Chapter 784

"I know."

Mo Qingge turned his eyes and thought, do you need to remind me?

put one 's finger into another 's pie!

He light smile, and then said: "find a person who really treat you, married or, as for me this scum, forget it."

"I will, without your reminding." Mo Qingge snorted coldly, "however, how strange are you talking today, as if you are giving up your last words?"

Light words, fell into his heart, some tingling.

Gu mianmo pretended to ask: "if I die, will Ge'er be sad?"

Hear here, Mo Qingge heart "clatter" for a while, inexplicable some heartache.

But instead, she said decisively, "No."

Gu Mian Mo gave a bitter smile: "that's good."

Mo Qingge laughed and then said, "to tell you the truth, good people don't live long. A vicious pervert like you will only have a bad memory. However, if you are really dead, I don't know if I will buy a gun fight and celebrate well!"

With these words, her heart hurt even more.

Damn, what's going on?

After listening, Gu Mian Mo chuckled. He was clearly laughing, but he was so sad and sad.

"Well, I won't talk to you anymore. I'm leaving." Mo Qingge turned to cover up his guilty heart, "hope, hope we will never see again!"

After that, she took her hand away from his palm with great effort.

This guy, clearly said to let her go, but still not willing to let go.

What a duplicity!

Let go of his hand, Mo Qingge turns around and steps into the transmission Xuan array.

She can't wait to go back.

"Song er..."

Gu Mian Mo stood in the same place, looking at the white back gradually away, heartache almost unconscious.

He watched his beloved leave, but he couldn't keep it.

But he hoped that, as Song said, they would never see each other again!

No thought, no pain.

My heart is like a knife, my mind is empty.

Song, no longer his song.

At this time, Mo Qingge stepped into the aperture, suddenly turned around and waved to him.

Gu Mian Mo lost a smile, tears gushed out, such as broken string.

Then, he saw the petite figure disappear in the center of the aperture. Finally, even the aperture disappeared.

The aperture turns into a flying feather, floats away, and no longer exists.

Just like his broken heart.

"Geer, Geer... Geer!"

He flashed forward, but caught a bosom empty, left only vain, and endless cold.

She's gone

In the room, there is still a faint fragrance of a woman, just like whispering in his ear.

From then on, he finally had nothing left.

Gu Mo's finger bone tightly curled up, staring at the direction of the aperture dissipation, disappointed, if lost, tears, heart splitting.

The phalanx is about to be embedded in the palm, but it can't resist the heartache.

The palm full of blood, still holding the warm sachet tightly, trembling slightly, still warm.

It turns out that the loss of a loved one is more painful than the loss of heart and soul.

Originally, he is not so free and easy.

He lost his life.

Deep in the night, the moon was hazy and hazy, and the shadow of the candle was flickering. He saw a long white dress approaching. The girl with peach blossom on her face was smiling, as bright as when she first saw her.

"Song er..."

Gu Mo raised his eyes, and finally there was a ray of hope and light in his eyes.

Mo Qingge's Lotus steps moved gently and approached him slowly. He hugged him and said softly, "Uncle Huang."

"Ge'er, is it really you?"

He was in a trance, subconsciously hugging the person in front of him, shaking his finger bone, and never wanted to let go.

"Uncle Huang, it's me." The girl's voice was hollow.

He held the girl in a panic, as if he could really feel the girl's temperature

"What uncle Huang has just said is all nonsense. In fact, uncle Huang just wants to leave Ge'er by his side. He doesn't want to leave you for a second."

How could he have the heart to let her go?

"Good." Girl's soft fingertips, gently stroked his hair, "then I will not leave you for a second."

"Really?"

"Well."

This time, even if he died, he would not let go.

Regardless of the collapse of the mountains and the fall of the divine world, regardless of chaos or Changping, her presence is the quiet time.

"Song."

Gu Mian Mo suddenly raised his eyes, but what he saw was nothing but vanity, and there was only a cool breeze in his arms, not even the breath.

"Song, song!"

Floating white skirt, in the shadow of the candle into ashes, no longer exist.

Corner of the eye, hanging a trace of wet tears, his chest warm, like the girl in a dream, not far away.

It turns out that everything is a dream.

His people will never come back.

Better... Never come back.

When the light went out, the candle went out, the moon was cold, and it was dark and clear, he stayed in the inner hall with sadness and sadness, and in the inner hall where her breath was still left. He was absent-minded and wept all day.

In the end, it is empty.

There were no envoys outside the hall who dared to come near and disturb me. The whole inner hall was as quiet as an empty tomb for a day and a night.

It's an empty grave in his heart.

Day and night, blue sky, dusk, he seems to have no consciousness.

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Stepping into the transmission Xuan array, Mo Qingge only feels a whirl of heaven, surrounded by dazzling silver light, unable to open her eyes.

In a flash, the halo dissipated, and the magnificent Mohist came into view.

When the guards on duty outside the country saw that the teleportation XuanZhen was landing, they drew out their weapons one after another and raised their vigilance.

But when they saw their own young lady, they were surprised and bowed to salute: "Miss, you are back!"

"Come on, tell the patriarch that the eldest lady is back!"

Mo Qingge raised her eyes and looked at the spotless clan gate in front of her. It was no different from more than a thousand years ago.

It's just that everything has changed.

Mo Qingge enters the Mohist realm peacefully. Following the memory of his youth, he enters the inner realm through the outer door.

And Mo Yuanye also came to meet him early. Surprisingly, Mo Yanyan also came.

"Qingge." Seeing the long white dress coming towards him, Mo Yuanye is so shocked that he can't believe his eyes. "Qingge, you're really back!"

Besides, he came back intact.

These days, he can't sleep at night, always remembering Qingge, worried about whether she would be wronged and hurt in the demon temple.

Now, looking forward to the stars and the moon, I finally hope my daughter back.

Mo Qingge glanced at them, and the memory of more than a thousand years ago also poured into their minds.

She chuckled, "father, I'm back."

Thirteen hundred years ago, she finally came back.

Mo Yuanye approached and said with concern, "Qingge, let father see if you are hurt."

Then he looked at her carefully.