"However, I am already a ghost now, and you are a human being, people and ghosts have different paths, we are separated by yin and yang, how can we be together for a lifetime?" Jing Qingran cried.

"Is it really a ghost?" Mu Zhengchen asked her.

"How not? Now, I'm in hell, and you're probably a phantom......" Jing Qingran said.

Listening to her words, Mu Zhengchen didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Lady, it's very cold in hell, and people don't have temperature, so do you think I have a temperature?" Mu Zhengchen said.

"It's warm, it's hot." Jing Qingran said.

"That's it, lady, you're not dead, I'm not dead, the two of us are now on a big tree under the cliff, I'm holding you, you're fine, I'm fine." Mu Zhengchen said.

"Really?" Jing Qingran asked tentatively.

If he lied to her, she opened her eyes and couldn't see him, and it would be in vain for her to cry and be blind.

Jing Qingran has really experienced the pain without him, this pain is too painful, which makes Jing Qingran really not want to experience it again.

Experience it again, it will be boundless loneliness, lonely as snow, almost crazy!

"Really, if you open your eyes and look at it, you won't know." King Chen.

"Oh, you can't lie to me......" Jing Qingran cried.

"Good girl, Xianggong will never lie to you." Mu Zhengchen said.

Jing Qingran has always believed in this man, and in this world, he is the only one who makes Jing Qingran choose to believe unconditionally, because he has never lied to her.

This is rare and valuable between people!

"Okay." Jing Qingran nodded with difficulty, she believed that he was one thing, but Jing Qingran was even more afraid, she couldn't see him in this life, she couldn't see him in her life, it was too terrible.

Slowly and slowly opened her eyes, a ray of light into her eyes, this is not the sunshine of hell, but the sunshine of the world, and then the light breeze caresses Jing Qingran's face, very warm, the eyes slowly open, a green leaf blows over Jing Qingran's head, the vision is slowly clear, and a man's handsome face is perfectly presented in front of him.

This, it seems, is really not hell.

And this man, it doesn't seem to be an illusion, he is holding her, and the touch is very real.

All of this is so real, not half false.

Jing Qingran's eyes reflected the appearance of a man, she looked at him, almost in disbelief, a hand subconsciously rose, slowly approached his face, fingers caressing his skin. "Really...... Be...... Are you? Jing Qingran looked at him, the touch of his fingers was so real.

"Stupid, who else but me?" He suddenly smiled, and his handsome face was extremely moving, and he stretched out a hand to caress her face and tell her that it was all true.

They are not dead, they are alive!

"You ......" Jing Qingran was so excited that he couldn't speak, only tears kept falling.

She thought that she was already dead, how could she not die if she fell from such a high place?

However, now, not only did she not die, but she was lucky to see that this man was right next to her, holding her all the time, keeping her safe from any harm.

"How am I?" He said.

"You...... You...... Xianggong ...... "The next moment, Jing Qingran hugged him and cried.

After she fell off the cliff, the man even jumped down desperately to save her, and this alone was enough to make a woman cry.

Mu Zhengchen hugged her, patted her back with his hand, and comforted her softly: "Don't cry, we're fine." ”