[Sword Three + System] Xuemo Milkflower

Therefore, when Xue Muran sat drinking tea in the small building full of flowers, he didn't say a single unnecessary word.

The matter this time has a lot to do with it, and Xue Muran can't say that he can escape unscathed.

The world he lives in doesn't have such things as resurrection points, he can only stand on the spot, even though he has the buff of increasing blood, but he can't dispel the debuff when he is drugged, because his dark cloud... There is no such ability to disperse.

If the blood lost by the debuff is greater than the blood added by the buff, he will die as well, but he can still stand on the spot when he dies.But if he was found to be unscientific when he was exploring the island, he might be locked up by that little old man Wu Ming... From the same place, it means that his place cannot be changed, let alone that he has no supernatural powers at all. skills.

What's more, this system is not necessarily reliable. Maybe it can't be restarted on the spot after death, and it will be counted as a mission failure and taken away from this world. It will either be used by them permanently or destroyed directly.

No matter what kind, Xue Muran didn't want to try.

He suddenly felt a little bit reluctant, and didn't want to leave Huamanlou's small building.

But his reason told him - you should go.

Although the Great Tang Dynasty was gone, Xue Muran did not want foreign enemies to invade or civil strife to break out after experiencing such a sad war and seeing the prosperity of Daqing.

It is said that a master does not care about world affairs, but if the country is destroyed, the master may not be able to save it, right?

Xue Muran can be regarded as an expert, but he understands that everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the world. 'If the world is full of such high-level people, these high-level people, don't mind!

Xue Muran was not a talkative person, and he talked less and less when he left the barracks, but he was by no means a silent character.Hua Manlou knew that he must have something on his mind.

But if he didn't mention it, Hua Manlou would never ask.He never made things difficult for his friends, that's just who he is.

It's been a long time since Cang's father has eaten the dishes made by Huamanlou himself, but he doesn't want Huamanlou to work too hard, so he helps Huamanlou.

When he was actually sitting at the table to eat, he called Hua Manlou but didn't know what to say, "Qitong..."

What should he say?What can he say?Tell Qitong that he might never come back?No... how can I make others worry?This is causing trouble for Qitong...

A person like Qitong should stay in his small building to "read" quietly, water the flowers... He should have nothing to do with the disputes in the world.

Huamanlou "looked" at Xue Muran upon hearing the sound.

Father Cang hesitated for a moment, he picked up a piece of duck meat with his chopsticks and put it into Huamanlou's bowl, "It's okay, let's eat."

Hua Manlou nodded in understanding and didn't ask any more questions, "Okay."

Xue Muran was so preoccupied that he didn't say much during the whole meal. When he left, he looked at the gentle and jade-like Huamanlou. After all, he didn't confide anything, but his tone was a little vague and melancholy, and the words he said were not consciously like He was saying his last words, "I'm afraid... for a period of time (from now on)... I won't be able to sit in your small building, maybe it will be a long time." He is a rare artist, "(If I die)... ...I hope you will cherish it."

He paused, and finally turned his head at the door, and took a last look at Hua Manlou.Hua Manlou's eyes were as black as ink, at this moment, Cang's father thought Qitong had seen him in a trance.

If I don't come back, I wish you well.

Fortunately, I never said I like you.

Thankfully, I never made any promises.

Thankfully, you are still at ease.

Thankfully...

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_(:з)∠)_Ahaha, it’s coming out!