Chapter 197: The Witch God's Revenge (12)

And if you tell yourself like this, you can be truly liberated. But without the shell of the heart, will it really be truly liberating?!

"Blue Dragon, I'm sorry. It's all me, and if I hadn't dragged you to drink, it wouldn't be like this now. Mo Ran won't ...... either, "Qilin's eyes are full of forbearant sadness. If Mo Ran really left here, then his relationship with Leng Yue would also end here.

"No, it's not you. The blue dragon had a glass-like smile on his face, with a sense of ethereal shattering at the touch of a touch, "It's me, it's me who is still unwilling, and I'm still looking forward to change." Expecting her to see me when she turns back. But now, if something really happens to Mo Ran, no matter whether Yue'er will forgive me or not, I will definitely not forgive myself......"

The blue dragon stepped back step by step, his expression was depressed, and he smiled bitterly: "Hehe, now you don't have to look forward to it anymore, you don't have to ...... anymore"

"Blue Dragon—" Qilin looked at the blue dragon who fled in a panic, "Can escape really be solved...... It's really a mistake to drink ......."

Qilin wondered if he and Lan Long hadn't been drunk and unconscious yesterday, Leng Yue and Mo Ran wouldn't have encountered today's incident. Mo Ran won't get hurt, and Leng Yue won't be sad. We will continue to work hard to maintain our friendship as before......

"Mo Ran, be good, you'll be fine, you'll be fine......" Leng Yue flew over the clouds with the little snake in her arms, she didn't know where to go, she only knew how to walk, she didn't know where to go to save Mo Ran, who to ask for help. But there is no way for Blue Dragon's medical skills to be so high, who else can help her save Mo Ran?

......

A mushy cold moon drifted over the clouds. As Mo Ran's body temperature became lower and lower, the fear in her heart became even worse.

"Yue'er, Yue'er, Yue'er......" Qinglong shook the soulless cold moon vigorously, "What's wrong with you?"

Leng Yue blinked her slightly clear eyes, and held Mo Ran helplessly: "Qinglong, can you help me save Mo Ran, please beg you, it's the first time I like someone so much...... No, no, it's a snake. But he's about to leave me, how can he leave, I won't let him go......"

Qinglong could clearly see the sadness in Leng Yue's heart, even if he couldn't see her tears. Because, the deepest sorrow cannot be vented with tears.

She was so helpless, he only learned that his mother was locked up in the flood when she was still full of moon. At that time, she was full of helplessness and self-blame. Blame yourself! Because if it weren't for herself, your mother wouldn't have been blackmailed. And his father will not be depressed. And helpless, she finally created the flood when he was not paying attention, although she saved her mother, but she lost herself.

Tens of thousands of years of loneliness alone.

"Okay—" I won't leave you alone again this time.

Qinglong hugged Leng Yue and Mo Ran, who had passed unconscious, and flew down the clouds. Below is the Temple of the Moon. And just now, Qinglong felt the breath of the cold moon in the dormitory, so he found the breath and flew up to the clouds. And there really wasn't anything wrong with his feelings. There is a cold moon on the clouds, and there is one more, Mo Ran.

"Qinglong—" Xuanwu roared.

Qinglong put Leng Yue and Mo Ran into the bedroom: "Xuanwu, help me protect the Dharma outside." White Tiger and Suzaku, they'll bother you. ”

"Qinglong, is it worth it?" Xuanwu looked angry, "He's just a snake spirit for tens of thousands of years, and you're a mortal—"