Fortune telling?Super accurate!

Too much, he and I are destined to be impossible.Then don't give him hope. "

Wen Heng said: "He is still interested in you, he will come to look for you as soon as he comes back." Wen Heng suddenly felt that he came to Qingdan Peak at the wrong time, if he came a day later, maybe the two of them still have a chance, now it's okay , Pei Mingyue already regarded herself as Liu Yuebai's little boy.

Wen Heng touched his face unconvinced: Is he white?Well, he is indeed white.

Liu Yuebai quietly looked at the scenery outside the window: "That's it, now I just want to take Xiaomu with me, hoping that Xiaomu can learn how to control the sword as soon as possible. When Xiaomu completes his studies and leaves Qingdan Peak, I will finish what I should do It's over."

There seemed to be a will to die in the words, Wen Heng looked at Liu Yuebai worriedly.He said to Liu Yuebai: "Don't you have any other pursuits?" Liu Yuebai smiled bitterly: "A person like me, how can there be any pursuits."

Wen Heng said: "Of course, the world is so big, there are so many unseen scenery and delicious food. There are also people who want to be with you, why don't you cherish it. What you care about is only between you and Pei Mingyue. Between the little junior sister and your leg, have you ever thought about finding out who killed your little junior sister? Have you thought about healing your leg?"

Liu Yuebai smiled sadly when he heard the words: "Why didn't I think about it. For a while, when I closed my eyes, I saw my junior sister crying and calling for me to avenge her. But we really couldn't find any clues, so we could only leave it at that Forget it. Besides my legs, there is no hope." Liu Yuebai stretched out his hand to caress his unconscious knee, with a dead silence on his face: "I'm finished."

Wen Heng smiled and said, "Fortune-telling? I'm very good at fortune-telling, do you want a divination? No money."

The author has something to say: Wen Heng whose chest was touched: Wushang, I was touched! !

Shao Ning eats melon seeds: Yo?Touched?

Consonance Eating Melon Seeds: I want to write it in the drawing book.The old man of ten thousand years was groped in the chest, and the thief who cheated on him lost his arms and legs.

Disciples: Master, stop shouting, your flesh is like the buttocks of a junior brother, it is worthless, anyone can touch it.

Wen Heng struggled again: Wushang, I was touched! !

Lian Wushang: Got it.