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"Junior Sister, you are wrong. Senior Brother's memory is very bad, I can't remember anything."

He definitely wouldn't be so stupid as to fight Ling'Er. He had fallen into a pit before.

In order to not continue on this topic, he said with a stern expression, "Junior sister, have you found the person in charge of the Clear Wind Ridge?"

According to the reports of the scouts, Qingfeng Ridge was snatched away by the present family members two months ago. The person in the lead is dressed in a red robe that has not changed for the longest time since ancient times.

His wrinkled eyebrows relaxed, "So it turns out to be that prince who prefers to be a thief. Seems like the rumors are true!"

The corner of his mouth curled up into a smile, "As expected, extraordinary people have some extraordinary hobbies, very similar to your butcher."

Ling'Er's gentle face wrinkled as she heard his words. She unhappily picked up the wine cup from the table and threw it all away, "You're not allowed to talk about my husband. Don't forget, if my husband hadn't been following Elder Jian, would you have gotten news of him so easily?"

Guang Guang hurriedly said, "Yes, it's all thanks to your husband. Senior Brother is sleeping now, so you should leave quickly."

Then, without waiting for Ling'Er to object, he pushed and pulled her out of the room. He quickly pushed the door shut and said to Ling'Er, who hadn't left, "Sister, you should go back quickly. Otherwise, that man will be as pretty as you!"

Hearing this, Ling'Er raised her voice towards the room, "Senior brother Guang, you have to protect Senior brother Mo Yu. If there is anything you need, remember to tell me."

There was no answer from Guang. She turned her head and walked away.

He walked to the bed and lifted the blanket, smiling helplessly as he said, "I still can't change my personality."

Beneath the bed was an ugly, lazy toad. It stuck out its tongue and its stomach quivered.

"Caw, caw, caw …"

If he were to kick away the toad, the great battle tomorrow would definitely be inevitable.

The black jade stream of light flew out and landed on the roof of the inn before sitting down cross-legged. Under the moonlight, the purple clothed person was emitting a stream of light.

The flute in his hand was as white as cream and cold to the touch. It was sparkling and translucent, so bright that it shone with a faint light. It was actually made out of an extremely fine, non-trace, warm jade.

Mo Yuxu glanced at the top of the flute, and then shifted his line of sight. He then placed the flute to his mouth and began to play.

The falling flower fell into his heart.

Your face is reflected in a trance.

Who was it that insisted on saying goodbye?

Who gave up the oath?

It was only that year.

Moonlight was filled with longing.

The two people were far from each other.

The flute was soothing, sad, reminiscing, and lamenting.

His forgetful playing was caught up in the past, and the melodious sound of the flute made his heart ache.

After the melody, the black jade stream of light was still unable to return to normal. He silently looked at the stars in the sky as his finger caressed every inch of the jade flute, not saying a single word.

The sound of wind breaking mixed with a green leaf.

"Who is it!"

With a wave of the jade flute, the green leaf fell to the ground, breaking into pieces.

"Young Master Mo Yu's flute melody is getting more and more annoying."

A stack of footsteps sounded, and a man dressed in green casually appeared behind the black jade stream of light. The person who came was carrying a huge machete on his shoulder, with brows like swords, facial features like sculptures, and a sense of cynicism deep down in his heart.

Mo Yuxian didn't even turn his head. As soon as he heard the voice, he knew that the person who had just arrived was his junior apprentice sister's butcher, her husband … Tu Xiao.

He took out a silk handkerchief with his right hand and carefully wiped the part that had just touched the green leaf before putting it into his pocket.

"Is your intestines broken?"

Tu Xiao was extremely skilled, especially when he was on the rooftop. He was as smooth as flat ground as he casually walked to Mo Yuguang's side and sat down.

"Young master Mo Yu should just let it go. Why are you torturing yourself like this?"

Mo Yuying glanced at Tu Xiao gratefully and smiled bitterly, "If you had to forget about me, would you be able to do it?"

"No way!"

Tu Xiao answered straightforwardly. Just as he finished, he realized that he was being persuaded by Ling'Er. He quickly said, "But the dead are done with it. Would Miss Zhen'er be happy when you are so sad and immersed in pain?"

Mo Yuying didn't answer and instead asked, "Tu Xiao, can a person love many people in their entire life?"

He quickly realized some problems and remembered that although the flute music was sad and sad, there seemed to be a type of self-blame within it. Now, it seemed that he was not the one who had heard wrongly, Tu Xiao took out a wine gourd from his waist, raised his head and drank a mouthful of it, then handed it over to Mo Yuxun and said, "Maybe.

Brother Flowing Light is in love with someone else? "

In his mind, ever since he had met Tu Xiao, he had never left the Ice Pavilion, nor had he spoken to anyone. He had been staying in the Ice Pavilion all day, and everyone had seen how infatuated he was with Meng Zhen'er, so how could he fall in love with a girl?

He raised his head to take a sip of wine, then handed the wine jug to Tu Xiao. "She looks exactly the same as Zhener. I don't know if I fell in love with her looks or someone who fell in love with her. No matter which one, I'm in extreme pain."

"Brother Guang Guang, you're saying that this world is filled with girls that look exactly like Meng Zhen'er? How is that possible?"

Mo Yuxu nodded his head seriously and said, "It's the same, exactly the same.

"If it wasn't for Zhener still lying icily in the ice coffin, I would have even thought that she was Zhener. Although they all look the same, their personalities are completely different.

Brother Guang Guang, I know you're sad but you've abandoned Zhener, but Zhener is already dead. If you like her, then I think you need to be brave enough to chase after her and cherish the talent in front of you. If Zhener hates you, then you can make up for it.

A white shadow flashed past. Tu Xiao's entire body quivered. He was about to explain when a small hand grabbed his ear and shouted, "Tu Xiao, do you want to be romantic and move out of love?"

"Ah! Softer, softer Ling'er!"

Tu Xiao tossed the wine gourd to Mo Yuguang. He quickly reached out to cover his ears and said in a pleasant voice, "Good Ling'Er, I didn't mean to do that. I only have you …"

He looked at Ling'Er and whispered, "I was just … I was just helping you persuade your senior!"

Ling'Er looked at her senior brother suspiciously. Seeing that Mo Yuying's face had softened, the anger in her heart subsided. She mischievously let go of Tu Xiao and threatened, "Tu Xiao, if you dare to go out and mess with us, I'll turn you into a skeleton."

"Junior Sister, does every woman care that men fall in love with others?"

Ling Er answered confidently, "Of course …"

Tu Xiao stretched out his hand and pinched Ling'er. Ling'er turned her head and glared at Tu Xiao. "It's been like this all along. Why did you pinch me? You're asking to be beaten!"

"Shh, shh …"

"Alright, I'm finished. I've been messed up by you."

Ling'Er came back to reality and wanted to explain to Mo Yuying that there might be people on the roof, but there was no one there.

Ling'Er pouted and snuggled into Tu Xiao's embrace like a child who had done something wrong. "Husband, did I do something wrong? I think I should explain it to senior!"

Just as he was about to leave Tu Xiao's embrace and give chase, Tu Xiao grabbed him. "Let your senior brother think for himself. He can't figure it out himself. He can't get out, and no one can help him."