Chapter 817: hug me

drawing! !
Mietian's casting drawings!
The drawings indicate the dimensions of Mietian, the quenching time, the essentials, and the precautions marked with a small cinnabar pen.
The drawing is made of a kind of sheepskin-like material, the color is dull and full of vicissitudes, obviously it has been a long time.
Mo Xuanchen sat down at the table and carefully pushed away the drawing.
"Yu'er, there are some things that I can't explain or tell you why... what I can tell you is the importance of this thing!"
His fingertips touched Mietian with a strange expression.
"It's called Mietian, I was cast by my foster father..."
Ling Luoyu's heart trembled fiercely, staring at Mo Xuanchen suddenly.
"The role of Mietian is the same as that of Manghuang buckle. It is the key to opening the gate of Manghuang buckle! Apocalypse requires three things to open! Mietian, Manghuang buckle, and you! For you, the world is already raging. , The murderous intent is everywhere!"
Mo Xuanchen's gaze finally lifted from Mietian's drawing, facing the scorching and enchanting gaze of Ling Luoyu.
He smiled, and stroked her cheek with his fingertips.
"It's okay, with me here, I will help you find Mitian!!"
Ling Luoyu's nose was sour inexplicably, and tears began to flow.
Everything she saw in her dreams was true!
Mo Xuanchen's parents are real.
Cen Jia, it is also true!
It turned out that the fate between her and Mo Xuanchen had been determined as early as two thousand years.
She died in the previous life, and in this life, she was born again.
At this moment, she shuttled for another two thousand years, and became attached to Mo Xuanchen before he was born.
In the dark, their fates have long been connected.
Outside the palace wall, under the shade of the trees, in a chess game, their fate finally overlapped.
Tears slid down Ling Luoyu's cheeks, dripping down Mo Xuanchen's palm, hurting his heart.
"Yu'er, it's okay, everything is with me, no one can hurt you! Don't be afraid!"
Mo Xuanchen hugged her into his arms and kissed the tears on her cheek.
"Don't cry! I am here!! I am here!!!"
He hugged her tightly, kissed her on the forehead lightly, his eyes were absolutely murderous.
"That Gu Lan... he approached you because he also knew that you are the owner of the wild button! Therefore, you must be careful with him!! He is here now, coming to destroy the sky... I The adoptive father used his spiritual power to create an illusion. Only those who have entered the illusion can feel the aura of extinguishing the sky, see the location of the sword grave, and trace its whereabouts!!!
"It's here for me!" Ling Luoyu murmured lightly with his lips blooming.
Mo Xuanchen stopped abruptly, his eyes trembled: "What?"
Ling Luoyu hugged him with his arms and snuggled tightly.
"It's with me!!"
Feather eyelashes blinked, tears dripping.
She was suddenly very lucky that after two thousand years, she could still have this man.
Many things can happen in two thousand years.
Any bit of wind and grass may produce a butterfly effect, causing the two of them to miss and no intersection.
And now, she can still hold him, so good! ! !
Mo Xuanchen didn't know what was wrong with Ling Luoyu, so he could only hug her tightly.
"Yu'er, what's wrong with you?"
Ling Luoyu's arms tightened: "Hold me!!"
She leaned to his ear and whispered: "Do you know the meaning of your name?!"
Mo Xuanchen's body trembled suddenly, but there was no word.
Ling Luoyu continued to mutter: "In the darkness, everything has its own mystery and mystery, dictated by heaven. In these mysteries, we are like humble dust, so insignificant..."