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The answer is of course no, Ji Wushen is not a fool. Lewen Novels|

"No, if you really think that my breakthrough is so fast because of my skills, I can actually give you a reasonable explanation." Thinking that she would have to leave anyway, Ji Wushen naturally didn't mind that Feng Qingchen loved her. Still hate it.

Sure enough, when he said this, a trace of disappointment flashed in Feng Qingchen's eyes.

Then there was more indifference.

Yes, when he looked at Ji Wushen, there was no warmth in his eyes, it was indifference.

It was as if the person in front of him was no longer the person who had been with him for hundreds of years, but a stranger.

Not even strangers, after all, Feng Qingchen always looked calm when facing strangers.

"Explain." Feng Qingchen said coldly.

Ji Wushen chuckled and didn't care about how he felt now.

But because of this, she also understood.

Feng Qingchen would never do anything to her, at least not while she was still in the Luoying Sect. As for whether it will happen after I leave, I don’t know. Even if he could, he wouldn't come forward on his own.

Since you asked sincerely, I will tell you with great mercy.

"Let's accumulate a lot of experience. You may not believe it. In fact, every time I wait for you to make a breakthrough before I make a breakthrough. It's not because I'm not qualified, but because I'm afraid that you will feel inferior." It's not hurtful to say this. People have self-esteem.

If Feng Qingchen really had a glass heart, he would be shocked every time.

However, he is not someone who cannot withstand blows. In fact, he didn't really feel anything about this. After all, every time he broke through, Ji Wushen broke through right after him. If it wasn't intentional, he wouldn't believe it at all.

It's just that Ji Wushen said this clearly. Feng Qingchen's feelings for Ji Wushen gradually began to deteriorate. It's not as strong as before, but has something a bit more in it.

Have hatred? Of course there is.

But this hatred would not make him take action against her.

Maybe it was a complaint, because she was unwilling to tell him that she had obtained the technique. I blame her for saying such straightforward words so honestly, I blame her for withdrawing her feelings for him without saying a word... Yes, I blame her.

"Haha, that's it." Feng Qingchen suddenly laughed out loud, knowing that although it was tactful, there was a sense of sadness in his tone.

If others heard this, they would naturally sympathize with him, especially those who originally admired him, and they would definitely want to tear Ji Wushen into pieces. However, at this time, Ji Wushen was really indifferent.

As long as she thought of the man standing with his hands behind his back under the thunder, the hatred in her heart would fill her entire sea of ​​consciousness boundlessly.

This was a knot that she had to untie.

Ji Wushen didn't speak anymore. After Feng Qingchen finished laughing, he took a deep breath, looked seriously into Ji Wushen's eyes, and then asked seriously:

"Are you really so heartless towards me?"

Damn it, God Ji Wu was almost speechless.

Wasn't her performance obvious enough?

Or is this Feng Qingchen a masochist? She stood a little stunned, looking at Feng Qingchen, not understanding what she meant by asking.

Did he think that the two of them could go back to the past after things were like this?

Not to mention that she was still the same person as before, even if she knew that Feng Qingchen had deliberately concealed it from her, she would still have some grudges in her heart, let alone now.

"Are you heartless?" Ji Wushen repeated his cultural sentence.

Suddenly, a picture flashed into my mind again.

This picture immediately changed her expression. In the picture, Feng Qingchen's sword pierced the woman's heart, and her face was covered with blood. Thunderclouds rolled overhead, and the woman shouted for bright red blood.

That woman, that woman is actually herself...

Thinking of this, Ji Wushen couldn't help but laugh.

Is this an omen?

If Feng Qingchen gets the [Tai Shang Forgetting Records], is this an omen? Will he die in his hands from now on?

Then, Ji Wushen looked deeply at Feng Qingchen. I can't let it go even with just a few exercises, and even become obsessed with it. Even if one obtains [Tai Shang's Forgetful Love Record], he or she may not be able to understand its most fundamental meaning, so this omen may very well turn out to be true.

Ji Wushen stopped laughing and instantly became as cold as ice.

"Aren't you the heartless person?" After saying that, Ji Wushen once again lowered his gaze to the top of his head.

He said quietly again:

"The hosta stays, you can go."

These words immediately made Feng Qingchen collapse.

really……

Have you still reached this point?

He was silent for a while, then slowly took off the white jade hairpin from his head without looking at the hairpin. However, the long hair like ink suddenly poured down from the top of his head, and the long hair swayed slightly, seeming to be able to taste the fresh smell of the hair.

However, God Ji Wu never looked at him again. Feng Qingchen placed the hosta on the stone table and looked at God Ji Wu intently, with neither sadness nor joy in his eyes. It was as if he had suddenly turned into a puppet, and his whole person was lifeless.

puff……

Just when Ji Wushen was about to get the hosta, he felt a bloody aura coming towards his face. Then her hand was suddenly stained with a few drops of bright red blood. The blood seemed to be tinged with heat, making her hand feel inexplicably uncomfortable.

Even the white jade hairpin was stained with blood stains.

Ji Wushen frowned slightly, and when he looked at Feng Qingchen, he saw a sudden burst of affection in his eyes, and then the affection gradually dissipated.

At the same time, Ji Wushen's eyebrows jumped, and the hair on his head slowly turned white, slowly spreading from the hair to the end. Along with the dissipation of affection in his eyes, his hair also turned gray.

Soon, the long ink-like hair turned into snow-white.

Feng Qingchen finally lowered his eyelids, turned around, straightened his back and walked step by step towards the courtyard.

Ji Wushen looked at his back quietly at this time, feeling that a mountain seemed to be pressing heavily on his heart, and there was a feeling that a mountain rain was about to come.

Holding the white jade hairpin, his hand suddenly tightened.

The blood on the hosta was not noticed even when she pinched it into her hand.

When the courtyard door finally closed, God Ji Wu suddenly came over.

Closing his eyes, the two ominous pictures in his mind dissipated piece by piece like broken glass.

When he opened his eyes again, Ji Wushen's eyes were a little dim. How could he actually do this?

Ji Wushen was actually a little unbelievable. He did not expect that this technique would have such a profound impact on Feng Qingchen.

It was so deep that he actually pulled out his own love, so what method did he want to use to obtain [The Forgotten Love Record of the Supreme Being]?

Feng Qingchen, who had extracted his love, would probably never show mercy to him again. In other words, she still had some affection for him before. Although this is not a weakness, it will still restrain him.

However, now that he has no affection for anyone, he can no longer contain him.

Ji Wushen frowned. Although the omen had been shattered, what she needed to pay attention to next was how Feng Qingchen would fight back.