But at this moment, as if the closer to the destination, the color of the crabapple butterfly became stronger and stronger. The butterfly seemed to be faintly transparent, like a flowing crystal ball, there was something strange...

To be honest, if the Butterfly hadn't been approaching blood red at this moment, Mo Qingcheng would still be invisible...

At this moment, Mo Qingcheng suddenly wondered whether Feng Lishang was not dead... He had just entered a misunderstanding...

Maybe the man left with a smile in front of him, and then disappeared, so Mo Qingcheng ignored Feng Lishang's disappearance of inconsistent with common sense, and then firmly believed that the man died and died in front of him...

To be honest, she knew her temperament very well. Although she looked heartless on weekdays, she smiled happily, and she only had clothes. Even if she was as precious as her, it would not be too much for her to go with him...

But she was still not dead, just like when she heard Lie Ruge's confession, she was still not dead...

Mo Qingcheng is a fool. He seems to be unable to die for his relationship, but on the cliff of half a lifetime that day, he really had the determination to die...

Abyss, broken into pieces, even if you are dizzy, it takes courage...

Therefore, the pain given by Feng Lishang was only a lot more than that at that time, but even though the pain was so suffocating, Mo Qingcheng was still stubborn and refused to cry...

The reason, Mo Qingcheng is generally clear, because he stubbornly believes, or he may be willing to deceive himself, and always feels that the person will not die... he will not leave her alone...

At this moment, Mo Qingcheng's absent-minded appearance fell into Yuchi Shengxiao's eyes, and then, a strange feeling arose in Yuchi Shengxiao's eyes... If you cherish, if you are obsessed, you seem to be about to develop an obsession...

Piaomiao Peak has only a few strokes in the ancient books of Yuan Dynasty, saying: "The most infatuated thing is the heart of a goddess, not as good as Piaomiao and nameless hatred, love ends, originates from the pain of the world, goes through the pain of separation, and gets the tears of the world, and can only reach it..."

"The purple pendant cries and blood, and the foolish people are in love with a smile. They meet like strangers, but never meet with strangers..."

"The road to rebirth, the bridge of Naihe, the blue sky of the yellow spring, the obsession in the past life, the cause and effect in this life..."

Ambiguous, as if telling someone's story, without emotion, as if watching someone's life... In the world, fate may have quietly run by some unconscious time...

Can't deviate, but it goes against the rules...

When Mo Qingcheng got off the carriage, he first stared at the snow-white horse beside Yuchi Yan for a moment, and the smile at the corner of his mouth changed from bright to dull. If he fell into some thoughts, he could not extricate himself for a long time, and then he finally woke up...

When Mo Qingcheng raised his head, he was only a little helpless by the scenery in front of him. The peak that was so high that it could not be seen was as steep as if it was chopped by an axe, and then penetrated straight into the clouds, hidden in the thick fog in the air...

In Mo Qingcheng's words, it is - although tmd is quite artistic, but how can you climb so high...

So, Mo Qingcheng immediately interpreted the words in his words and words to the fullest... After sighing, he acted as a poem, and then shook his head and sighed.

"High! It's so tmd high..." After saying that, he disappeared, ignored the two people behind him, and began to walk towards the stone steps beside him with his hands covered his hands...

Yuchi Yan and Yuchi Shengxiao, who were waiting for Mo Qingcheng to be very excited, looked at each other and finally found their thoughts... and then they were a little funny and took dry food and clothes from the carriage and followed them...

At first, this mountain was quite normal, no different from the famous mountain that Mo Qingcheng climbed in his previous life...

As soon as Mo Qingcheng was climbing higher and higher, he became more and more shocked. In the end, he could only be amazed at the magical skills of the mountain in his heart...

The shade of green willows is not beautiful, the blooming of flowers is not a wonder, the falling autumn leaves are not a desolate, and the flying white snow is not a romantic. But if you go along the way and experience these four climates in turn, it will definitely feel very fucked...

It’s neither to take off clothes nor to wear them, it’s neither hot nor cold to moan…

But Mo Qingcheng is still a lazy person who is too lazy to get cramps. He has gone up and has no idea of ​​going down the mountain halfway to prepare...

So the group of three began to climb the mountain panting...

In Mo Qingcheng's opinion, this mountain is really painful. At first, there were stone steps to find, but later, I don't know if the designer was sick or the funds were insufficient, so it was so natural. Not to mention the steps, it was difficult to find a place where you could get your feet...

I had to be in the shape of a step in this mountain, and I could ease it for a while with each climb...

But Mo Qingcheng looked at the huge mountainside with a visibility of less than five meters above his head, and his mouth twitched for a moment and felt a little impatient...

Since Yuchi Yan hit the mountain, he stopped talking. Mo Qingcheng was unhappy and did not like to speak much, so even Yuchi Shengxiao was silent...

But that night, Mo Qingcheng seemed to be leaning against a wild mulberry tree to roast a rabbit. The layer they are staying at is autumn, neither hot nor cold, just...

It's been a week since Mo Qingcheng felt like he was standing at the tip of the iceberg. He couldn't help it and asked.

"I said Yuchiyan, how long does it take to climb..."

Seeing that Mo Qingcheng finally spoke, Yuchi Yan looked at Mo Qingcheng strangely for a moment, and then lowered his head to consider the problem. He seemed to have been struggling for a long time, then raised his head in a dilemma. The words he said made Mo Qingcheng feel the urge to be like to be ashamed of others...

Yuchiyan said: "I don't know either..."

Mo Qingcheng was so angry that he saw Yuchi Shengxiao next to him sneering, and suddenly he felt a little irritable. He was angry and glared at Yuchi Shengxiao with an irritable face and roared.

"Smile..." A sentence frozen Yuchi Shengxiao's laughter in the middle of the night. For a moment, it was so stiff that it hurts...

Yuchi Shengxiao is a young lady after all. She used to being domineering in Mo Mansion. Therefore, even if she transforms, even if she changes, she only has some emotions, but she will always be deeply rooted...

Yuchi Shengxiao used to be very fond of face, but now he loves it... Yuchi Shengxiao used to be with Mo Qingcheng, so now, even with that emotion, he is not far away from discarding his dignity... He is blushing with his face, and it is not angry, and it is not angry...

To be honest, if you meet a shameless person like Mo Qingcheng, you don’t burn the incense well, because Mo Qingcheng’s belief is that I use your face as an insole. So, except for the needle hole, you should try to step on my insole as much as possible, and don’t show mercy…
Chapter completed!