The Perfect Mission System of Fast Transmigration

Chapter 292 Raiders Xianxia Cold-hearted Master (11)

"master?"

Qian Hua raised his head in confusion, and Feng Yuan kissed her gently. The warm touch on his forehead made Qian Hua feel a little stunned.

"Hua'er, call me A Yuan."

Feng Yuan gently stroked his cheek, he said softly.

"A Yuan."

Qian Hua submissively called Feng Yuan sweetly, Feng Yuan smiled like a spring breeze blowing on his face, his forehead was pressed against Qian Hua's forehead, and he just looked into her eyes like this.

Her eyes are like the stars in the sky, gorgeous but illusory, confused but beautiful.Like a newborn baby, she stared at Feng Yuan with her eyes wide open in confusion.

She called Feng Yuan softly, "A Yuan, I love you so much."

"Me too, Hua'er, I love you no less than you love me."

Feng Yuan seemed to be responding to Qian Hua. His hand gently hooked Qian Hua's hand, and the warm temperature spread from the palm of his hand, hitting their mutual hearts like a warm current.

They looked at each other, and they only had each other in their eyes, a glance that lasted forever.

Qian Hua was tired of being with Feng Yuan all day these two days, but they didn't tell anyone about their relationship.

Feng Yuan told Qian Hua everything, when Feng Yuan hugged Qian Hua and sat in the study, dealing with these letters, Feng Yuan kissed Qian Hua sadly.

"A Yuan, what's wrong?"

Qian Hua sensed that something was wrong with Feng Yuan, she put her arms around Feng Yuan's neck, and asked Feng Yuan with some doubts.

Feng Yuan sighed, "Hua'er, you know your past life, you have nothing to say to me?"

Feng Yuan is afraid that if she finds out, she will abandon him again?Qianhua wants to.

"Ayuan, don't worry, I won't abandon you again in this life. The barrier of the demon world will always be filled, and I won't be selfish anymore."

Qian Hua didn't know how many hearts would be broken by her choice, maybe Feng Yuan was alone.

But who is the demon king mentioned by Feng Yuan?

Mo Lin was sitting in the Hall of Thousand Paintings. He gently washed the teacup and poured himself a cup of clear tea.

The hot steam of the tea curled up, and strands of it floated up, fascinating his eyes.

He had been sitting in the hall for a few days, but the owner of the Thousand Paintings Hall never came back, and the laughter in the hall not far away would always make his heart ache suddenly.

"You and him are together again, Huaer."

Mo Lin looked out the door, looking at the overlapping mountains and palaces, he felt a little sad.

"I'm afraid, it will appear eventually, and break my dreams one after another. Even if I know, this dream will always wake me up, but I just don't want to admit it."

Gently holding the teacup, the bitter taste of tea permeated his mouth, he felt that the taste buds on the tip of his tongue were painfully bitter, and with his heart constricting, he couldn't help but attach himself to his chest.

"Hua'er, I couldn't express my feelings for you a thousand years ago, and I still can't speak a thousand years later, what's wrong with me?"

It is obvious that he can speak eloquently during private training, but every time he is in front of a thousand screens, he will always say other things that don't matter.

Maybe he is afraid, afraid of rejection, afraid of heartbreak.

Suddenly, the bell outside the hall rang, and Mo Lin stood up.

"Hua'er, I should go, maybe with him, you won't care if I go or stay."

When Yun'er came to find Qian Hua, Qian Hua was still holding hands with Feng Yuan. The two of them were walking in the garden of the palace. They occasionally smiled at each other or bit their ears sweetly, which left Yun'er dumbfounded.

Under Feng Yuan's freezing gaze, Yun Er bit the bullet and pulled Qian Hua past.

Zuo Er felt that there were eyes staring at her all the time, which made her feel that this man was about to swallow her alive, and it was frighteningly cold.

"Qianhua, did you get your master?"

Yun Er raised her eyebrows at Qian Hua, her gaze was full of ambiguity.

"Well, can't you see?"

Qian Hua felt that they showed full marks for their love just now, and wondered if Yun Er's little heart could bear it.

"No, you tortured me to death." Yun Er gritted her teeth, patted Qian Hua on the shoulder, and said, "Okay, don't tell me."

"Don't you already know?"

Qian Hua couldn't help but rolled her eyes, she didn't have enough time with Feng Yuan in the past few days, how could she have time to care about other things.

"Can the meanings be the same?" Yun Er was a little annoyed, "We are good sisters, of course you should tell me as soon as you have something, otherwise it would be too boring!"

"Well, my fault."

Qian Hua spread her hands, she really needed to compromise.

"Well, what about Mo Lin? I came to look for him today, but I didn't see him. Do you know where he went?"

Seeing Zuo Er's anxious look, Qian Hua knew in her heart that Yun Er really cared about Mo Lin, and she probably really liked Mo Lin a little bit.

I have to say that Mo Lin is really attractive, but after meeting him once, the nympho Yun'er has his heart attached to him.

"Ah, I don't know." Qian Hua shook her head, she hadn't returned to Qian Hua Hall in the past few days, so she didn't know where Mo Lin went.

Mo Lin didn't come to look for her either, probably he was just going about his own business.

Yun Er was a little disappointed, she took Qian Hua's hand, and begged her pitifully, "Qian Hua, please help me, I found that Mo Lin is the only destination in my life, ever since I met him, my mind It’s all about him, lingering.”

Qian Hua was a little helpless, this was the first time Yun Er begged her like this, and she couldn't bear it, so she nodded after thinking for a while, "Oh, okay."

Qian Hua felt that Mo Lin must have gone down the mountain, otherwise he would usually be in Qian Hua Hall.

She said to Feng Yuan, "A Yuan, Yun Er and I have gone ahead, we will come back later."

"Well, go early and come back early."

Feng Yuan was obviously unwilling, his face was very calm.

Seeing Qian Hua pulling Yun Er away, Feng Yuan couldn't help but help his forehead.

"It seems that Hua'er can't be friends with her anymore. If she bothers her with one person and one thing in the future, I'm afraid she won't be able to survive this day."

Fuyuan wants a child, the child of him and Chika.

Thousands of years ago, the promise he made with her, the promise made by the mountain alliance, could not be fulfilled in the end. In this life, he must have a child.

However, it is quite troublesome for a cultivator to conceive a child. It may take a hundred years just to conceive, but it may take a thousand years to be born.

"For the sake of painting, for the sake of children, let's block the crowd."

Feng Yuan got up and went back to the study with a sigh. He has been busy with Qian Hua for the past few days, and he has not even dealt with the business. I am afraid that the letters and jade slips have piled up a hill.

Feng Yuan felt a headache when he thought about it, he rubbed the center of his brows.

After Mo Lin went down the mountain, he went to the place where he and Qian Hua first met for the last time. He stood on the lake in silence. After a moment, he finally made up his mind.

He stretched out his hand to pinch the formula, and a complex handprint was formed immediately, forming a net, which fell from the sky and enveloped this place, forming a protective barrier to protect this place inside.

"That way, it won't get damaged."

(Busy bombing! Parent meeting!)

(End of this chapter)