Playful and cute concubine

Chapter 915

Ah Mo's finger bones were slightly clenched, and she let go of her hand just before she refused.

Suddenly, in the blink of an eye, something flashed by.

Xiling Calendar, Chengping Year...

Ah Mo froze in shock!

Fenghuan calendar, Wushun year.

"It was the winter of Wushun year..." Feng Xie's words still rang in his ears.

Ah Mo's eyes suddenly blurred.

It turned out to be herself.

Outside, the snow is falling, but this corner is as warm as spring.

Feng Xie's fingertips were trembling, the beauty was unreal, she was so warm.

Water and milk blend together, extremely lingering, he can't wait to embed her in his bones, love and pamper her to the utmost, just like a charming dream.

Is this a dream?
"Mo'er..." He whispered.

There was Mo'er in the dream.

"Feng Xie... don't forget to come and find Mo'er..."

"Amo is waiting for you, I have been waiting for you."

At the dawn of dawn, the pale blue dawn in the sky is about to rise.

Ah Mo watched Chu Xiao's halo slowly rise, and gently kissed Feng Xie's bright red lips.

"Feng Xie."

"Mo'er..."

"Don't forget to go to Patriarch Su... you must go to him..."

Ah Mo's voice sounded close to her ears, and she couldn't hide her worry. According to Feng Xie's later description, she was so aware of his tragic fate in the future...

idiot... what should you do...

We must go to Patriarch Su.

Feng Xie suddenly opened his eyes.

The light of dawn shone in, and there was nothing in the ruined temple...

He looked at the sky and looked down at his palm, where the red hair ring was still quietly lying on his palm.

Is it a dream?
The first ray of sunlight at dawn projected from the window in the dungeon to the sky, and he passed away with a smile.

In this life, he finally completed his mission.

Instead of being unable to be reborn, he was able to Nirvana...

The eighteen monks opened their eyes. Outside the iron fence, Ah Mo, dressed in snow-white brocade, leaned against the wall quietly.

The bloodline on her fingertips had reached its peak, and she finally saw him.

"Feng Xie, you're here..."

She stretched out her hand, smiled lowly, and the corners of her lips followed her words, overflowing with blood.

Feng Xie knelt down and hugged her into her arms, with a mournful and hopeless expression, her face deeply buried in her neck, hot tears wet her skirt. "Mo'er, I'm here..."

It was really her.

"Mo'er, you said...you will wait for me..." Feng Xie hugged her tightly, sobbing silently.

From that day on, he was no longer called a silly beggar.

His name is Feng Xie, and Mo'er is Feng Xie's wife, so he must be called Feng Xie.

He still remembered that when she was deeply in love, she whispered Feng Xie in his ear, and he subconsciously remembered the name.

But when?When did he forget her name?

Forget about that night.

he can't find her...

The sea of ​​people is vast, but there is no Mo'er who gives him the only warmth.

That world, without her...

Stumbling to the end, he has not been able to think of her.

Later, many years later, he came back to life again.

Finally, we arrived in the world with Mo'er.

That was when Mo Yuan was taking a concubine, that sunny boy bumped into him by accident, and he hugged her subconsciously almost instantly...

He found her...

Obviously, he loves her so much and cares so much.But why did he lose her again...

Moer.

Feng Xie couldn't contain the suffocating pain in his heart, everything suddenly became clear.

How can forget her again?How can you give her pain?
Why……

Why is this...

She was leaving him.

Moer...

"Mo'er!" The stern hissed like a trapped beast, resounding throughout the dungeon.

(End of this chapter)