86_86348 Qian'er stood under the eaves of the inn, watching the rain getting heavier and heavier, and shouted urgently: "Come back, come back and don't leave, come back quickly!"

Chu Moli didn't seem to hear it, the whole person was like losing his soul, squatting on the ground, hanging his head and not moving. And all sorts of people around him shuttled by, and it was raining, and it was time for them to go home.

"Chu Moli. After Qian'er screamed again to no avail, she was about to step forward to bring him back, when she saw a woman with white hair like snow, but with a charming face, walking out of the corner, and the direction she was going was Chu Moli.

Chu Moli didn't see it, he was depressed, as if he was dead, maybe he needed a little time.

"Don't leave ......"

Murong Qianxun didn't hold an umbrella, and let the rain wet the bumpy and delicate body. She originally planned to go back to Zixiao Pavilion, but she couldn't let go, so she stayed in a corner, looked at the door of the inn, and waited!

The haunting voice, the voice that has not been tired for two years, Chu Moli raised his head violently, and it was still the familiar cheek, but it was pale.

"...... Nettle"

Chu Moli didn't care about anything anymore, stood up from the ground as fast as he could, and hugged her.

The familiar smell is still so fragrant, Chu Moli closed her eyes, buried her head in her shoulder, and inhaled the taste, as if she couldn't absorb it enough in her life.

"It's a nettle. Qian'er muttered, but why was her hair white?

When Chu Moli hugged him, there was a faint smile on the corner of Murong Qianxun's mouth, he still cared about himself, he still loved himself, otherwise how could it be!?

"Your hair, your hair......"

Maybe she was too excited before, Chu Moli found out that her long hair was no longer the original green silk.

"No, it's fine. Murong Qianxun hurriedly said.

"How so, how can this be?......

Chu Moli let go of Murong Qianxun and covered his head wildly, turning white all night, what kind of desperate emotion should this be?

Seeing him in pain, Murong Qianxun couldn't bear it, and couldn't wait to bear all this for him.

"Poof!"

The throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood spat out, but it was quickly washed away by the falling rain.

Murong Qianxun's heart ached, and he hurried to help him, but he was thrown away by Chu Moli.

"Murong Qianxun, let's not meet......" Chu Moli smiled miserably, with rain on his cheeks, and tears on his cheeks.

"You obviously love me, why?" Murong Qianxun covered his heart and shouted.

"Haha, I love you, it's a joke, look at you, with white hair, with the way you look, do you think you are still worthy of me?" Chu Moli smiled shamefully, but the painful look made him extremely hideous.

"I ......" Murong Qianxun grabbed a strand of snow from herself, shaking her head, how she wished that her hair could return to its original appearance at the moment.

"Murong Qianxun, even if your hair is still black, I won't love you! No! never!" Chu Moli shook his arm fiercely, his expression resolute and terrifying.

"Hehe, hehe......"

Murong Qianxun smiled miserably, she knew that the other party still loved her, otherwise how could she be in pain, how could she vomit blood, how could she hold herself, but she was helpless!

At this moment, she regretted it, if she didn't go back in time and didn't get out of the marriage, then everything that happened next would not happen, he was still him, she was still herself, even if she got married under the arrangement of her parents, even if she didn't have emotion, she wouldn't be as painful as she is now, and it would be inseparable.

The spring thunder was gusting, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, the flow of people had long since disappeared, and now only the two shadows of them were left on the street.

Qian'er frowned, she was afraid, afraid that Chu Moli would collapse from now on.

In the past, Chu Moli only had Mo Yuxi in his heart, but now the position in his heart has long been unconsciously occupied by Murong Qianxun, and even exceeded.

Murong Qianxun is a girl with a lot of personality, otherwise Chu Moli would not have fallen in love with her so hopelessly.

"Ahh

As the rain ticked, Chu Mo roared angrily, venting the unhappiness and pain in his heart.

All around him, the rain seemed to stop at this moment. Then, the body emitted a faint blue glow.

"What is this, is it an illusion?" Qian'er rubbed her eyes, how could a person glow.

"Don't leave. Murong Qianxun shouted worriedly, not knowing what was going on.

Poof!

Chu Moli landed on his knees, his head hanging down, as if he had lost his life.

"Don't leave!"

Murong Qianxun couldn't care about anything, and rushed to his body that was hugging him tightly, she was the same as Chu Moli, and she didn't know if there were more tears or more rain on her cheeks?

"Mo Li, Mo Li, what's wrong with you, wake up, wake up, wake up......" Murong Qian panicked, if she was given a choice, she would rather die ten thousand times than let Chu Moli have an accident.

Qian'er was about to step forward to see what was going on, but Murong Qianxun's endless crying still stopped her.

Chu Moli was like he was dead, no matter how he called him, he didn't respond, but the blue light on his body became more and more condensed, and it became thicker and thicker?

The two girls don't know why, Qian'er is better, but Murong Qianxun has the heart to die, there is no doubt that if Chu Mo leaves, she will follow without hesitation.

"How is that possible?"

Qian'er could clearly see that the long hair behind Chu Moli was really gradually changing color, yes, it was changing color.

When people are extremely sad or desperate, their hair will turn white, just like Murong Qianxun. But the color of Chu Moli's hair is not progressing towards white, but blue, the blue of the ocean.

This magical scene turned Qian'er's mind upside down, who is he, and how could such a thing happen?

After a while, Murong Qianxun also noticed that she could see the process of changing the color of her long hair more clearly by grabbing Chu Moli's hair.

"Mo Li, Mo Li, Mo Li, don't you hate me, come, you beat me, hit me, your hatred has not been resolved, how can there be anything ......" Murong Qianxun screamed and shouted, as if he had gone crazy.

"Murong Qianxun!"

Perhaps it was Murong Qianxun's words that played a role, and Chu Moli raised his head suddenly.

Murong Qianxun was stunned for a moment, and hugged Chu Moli excitedly, as if one of his treasures had been lost: "You're fine, I know you're okay, I know you're okay......"

"I ......"

Chu Moli was in a daze, not knowing what had happened before, as if he had fallen into a bottomless abyss.

Unconsciously, Chu Moli's hands also protected Murong Qianxun, this is what he longs for the most, and he hopes that he will not let go for the rest of his life.

However, the reality is always cruel, Chu Moli's hands that were originally holding her changed, and he pushed her out fiercely.

Murong Qianxun was pushed to the ground, and the moment he hugged himself just now, how happy he was, but why didn't this happiness last for a while, God, are you really so cruel?

"Murong Qianxun, you go, I don't want to see you, you go!" Chu Moli roared, not daring to face this woman he loved and hated.

Murong Qianxun didn't speak, just fell to the ground and cried vigorously.

Qian'er can't bear to look at it, such an infatuated girl, for your overnight whitehead, this kind of love has long exceeded the limit. But what about you, driving away people again and again, is hatred really that important in your eyes?

Hate, Qian'er smiled bitterly again, can I let it go? I have to say, we are all hard-working people, but fortunately, I am luckier than you, and I can only blame you for using the wrong method.

"You're as noble as you, you can cry too!?"

Chu Moli felt ridiculous, but this ridiculous expression was also something he could disguise.

"Murong Qianxun, I still say the same thing! Three years later, in the prosperous world, I am waiting for you, you have to live well, don't cry to death, then I will have nowhere to vent my anger." ”

Chu Moli continued to laugh and said: "I really want to know, the scene after the fiasco of your sect, it should be very interesting, hahahaha......"

The sound of laughter was bad in the rain, accompanied by Murong Qianxun's crying, how sad and pathetic this pair of people was!

Akane couldn't help but sympathize, there was no doubt that his revenge was successful, but it could also be said to have failed.

There is no doubt that the enemy is in pain, but he is happy. But what about him, the enemy suffers, and he suffers, is it worth it?