[Soul-suppressing colleagues know whether Wuxin Mage] God seeks

"Ding" a porcelain pot rolled from the table to the ground, breaking in two.

The fox demon Qianrao snatched the wine glass from Duan Sanlang's hand, full of distress: "Don't eat it, you won't get drunk, you have wasted this wine."

Duan Sanlang looked up at Qianrao, and asked lightly: "Are you feeling better?" What Duan Sanlang said was nonsense, and those who were treated by Xuanqing will not have any serious problems.Xuan Qing kills people but also saves them. No one can tell whether it is good or evil.Because of this, Da Song was majestic in his hands for ten years, and it was because of this that Qingyun Temple had his name standing for hundreds of years.

"I'm fine, it's you who has something to do, right?"

Duan Sanlang shook his head, pillowed on his arms, buried his face in his arms, and muttered: "I just feel a little uncomfortable..."

"Hey!" Hu Qianrao sighed deeply, "It would be great if I met you first..." Holding the wine glass tightly in his hand, he really didn't know whether he should tell him about Yue Qiluo. "Han Qinghuai..."

"Hmm..." Duan Sanlang didn't look up, but just responded.

Hu Qianrao clenched her thin lips, and said hesitantly: "Actually... If you want to make it clear to her, why don't you go directly to her?"

Duan Sanlang shook his head, complaining to himself: "She blames me in her heart, she won't want to hear my explanation."

Qianrao suddenly covered his hand and shouted, "Han Qinghuai, look up!"

Duan Sanlang was startled by her sudden voice, and raised his head for unknown reasons, and saw Qianrao suddenly turned around him and grabbed his hands tightly: "Han Qinghuai, look at me, tell me How can I be inferior to Yue Qiluo, can't you look back at me?"

Duan Sanlang blinked, being startled by Qianrao.For a long time, he has regarded survival as the top priority, where has he paid attention to the thoughts of the people around him?

"Qianrao, you..."

Hu Qianrao was stunned for a moment, and suddenly didn't want to know Duan Sanlang's answer.He let go of his hand abruptly, stood up, and walked towards the door.Waiting for the entrance, he finally couldn't hold back: "Yue Qiluo is now imprisoned in a secret room by the lord, you go, she needs you..."

"What!" Duan Sanlang was startled for a moment, reacted and rushed out towards the door, stopped when passing by Hu Qianrao, and said in an extremely small voice: "Thank you."

Qianrao murmured towards Duan Sanlang's leaving direction: "What I want is not this sentence...why don't you understand?" Qianrao leaned on the door and laughed at herself: "Maybe it's not that you don't understand, I just pretend not to understand. So many men cry and laugh for me, but in the end my sweetheart doesn’t want to look at me, heh!”

"Hu Qianrao, you are so stupid!"

The door of the stone room was reopened, Yue Qiluo didn't even bother to look up, thinking who else could there be besides Xuanqing?

"Qiluo..." Yue Qiluo's blood-drenched appearance really hurt Duan Sanlang's eyes, and his hands and feet trembled uncontrollably.

Yue Qiluo's heart suddenly shrank, she raised her eyelids, and saw Duan Sanlang standing in front of the door with such a sad expression, but she didn't know what to say.She did hurt him, but if she was asked to apologize, she wouldn't be able to open her mouth.

"What are you doing here? Are you watching my joke?"

"Qi Luo, why are you like this?"

Yue Qiluo closed her eyes, "You should ask your good master!"

Duan Sanlang strode forward, wanting to lick the blood-stained iron hook from Yue Qiluo's back, but as soon as he moved, Yue Qiluo felt the pain so much that she was almost out of her body, and the inexplicable voice in her head came again. It rang, but she couldn't hear what she said, and the pain in her head and wound made her crumbling.

"Don't move! I, I hurt so much..."

Duan Sanlang stopped his movements, seeing that the blood scab on the wound was torn off again, his heart ached so badly, he wished he could go and suffer for Yue Qiluo. "What should I do... Don't you have great abilities, why are you so weak now!"

Yue Qiluo opened her eyes and looked at the handsome young man in the past, because she was tortured like a ghost or a ghost. "Saburo... I'm sorry..."

Duan Sanlang froze for a moment, met Yue Qiluo's eyes, "You, you know?"

Yue Qiluo lowered her head, full of guilt: "I met asparagus, she told me everything...I'm sorry, I don't know..."

"It's good that you know," Duan Sanlang sighed with relief, "Anyway, I didn't blame you."

"You really should hate me, me, why am I so cruel?" Yue Qiluo's voice was a little choked up, the love that was so many years ago was finally destroyed in her own hands.

"Maybe this is fate, you and I are both involuntary." Duan Sanlang turned his back, "Qi Luo, do you know that I really, really hated you, even if you trusted me a little more, Will we not end up like this?"

"But I don't regret my original decision at all. If I do it all over again, I will still choose to lie to you once."

"why?"

Duan Sanlang's eyes were moist, he smiled, and said: "Because this way you can live a good life, you don't have to suffer with me, even if my price is death..."

"You clearly know that I don't like this kind of life, and I desperately want to be with you, but you still want to push me out, right?" A teardrop slipped across Yue Qiluo's face, fell on the round platform in an instant, and disappeared. clean.

"That's because I can't give you what you want. If I were Han Qinghuai, if I had a prominent family background, I would definitely not push you away. But at that time, I was just Duan Sanlang, a poor scholar who couldn't get on the stage... ..."

Duan Sanlang clenched his fists, turned around and took a big step towards Yue Qiluo, "Yes, I am Han Qinghuai now, and I can take good care of you. Qiluo, if you want, let's leave here and forget about all the unhappy things Now, we can continue to live our lives, I will give you everything you want, as long as you say a word, as long as you say a word..."

His voice became smaller and smaller, Yue Qiluo looked at him fixedly, without saying a word.It took a long time for Duan Sanlang to accept the reality, and Yue Qiluo was definitely unwilling.

"That's right, you're already married, what am I talking about?" Taking a big step back, she raised her head and sighed, "Why are you already married when I'm ready?"

"I'm sorry..." Unlocking the knot in her heart, her heart suddenly calmed down a lot, "The past is the past, let it go." The iron hook in the palm of her hand was pulled, and she gasped in pain.

He opened his mouth and said softly: "I can't use my strength...Sanlang, you can talk to me, maybe I can feel better." Then he chuckled lightly, which also had some comforting meaning: "Maybe I can open my mind and find a way out of my troubles." What's the way!"

Yes, it's time to let go. "You..." Duan Sanlang, who had adjusted his mood, didn't appreciate it at all, and said bluntly: "You have always been stupid, how can you do anything?"

"Hey you... hiss..." Yue Qiluo wanted to retort, but the wound was touched again, so she had no choice but to smile: "You really haven't changed at all, you have never ignored my jokes, and you will always be so serious."

Duan Sanlang looked directly at her, "You have changed a lot, and you have developed a lot of humanity."

Yue Qiluo smiled warmly: "That's because I met a lot of people who can change me, making me feel that I am no longer alone... If I have a chance, I really want to show you another world, there is no conspiracy, no dispute , it's really different."

Looking at the girl who was trapped in the swamp but her eyes were full of stars, Duan Sanlang suddenly felt as if she had passed away, neither sour nor bitter, but very calm: "Qi Heng is so lucky to have met the best you."

"He made me better!" Yue Qiluo almost blurted out without thinking, "You don't know how good my husband is!"

Duan Sanlang pulled the corner of his mouth, and said with a light smile: "Do you think it's really appropriate to say this in front of me?"

"I'm really amazing. I can still joke with you in such a situation. I never thought that one day we could be peaceful like old friends..."

Duan Sanlang took a deep breath, after this pass, he suddenly felt that he was not so attached to Yue Qiluo's right or wrong. "I didn't think about it either."

Yue Qiluo's heart calmed down a lot, and suddenly she thought of Xuan Qing again, and the mood that had finally calmed down was disturbed again, and she asked, "Why do you consider him the master?"

Duan Sanlang was neither sad nor happy, and replied: "It is he who pulled my soul back from hell, taught me skills, and arranged a new identity for me. The price is that I must regard him as the master and do things for him. "

"Are you willing?"

"There's nothing unwilling, after all, I want to live. If I don't ask him, I'm afraid I'm going to die long ago."

"But... do you know how many people he killed?"

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