Before he knew it, Mu Changfeng felt a little proud. Since he met, he has fought with Fang Zhiqiang for many rounds in the open and dark areas, and suffered countless losses.

This was his first real victory, and he successfully deceived Fang Zhiqiang with his perfect acting skills.

When he was about to walk out of the wolfberry forest, Fang Zhiran suddenly asked, "Do you have no feelings for that girl?"

Mu Changfeng stopped and turned around and stared at her, "Why did senior sister ask like this?"

Fang Zhiliang's eyes were gentle like an elder sister, and she said, "You and she had experienced life and death in Yiai Temple. She is also a very beautiful girl. She is sincere to you. Anyone is easily moved by it, right?"

Mu Changfeng suddenly wanted to laugh, tried his best to endure it, and said, "Senior Sister seems to be jealous."

"Ha..." Fang Zhiliang felt amused and crying, "You white-haired boy with a stinky breast, think I'll be jealous of you?"

Mu Changfeng felt depressed and couldn't help but touch his white hair, saying, "I'm young, not dry. You have the nerve to call me a white-haired boy. I'm thankful for whom I'm giving me white hair, you know in your heart."

Fang Zhiliang came to Mu Changfeng quietly with a serious expression and said, "I treat you two with the eyes of an elder. Xue Muyan is arrogant and domineering, and a simple mind. She is definitely not your good match."

"I have no affection for her," Mu Changfeng's expression was equally serious, and he felt an uncontrollable sense of sorrow. "You know who I am thinking in my heart. Can you stop talking to me as an elder."

Fang Zhiqiang said: "When I see you, I always think of the little child twenty-two years ago. This feeling of elders is uncontrollable. If I am still alive, I have become a relative and have children, the child will be a few years younger than you."

Mu Changfeng felt a little upset, feeling very depressed and uncomfortable. As a ghost clan, Fang Zhiqiang was eighteen years old, as delicate as a flower, and even a little childish. He always forgot that she was more than teenage years older than him.

Fang Zhiliang's tone became softer: "Sometimes, people will confuse family affection and love. When you get older and become more mature and steady, looking back at your first relationship, you will feel ridiculous and even feel unreasonable."

Mu Changfeng lowered his head and clenched his fists. The feeling of sorrow was like a surging tide, instantly submerging him.

Fang Zhiliang looked at the starry sky from afar, and his voice was distant and ethereal: "Maybe it won't take long before your destiny will appear, and you will be in harmony with you and depend on life and death. This person will not be Xue Muyan, nor will it be me. I and her are not your good match."

Mu Changfeng suddenly raised his head, his eyes burning, as if a ball of fire was burning, "Do you still have the idea of ​​being destroyed? Can you not forget Liu Chengwei?"

Fang Zhiliang felt heartbroken, but she was very calm, "My life was completely destroyed, no difference from being destroyed. Now she is still lingering in the world because of her grudges that she can't let go. Although I laugh every day, I'm actually suffering every day."

"Why are you just having such a little success?" Mu Changfeng was so angry that he gritted his teeth, and he was so angry that he couldn't be strong. "Every day, I feel embarrassed for you."

Fang Zhiqiang had a faint smile on her face, without any touch.

Mu Changfeng was even more angry and said, "If you treat yourself as an elder, can you be like an elder? You should be brave enough to muster up the courage and fight against fate. Do you understand what it means to set an example?"

Fang Zhiliang said "Yo", "I'm so angry."

Mu Changfeng grabbed Fang Zhiliang's cold wrist and gritted his teeth and said, "Fang Zhiliang, I have misread you. If you succumb to fate, you are cowardly. If you ignore your loved ones and friends, you are selfish. Uncle Fang and his senior brother died for you, and I am not worth it for them."

Fang Zhiliang seemed indifferent and said, "I admit that I am cowardly and selfish."

Mu Changfeng tried his best to crush Fang Zhiqiang's wrist and let her wake up. "You appeared in front of us as a ghost clan, which made the Grand Master and the Grand Master's uncle ignite the hope of losing and regaining it. If you want to destroy your hope with your own hands, it would be better to be scattered twenty years ago."

"I hope so too." Fang Zhiliang suddenly felt very tired, and his heart was filled with the pain caused by loss. "If I had been so devastated, my grandmother would not become a living dead to save me, my mother would not be unknown to life and death, and my father and brother would also live well in the world."

Mu Changfeng was full of apology and let go of his hand and said, "My junior brother speaks without saying anything. Senior sister, don't think so. Their tragedy is not your fault."

Fang Zhiqiang said: "When I was alive, I felt that I was the happiest person in the world. Everyone held me in my hand and loved me. Now I wish I had never received so much love. My parents, brothers and grandmother sacrificed themselves because of my love for me. I even hope that they would not end up in such a tragic way."

Looking at Fang Zhiliang's lonely and sad expression, Mu Changfeng suddenly woke up like an enlightenment, "Senior sister, you like me, right? You are afraid that you will end up in pain and deliberately push me away."

Fang Zhiliang's expression changed drastically, her face became colder and colder, and she said angrily: "Nonsense, this girl is the best in medical skills and has unparalleled talent. She once disguised as a man in high school. You don't even know how to write poetry and books, will I like you?"

Mu Changfeng smiled and said nothing, and the haze in his heart disappeared.
Chapter completed!