Chapter 789

"Master, is everything he said true?"

After the initial greetings, Mo Xiyan hesitated for a long time and planned to verify it here in Qianshui.

For the devil, she always had some little resistance in her heart.

This is an unspeakable feeling.

It's annoying, but it's not as annoying as you think.

After all, she agreed to go back with him and continue to finish Murong Yu's life.

But if you really accept it completely, that's not true.

She knew in her heart that it was absolutely impossible to live a husband and wife life with the devil at present.

In a word, she is very contradictory now. If there is a piece of tofu in front of her, she can definitely hit her head to death in order to keep her eyes clean.

Her tangles, her contradictions, thousands of water are seen in the eyes, and it can even be said that she is used to it.

Since she was no longer a fairy who cherished Yan and her younger martial sister.

He has always appeared beside her as a teacher and friend, enlightening and comforting her. Some things will become a habit after doing them for a long time.

And his habit is more than a thousand years?

According to his idea, the devil is not suitable for his face.

His sister is better suited than the guy who has caused her a lot of trouble.

Unfortunately, Xi Yan is a dead eye.

Even after years, she still has such a man in her heart.

It can be seen from the reincarnation of these generations.

Even if the other party is just a wisp of spirit, she will fall in love with the other party again because of that faint sense of familiarity.

Whether it was Yuan Hao at first or Murong Yu later.

The most fundamental reason why she will fall in love with each other is that they are all demons.

Well, since he already knows it, why should he do more meaningless things?

Thinking of this, Qianshui sighed, raised his hand, gently rubbed the top of her hair, looked at Mo Xiyan with gentle eyes, "is what he said true? You already know it in your heart, don't you?"

"Master..." Mo Xiyan raised his head and looked at Qianshui with surprise. However, after touching the soft and tolerant eyes of the other party, his heart was warm and his nose was sour, which almost made him cry.

"How can you cry when you are so big?"

Qianshui smiled lightly, raised his hand and gently scraped her nose. "Well, since you still have questions in your heart, look for the answer on him. However, my family is so smart that it will always find the answer by itself, isn't it?"

He meant that as an outsider, he could not answer these things for her.

Since this is a problem between two people and she doesn't understand it as a party, she can only find the answer from the other party.

Mo Xiyan understood the meaning of Qianshui dialect.

He also felt his tolerance, tenderness and support for himself.

Xi Yan fairy is really happy.

You can meet a gentle man like master Qianshui and fall in love with a powerful demon.

And she was just stained with her light, so that the two men could look at her differently.

If she can, she really wants to communicate with Xi Yan fairy once.

She doesn't ask much, just hope she can teach herself how to face herself calmly.

Think about what you saw in the dreamland, Mo Xi Yan deeply felt that on the point of being frank and frank, Xi Yan fairy did much better than herself.

"Don't think too much. You miss yourself just because you think too much."

Mo Xiyan only felt a slight sink on his head, and a gentle and clear voice of Qianshui sounded in his ears.

His voice is like a thousand years of nectar, with its unique sweetness and coldness. It is like a wisp of wind drilling in from her ears, sweeping away the long-standing haze in her heart, and making her regain a clear mood.

"Master, I understand what you said, but I always feel a little... Well, I can't say it, but I don't think so fast..."

Don't cherish Yan's hesitation. She just said so. Let her say it intermittently. The whole heart of the listener is itching like a cat scratching an ant drill. It's not right.

"However, according to your own heart, you can always find the best way for you."

Qianshui gently shook his head and interrupted her words. At the same time, he pulled up her left hand and gently put it on her own right hand. In her stunned eyes, he smiled, "only you can guide you. Take your own heart to find the answer."

"Master..." don't pity Yan's eyes. Suddenly, there was an impulse to jump into his arms and cry bitterly.

Unfortunately, before she took action, there was a familiar cold evil wind behind her, which rolled her into a cold and cruel embrace.

Is it the devil?

She was tightly imprisoned by men, between strong and powerful arms, just wanted to struggle, she heard the other party's cold way, "Qianshui, Yanyan is my woman, you should understand."

The domineering and powerful man regarded her as a personal item and claimed sovereignty with Qianshui here?

Mo Xi Yan blinked and was shocked by his own thoughts.

What items? I'm not an object!

She was angry and stepped on the back of the devil's foot... Ka, she still hurt her foot without stepping.

When the heart piercing pain spread from the soles of the feet, Mo Xiyan only felt very sour and had not tasted such frustration for a long time.

Can she say, is this really worthy of the devil?

How hard are these big feet than ordinary ones?

Don't cherish Yan's desire to cry without tears, but since he found the pain, he must swallow it himself no matter how.

"Does it hurt?"

The devil picked her up with a horizontal blow, and he floated in the air and bent his knees directly. She sat on her legs, took her painful feet without scruples, kneaded them gently, and warned, "I'll use the sword next time, don't hurt myself."

The strength of his feet was very comfortable, and only a moment later he relieved Mo Xiyan's pain.

Coupled with his overbearing and gentle words, this time, don't say it doesn't hurt, even the anger in his heart just disappeared.

The onlooker Qianshui said that the amount of dog food was a little large. He needed to digest it for a while.

So he flashed and left without saying goodbye.

The demon lord praised him for his knowledge.

Mo Xiyan, who hasn't recovered yet, doesn't find his master left at all.

When she reacted, she was already on the way to the fairy temple in Luoxian valley.

"Don't worry. When fate comes, Qianshui will come back."

The devil placed the man on the steps of the main hall of the fairy temple, bowed his head and kissed the top of her hair. He said softly, "besides, you should know that the world also has its own rules. Qianshui and I can't interfere too much, can't you?"