Immortal Loves Cat Also

Duan Ziling didn't seem to be there. Qingwu paused at the gate of the yard. Then he walked in and sat opposite Wen Yue. His face was as usual.

Without speaking, she picked up the dried fish and ate it.

But the little dried fish that I once loved very much has become insipid now.

She suddenly remembered the strange look on the monk's face when he knew she was so greedy for fish in the bamboo forest. Probably... No one can imagine that the great God Qingwu would love to eat fish so much.

Before the fall, what God Qingwu loved most was the Qing wine from Tianlan hall.

Wen Yue didn't know when he had put down the book. He watched her finish the dried fish and picked up a handkerchief to wipe the corners of her mouth.

Qingwu let him move. When he wanted to withdraw his hand, he said, "are you going to marry Duan Ziling?"

When she entered the villa, she found that red lanterns had been hung in some places in the villa, and guards were pulling red silk.

Wen Yue's hand was in the air. He hung his eyes and didn't speak.

"Don't marry her, will you?" Qingwu blinked, endured the sour eyes and said softly, "I'll give you back my soul. Don't marry her, okay?"

Wen Yue was silent for a long time before he looked up at her. He still had a gentle smile in his eyes. He nodded and gently replied, "OK."

After Qingwu was stunned, he almost burst into tears and smiled immediately.

She said, "then wait for me here. I'll go to the monk and give you your soul."

As if she couldn't wait, Qingwu raised her feet and left before Wen Yue answered. At the moment she stepped out of the yard, the smile on the tip of her eyes and eyebrows broke and cried silently.

But people can't ignore her pain at the moment.

Wen Yue really sat in the yard and looked at the direction she left. He didn't speak for a long time, but his eyebrows were full of pain.

Qingwu didn't go to find the monk, but ran to the cliff. Duan Ziling sat with her legs hanging like she had before. She was not surprised to notice her arrival, but smiled.

She said, "did you see that? Red silk and red lanterns, I'm going to marry ah Yue. "

"He won't marry you." Qingwu stood behind her and had gathered spiritual power in his hand. "He promised me that he would not marry you."

She repeated it again.

Duan Ziling looked back at her. "It's impossible unless he doesn't want emotion."

"His soul is with me. Where did you bring it to him?" Qingwu's voice was faint, and the Lingli in his hand threw it at Duan Ziling impolitely.

Duan Ziling frowned and smiled angrily to avoid her blow. "It's just half of the emotional soul. Since he can give you the emotional soul, I can give him my emotional soul!"

"You are willing." Qingwu sneered and flew to attack. His attack didn't stop and pressed step by step. "However, compared with the whole East China Sea, your half spirit is really nothing."

Duan Ziling heard the irony in her words. Her face was blue and white, but she still insisted and said, "it seems that you already know a lot of things, but you don't know whether it was you who remembered it or someone else told you."

"It's not your turn to worry!" When Qingwu turned his hand, his five fingers became claws and caught five blood marks on Duan Ziling's shoulder.

Duan Ziling's face turned white and hurriedly retreated a few steps. When he looked at the bloody shoulder and then looked at Qingwu, his eyes had been crazy angry, "do you think you can go back if you want to go back on the nine days? Even if you can survive! You're just a little civet! The God Qingwu who shocked the six realms is dead! What are you?! "