Chapter 1297: Raiders the boss with no taste

"Why awkward?" He stroked her cheek, "I just met you after death, and the scenery is no different from ordinary people."
"But I have been dead for three hundred years, so am I not much older than you?"
He chuckled, "Can't say that, in the memory of the scenery, you have stayed in your best year, time has never changed you, and you are still that...the girl who has just passed away."
"Or you can talk." She hugged his waist happily, feeling happy, but soon, she thought of a question, "that day...what was the cemetery we saw?"
"According to my guess, it is the painful memory buried by the scenery. I have checked the historical records. Three hundred years ago, 132 people in the Xia family died in the flood caused by the dragon." At this point, he After a slight pause, he kissed the corner of her lips with pity, and he said softly, "Sheng Jing once set up tombstones for these people in his own world. After too long time passed, you gradually forgot the names of these people. The name on the tombstone disappeared, those rag dolls..."
"I understand." She leaned against his chest and closed her eyes, "I made those dolls too. I set up gravestones for everyone who died and made dolls, but then... I put them I forgot."
"this is not your fault."
"If it's not my fault... Then why am I the only one to become a ghost now?" She sobbed, "My parents are gone, why can they be reincarnated, but I have to remain in this world as a ghost? Wandering around?"
He patted her on the back, sighed and said, "Being a ghost, then there must be a wish, or regret, or hatred..."
"Really?" She blinked, "but I don't know if I have any regrets, or hatred..."
"It's okay, it's good for you to forget this."
"But... what's the matter with what you said can help me repay me?"
"I begged Grandpa Master." He smiled: "That is, my master's master, he said he would help me, as long as I can find the elixir that can help you repay your yang."
There was another fog in her eyes, "You just lost a hand just to find this thing...so?"
"The scenery, I found it." He said: "In the past, none of the people who entered the abyss can come out alive, but I just lost a hand. This is a very lucky thing. When you return to the sun, we will If we can be together without hindrance, we will get married. If you like children, then we will have another child."
"I really...can I pay you back?"
"Naturally." He lowered his head and smiled and kissed her again, "If the scenery can't return the sun, then I will be a ghost with you."
"I don't want it!" She grabbed his hand, "I want you to live, live well."
"We will live together." He pressed her back closer to her body, and he whispered in her ear, "I promise you."
Mo Qing had injuries. After all, he couldn't stay on the cold snow mountain for too long. After one night, Dao Zhiwei went up the mountain himself and told Mo Qing to go back.
Mo Qing was reluctant. He wanted to speak, and Zhiwei knew what he was thinking, and said directly: "You know, Linglongchi's aura is good for her. It is good for her to let her stay here. "
"Mo Qing, you should go back and heal your wounds first." The scenery smiled, "When you are well, you will come to see me again."