Lord, Let Me Go

Lian Cong's beautiful image in his heart is far away, but the beautiful shadow around him is real.

"Miss rice?"

Even Cong's divine consciousness lingered on his side. In addition, when misis approached him, he did not deliberately conceal his own deeds, so there was no misunderstanding.

"Is Mr. Lian looking at the stars?"

Misty is wearing a long, water blue skirt with a string of tassels hanging from her waist.

Her appearance is not only the beauty of the Marquis of Changhe, but also the gentleness of her mother. As long as she does not expose the natural lack of heart and eye, she still looks very pleasant.

At this time, she and Lian Cong stood side by side on the top of the star picking building, bathing in the breeze and the starlight. If someone looked from afar, it would be a good match.

"Well."

Even Cong knew that misis was a disciple of Qinghua, but he still rejected her a little.

After all, the hatred and harm Qinghua brought to him has been hovering and spreading in his heart for decades. Even if he has made a wise choice, he can be completely relieved, and he can't do it in a short time.

In fact, if it had not been in the Seven Star hall, misty had said a lot of good things for him, Lian Cong would not have been willing to talk to her calmly at this time.

At this moment, although Lian Cong's attitude towards misis is a little cold, at least he didn't refuse people thousands of miles away, or treat him with cold eyes directly, didn't he?

Misby's normal people lack an eye. Although they are sometimes neurotic, they can see many things that ordinary people can't see.

What's more, now that she has obtained the method of "nine palace arithmetic" by Daozu, it can be said that it is extremely appropriate to combine with her special constitution of being short of heart and eyes that day.

Besides, Qinghua, a great master, also gives advice from the side. Now misis has developed and mastered the power of physical fitness, which is not comparable to that of Wu Xia Amun.

Therefore, even Cong's attitude towards her, she will never be silly and unable to taste.

However, since she has come here, she will not come back in vain.

"Look at the Big Dipper stars in the sky. They are really twinkling and twinkling..."

Misburn said that she wanted to sing a little, but realized that Lian Cong didn't welcome her, so she tried to restrain herself.

"What does Miss Mi want to say?"

Although Lian Cong did not have a special constitution, his experience over the years made him develop a set of good skills of observing words and expressions. Misty's words were hesitant and clearly meant to mean something.

"Er..."

The blue skirt girl vomited her pink tongue, and her round eyes turned twice, as if she had made up her mind.

"Mr. Lian, have you ever thought that there should be far more than one ancient Seven Star pavilion to cultivate the power of the seven stars in the world and even the clans and even races who believe in the seven stars. But why did the Seven Star spirit get out of control and just fall into the Seven Star platform?"

"What do you mean?"

After listening to misis's words, even Cong's cold air suddenly appeared, and his eyes to the little girl were also slightly poor.

It seems to him that the reason why misis said this is purely to justify Qinghua. It means that the disappearance of the Seven Star spirit bead may not be all Qinghua's fault.

To blame, we can only blame you for the bad luck of the Seven Star ancient pavilion, and the fate of the people guarding Taiwan.

Of course, Lian Cong is not so narrow-minded, but he is too sensitive to this topic. In addition, misis is a disciple of Qinghua, so he thinks more about it.

But even if he is very unhappy in his heart, but his words and deeds are superior, but he does not show too excited, from which we can see his demeanor.

To tell you the truth, before the appearance of Qinghua, you should even complain about your fate, which is reasonable.

But now Qinghua has stood in front of him. If you want him to hate the unfairness of fate, he can't do it?

Er, how to say that, in fact, this thing is also the fate of the impermanent, nature makes people.

But how many people can really do it completely, with one mind to be happy?

In this way, people always tend to believe what they are willing to believe, and subconsciously ignore the fact that they are not willing to accept.

Compared with hating the illusory fate, people always tend to pour their anger on a concrete entity.

Even Cong is a human being, so it can't be free from vulgarity.

Er, and if someone's parents die, as a disciple of the enemy, you run to him and say that your parents died because of their bad life, in other words, they should die

What do people think in their hearts? I don't need to say anything more?

"Ah? Don't get me wrong. I don't mean what you think. You shouldn't misunderstand me. I mean what you can understand... "

Even Cong was confused by the sudden tongue twister, coughed twice and asked in a low voice, "what do you want to say?"