The villain of fast time travel is paranoid

Chapter 422

The ancient maple trees swayed in the air, and a few dry maple leaves floated down from time to time.

Reach out and catch a falling maple leaf.Light, without any weight, like a feather, scratching people's hearts.

Walking towards the ancient maple tree in a somewhat complicated way, gently stroking the dry tree body with white and tender hands.A picture involuntarily flashed across his mind.

=Memory Jun=
= This is a very cute memory gentleman =
The petite girl was covered in blood, and looked at the blue sky with empty eyes.Quiet, motionless.

"What's wrong with you?" A gentle male voice rang in my ear.

The girl looked at the boy with empty, dull eyes.This is her, have you seen Xianjun?
She was dressed in a white crescent robe, with gentle eyes slightly bent, and a gentle smile, with a cold alienation under the gentle smile.The warm sunlight hit the boy's body, as if it had been coated with a layer of golden light.It's like a fairy from outside Jiutiao, floating out of the dust.

Suddenly, the girl stood up with difficulty, looked down at her blood-stained clothes, raised her head, and looked at the boy in confusion: "Who am I?"

The wind blows gently, and the maple leaves on the tree float down slowly.

"You are smoke... my smoke..."

=Closer=
=Here is the handsome ending gentleman=
"I remember that we often come here." Qingyan smiled faintly, more indifferent than before.

Mo Yan picked up an incomplete maple leaf on the ground, looked at Qingyan gently, and smiled slightly, no longer with an alienated smile, as faint as Qingyan, but extremely real: "It's... It's been a long time since I came here. "

"Indeed, since I bloodbathed that city, we seldom come here together." The corners of his lips curled up cruelly, and he looked at Mo Yan with a gentle face indifferently, with an uncertain light flickering in his beautiful eyes.

Looking at Qing Yan complicatedly, Mo Yan's handsome face showed a bit of distress: "Yan'er, do we have to do this?"

"Heh!" With a cold smile, Qingyan looked at Mo Yan mockingly, as if carelessly playing with the maple leaf in her hand.

"Yan'er..." Mo Yan was startled, looking at Qing Yan in pain, his heart felt as if he had been hit by a hammer, and it hurt very much.

"Mo Yan? Do you still need to pretend now?" Crushing the maple leaf in his hand, he looked straight at Mo Yan with indifferent eyes, a look of distress flashed in his eyes, he let go, and the broken maple leaf fell to the ground.

Mo Yan pursed his lips, and no longer looked at Qingyan, but at the old maple tree.The mild and melancholic color that lingers around is no longer there.

"Heh..." With a low laugh, Qing Yan lowered her head, acting out the sarcasm in her eyes.

"Did you know? Yan... I was already dead... at that moment... already dead... completely dead!" Qing Yan moved her footsteps, approached Mo Yan, and whispered in Mo Yan's ear.

Mo Yan's pupils shrank sharply, looking at Qingyan's indifferent eyes with some distress.Stretch out your hand, and gently caress Qing Yan's eyes.In the past, there was only his figure in these beautiful eyes. In the past, these beautiful eyes were not so deep, not so sad, as innocent and lovely as an elf.Did all of this change by yourself?

Slapping Mo Yan's hand away in disgust, Qingyan grabbed Mo Yan's collar, curled up the corners of her mouth, and whispered in Mo Yan's ear in an extraordinarily charming manner.

Letting go of Mo Yan, and slowly backing away, Qingyan fainted to the ground with the last trace of a cruel smile.

Only Mo Yan stayed where he was in shock: So, she knows everything, she knows everything...why didn't she resist?Just because, did I save you?Smoke?

"Miss, which one are you wearing today?" Qiaohong asked while eating green onion pancakes leisurely.

Qingyan rubbed her swollen temples and shook her head.What happened yesterday?
"Qiaohong, how did I come back yesterday?" Qing Yan said after pouring a cup of tea for herself, sitting opposite Qiaohong.

Qiaohong tilted her head, and approached Qingyan with a mysterious face: "Miss, guess who sent you back yesterday?"

"Hallmaster?" Qingyan raised her eyebrows, and drank the tea in her cup.

Looking at Qingyan in surprise, Qiaohong suddenly smiled: "Miss, I know! You must have pretended to be unconscious yesterday! Let the palace master send you back!"

Qingyan paused, turned her head, and suddenly felt a headache.This little girl!
Suddenly pinching Qiaohong's face and pulling it to both sides, Qingyan said in a low voice: "I haven't repaired it for a few days, is it itchy?"

"Miss! Miss! Hey... Take it easy, Qiaohong...wrong!" Qiaohong struggled to break free from Qingyan's clutches, rubbing her cheeks pitifully.Pouted: "Miss passed out yesterday, and the Palace Master brought you back!"

Staring thoughtfully at the teacup in his hand, a vague shadow flashed across his mind, but he couldn't catch it.Shaking her head depressed, Qing Yan picked up the box placed aside.

The corners of the mouth curled up slightly.Liu Yiling, I would like to see what you want to do.

=Conversion Army=
= As a serious conversion army, there is no laughing, absolutely no laughing! =
The sun slowly slides down the sky, the setting sun shines on the earth, and the orange sunlight brings a mysterious color to the night.

Qiu Ye followed Qing Yan dissatisfied, muttering: "Miss, how can you dress so simply, we are going to see the saint!"

saint!I still have girls left!The corners of his mouth twitched, Qingyan puffed his heart, he stopped, without any change on his face, and looked at Qiuye faintly.

Qiaohong picked up the robe on the table, gently put it on Qingyan, and gave Qiuye a white look: "I said it, I'm going to see the saint, not my old friend, why are you wearing so complicated? Qiuye ...Miss is not in a hurry, why are you in a hurry? Could it be..."

Qiu Ye blushed, stomped her feet, and stretched out her hand to grab Qiao Hong: "Good! You Qiao Hong, you actually made fun of me!"

"..." Speechlessly looking at the two people who were going crazy, the corners of Qingyan's mouth twitched, did she pick up two strange things through time travel?Can you say you don't know them?
"Qiuye...don't play anymore!" Qiaohong suddenly said seriously, and looked at Qingyan worriedly: "Miss, do you really want to go?"

"Why don't you go?" Trimming the wrinkles on her clothes, Qing Yan looked at the gradually setting sun outside the window with great interest.what will happen

"Qiaohong, don't worry! The saint is very good! She is gentle and not as complicated as others." Qiu Ye patted Qiaohong's shoulder as if I had come here.

Glancing at Qiuye, Qiaohong's worries grew stronger.She always feels that going this time will bring great changes in the future.

"Miss, Liu Yiling is not easy. It's better to be careful." After thinking about it for a while, Qiaohong said cautiously.

Slightly raised the corners of her lips, Qingyan looked at the sunset outside the window, with a deep meaning: "I have already agreed, and I have to face it whether I go or not? What's the difference?"

"I understand, Miss." Nodding her head, Qiaohong didn't ask any more questions, but the worry in her heart didn't decrease, and even became more intense.Why?
Turning her head, she saw Qiuye staring at herself angrily, and rolled her eyes helplessly, Qiaohong obviously found that after being with Qiuye for a long time, she rolled her eyes more often.

(End of this chapter)