"Naughty! If you are so proud, your senior brother will be depressed again." Xiling Mohe smiled and stretched out and pinched her face, "It's great."

"What's so good?"

"It's great to be able to touch you in real life." Xiling Mohedao, "I thought you would be furious if you meet..."

"Well, I actually want to slap you in the face, but it's not easy to deal with you with a mask, so I'll leave it until next time." Han Zhou sighed, "What's more, this is someone else's body, and it's not easy to explain if it's broken."

"Okay, I'll give you enough next time." Xiling Mohe hugged her in his arms, "You slapped your left face, and I handed over my right face. As long as you are happy, you can hit her no matter how you hit her."

"How could you give your face up to someone like this?" Han couldn't help but laugh and cry.

"Because I did something wrong, I should hit him." He held her hand, stared at her little face, and whispered, "Son, I'm sorry."

Han also looked at him quietly, and then asked for a moment: "I'm sorry?"

"I'm sorry, there are many places..." Xiling Mo River, "What was born on Huangquan Road? You... don't remember?"

"I don't remember it, but it doesn't matter. Ahe, over the years of practice, I have learned a lot of things and put down a lot of things." Han Saran smiled, "It's fine for mortals. People who practice immortals have a lifespan of thousands of years. If everything is so depressed, how can we continue to go on this road? Only when the thoughts are clear will the road be smooth. What should we think of will naturally think of it when the time comes. If you can never remember it, then it is like this. Why should we be obsessed with it?"

Han said this, but Xiling Mohe didn't know how to respond for a while.

"So, don't you want to ask me?" He remembered the conversations between him and her with Changkong's identity that night in Shuzhou and Tianma Town.

"It was there before, but later... I felt that it didn't matter whether I asked or not." Han replied that when she was at the bottom of the Bihuan Lake half a year ago, she really understood it thoroughly, so she let it go.

The cold moon in Xiling is cold, but the cold is no longer the cold moon in Xiling.

He followed her to Jiuzhou, and the fate between them was not broken, so she was willing to continue this fate.

But the other things are not that important. Sometimes, memories of the previous life are even like a dream, and they are fashionable and moved by it, but even when they wake up, even if they remember the contents of the dream, the joys and sorrows gradually fade away.

So even the answer I had been persistent in wanting before became irrelevant.

"Do you really not ask anything?" For some reason, Xiling Mohe felt a little aggrieved. He was worried for a long time, hesitated and nervous for a long time, and finally plucked up the courage to see her, confessed to her, but she didn't care about anything...

It felt like a punch hitting the cotton, a knife slashing the water flow, and a kick into the air...

Although he was blocked by a mask, Han understood his emotions just because of this tone and eyes. It was precisely because of this that she felt speechless.

She said, "How come you have lived for decades, but you are as naive and bored as you were in your twenties?"

Xiling Mohe felt even more aggrieved: "You obviously thought I was mature and steady back then..."

Han pondered for a moment: "I remember what I said back then was, 'You are the scheming person'."

The newly learned poison tongue skills by Han Xianzi Tianyushan in ten years are profound and professional.

"..." His Royal Highness the Crown Prince gradually tends to give up on himself after being heartbroken. "I am only less than twenty years old now, what's wrong with being a little childish?"

Yes, you're still a baby!

Han was finally defeated by someone licking his old face and pretending to be tender. He looked up helplessly at the moon in the sky, and then looked at him: "Why, why don't I ask?"

"Okay." He nodded solemnly.

"Why did I hurt me because of my power? Later, why did I go to the underworld with me?" Han whispered, "A lot of things I had actually understood before that explosion, and in the end I couldn't forget them, probably these two questions were left."

"Since I've asked, I'll answer seriously." Xiling Mo River Channel.

"Yeah." Han nodded very casually. This person obviously wanted to say it, but he insisted on asking it through her. Are you afraid that it would be embarrassing to explain it yourself or what?

The eldest brother is right, mortal formalism kills people...

Xiling Mohe didn't care about her attitude, and held her hand and continued to walk, speaking as she walked: "I never thought of hurting you because of power. I have no evidence to prove myself, but that child back then was indeed not something that made me move."

Han said: "This matter is nothing more. So what if it is you? If you really prove that it is not you, would you want me to hate my father for decades?"

Xiling Mohe is silent.

"It goes without saying more about how you and my father came to the end of life and death. I couldn't see clearly in the game back then. If I had been outside the game for more than ten years, you wouldn't be the one I knew."

"Yes, the ancestors have made such a deep plan." Xiling Mohe sighed, "He wanted this family to get rid of the old and welcome the new, but due to the position of God, he could not do it himself, so he used all of us as chess pieces. What's ridiculous is that when we were in the game, no one saw all this clearly, step by step."

I used to deprive you of your martial arts and imprison you by my side. I told myself that I was afraid that after you left, I contacted other families with indifferent friends with Xiling, which caused family turmoil. But in fact, how could I not understand you?

You are the young master of the Xiling family. Even if there is hatred, how can you do something that will cause the family to fall apart? In fact, I am just selfish. I dare not let you go, and I don’t want to let you go. I am afraid that once you leave, maybe you will not see you again, maybe you will meet with you, but you will not feel any warmth anymore, so I will keep you by my side.

I heard from my ancestors that if a practitioner has damaged his dantian, he can recover. I have spent a lot of effort to find materials to restore the dantian, and I am looking forward to it delusionally. After the battle is over, I will seek a future with you.

Until later, when I saw your hatred and despair, and when I saw your determination, I knew that there would be no future between us.

But I have never given up on restoring your dantian for you. I have hurt you too deeply and cannot ruin your path to practice anymore.

I never gave up in the years you left.
Chapter completed!