Chapter 23 Fairy under the moon, Qingshui City!

Ask for support and red tickets!

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"Sister, if the relationship lasts for a long time, how can it be day and night!"

"The separation now is just for a better reunion in the future!"

Ye Qingyan's words were sincere, and every sentence came from the bottom of his heart. He turned around and stared at Murong Qingcheng with tearful eyes in front of him.

"I understand!"

Murong Qingcheng suddenly opened his mouth and said in a quiet voice.

The moon is like water, the stars are shining everywhere, Murong Qingcheng's purple clothes are dancing, and the green silk is flying. Against the moonlight, the holy and beautiful is like a goddess.

Her eyes are picturesque, her beautiful eyes are affectionate, and her temperament is like spring breeze and snow. She stands on the top of the attic, like a nine-day fairy, accidentally falling into the mortal world.

Ye Qingyan stared at the magnificent Murong Qingcheng and was completely infatuated.

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At dawn the next day, the sun did not rise, the stars did not disappear, and the full moon was still hanging on the edge of the sky, shaky.

On the top of a mountain, the trees are lush, the grass is green, and the crystal clear dewdrops are hanging on the leaves, which are extremely fresh and beautiful.

Ye Qingyan stood on the top of the mountain with his hands on his back, staring at the beautiful and exquisite attic in the distance, with his eyes ethereal.

Shen Feiyan stood behind Ye Qingyan and looked at Ye Qingyan, who was not a part of his mind, and his heart was bitter.

"What a pain!" Shen Feiyan muttered in her heart that Ye Qingyan was born in the royal family. He should have had the most superior life, but now he has to be forced by reality and die! His young but mature heart carried too much, those hatreds that made him overwhelmed, and those responsibilities imposed on his young shoulders made him choose to stay away from the benefits of Lanxin and the country-qing cheng... Murong Qingcheng!

Ye Qingyan's hands were pinched, his fingers were white, and the blue veins on his arm were exposed. Ye Qingyan stared at the attic in the distance and muttered softly, "Sister, wait for me!"

"Teacher, let's go!"

Ye Qingyan suddenly turned around and strode away.

Shen Feiyan was stunned at first, and then shook her head immediately. When she was interrupted, she would suffer from chaos. Unexpectedly, Shen Feiyan, who was the smartest person in the world, was not as good as a 14-year-old teenager!

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On the top of the attic, on a balcony, there are hundreds of flowers blooming and butterflies dancing. Murong Qingcheng, dressed in purple, stared at Ye Qingyan, who was far away, and his beautiful eyes were full of reluctance.

"Sister, you... Why don't you let him stay? As long as you open your mouth, I don't think he will refuse!"

Murong Feixue, dressed in snow, slowly walked out from behind Murong Qingcheng, spoke quietly and said gently.

"There is a feast in the world. Besides, a good man is self-righteous and aspires to be in the world!"

Murong Qingcheng suddenly turned around, his beautiful eyes were affectionate, and he smiled like a flower.

Murong Qingcheng opened the envelope in his hand. His handwriting was elegant, but he was a little arrogant and domineering, but more of it was indifferent and casual. It seemed that as soon as he opened the letter paper, he could see the man in white with a faint smile on the corners of his lips, whispering to you and singing to you.

"Sister, don't you want to know the answer? Qingyan will tell you now!"

"Qingyan hopes that in the future, I can always have you by my side, watch hundreds of millions of miles of picturesque scenery, and see the vicissitudes of the world. Whether the mountains and rivers are exhausted or the sea is dry and the rocks are rotten, Qingyan hopes that in my future years of freedom in the world, there will be your figure and follow me... to the ends of the sea!"

"Wait for me, sister!"

Ye Qingyan's words are extremely plain, but it is not difficult to hear the deep but sincere emotions he contains.

Although Murong Qingcheng's beautiful eyes are full of tears, the smile on the corners of his lips is more and more gentle. She knows Ye Qingyan's character, is restrained and deep, and never easily shows her emotions. He would rather hold many things in his heart forever and bear them silently. He is not willing to declare them and let others share them for him. If If it's not this separation, he feels a little guilty, and he won't say these words to himself.

Murong Qingcheng's heart is sweet. I don't know if there will be a chance in the future. Listening to him say this to me, Murong Qingcheng's heart muttered.

Murong Feixue next to

looked at her sister's happy and sweet smile and thought of the same excellent Ye Qingyan. Somehow, she felt a little more melancholy.

Murong Jue, standing in the distance, looked at Murong Qingcheng's heartfelt joy, but he smiled bitterly.

"Oh, forget it, never mind, children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren. Let them solve those things by themselves!"

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The five elements of the continent are vast, and no one has ever known how big the continent is. According to legend, there was a peak emperor who started from Tianxue Mountain and flew non-stop for 300 years, but still did not see the end of the sky!

The power of an emperor's realm can fly hundreds of kilometers in an instant, not to say a peak emperor who is countless times stronger than a junior emperor! The vastness of the continent can be seen.

The five elements of the mainland are divided into Kyushu, and the Tianshui Empire is the most powerful of the five empires, monopolizing the three states!

Shenzhou, where Tianshui Capital is located, as well as Qingzhou and Yongzhou, Murong Jue lived in the center of Yongzhou, and Ye Qingyan finally came to Qingshui City after a long journey for several days.

Qingshui City, with a population of nearly 10 million, is located on the border of Yongzhou and connected to Xuanzhou of the Tiantu Empire, and there are wars from time to time.

Ye Qingyan and Shen Feiyan walked on the streets of the city, looking at the people walking on the street and listening to the hawking next to the vendors, they felt a sense of trance from time to time. After all, no matter who is away from the social crowd for a long time, but suddenly being in a lively place will be a little uncomfortable.

The two came to an inn called Yuelai Restaurant, ordered a few dishes, a pot of sake, and quietly listened to the talk of the warriors in the restaurant.

In the dinner and the restaurant, it is generally the place where news and gossip are most widely spread. The main reason why Ye Qingyan and the two chose to settle here is to get some useful information.

"The head of the Iron Fist Gate has passed away. His eight apprentices have recently fought for the position of leader!" A man in blue said mysteriously.

"The daughter of the patriarch of the Divine Leg Sect was teased, and she was made a lot of trouble in this heavenly city!" A man with dirty and messy hair, with a little obscene things.

"To put it out. Recently, the mainland is an eventful time!" A man holding a folding fan suddenly smiled.

"Yes, our Tianshui has become a pot of porridge recently!" One after another.

"What's the matter!" A guy whose message may be blocked is confused.

"What else can it be? What else can there be besides Ye Jiuxiao, the king of Zhentian, killing his nephew and usuring the throne? An obviously radical guy shouted when he saw that there were still people who didn't know about it.

Ye Qingyan and Shen Feiyan's bodies were shocked, and the Lord came!