Duanmu Huichun said: "Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Why am I unhappy?"

Ji Miaohua said, "If I kissed and saved someone who was a little ugly than me, I would definitely be unhappy."

Duanmu Huichun looked at him speechlessly. His words were all pun intended to be jealous and also to Ji Qinglan be a little ugly than him. However, this pun intended for him was inexplicable. He said, "Actually, I think Mr. Ji Qinglan is handsome and handsome, and a hero among people."

Ji Miaohua pouted, "I'm still unhappy."

Duanmu Huichun coughed dryly and had to change the topic again: "Since you and Ji Qinglan are old, why don't you take him to the Yingfeng, but instead bring the Holy Moon Sect?" If he hadn't brought Ji Qinglan to the Holy Moon Sect, Ji Qinglan would not have instigated Xinha to deal with the Demon Sect, and he would not have been wandered to the Western Qiang.

A sudden flash of inspiration in his mind. The Demon Sect, the Snow-Yi Marquis Mansion, and the Huihuang Sect have now been connected. Could it be that the old Marquis or... Ji Huihuang who hunted Ji Qinglan back then?!

This makes sense. The emperor wants to deal with the Demon Sect, and Ji Qinglan fights the tiger across the mountain, and both sides take their own needs.

Ji Miaohua said: "Because he is not a kiss."

His voice was soft and soft, and Duanmu Huichun felt a numbness in his heart. "Don't you admire Senior Ji Wuchang? Although I have never seen Senior Ji Wuchang himself, I look at this painting and look at it, but I think I am 70% similar to Ji Qinglan. I should take him up the mountain."

Ji Miaohua looked stunned and said, "Admiration?"

Duanmu Huichun then realized that he blurted out what he thought without knowing it and said embarrassedly: "In fact, everyone will inevitably have a dream lover. It is normal for people to admire such an outstanding person as Senior Ji Wuchang."

Ji Miaohua's face turned red, her lips moved, as if she wanted to say something and then she endured it back. After a while, she whispered: "There is only one I admire who I have never been to kiss."

Duanmu Huichun turned around and looked elsewhere.

Ji Miaohua's voice suddenly became cold, "I just said that everyone can't help but have a dream lover. Who is the dream lover who kisses?"

Duanmu Huichun secretly said that before Qixia Villa fell, he was busy dealing with the Lanyan League and establishing the prestige of Qixia Villa. After Qixia Villa fell, he was calm and focused on making achievements and staying in the world. How could he have time to think about the long-lasting love of his children?

Seeing that he didn't answer for a long time, Ji Miaohua looked even more dissatisfied, "Is it the Ming Zun you mentioned?"

Duanmu Huichun was stunned, "How could you think of Mingzun?"

Ji Miaohua looked at him steadily, and the anger suddenly turned into grievance in her eyes and said, "When you mentioned him that day, I saw that your expression was strange and your eyes were full of gentleness. Now it seems that it is indeed not bad."

Duanmu Huichun was about to deny it, but then she thought that maybe this was a good time to get rid of his entanglement, so she quickly lowered her head and sighed. Not admitting or denying at this time is a default.

The room suddenly became silent.

For a moment, no one made a sound.

I don’t know how long it took, but Duanmu Huichun’s neck was so sore that she couldn’t help but want ^56 Library, so she heard Ji Miaohua say, “Gutaka should send dinner, I’ll pick it up.”

Duanmu Huichun looked up when she heard this, but only saw his lonely and lonely back.

He should have...give up?

Duanmu Huichun stood there for a while and couldn't help but walk out. She happened to see the white clothes slowly disappearing on the mountain road.

In the evening, the mountain wind is bleak.

The sunset slowly drags the warmth to the west, leaving all living things in the boundless darkness.

He realized that he felt a little unbearable.

Holding the railing with one hand, Duanmu Huichun tried hard to suppress this emotion that shouldn't have appeared little by little. Even though Ji Miaohua had helped him several times in the Holy Moon Sect, even though he never treated him badly, even though Jueying Peak is indeed an independent paradise, even though...

My fingers holding the railing suddenly tightened.

He looked down at his hand, slowly letting go, the bamboo pole cracked, revealing his empty heart.

Hollow, hollow.

He should have been hollow.

When Ji Miaohua came back, Duanmu had already recovered.

He saw him coming empty-handed and raised his eyebrows, "Gutaka is still in the future?"

Ji Miaohua nodded and shook her head, "Gutaka didn't come, but someone else came."

other people?

Duanmu Huichun saw that he was hesitant, and her heart pounded, and she blurted out: "Demon Cult?"

Ji Miaohua's lips collapsed and she said, "No, it's Qinglan who kissed his two girls."

"Oh." Duanmu couldn't hide his disappointment when he recovered from the spring.

Ji Miaohua said: "If you don't want to see each other, we will stay here and never go anywhere."

Duanmu Huichun heard him use the word "南" and frowned and said, "Are they guarding the opposite mountain?"

Ji Miaohua nodded.

Duanmu Huichun said in confusion: "Why don't you see him?" He didn't say that he knew the origin of the previous generation of the two of them now. Even if he didn't know, the scene where Ji Miaohua got along with Ji Qinglan at the beginning would not look like he would keep Ji Qinglan out.

Ji Miaohua looked at him, her eyes full of accusations, "You said he is handsome and handsome, and a handsome man among men."

"..." Duanmu Huichun said, "I still see you. I don't want to eat fish every time." Moreover, he was very curious about Ji Qinglan's purpose.
Chapter completed!