Chapter 313 Hey, where is the goblin?
After the sacrifice was offered, the black retreated, and Luogu once again regained the mystery of being endless and barren.

"Xu Qingyi, you are right."

He is a coward.

He is a coward who relies on non-existent hatred to support his own survival.

"Ding, Xu Qingyi, the leader of the martial arts alliance, succeeded in the strategy, a long-cherished wish..."

"Ding, the strategy of Qingyong, the demon cultivator..."

"Ding. The leader of the martial arts..."

"They are robbing the ownership of the body, and Qingrong has a tendency to give up." 001 hurriedly reminded in a low voice: "You are the key breakthrough."

Mo Zishu was buried in Qingrong's neck and refused to raise her head, her waist was pinched from time to time, she closed her eyes, her long hair was winding on the man's chest, her red eyes were extremely bright.

"Xu Qingyi, watch, watch how Qingrong uses your power."

"Ding, the capture of the demon cultivator Qingyong has been completed, the long-cherished wish has not yet been fulfilled, and the luck of seizing the Son of Destiny is [-]%."

Qingrong withdrew his hand suddenly, he stared at Mo Zishu with a calm expression in disbelief, his thin lips moved silently, sneered for a long time, relaxed his body completely with a faint smile, and lay down on the bed.

"You and Xu Qingyi really have a tacit understanding." Qingrong said sarcastically, after finishing speaking, he froze, and his brows were full of annoyance.

He didn't mean it that way.

Mo Zishu smiled knowingly, she pulled up the quilt on one side, wrapped the two of them together, and lay on Qingrong's chest, breathing long and gently: "Xu Qingyi is a good boy, he is different from you, I'm afraid that he'll get hurt with a force he's not good at, but I'm not worried about you."

I really miss Qing Rong's arrogant way of talking back.

"Heh, that's the kind of trash that can get into your eyes." As soon as Qing Rong finished speaking, he wanted to give himself a blunder. He couldn't imagine the pain of a completely severed spirit vein.

"Xu Qingyi is naturally very kind. That is the child I raised as my son-in-law. If he is not good, whoever is good will be good."

Qingrong snorted coldly, pursing his thin lips in reluctance to speak, the irritability and joy that didn't belong to him in his heart made him want to pull out his dagger.

Xu Qingyi curled his lips into a slight smile, and just this one sentence gradually dissipated his melancholy, leaving him filled with joy.

"Go to sleep." The mental ups and downs made Mo Zishu a little tired, and after finally regaining her human form, she was lying with someone she cared about, so it was natural for her to feel sleepy: "I'm tired."

Qingrong's expression changed slightly, and after hugging Mo Zishu tightly, she tucked her in the quilt again to prevent her from the evening wind.

My mind was confused and I couldn't sleep at once.

That memory was too tragic, causing my childhood self to forget it on purpose, and caused all kinds of misunderstandings. Now, after solving such ridiculous self-pity and self-sorrow, how can I face Mo Zishu in the future.

She may have suffered more.

The girl's soft voice kept lingering in her mind, and once again tore a bloody gap in Qingrong's cold heart, which was shocking and eye-catching.

"Qingrong, I am also by your side, and I am also receiving punishment with you. I thought I was fighting with you. Don't look like this, okay?"

"Ding, the capture of the leader of the martial arts alliance, Xu Qingyi, has been completed, but the long-cherished wish has not yet been fulfilled, and the luck of seizing the Son of Destiny is zero percent."

001 reminded softly: "Qing Rong gave up control."

After going through so much with the little white-eyed wolf, it was a bit distressing, but it was also because of her tenacity that it restarted after a long sleep.

(End of this chapter)

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