Chapter 1294: Raiders the boss with no taste

Just as it was about to sunset today, the sound of footsteps in the snow rang, and the scenery suddenly stood up and looked at the man who was not far away vigilantly.
He was dressed in black, and the falling snowflakes adorned him with some white, and she knew who he was at a glance.
"Mo Qing!" She called out the name almost immediately and rushed towards him.
Mo Qing opened his hand and caught her rushing body. He sniffed her body deeply, and asked in a low voice, "How are you doing these days when I'm away?"
"Not good..." she sobbed, "I've been waiting for you to come back, someone caught me here, they said I was a ghost..."
"Now I'm back, the scenery doesn't need to cry anymore." He raised his hand and wiped her tears gently with his fingers. No matter how pale and haggard, he seemed to be full of warmth at this moment.
"Mo Qing..." Feng Guang felt that something was wrong with him, she raised her head, looked at him carefully, and then grabbed the empty sleeve on his left side, and asked in a daze, "Where is your hand?"
"It's just a small matter, don't care."
She increased the volume, "I ask you, where are your hands!?"
Mo Qing sighed helplessly, and could only answer: "Some accidents happened, don't worry about the scenery, I don't hurt anymore."
She discovered that his face was very pale, and they had only been separated for five or six days. The pain of breaking his hand, how could it not hurt?
"What did you do? Why are your hands gone?" She cried harder, "Is it because of me, the people from the fairy gate punished you, you can say... I seduce/lead you, why do you Lost a hand?"
"The people from the fairy gate didn't punish me." He put his arm around her waist and kissed her tears. "Don't cry, this matter has nothing to do with you. Master agreed with me to see you, which proves, There will be no one to embarrass me in the fairy gate."
She clutched the empty sleeves tightly, "Then what's the matter with your hand?"
"I went to a very dangerous place, in order to find something to make the scenery return to the sun, I found the thing, and I came back alive to see the scenery. That's fine, isn't it?" He lowered his head slightly and kissed her. His lips swallowed all her sobs.
A kiss that hadn't been seen for many days, full of tender affection, Feng Jing's body slowly relaxed, raised her hand to wrap his neck, suddenly, she remembered something, opened her eyes and pushed him away, ending the kiss, she Also ran three steps away from him.
Mo Qing blinked, "What's the matter?"
"Someone told me...I will absorb the vitality of living people unconsciously..." She slammed her mouth and said aggrieved: "Mo Qing, I'd better stay away from you."
"These words are my master said?"
"No... it was said by a man named Qiuzhi." She didn't look very good when she mentioned him.
"Among the immortals, there is no one named Qiu Zhi."
After a glorious meal, "Then who is he..."
"Don't worry." Mo Qing's eyes dimmed slightly, and she stepped forward and hugged her into her arms. "The scenery can do nothing to worry about, let me hug you well."
She smelled his body that made her feel at ease. After all, she couldn't bear to push him away this time. She just hugged him a little bit. It should be fine...
The moonlight is like a hook. Under the mountain, Zhiwei is holding a box in his hand. He is waiting for someone. Soon, there is a figure of a man in white in his sight, but this man’s gentle eyes are now hidden. More indifference.
Zhiwei sighed, "Why torture yourself like this?"
He smiled, "Xiao Zhiwei, you don't understand."
"I don't understand many things." Zhiwei said with pity, "but she has been trapped for three hundred years. I hope this time I can see that Mo Qing used one hand to exchange what you want. For the sake of her, you can let her go, or you can let yourself go."
"So, you disobeyed my order and let him come to see the scenery." He smiled colder, "how do I remember that Xiao Zhiwei used to hate scenery?"
"I never hated her, but sometimes, young people always don't like to reveal their true emotions."
He laughed again, raised his hand, and the box flew into his hand. His figure was darkened, and his smile was mercilessly visible, "I have let go once, this time, no matter how much sacrifice I have to sacrifice, I will not let go. ."
"Master!" In the night, only Zhiwei's panicked voice sounded.