The Emperor's Favorite: The Fourth Miss Ghost

Mo Zhuyue raised her eyes and looked at the sharp outlines of Long Canghao's face, which seemed to be carefully drawn lines. Suddenly, she wanted to know what it took him half a year to walk out. Proud of him, so broken.

She could feel his worry and uneasiness, and suddenly, she could see the big empty hole in Mo Zhuyue's heart, as if nothing could fill it.

The white tiger was still flying rapidly in the air, passing by quickly, after a few hours, the white tiger finally stopped on a high mountain.

The high hillside, the towering posture, looking down, the bottom is covered by a bottomless white cloud, and the bottom of the cliff cannot be seen clearly.

Long Canghao held Mo Zhuyue's hand, and said tightly, "Below here is the Heaven-Defying Mountain Range. Yue'er, you have to remember that there are true and false inside, many things are true, and many things are false. Fake is hard to tell, don’t be confused. Only by breaking through yourself can you get what you want.”

Mo Zhuyue nodded heavily, and quickly filtered through her mind, what she was afraid of and what she longed for, but after thinking about it, it seemed that there was nothing. She was originally a cold person, and she was very clear about worldly fame and fortune. Obviously, these are not attractive to her at all.

So, she nodded heavily to Long Canghao: "Cang, I'm ready, let's go down!"

Long Canghao took one last deep look at Mo Zhuyue, embraced her, and jumped off the cliff into the white clouds.

The cloud and mist were not very high from the hillside, and she almost jumped off and passed through the cloud and mist. A burst of intense glare irritated her eyes, and the next moment, her toes touched the ground, and she opened her eyes...

"Yun Qingcheng, why is it you?"

Mo Zhuyue glanced at the man beside her, thinking it was Long Canghao, but the one she held tightly by her hand turned out to be Yun Qingcheng!Immediately, his face turned cold and became very ugly.

Yun Qingcheng was dressed in fluttering white clothes, and he had the aura of a fairy. Putting on the already ethereal white clothes, he added a fairy aura, but in Mo Zhuyue's eyes, this fairy aura was so dazzling and disgusting.

Yun Qingcheng curled his lips into a smile, and the world suddenly changed color with a smile, which was not even the slightest bit like his.

"This is the Heaven-Defying Mountain Range. This is based on your heart. In fact, what you love in your heart is not Long Canghao, but me. You want to be with me, so I will appear by your side."

"Are you crazy?" Mo Zhuyue rolled her eyes, scolded him, and slapped him unceremoniously: "You are just a phantom, disappear for me."

Then, Yun Qingcheng dodged lightly, floated a few meters away, escaped Mo Zhuyue's attack, and a wry smile appeared on his handsome face at that moment: "Could it be that I am standing in front of you, do you have any sense of reality?" Don’t you have any? Can you really tell the difference between the real and the fake?”

Mo Zhuyue condensed a hot flame in his palm, and said coldly to "Yun Qingcheng" in front of him: "If you don't know good and bad again, don't blame me for being rude."

In the black pupils was a mass of ruthless frost, as if the next moment, Yun Qingcheng was going to be burned into ashes.

Yun Qingcheng shook his head helplessly, the smile on the corner of his mouth became even more bitter, but he didn't move at all wherever he stood.It seemed that she was really frightened by Mo Zhuyue.