Long Junmo still stood motionless under the wall. His eyes stared at the face that was particularly vivid because of his anger, and his heart couldn't help but soften and soften.

From the first time he entered Xuanzhou to the present, the scenes of this person in his memory have quietly emerged, constantly flickering in front of his eyes.

The origin is that he is dominated by another wisp of spirit, and the ghost sends the god to save her life outside the Thorn Mountain.

Again, it was she who unintentionally stepped on the domain gate of the flying sword set up in the Thorn Mountain for convenience, and fell from the sky and smashed it on his head, which was still dominated by another wisp of divine soul.

Because of her collision, his spirit took over.

He ordered the flying sword to arrest the woman who had seriously injured him, intending to punish her severely, but because of her bright eyes and fearless faith, he dispelled the idea.

And then get along, bit by bit, whether it is dyed with the color of fireworks in the world, she grills fish by the cold pool, or she is afraid of him and scolds him behind her back, or she is shy, she lowers her head and is full of charm. No matter which side she is, she seems to be full of magical power, and subtly, she has changed his mind.

I don't know what to do, and I go deep.

Thinking about it, the corners of his lips couldn't help but curle.

"What are you laughing at?" In Ye Qingchen's opinion, the person's smile was particularly dazzling. It was as if he was mocking her wordlessly.

"I'm laughing at a leprechaun. He chuckled, his magnetic voice tinged with an ascetic sensuality.

Leprechauns?

I thought that I would never have the opportunity to hear this person say such a doting name in my life. At first hearing it, her heart couldn't help but tremble.

However, she has made up her mind to forget some of her past and seal away some of her emotions. As for those unrealistic fantasies, let them fade away with the wind!

Thinking about it, her eyes darkened.

"Let's go. You're not welcome here!" Ye Qingchen turned around and stopped looking at him.

She was afraid that her own lack of strong will would turn against her, and that she would once again sink into the peerless elegance of this man.

"I'm leaving, won't you be reluctant?"

"No!" she replied quickly, not so much without thinking as with a weak heart.

"I will. After a long time, the man suddenly said like this. The voice as always, at this time, faded away from the evil charm, and became a little more solemn and serious.

Will he?

Ye Qingchen's eyes flashed slightly.

Will he?

He is the moon in the sky. He is the young master of the top sect in the Cloud Realm. Living in the Nine Heavenly Palace, with superb talent and elegance, would she be reluctant to be a weak person in the Cloud Lower Realm whose background is a mystery?

It's not that she has low self-esteem, but now she has to face up to the gap between them.

As if he knew what Ye Qingchen was thinking, Long Junmo said again, "I have no father or mother, and I am an orphan like you." And I was born with a wounded soul, and I was a cripple. ”

Belch...

Ye Qingchen was stunned.

I couldn't believe that these words came from the cold mouth of Long Junmo.

"How could you be an orphan?" Isn't he the young master of the top sect in the Cloud Realm?

"What?

Ye Qingchen wanted to say no. At a glance, he knew that he was extraordinary, and said that he was the top sect master on the cloud, and the young masters buried him.

"You said that your soul was born with injuries?" Ye Qingchen regretted it after asking. What does she care about him?!