Evil Phoenix

Chapter 364 Waiting For Me, Reluctantly

Feng Nanjin must have guessed that he would leave in a hurry, and had already ordered someone to prepare the horse outside the door, but it was convenient for Ling Liche.

"Aren't you going to give it off? I don't know when we will see each other this time, so don't regret it." As soon as Ling Liche left, Feng Nanjin noticed something wrong with Bai Luoge's face, and reminded with a wicked smile.

Stupid woman, obviously reluctant to let others insist on pretending to be generous, and now she is already sad before she leaves, she really wants to save face and suffer.

"It doesn't matter whether you send it off or not, you have to go, if you can't keep it, don't add to the sadness of leaving people."

Bai Luoge restrained his exposed emotions, raised his head indifferently and looked outside the door.

Ling Liche's black pupils on the horse were piercing and clear, like a pair of transparent glass, and his silver-white robes fluttered in the wind, shining bright white under the noon sun, with infinite elegance.

The luster on his body made him seem to be wrapped in circles of halo, holy and clean.

Zhuoran's body was not concealed under the crescent moon dress, and his black hair was blown away by the wind, swaying like a cloud of smoke...

At this moment, the place where the line of sight falls is also the door of the dining room, and there is more than one person who is reluctant.

Luo Ge, wait for me...

"Drive~" With a soft shout, Junmei spread her hooves together and galloped away from where Nayiren was.

Bai Luoge in the dining room heard the soft drink, a trace of moisture flashed in his eyes, and he thought silently in his heart.

Ling Liche, I'll wait for you...

It's just a small farewell, and it's not a parting for life or death. I'm sure we'll see each other soon, so why bother.

It's a pity that the arrangement of fate will never be as you imagined...

Farewell, just miss it...

The years are quiet and good, but the wind and rain are so precarious, and the deep love is so sad;

The years are wasted, Yiren eliminates bitterness and grievances, why life and death are boundless.

Judao: "It's time."Life also.

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The bright moon is bright and clear, and the misty and illusory beauty of the main mansion of Medicine Valley Valley, like a fairyland on earth, looks even more beautiful in this quiet night.

The magnificent carved beams and painted buildings are not as majestic as in the daytime at this moment, but they are a little softer against the background of the night. The beautiful stone walls are still pleasing to the eye, and the exquisite railings are no longer rigid, as if given agility by the moonlight.

Peach blossoms bloom in May, and the blossoming pink is like an elf in the flower, flying in the breeze, bringing out a burst of beauty...

The sound of the wind is sweet, the moonlight is soaked, everything seems to have not changed, but it seems to have changed.

Whether it is that sentence, the scenery moves with the heart, and it stops with the heart.

Bai Luoge looked at the still picturesque scenery by himself, but he didn't have any interest in watching it.

The silver-white figure in my heart kept pouring into my mind, entangled my thoughts.

It's only the first day, and I miss you so much, what should I do in the future?

"Stupid woman, it's late at night and the dew is heavy. Standing outside the courtyard like this, is she in high spirits, or do you want to take the opportunity to get sicker and stay in Medicine Valley for a few more days?"

Feng Nanjin's voice suddenly sounded in his ears, Bai Luoge was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled.

Being mean-spirited is Feng Nanjin's bad habit that cannot be broken, and Bai Luoge doesn't take it to heart.

"Master Shaogu is holding the piano, isn't he going to play a song for Luo Ge? It's not a pity for such a beautiful day."

Seeing that the thing in Feng Nanjin's hand was actually a piano, Bai Luoge was only lost for a moment, then laughed and joked.

She can't play the qin with her current hands at all, Feng Nanjin must have known about it, but he brought the qin here, naturally the person who plays the qin must be him.

　
(End of this chapter)