The girl in the coffin: Feng Jue Tianxia

Chapter 562 Painful Love (3)

This is his choice, and she doesn't want him to leave uneasy.

"Don't know?" Huangpu Nuoxi chuckled, and said directly, "If you don't know, why did we stay in this snowy forest for more than two years, but senior never showed up, and when he had an accident, senior showed up?" ? How could the seniors not know each other?"

Facing Huangpu Nuoxi's cold questioning, Xue Ji's eyes flickered slightly, and she smiled. Even though she was smiling brightly and beautifully, she still had that delicate scar that could not be erased, "This snowy land The forest is so big, if you live here, will it affect me? I just passed by here unintentionally today, but I didn’t expect to see this scene. You came just as I was about to leave, so I came out to meet you! Question?" Looking at Huangpu Nuoxi again with cold eyes, she frowned, waiting for Huangpu Nuoxi's answer.

Huangpu Nuoxi's bright eyes suddenly flashed, "Are you the one who played the piano back then?"

A flash of memory flashed across Xue Ji's clear eyes, she raised her eyes slightly, and replied without denying, "Yes! It's me!"

Back then, she knew that he was hunted down by people from the Jue Sha Clan, and she also knew that his wife was separated.

However, some wounds are paved in the heart, so they will never be indelible.

How long he has lived in this snowy forest, she knows best.

Compared with his force, she is better than him.

Therefore, he will not feel her presence.

But she clearly felt his presence.
For so many years, she has always cherished the piano he gave her and never left her.

He came back that day and brought a little girl with him, and she chose to play.
The purpose is to cut off all the longing for so many years, and to love him deeply.

"Your piano skills are very good!" Huangpu Nuoxi's tone was full of admiration, and she was right to stand on the sidelines.

She has lived in this snowy forest for so long, so she must be a person with little breeze.

How could he get involved in the turmoil of this continent because of stubborn Chenyi.

Huangpu Nuoxi's praise made Xueji think of him. He was attracted by her piano skills at the beginning, so they met for the first time. He also praised her in the same way. His words seem to be still alive today. Her ears echoed.

Unexpectedly, the second compliment came from his apprentice. She calmed down and said with a smile, "Thank you miss for your praise!"
"Did the people from Jueshamen just leave?" Huangpu Nuoxi looked around coldly, looking at the corpse lying in a pool of blood. The bloodstains were still so bright, so the battle had just ended not long ago.

"It didn't take long." Looking at the colorful butterfly that landed on Huangpu Nuoxi's shoulder, a strange light flashed across Xue Ji's cold eyes, "Is this butterfly a colorful butterfly?"

"You know him?" Huangpu Nuoxi couldn't help raising her eyebrows. She, a person who lives in seclusion here, actually knows this butterfly?

"I know! Did Qingling give it to you?" Xue Ji Bingjing's eyes concealed a hint of sadness.

Her colorful butterfly has never left her body, but now it appears here, and Qingling is not seen, which is enough to prove that Qingling is no longer alive, otherwise the colorful butterfly would not leave her.
"You know Qingling?" A flash of surprise flashed across Huangpu Nuoxi's eyes, and she exclaimed a little bit in her voice.

"En! More than acquaintance, I am very familiar with her." Xue Ji's eyes showed a flash of memory, and there was a faint smile on her cold and proud face.

(End of this chapter)