The Perfect Mission System of Fast Transmigration

Chapter 293 Raiders Xianxia Cold-hearted Master (12)

"Come back and take you with me. Maybe you will like it here, just like I love it here very much. Hua'er..."

Mo Lin murmured softly, and finally smiled softly, the world suddenly turned pale, and only he shone brightly.

Mo Lin turned into black mist and left, and there was no trouble in the place.

Qian Hua took Yun Er all the way from the inside of Kunlun Mountain to the mountain gate, and they all expressed that they didn't know where Mo Lin had gone.

Ever since Mo Lin came to Kunlun, he has been staying with Qian Hua all the time. He has no contact with other people and has no friends at all.

Qianhua stood at the gate of the mountain, looking at the smog on the mountainside, she held on to the rock beside her.

"He should have left, Yun Er."

Yun'er was standing at the mountain gate frowning at this moment, her gaze fluctuated from time to time, making Qian Hua's heart a little erratic.

After a while, Yun Er asked Qian Hua, "Qian Hua, how many days have you not been back to the palace?"

"What day is it?" Qian Hua was confused for a moment, but she suddenly understood. "How many days do you think I haven't returned to Qianhua Palace? Four or five days, what's wrong?"

Yun Er asked her what she was doing?What does this have to do with Mo Lin leaving?
Seeing Qian Hua's confused expression, Yun Er smiled coldly, "He likes you, can't you tell?"

"What?!" Qian Hua was immediately surprised, she cried out, and quickly shook her head, "It's impossible, he and I are just friends."

"Hehe, you only have your master in your eyes, there are no other people." Yun Er said coldly, "You can't see it, but I can see it. He has been waiting for you for four or five days in the Palace of Thousand Paintings, but Haven't waited for you.

You have your own master, forget about the people in the palace waiting for you, right?
Chika, why are you so cruel? "

Facing Yun'er's questioning, Qian Hua was very confused, "Yun'er, what are you talking about, why can't I understand anything?"

How could Mo Lin like her?She always knew that Mo Lin had a purpose for approaching her, but she didn't know what his purpose was, but she never thought that Mo Lin would like her.

"You are a cold hearted person, you really don't understand."

Yun Er seemed to be angry with her, and turned his back, unwilling to look at her.

"I'll go down the mountain to find him, you can do it yourself." Yun'er raised her head lightly, took a deep breath, and walked away.

Qianhua stood for a long time before she came to her senses. She looked at the figure that had disappeared before her eyes, and she smiled bitterly, "Is it really so easy for a person to change because of another person?" Is it unacceptable?"

She came down from the cold, and under the watchful eyes of the disciples of the mountain gate, she returned to Kunlun.

Mo Lin was sitting on the throne, gently stroking the docile and venomous snake on his shoulder.

The snake's icy body was wrapped around his fingers, and the wick spit out so fast that it made people feel horrified.

Mo Lin looked indifferently at the person kneeling under the throne, and he said indifferently, "How's the matter?"

"Returning to the Demon Lord, in just one month, the gate to the fairy world will definitely be opened for us."

The man knelt on one knee with a respectful expression on his face.

"Well, well done."

Mo Lin nodded lightly and stroked the venomous snake's head with his slender fingers. The venomous snake nuzzled Mo Lin's palm obediently. Mo Lin seemed to be in a very good mood.

It won't be long before he can see Qianhua again. Although it is in another identity, but fortunately, he is very satisfied to see her.

He, 1000 years ago, could only take a peek, but 1000 years later, he is no longer qualified to take a look, how sad it is.

"As long as she can remember me, I don't expect anything else."

Mo Lin said something softly, without thinking, which made the people kneeling below puzzled.

"Monarch, who is she you are talking about?"

The man asked quickly, and the next second the man flew out, Mo Lin withdrew his hand lightly, his slightly squinted eyes made the man terrified.

"Speak up."

He hit the wall so hard that the man felt that his sternum was about to break, and he quickly knelt down while clutching his chest.

"Demon Monarch, this subordinate knows it's wrong, and I'm sorry, I went crazy just now, please don't be too..."

Before he finished speaking, his neck was invisibly cut off. Mo Lin didn't even blink. His tone was cold and without warmth, "It's really noisy and annoying."

As soon as he died, the man was dragged out by the magic soldiers in the darkness. There was a faint blood stain on the ground, but the blood was absorbed by the ground within a few seconds.

"The Demon Realm is indeed not as good as the Immortal Cultivation Realm."

Mo Lin sighed, no one in the Demon Realm talked to him, and no one in the Demon Realm dared to beat him.

After all, he just thought about Qian Hua, and a place with her would be good.

"Well, let's conquer the place where she is, so I can see that beautiful world with my own eyes."

The corners of Mo Lin's mouth widened, and the black petals floating around him were like snowflakes.

Qian Hua went back to the hall, but she didn't see Feng Yuan, so she went back to Qian Hua Hall.

As soon as she returned, she saw a box placed on the table of the Eight Immortals. Qian Hua was extremely curious. When she opened the box, she saw the skirt that was inconsistent with the style of this world.

Light blue, so familiar that Qianhua couldn't help but have the urge to wear it.

She gently took out the blue skirt, and she put it on her chest with tears.

"I found it again, Dad."

Her voice suddenly became different, like that of a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl.

The blue skirt was slightly wet from Qianhua's tears, and she felt the silky cool fabric on her cheeks, and she laughed as she cried.

"Dad, is it coming back, and you will come back too?"

Qianhua murmured, and then Qianhua took off the clothes on her body and changed into the skirt.

Outline the figure vividly and clearly.

Qian Hua stared at herself in the mirror of water, and she curled her lips coldly.

She gently stroked the skirt on her upper body, and the friendship was lingering.

"I thought it was all I missed, but I didn't think I'd be able to wear it again. Daddy, can you see?"

Qianhua raised her head and looked at the sky outside the door, she seemed a little cold.Wrapping her arms tightly, she laughed at herself, "Hehe, what should I do, no matter how good I am, I can't copy you.

Dad, how much I want you to come back to me again, even if it's just a day or an hour, Dad..."

Qianhua burst into tears, she almost collapsed.

From being depressed to crying, she was heartbroken, she pinched her arm bitterly, even though Bai Nen's arm was already bruised, even if her hand was scratched and blood flowed out, she didn't feel it, she was like It was quiet in her own world, she seemed to have forgotten everything, the world.

When Feng Yuan came back, what he saw was that Qian Hua collapsed on the ground, curled up and cried bitterly.

(Today’s parent-teacher meeting made me make a decision. I will be a senior in high school soon. I want to get into a good university, so I decided to finish NO. 11 at the latest and wait for my triumphant return in a year. Okay? I don’t know. Is there anyone willing to wait for me?)
(End of this chapter)