MTL - My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker-Chapter 5700 Fan Wai-Who Sue Duanyue
Chapter 5700 Fanwai-Who Shall Pay for the Broken Moon
"You did not say a word, but disappeared completely, and there was no news at all." Duanyue's sword was quick and ruthless, and he moved towards him.
The latter was silent, but just pulled the sword to parry, and did not fight back after dozens of moves.
"It can be seen that someone has been thinking of you, thinking of you, and always worried about you."
Mo Lian pursed his lips with a sword that he flew to the front of him, his figure moved, the ink-colored dress slid through the night, and the man had flew towards the eaves.
Duanyue drifted up to the high wall, and jumped away with a leap.
One black and one white figure, slender like a bamboo, cut through the faint moonlight, fell on the treetops, jumped to the front of the pavilion, and left two shallow phantoms.
The sound of Jianqi's vertical and horizontal sounds intersects with the chirping wind, and two white lights suddenly fall outside the wall, bringing down countless trees.
A sword contest lasted for half an hour.
As the moon grew darker, even the weak cicadas screamed, and they gradually stopped, completely resting.
The two lay silently on the roof, and for a while no one said anything.
Looking at it from this angle, I saw a crescent moon, half hanging branches.
The long window opened slightly, and the light moonlight was printed on the face of the small face paralysis. She was covered with a thin quilt and slept.
I didn't know that these two guys just went to the house to expose the tiles and fought hard.
"She hasn't eaten or slept well every day for a while." Duanyue reached out and raised her hand above her head, grabbing it with ease, and caught a jug thrown by Mo Lian.
"We are in such a big noise, she didn't wake up, you know how tired she has been for a while."
"Thank you." Mo Lian said in a deep voice.
Duanyue squinted at him, holding the hip flask and pouring into his mouth, "I'm like a thank you for you?"
"These days, thanks to you, support her and take care of her next to Qiao Qiao."
"Respect you." Mo Lian raised her hand and handed the hip flask to him.
Duanyue glanced at him again, letting him lift for half a day, barely touching the flask with one of them.
"You and I don't have to say thanks."
"It's true." Mo Lian nodded lightly. "A lot of things can be kept in mind."
Duanyue covered his forehead with one hand, and looked at the moonlight lightly falling on the branch from the cracks of his fingers, "Molian, I'm sorry."
Sometimes, he would have a terrible thought out of thin air.
For example: How good would it be if Molian could not come back?
Another example: Molian may have really died in the abyss of sacrifice to the sea?
No one can climb up from the legendary sea abyss, right?
Perhaps, time can dilute all memories.
As long as he has enough patience to accompany Qiao Qiao, cry with her, laugh with her, watch the mountains and the sea with her, watch the stars and watch the moon with her, maybe, maybe it will be one day, she can’t remember That person.
She will see how hard she wants to get close.
A thousand words, a thousand words.
In the end, it just blended into that sentence: [Who will love you, you fierce girl? Only the fool of Mo Lian will be addicted to you. 】
lie!
I like you too……
I also want to pick the stars and the moon for you, the sun and the moon...
"Molian." Duanyue stretched out five fingers to cover a pair of peach blossom eyes, and the voice was soft and shallow, "I sometimes wonder if it is one step late for a lifetime."
"Time can't help anyone."
[No movement! 】
【What is your name? 】
[Broken, broken moon. I am a good person. 】
[Not like. 】
The bright moonlight reflected his slightly moist eyes.
(Finish)
(End of this chapter)
