Immortal Loves Cat Also

"..." Qingwu blinked and shook her head honestly. How did she know why Tibetan Yin said such words.

Wen Yue looked at her with an eyebrow and didn't speak.

There was a moment of silence between the two. Ah Feng, who stood watching, suddenly said, "maybe it's because of the hengqiu?"

"The hengqiu was sent out by Zang Yin, but it appeared in the immortal valley. He may also want to know why the hengqiu appeared in the immortal Valley?" Qingwu said along with ah Feng's words. After that, he looked at Wen Yue uneasily.

Wen Yue looked at her with drooping eyes. When he saw the caution and uneasiness in the bottom of her eyes, he felt a pain in his heart. He stretched out his hand to cover her eyes. He sighed and said, "I'm kidding. Don't take it seriously."

Qingwu blinked and her eyelashes swept through his palm. She didn't speak. After a long time, she gently answered.

Are you kidding? When will Wen Yue joke?

At this moment, Qingwu finally realized how far away his world was from Wen Yue.

Every time she talks to ah Feng and Zang Yin, Wen Yue is always the most silent, because he doesn't understand the world they belong to. Demons, ghosts and immortals always belong to things in storybooks or fairy stories.

All this is too far away from him, even if he already knew that these exist in the world.

But it's one thing to know, and it's another thing to really integrate into their world.

So he was silent, but listened carefully, trying to understand everything around her, and occasionally say a word through what he learned.

The mackerel in the sea has been taken away by the mackerel emperor.

Others on the deck also noticed something wrong between Qingwu and Wen Yue, so they left one after another and left space for two people. Even ah Feng, who has always been hostile to Wen Yue, didn't say anything.

"Wen Yue." After a long silence, Qingwu finally spoke, but as soon as she shouted his name, her voice choked.

Sadness and sadness came inexplicably and suddenly, almost drowning her.

For a moment, Wen Yue noticed the moistening of the palm. As soon as his heart tightened, he quickly withdrew his hand and was facing her misty eyes.

"Qingwu, don't cry." The Adam's apple rolled. No matter how many words came to his mouth, it only became this sentence. Wen Yue never coaxed anyone. He almost didn't think about it. He bowed his head and gently kissed the corners of her eyes with full love and pity.

"Wen Yue." Qingwu choked and shouted his name, stretched out his hand and hugged his waist, "let's go back to ruofushan, go back now, and don't come out again after going back, okay?"

She said with a cry, ignoring everything, like a vexatious child, whatever peacock feather he cares about, whatever floating knife he cares about, she just wants to be with Wen Yue.

At least, like all the people who love each other in the world, she can stay with Wen Yue and spend her life safely.

The older she is, the more she dies. If she can't forget him, she will go to find his reincarnation. What's the history? No matter how good the fairyland is, it can't be compared with ruofushan with more and more warmth.

At this moment, Qingwu has the idea of giving up everything, and the idea is surging and strong.

Wen Yue seemed to know what she was thinking. He sighed and asked in a deep voice, "don't you want to go through robbery? Don't you miss your master? Don't you want to know what you've forgotten? "

If she didn't suffer, she would never remember those things she had forgotten.

Qingwu understood, but she said regardless: "no! I don't want any more. The master said, "whether I forget or think of it, it's not something I can decide. If I can't think of it forever, don't think of it."