"I've been waiting here, I know you're going to succeed, young man, sure enough... As I expected!"

Mo Lingquan's happiness was overflowing, "It's you, I should have talked a lot with Ah Ruan!"

"Ah Ruan?" Feihuo was not very surprised when he heard this title, the name "Red Dust Girl" should also be a flower name, and "Ah Ruan" may belong to the white-clothed sword king's thoughts. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Ah Ruan, it's her previous name, her real name is Ruan Mengchen, but later, no one knows anymore!" Mo Lingquan must have a lot of memories in his heart, but those memories may belong to the past.

"I can see that you are a good person!" Mo Lingquan is almost a very pure person, so there is pure admiration and pure waiting.

But you don't have to be a pure person to get the results you want.

"What did she talk to you about?" Of course, Mo Lingquan wanted to know the current situation of "Ah Ruan", and asked with a concerned face: "She, how are you doing?"

"Well, she's fine, and she's doing well!" Feihuo thought for a moment, and still felt that he should hurry up and hand over Hongchen's letter to Mo Lingquan.

"And, I mentioned you to her!" Spitfire continued, "She asked me to bring you a letter!"

Mo Lingquan hesitated for a moment, and said in disbelief: "She, remember me, let you bring me a letter?"

Feihuo nodded, then took out Hongchen's handwritten book from the bag on his chest and handed it to Mo Lingquan.

Mo Lingquan's hands were trembling a little, and he took the letter carefully, but he didn't dare to open it for a long time.

Spitfire has been waiting beside him, and he didn't dare to say Hongchen's original words first, or rather, he didn't know how to say it.

But Mo Lingquan finally opened the letter, and the eight words on the letter were familiar to him, and they were the handwriting of "Ah Ruan".

This should have been a cause for rejoicing, but when he saw the contents of the letter, he could not be happy anyway.

The eight words on the letter were like a sharp knife, straight into Mo Lingquan's heart:

"This life is over, don't stay!"

Mo Lingquan was a little stunned, he didn't know whether to cry or laugh on his face, a little lonely and a little desperate.

"She said, don't come here again in the future, you have your own life to go!" Feihuo had to be so light-hearted, and conveyed Hongchen's words to him, but he didn't know if Mo Lingquan could accept such words.

In front of Feihuo, the white-clothed swordsman, holding the envelope, was shaking a little, as if he had been greatly stimulated, and the emotions that erupted from his chest spurted up at once.

"My life?" Mo Lingquan whispered softly, but there was an endless sense of loss in his words, "I... Where else is there a life of your own!"

"My fate is all pressed here, just to see her again, and she, and she, refuses to see me!" Mo Lingquan's low roar finally turned into a fierce roar: "In vain, I'm still thinking about her!"

"Brother Mo, don't get excited, things are not what you think, you are like this, she will never see you!" Feihuo wanted to persuade Mo Lingquan, but the expression on Mo Lingquan's face was a little distorted.

It was a sense of despair when all hope had been deprived, and no one could even dispel it.

If people don't help themselves, there is nothing anyone can do.

And Mo Lingquan, the former "Sword King in White", is now like a boat that has lost its direction, and he doesn't know where to go.

Mo Lingquan roared: "What do you know, do you know what the facts are? You have only met her a few times, and you know what she thinks in her heart!"

"I don't like that I don't have martial arts now, and my family is in the middle of the road? Anyone in the world can see her and talk to her, but I don't even have a chance to see her?" Mo Lingquan tore the letter in his hand to shreds and threw it away in the wind.

His heart was not lost, nor was he despair, but the desire for revenge that wanted to erupt.

"Brother Mo, you are too persistent, this will not lead to anything!" Although Feihuo wanted to persuade Mo Lingquan, "You still have a great future, you don't need to stick to her, she also wants to help you by doing this..."

"You are an outsider, why should you persuade me!" Mo Lingquan clenched his fists indignantly, "Even you think that I have no hope at all, right?"

"Everyone in the world thinks I'm crazy, I scattered all my family wealth just to see her, this martial arts are all wasted, and I have become a waste, and it is also for her!" Mo Lingquan punched the bluestone wall, and blood oozed from his fist.

But the pain in Mo Lingquan's heart can't be covered by such a little pain.

And this pain has made him a little distorted, and he doesn't know what he should do.

"Each of you is acting high, but I am like a miserable madman, making you laugh!" Mo Lingquan turned around and didn't say anything more to Spitfire.

Instead, he took one last look at the high attic and made up his mind.

"I'm going to ruin your lives too, just wait!"

Feihuo could feel a dangerous momentum on Mo Lingquan's body, and that momentum was not a new life, but a decay.

However, no one could stop Mo Lingquan, and no one cared about what she wanted to do.

With all the mundane things in the world, who can care about such an unmasked person when their own affairs have not been sorted out?

Spitfire is the same, and neither can he.

Mo Lingquan walked alone in the middle of Jiangdu City, on the bustling streets, if he was a person with a weak heart, he was afraid that he would suffer such a blow and commit suicide by throwing himself into the river.

And he is obviously not, even if his martial arts are wasted, even if his family road is overturned, it does not make him have the slightest idea of seeking death, but Hongchen's determination almost crushes his mind.

He wants power, he wants to take back all the power, he wants to stand proudly in front of everyone, and show off his strength to take revenge on all those who have bullied him.

Maybe his mind was originally so abnormal that it would evolve into this, and this was just an opportunity.

Mo Lingquan suddenly felt that all the people around him seemed to be still, the pedestrians on the road, the boats on the canal, even the clouds in the sky, none of them were moving.

"It's... What's going on?" he couldn't help but be a little startled, it was obviously daylight, and it seemed as if a cool breeze was blowing past him.

I heard a young man's voice say to him, "Do you want to change all this?" )