Chapter 313: The Sakura Spirit of the Cold Destiny Master (17)

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This night was the second time that Mo Baici had insomnia in thousands of years. The first time was when he calculated his own calamity.

He closed his eyes slightly, and his mind was filled with that sweet smile, like a warm breeze, blowing into his heart without warning.

Ah, this is what it feels like to be tempted by a mortal heart.

A hundred years ago, the love calamity in his life was just a mirage.

But now, he knows that everything is not over yet.

For him, this is just the beginning...

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Three days later, the date of departure from the Sea Soul Dead Marsh.

Luo Qingchen prepared everything and walked towards the main hall.

She held a Yueying dress in her hand and decided to return it to Mo Baici.

But the moment Mo Baici saw it, he frowned and said, "You're not wearing it?"

"I..." Luo Qingchen bit his lip and said, "I'll listen to you, Shaoqing..."

"Put it on." He hardly gave her any chance to speak, but said to her seriously, "The Sea Soul Death Marsh is not for ordinary people to go to. Since I said I would protect you, I will do it naturally."

In fact, she didn't know that he was a little unhappy deep in his heart.

People who have always been indifferent to the world will also feel a faint emotion in their hearts because the first gift they gave was rejected.

As soon as the voice fell, he walked out of the hall. While walking, he didn't forget to explain: You must wear it.

She thought about it for a long time in the side hall, and finally put Yue Yingshang neatly into the package.

After all, she still couldn't do it, let others bear all her pain. This feeling of putting other people's lives on herself is really impossible to accept calmly.

Before leaving, she knew that it turned out that it wasn't just her and Mo Baici who went to the Sea Soul Death Marsh this time.

There were also Li Jinfeng and Yan Ruoyao.

Both of them looked at her at the same time.

Although the emotions expressed by these two looks were very different.

Li Jinfeng half-closed his eyes and looked at Luo Qingchen not far away. She changed from the cherry blossom-colored silk skirt she always wore in the past to a moon-white long skirt, with three thousand black hair hanging down her waist and a cherry blossom white jade hairpin inserted diagonally on her head.

Her eyebrows and eyes were clear and carefree, but it was different from when she was by his side for a hundred years. There was only him, Li Jinfeng, in her eyes.

Now she stood next to the legendary cold and arrogant destiny master, and she looked so well matched.

Deep in her heart was filled with different emotions, a woman who had been pampered by him for a whole hundred years. Suddenly one day, she became different.

She suddenly became dazzling, unreachable, and...

indifferent.

The look she gave him was no longer the only one of determination. Instead, she almost didn't even have a slight glance on him...indifferent.

As for Yan Ruoyao, resentment, unwillingness, jealousy, and all kinds of emotions spread in her heart, but she couldn't do anything with the century action.

After all, who in this Tianchui Continent can move the people around Mo Baici.

"Starting from here, it will take about three days to reach the Sea Soul Dead Marsh by flying on a sword." Mo Baici's voice came coldly, interrupting everyone's thoughts.

"Master Baici, do you really think that the Linglong Ring can help us find the Xuankongju sacred object Xingchen Sword?" Yan Ruoyao's tone was slightly disdainful, but her expression was a serious inquiry.

"Well." Mo Baici was concise.

A simple word, but full of momentum.

Xingjun heard the words and continued: "The God of Stars once said that there is spiritual communication between ancient artifacts. If you want to find the Xingchen Sword, you must have the same artifact as a guide, otherwise it is like looking for a needle in a haystack. Ruoyao, do you understand?"

"Yes... Ruoyao offended." Yan Ruoyao hurriedly lowered her head and admitted her mistake unwillingly.