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Chapter 320 Shukuang died? 5
The sky was covered with dark clouds, and the sky gradually dimmed.

I plan to get drunk with Shukuangtu, and it's still tasteless to drink wine as a song, and I don't regret it when my belt gets wider.

It is planned to treat the madness.

Shu crazy.

Search, toss and turn to find, search, dig three feet to find.

Days passed by day by day.

People are getting more haggard day by day, more reticent day by day, and more heartbroken day by day.

Leng Shenxin, Xuan Tianhao, these people see Mo Qianchen's changes in their eyes and in their hearts, but no one dares to say, no one dares to persuade, no one knows that if Mo Qianchen is not persuaded Looking for, after Mo Qianchen lost the pillar that supported her to survive, what can she do.

Sleepless during the day and sleepless at night, even if a person is hardened, he can't bear it. The soldiers under the Emperor's army can't bear such a high-intensity search, and they are all tired. She never closes her eyes, she is awake all the time, and she is always looking for it.

Can't sleep, dare not sleep, she is afraid that she will miss the news of Feng Shukuang if she falls asleep, she is afraid that she will miss any clues of Feng Shukuang, she dare not, she dare not sleep.

Mo Qianchen lost weight day by day, and became out of shape day by day.

But she is getting more energetic day by day, and her movements are faster day by day.

So much time has passed, and she still hasn't found her, so she needs to hurry up, even faster.

Looking at Mo Qianchen who was getting more and more crazy day by day, Leng Shenxin and the others burst into tears.

However, no one said to stop looking, because maybe, if you look for a few more days, Mo Qianchen's sadness may ease a little over time.

The wind is surging, and the rain is like tears.

Who says heaven and earth are ruthless.

For a month, the rain seemed to be crying sadly, and it rained continuously for a whole month.

Today, under the drizzle, it is getting colder and colder. The chilly wind blowing down from the mountain is colder than the snowy wind in the twelfth lunar month of winter, and as cold as bone marrow.

Luoshen Peak, with a surrounding area of ​​[-] miles, every inch of land and every inch of river has been thoroughly searched, even an ant cave has been searched.

"Chen'er, don't look for it anymore, Shukuang is already..." In the cold drizzle, Leng Chenxin looked at Mo Qianchen who was haggard and could no longer see the human form, but was still looking for traces of Fengshukuang at the bottom of Luoshen Peak, She felt her heart hurt so badly that she couldn't breathe. The words she just vomited almost exhausted her whole body's strength to say them.

There was no answer, and Mo Qianchen beside her was still looking down at the bottom of the cliff, looking for clues, looking for the hope that she didn't want to admit in her heart.

Behind him, Xuan Tianhao, who had been following closely, followed Mo Qianchen without saying a word. It had been a month, and even if there was any possibility of existence, it was gone.

No soul like those five shadows appeared, no corpse was found, nothing.

Feng Shukuang is definitely not here anymore.

Looking up and looking at Mo Qianchen, who became thinner day by day, and Mo Qianchen who was crazy from the first day to now indifferent and inhumane, Xuan Tianhao felt his heart was bleeding.

He can't help her share, he can only follow her, he can only feel her sadness, he can only do absolutely nothing to allow her to do stupid things.

"Chen'er, let's go back..." Leng Chenxin looked at Mo Qianchen, who couldn't find the slightest vitality except for the constant search, and her words were almost trembling.

(End of this chapter)