Before and after, Gu Haochuan, Gu Haoquan, and Mu Qi changed their faces one after another, and shouted in unison: "Don't." Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info""Don't look. ”

Mu Qi even jumped forward to stop her from pulling open the scroll.

But it was in too much of a hurry, and as soon as it went down, it caught the wound on her arm. Scarlet blood seeped out of its fingers in an instant, causing her to grit her teeth and gasp several times in pain.

The little guy was frightened, and hurriedly spread his hand to examine her wound, and asked, "How is it, does it hurt?"

She still didn't say anything, and there was no expression on her face, only a flat, faint glance at the little guy. Then he removed his hand, held on to the scroll, and pulled the scroll apart little by little.

The first thing that catches your eye is a meandering river and grass on the bank. Then there was the mist, a woman's plain Luo skirt, stretching the mountains and rivers......

The little guy who was half-squatting beside him suddenly grasped the scroll and said earnestly: "Sister, don't look at it." ”

"Let go. Mu Yao'er didn't raise her eyes, and there was no trace of emotional ups and downs in her tone, just a little cold and a little bland.

Mu Qi wilted, and immediately shrank and let go of his hand.

Under Mu Yao'er's calm appearance, her heart trembled inexplicably. She couldn't figure out what was in the painting that would make these people nervous. Even Mu Qi, who is usually well-behaved and obedient, has to intervene to stop it. He simply grabbed the bottom of the drawing rod, shook it out, and let it roll along his body to the ground......

The next second, her eyes tightened, locked on the face of the woman in the painting, and slowly stood up, her heart palpitating. It was an exact face like her, no, this should be her portrait.

The scenery in the painting, if she is not mistaken, should be the Yingshui River in the Yanggu Valley......

She'd been there, and had dreamed of it many times. In the dream, there is a man in white whose face is indistinguishable, sitting alone by the river, chuckling, and pouring himself a drink.

Lifting Mu Qi, who reached out to help her, she looked at the painting that was flat on the ground, her eyes were inexplicably tingling, and there was a little moisture in it.

When her eyes fell on the few lines of the painting, she couldn't help but repeat:

"The autumn water is full of flowers, and the shadow is out of the clouds. Swaying and dancing in the wind, like an elf and a fairy. The floating dust flows through thousands of sails, and a wisp of clear dreams lasts. Even if there are hundreds of red in the world, the world is boundless. Stupid, difficult to speak, only to send a piece of paper, the remnants of a moment of smoke. ”

After finishing the sentence, the surrounding birds were silent.

Mu Yao'er slowly raised her eyes and asked, "Who drew it?"

Seconds passed...... There was still silence around.

Looking at the increasingly ugly faces of the crowd, she changed her way and asked again, "Where did this painting come from?"

"Yes......"

"It was found in the tomb, and we don't know who painted it. As soon as Shen Muxue spoke, Mu Qi hurriedly took over the conversation and gave her a plausible answer.

A sad smile appeared on her lips, "You can go, you don't have to follow me anymore." ”

"Sister!" Mu Qideng's breathing stagnated, and his eyes burst out.

Mu Yao'er lowered her eyes indifferently, "From now on, I will no longer be your sister." ”

Mu Qi was dumbfounded, looked at her in astonishment, her lips trembled for a while, and then asked, "Why? Is it just for a painting?"

"Because I don't like to be cheated. Mu Yao'er's tone was still very cold.

Mu Qi's eyes were red with grievance, and he explained eagerly: "Sister, I don't have ......"

"Is there a ...... I can tell. Without waiting for Mu Qi to finish speaking, she slowly opened her mouth to pick up the stubble. Mu Qi's intentions, she understood, and she didn't need it to explain anything.

When the words settled, she sat cross-legged on the spot, closed her eyes, and went straight to healing. A duel made her spirit almost collapse, and she really didn't have the extra energy and strength to entangle with others.

It is said that the past is like smoke, no matter who the painter is or what it has to do with her, it is all in the past. There's only one word she cares about, 'honesty'......

For her, Mu Qi is not a relative but more like a relative, and she is the only person she can trust in this vast world. Therefore, she can tolerate anyone's lies and deception, but she can't accept that Mu Qi has deceived her in the slightest.

Her determination scared Mu Qi enough, and she squatted beside her busily, explaining what happened before she came out.

However, Mu Qi is afraid, and his brain is not confused. The content shaken out, true or false, is half of each.

is only in the name of Shen Muxue's fiancé, Ding Yuanshan, tells a story of thousands of years of entanglement starting from a nightmare. Just one key noun...... It is empty, and there is no flaw in disguise.

Because it knows that an innocuous person can make her more acceptable than involving Yan Guanxiu's head.

And the others are also very cooperative and remain silent and do not expose it.

If Mu Qi is afraid that she knows too much and will increase her troubles, then others are selfish.

Ran Yi didn't want her to do this, so he erased his hatred for Yi. Gu Haochuan didn't want her to let go of her feelings for Yan Guanxiu from now on.

As for Gu Haoquan...... Although for a while, she couldn't figure out who the other party was, Mu Qi's performance was obvious, and that person had already appeared around her. He couldn't do it, so he took the initiative to push Mu Yao'er to others.

And among several people, the one who was most unwilling to tell her the truth was Shen Muxue. A glimpse of a dream made her regret it for tens of thousands of years. Now that it really appeared in front of her eyes, how could she not feel resentment. Even if she can't get it, even if she admits defeat, she will never be a red thread between the two of them.

Mu Qi finished speaking lightly for a while, but Mu Yao'er didn't react much, still closing her eyes, quiet as nirvana, only beams of golden light swaying around her.

Looking at her face without any mood fluctuations, Mu Qi was about to cry, grabbed her sleeve and pulled it, and called softly: "Sister...... Don't be angry, okay. ”

Mu Qi's pitiful appearance made her feel a little unbearable. She frowned slightly, slowly stopped the operation of her spiritual power, and said in a low brow: "Actually, if you want not to say it, you can not say it." I'm not going to force you anything, and I'm not going to blame you. Because I know that if you ask forcibly, it will often only be a lie. ”

Mu Qi flattened his mouth, "I didn't mean to, I ......"

"I know you're doing it for my good. Mu Yao'er's soft and faint words blocked Mu Qi's self-reproach.

She doesn't need to apologize, not every sorry can be exchanged for a sentence that doesn't matter. And it's just a white lie out of concern, and it's not wrong and doesn't need to be apologized.

She held Mu Qi's hand, slowly stood up, and continued, "Don't have a next time." ”

When Mu Qi heard this, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and nodded busily, "No, I won't dare in the future." ”

Mu Yao'er smiled lightly on her lips and rubbed its head. Hand...... But when he fell in mid-air, with a flick of two fingers, a golden light suddenly burst out. With a "sudden", the painting lying on the ground was ignited.