It can be seen that hatred is certainly a sword to kill the enemy, but it is not a sharp knife for self-harm!

At this moment, Chang Geyue wanted to let go, she wanted to abandon everything in the past.

It's just that Zhilan Ruyu obviously won't give her this opportunity.

Zhilan Ruyu waved her long sleeves, and she didn't know what squirted out of her hand, and shot directly on Zong Zheng Moxing's face.

Zong Zheng Moxing's mind was completely on Chang Geyue's body.

Thinking of her sentence, the past is gone.

The past is gone!

The hatred is gone, what is he left with her?!

What else!

No!

Nothing.

At this moment, Zong Zheng Moxing's heart turned out to be infinitely empty.

There is no way to fill it.

Awan.

Awan.

From now on, can the name really only be in a dream?

Awan.

And at this moment, Zhilan Ruyu actually directly smashed the disguise technique on Zong Zheng Moxing's face, and Zong Zheng Mo Xing suddenly came back to his senses.

It's just that the face that belonged to Zong Zheng Moyin fell so directly and strongly in front of Chang Geyue.

Chang Geyue stared at that face, her lips moved slightly, and her eyes were full of incredulity.

The fake Zong Zheng Moyin in the past never evoked her memories of the past, nor did she have the slightest ripple in her heart.

But now, I don't know why, Chang Geyue knows that the person in front of her is really Zongzheng Moyin.

Don't ask her why, this person is Zong Zheng Moyin.

She's sure!

It's just - Zongzheng is strange! Zong Zheng Mo Yin!

Chang Geyue saw that he was now Zong Zheng Mo Yin, and his face had become extremely pale because he had been corroded by the top-level disguise technique for many years.

The skin on his face is also a little thirsty, and he can't connect with the beautiful boy back then.

It's just that Chang Geyue knows that this person is Zong Zheng Moyin, it must be.

Chang Geyue didn't speak, but her eyes were red.

One person has harmed you so far, and you have been resentful for a hundred years.

But in the end, it's just a hoax.

Zong Zheng Mo Yin and Zhilan Ruyu are different.

One is her brother, and the other is someone she really loves.

Hate has no value, and love is not there in the slightest, so what is the value of all this.

In the past, there was really nothing left of those quiet years.

Zong Zhengmo faintly saw that there were tears in Chang Geyue's eyes, how could he not be like this, "...... Awan. ”

I can finally call her name once.

It's a really nice feeling.

It's just a pity that he doesn't deserve it.

Zhilan Ruyu grabbed Chang Geyue's wrist and pointed at Zong Zheng Moyin, "Look, do you see clearly!" Who's this! Can you really put it down! ”

Chang Geyue's heart was stung by Zhilan Ruyu's words, but after this moment of pain, her heart didn't have any waves again, she looked at Zhilan Ruyu coldly, and said coldly: "Don't say it!" Did you want to save me back then? ”

Chang Geyue is not stupid, gentle and not stupid, seeing the current situation, and she also has some perception of the outside world when she is unconscious.

Therefore, they all perceive the behavior of Zhilan Ruyu and Zong Zheng Moyin.

I also guessed about the past.

Zhilan Ruyu grabbed Chang Geyue's hand and said coldly, "I don't believe it, I don't believe that you can let it go, you can not hate, junior sister, you can't get rid of everything Wen Wan brought you, you can't get rid of it, you will never be able to get rid of it!" ”

Chang Geyue looked at Zhilan Ruyu, "Hate? If I hate him, what should you do? ”