"You go." Zhen Qingqing doesn't know what expression to use to face the daughter in front of her.

It's impossible to say there's no objection.

Her daughter, born ten months after conception, was killed by Qin Qing, but she had no way to blame Qin Qing.

Because her daughter was gone from the beginning.

"Before I call someone, go quickly and don't come back." Zhen Qingqing simply turns around and turns her back to Qin Qing and Baili Chonghua.

If you don't look, you don't have to face it.

Qin Qing glances at Zhen Qingqing. Although Zhen Qingqing is not a good mother to some extent, Zhen Qingqing does have a kind heart.

Maybe the high priest took a fancy to Zhen Qingqing and spoiled her for so many years because of this.

After all, a person in the dark still yearns for light at the bottom of his heart.

Zhen Qingqing is the light in the high priest's heart.

"Thank you for taking care of the lunar calendar so well." Qin Qing didn't say goodbye. She and Zhen Qingqing would better never see each other again.

"He is my good grandson. Shouldn't I take care of him?" Zhen Qingqing said in a deep voice.

Qin Qing didn't answer this, but suddenly said another thing, "if people in the big moon still want children, it's best to destroy this black meteorite. Although this stone comes from heaven, it's not a god stone in heaven, but a stone of destruction. The most direct effect of long-term contact with this stone is to affect the child's birth rate."

Zhen Qingqing's sad mood suddenly stopped. She turned to Qin Qing, but Qin Qing and Bai Li Chonghua were gone.

Zhen Qingqing was confused and hated.

It's hate.

She suddenly hated Qin Qing. She did so well!

She takes care of the little lunar calendar because it is her own grandson.

She takes care of him. Where else does she need thanks?

But Qin Qing rewarded her for taking care of the lunar calendar with the problems that have been bothering Da Yue. This is to give up her efforts!

The lunar calendar has nothing to do with her!

She took care of the lunar calendar no longer because of affection, but because of equal exchange.

How can Zhen Qingqing not hate!

No one knows how painful her heart is when she cuts off the two most important people in a row.

When the high priest arrived, he only saw Zhen Qingqing smashing the black god stone crazily.

The high priest roared, "what are you doing!"

Even if he dotes on Zhen Qingqing, Zhen Qingqing can give anything she wants, but it doesn't mean that Zhen Qingqing can destroy the divine stone arbitrarily!

The high priest grabbed Zhen Qingqing.

"Let go!" Zhen Qingqing, with tears on her face, broke away from the high priest and had to smash the God stone.

"Are you crazy!" the high priest threw Zhen Qingqing to the ground with his strength.

Zhen Qingqing burst into tears. The high priest didn't have time to pay attention to her. He first looked at the stone in his eyes. There was no big problem. He was about to ask her, but he saw the bloody floor in the open room.

The high priest immediately noticed that it was not good. The room was empty. There was no hundred Li Chonghua or Muyun.

"Where are the people?! where is Muyun?" the high priest asked Zhen Qingqing. At this time, the high priest had no calmness in the past.

Zhen Qingqing's voice choked and whispered two words as if she had lost her strength, "... Gone."

be gone?

The high priest frowned and did not loosen, "who did you go with?"

Muyun can't go by herself, let alone with a body.

Unless

The high priest had some bad guess in his mind.

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