Chapter 1963: The whereabouts of Emperor Cang (1)

"You probably also found the problem with Mo Lishang, otherwise you would not leave him alone and run out."
Feng Lichen's gaze fell on Bai Yan's body, his voice indifferent as usual, it was difficult to hear the other emotions contained.
"This is my business, and it has nothing to do with you."
Bai Yan collected all her thoughts and looked up at Feng Lichen. Her tone was indifferent and her face calm and calm.
As if what she was standing in front of her eyes was just an insignificant stranger.
Feng Lichen smiled bitterly and said, "Yan'er, we don't even have the qualifications to be friends now?"
"If I didn't think of anything, maybe...I wouldn't be like this," Bai Yan's black eyes contained a cold light, "Feng Lichen, that reincarnation nightmare, let me remember everything that happened thousands of years ago. I remember, although I don't hate you, how do you want me to forgive you?"
How do you let me forgive you?
Feng Lichen's heart only felt scratched by the knife, and he couldn't help frowning because of the pain.
He just wanted to continue to say something, Bai Yan has slowly turned around, facing the man behind him.
"I have nothing to say to you, and I don't want you to continue to appear in my life, Feng Lichen, go, from now on, I don't want to see you again."
After these words fell, Bai Yan's figure had already chased in the direction Liu Chenshuang had left.
The breeze blows, and the willow leaves are depressed.
The man was standing under the tree, and the colorful leaves fell on his shoulders. He was like the yellow leaves, lonely and desolate.
His gaze followed Bai Yan's back, and he couldn't take it back for a long time, until the woman's red dress disappeared in his eyes, he still stood stiffly under the tree, like the whole world, only left Under the left back...
Such a man is quite distressing.
...
The valley is long.
The white clouds are like fog, and the smoke is sparse, like a fairyland on earth.
The man's body is sitting against the tree, his hands are tightly pinching his heart, his brows are frowning, and there is a pain in his phoenix eyes.
His face was slightly pale, cold sweat slipped off his beautiful face, and lightly slid over his white collarbone, with a rather seductive taste.
It's just that his heart hurts so badly. As long as he doesn't remember the person in his heart, his heart will tingle with bursts of pain, but if he tries desperately to remember, his brain is about to explode.
Such feelings are painful.
"Are you OK?"
A delicate voice came from in front of the man, his brow furrowed slightly, and he raised his head to look at the girl standing in front of him.
Mo Xinyan's heart was filled with joy, and there was light in her pretty eyes.
She also accidentally heard someone tell Master that this man had appeared in the Heavenly Valley. For this reason, she sneaked over after Master left, hoping to find his whereabouts before Master found him.
Unexpectedly, they were so predestined. Not long after she came, she found him...
"Look, you have forgotten all of your things, you only remember one Yan'er, but I am also called Yan'er, and... so many people are looking for you, but they haven't found you, and I just came here not long. I found your whereabouts, do you think we are fate?"
Mo Xinyan smiled, her eyebrows and her eyes were pretty girlish.
"roll!"