deadly mantra

Chapter 746 Different Positions

Chapter 746 Different Positions
Feng Xiaoyao looked confused, obviously not knowing.

Shui Qingchen sighed softly and said slowly:
"Forget it if you can't figure it out. Fortunately, that person didn't have any ill intentions. He just cast a spell to punish him slightly."

"Who did I offend?" The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became. A burst of cold sweat broke out on Feng Xiaoyao's back. He raised his head and asked at a loss: "Brother Qingchen, will that person come again? What should I do?" "

Shui Qingchen observed Feng Xiaoyao carefully. Apart from being mentally depressed and physically tired, he was not injured:
"Why don't you come with us for a while?"

Feng Xiaoyao's eyelashes trembled, she was silent for a while, and then asked:

"What about her?"

Shui Qingchen knew that Feng Xiaoyao was worried, so he reached out and patted his shoulder:

"Xiaoyin must have been impatient and went back first. Brother Feng, have a good sleep tonight. You can make your own decision whether to stay or go tomorrow."

Feng Xiaoyao glanced at the lantern and asked in a dull voice with a hint of resentment:
"I can't understand or figure it out. Brother Qingchen, what about you? Why can you accept her behavior?"

Shui Qingchen was silent for a while before speaking:
"Brother Feng, you are too tense and tired. You need to relax and have a good rest."

"You're running away!" Feng Xiaoyao grabbed Shui Qingchen's wrist and stared into his eyes stubbornly.Knowing that he shouldn't have such an attitude, Feng Xiaoyao needed an outlet so much that he said angrily: "If you pretend not to see it, you won't be able to see it!"

Shui Qingchen didn't speak, but looked back calmly.

Feng Xiaoyao was defeated first, broke the stiff silence, let go of Shui Qingchen's wrist, lowered his head and apologized:
"I'm sorry...Brother Qingchen, I just...just can't understand."

Shui Qingchen stood quietly for a moment and then said:

"Come on, come back with me."

"Oh……"

Although she was unwilling, Feng Xiaoyao still held up her tired body, walked out of the pavilion, and followed Shui Qingchen's footsteps:
"Brother Qingchen..."

Shui Qingchen held the river lantern in his hand and strolled forward: "Huh?"

Feng Xiaoyao clenched his fists, curled his lips, and said in a muffled voice reluctantly:
"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have spoken ill of her in front of you. I apologize to you."

Shui Qingchen turned to look at the street corner.

Someone was kneeling there, burning paper money.

The calmness in Shui Qingchen's eyes gradually turned into deep solemnity, and he said:

"Brother Feng, the 'she' you are talking about is the person who kneels beside me and accompanies me to worship my parents. She is the person who will be buried with me a hundred years later."

Feng Xiaoyao didn't expect him to say that, and was stunned for a moment. When she understood the deep meaning of his words, her expression changed again, and she was so shocked that she couldn't speak.

Shui Qingchen raised his eyes, took a deep look at him, spoke in a very light tone, and said slowly:
"Worldly matters are inherently difficult to satisfy one's will. How can it be blocked by the efforts of one person when there are many people talking about it?"

"When it comes to the Shan Sword Alliance and the Ji Mansion, whether it's Bao Simu or Li Mubai, they each have something they want to protect. Brother Feng, you have moral principles you want to protect, and I also have people I want to protect."

"This has nothing to do with who is right or wrong, and it is not a matter of who admits his mistake first and then it will be settled."

"It's just that each of us has a different perspective and what we cherish is different. That's all."

"Brother Feng, can you understand?"

"No matter what... you can't destroy other people's homes just for the sake of what you want to keep. How can I understand? I don't understand..." Feng Xiaoyao murmured in a low voice as if he had lost his soul. .

He suddenly remembered that when he first met Bao Simu, she was so lively and free. He also recalled that the last time they met, she hid in the room with fear in her eyes and refused to come out to see him. Not only did she have mixed feelings in her heart, she couldn't explain what it was like. , I just feel...sad, and nothing can be done to save it.

 Xiaoyin, who threw herself into the river, said: Do you still care about my life and death... I think I can still save him.

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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