The next moment, I saw that Mo Qingcheng's amethyst jade pendant, which had been studied in the plum blossom building for a long time but had no reaction, suddenly had a soft luster...

In the light and darkness, all the mist was miraculously dispersed...

Suddenly, the clouds cleared and the mist dissipated...

Then, Mo Qingcheng caught a glimpse of the beautifying color she had been thinking about day and night, and stood there in a daze...

Even if I spend my whole life, Mo Qingcheng cannot express that perception...

Feng Lishang lay there quietly, like a sleeping beauty in a familiar fairy tale, her long and dense eyelashes curled up a face as before, and she was still thrillingly beautiful...

Mo Qingcheng almost didn't dare to blink, and just widened his eyes, staring blankly at Feng Lishang not far away, afraid that the scene in front of him would be like a mirage, fleeting in a flash...

She didn't want to know what was wrong with this, she didn't want to pursue the cause and effect of the matter. At this moment, she only knew that her clothes were right in front of her...

Mo Qingcheng was like a heroic knight, with no thorns in front of him. Every time he took a step, he almost consumed his whole life of courage...

She wanted to come forward with a smile. Even if it was just a dream, she wanted to go to see her shangs with a smile...

The butterfly of the color of the Tang color has been hovering, but he has never wanted to leave. He only followed Mo Qingcheng, not far or near...

Yuchiyan was very considerate. From the man's eyes, he knew that the person lying in the snow and ice was definitely not casual, and even so important that it was irreplaceable...

Are you envious, jealous... At this moment, it is probably useless... Yuchi Yan shook his head with a faint smile, but he didn't follow... He just stood aside and looked at the woman's fair face, and smiled brightly. There was a shallow smile between his eyebrows and eyes... Even with a little loneliness, it was really beautiful...

Mo Qingcheng walked very slowly, and every step was very pious. Every step closer to the ice coffin, it seemed like he was one step closer to the happiness of this life...

Just happiness, like a butterfly with wings forever, once you get close, you will play hide-and-seek with you...

So, when Mo Qingcheng reached out to lift the ice coffin lid, he saw that Yuchiyan's pupils tightened. In the blink of an eye, Mo Qingcheng felt like he fell into a warm embrace, and then, he rotated nearly 180 degrees...

When Mo Qingcheng raised his head, he only saw the clean cheeks that were placed in front of him. The face belonged to Yuchi Yan. At this moment, there was still a faint smile on Yuchi Yan's handsome cheek, very warm and heartwarming, but for some reason, Mo Qingcheng always felt that it was a little whiter than usual, but it didn't matter, it didn't affect the level of this person's view at all...

Before Mo Qingcheng could speak, he saw Yuchi Yan suddenly enlarge the smile on his lips. The smile was very dazzling, more dazzling than every smile in the past. So at this moment, Mo Qingcheng almost fainted. The man's fingers were a little cold, and he used to scratch Mo Qingcheng's nose with a doting look on his face, and then said softly with a funny face.

"Rareless..."

Mo Qingcheng always felt an indescribable feeling, a little uneasy, but he couldn't tell why, so he almost punched the man on the shoulder without much force...

However, Yuchiyan's body shook... and the color on his face turned white again...

Mo Qingcheng was panicked, and then he remembered whether he looked down and looked for it...

So, there was almost no suspense. I saw the blood that kept gushing out of Zi Yuchiyan's abdomen, and the tip of the knife that had already revealed half an inch of cold light... with blood condensed, shocking...

That was the dagger that should have been inserted into her body, but why at this moment, the bleeding person was replaced by Yuchi Yan...

In fact, the wound is not fatal. As long as it is, when it is seen from Mo Qingcheng, the blood everywhere in the wound has condensed into ice at a strange speed, bright red and still expanding...

Mo Qingcheng was panicked and was busy looking for fire to make a fire, but he was only pressed by Yuchiyan's increasingly cold fingers, watching the man's life disappear in a slight way... he could do nothing...

Because Yuchiyan was begging her, looking at her with a begging look. How could anyone refuse such a gentle man?

Perhaps because of death, Mo Qingcheng always felt that this person's always shallow smile, at this moment, seemed to be a little lighter than before, but for some reason, he always felt that the strange emotions in the shallowness were dazzling, but contradictory, gentle and quiet, and almost ethereal...

So Mo Qingcheng squatted down and let the man bury his face between his neck. Then he heard the man's gentle voice, which was a little dull, but still very nice. Yuchi Yan said word by word.

"If it weren't for Chu Ge, you would have looked at me for a moment..."

"If it weren't for that person, you would have tried to love me..."

"Qing'er, what Chu Ge owes you, I finally... paid it back..." Then, there was a long silence... So, the man's shallow breathing was gone...

At this moment, Mo Qingcheng was stunned as if a fool... he couldn't cry, but he couldn't laugh...

She guessed that when this person closed his eyes, he must have smiled...

But Yuchiyan, that's not your debt, but why do you want to pay it off with your life...

But Yuchiyan, I haven’t had time to tell you that after I got down the mountain, I will go back to "fireworks at that time" together...

Mo Qingcheng pursed his teeth and hugged Yu Chiyan's arm and kept trembling. He almost bit his entire lips until it was bloody and blurred. Finally, he buried his head in Yu Chiyan's already cooled arms. He was like a small beast, sobbing in a low voice...

That was the pain of the whole life. At this moment, it turned into a flood and came out in full bloom... Crystal tears fell down her fair cheeks... dripping onto Yuchi Yanyue's white long gown, and tears came out...

When Mo Qingcheng looked up again, he had already recovered his initial calmness. He stood up and lifted the lid of the coffin. The crystal clearness hanging on his eyelashes was flashing so transparently...

The agency, Yuchiyan took his life to remove her... Then, she really wanted to see what else was waiting for her...

When Mo Qingcheng opened the thick ice coffin with a sneer, the teardrop that kept flashing on his eyelashes finally compromised with gravity and fell down simply, and then dripped between Feng Lishang's lips...
Chapter completed!