- But I like you. Jialan, I don't want to call you Uncle, I don't want you to treat me as just a child.

She choked up and said: "I know I'm not worthy, I don't deserve to let you cherish what I gave you, you're right, this purse is yours, you can give it to whoever you want, and it has nothing to do with me from now on!" With that, Hua Sheng threw the purse to the ground, and she turned to Mu Zisu with tears in her eyes and said, "Master, let's go." ”

Mu Zisu glanced at Jialan, who was still cynical, and then took Hua Sheng's hand and led her out of the Shadowless Palace.

On the way, Hua Sheng smiled, "Master Mu, he is really as ruthless and unrighteous as rumored...... It's my own passion...... I thought, I thought ......"

Mu Zisu was silent and only sighed. She knew there were things she couldn't say. But she really wants to tell her, no, Jialan is sincere to you. He just doesn't want to bother you anymore, he's in that position, he's already disqualified from love, and he wants to push you out, so you're the safest. He is a man, he shoulders the Shadowless Palace, and he can't fall in love as easily as ordinary people, and he thinks that you can be safe and sound is the greatest love for you.

I'm afraid you won't know all this for the rest of your life.

In front of the main hall of the Shadowless Palace, the atmosphere was very awkward. An onlooker disciple whispered, "Just ...... The second palace lord seems to have been murdered by that girl......"

"The second palace master hasn't returned the mouth yet...... That had to be put in the past, where would anyone dare to talk to our second palace master like this......"

After Huasheng left, Jialan stood motionless in the wind. He crouched down, picked up his purse, and carefully wiped the sand on it, his slender ten fingers gently rubbing it. His expression is complicated, tangled, heartache, and he can't love.

He has been fighting on the battlefield for several years, fighting for 3,000 miles alone, and a sword has been used as a million lions. The wolf's ambition and determination to kill, even if the demon cultivator dares to be angry in front of him, he dare not speak. With a body of flesh and blood and proud bones, the lives in his hands have long been too many to count. But this is such a person, when he said those words against his heart in order to push the girl he loved, his heart hurt as if he could kill him. And when he saw the tears in Hua Sheng's eyes and the hateful gaze in his eyes, it hurt ten million times more than when the vitality on the battlefield penetrated his chest.

The female disciple sighed and said, "Second Palace Master...... What the hell have I done wrong, to help you in this play, how much should that girl hate me......"

His tone was leisurely, but with a sense of pain, "Another day, I won't be able to compensate you for being a purebred Persian cat." ”

“……”

After Hua Sheng came back from the Shadowless Palace, she always looked listless, although Mu Zisu felt very sorry, but she didn't have a good plan. And Ruyi, the younger sister of Huasheng, who was sent by Shenxiao, also joined the Immortal Palace because she had nowhere to go.

No one would have thought that the proud woman of the sky who held the moon with infinite scenery and stars would fall into the quagmire, covered with filth, and become a laughing stock. Now the one who really has the last laugh is the inconspicuous, soft and weak little girl, Qiao Dixiang.

But how long will she be able to laugh?

That day, Hua Sheng sat sullenly in the backyard picking leeks, and when he looked up, he saw a puppet man who looked like a puppet and painted eyebrows, in short, he looked very funny.

The puppet danced in front of her, and then there was a "hahahahaha" laugh behind it.