Chapter 214: Heartache
Just open your eyes.
When Zhang Qiling shouted "Be careful!" and grabbed Sang Mo's arm to take Sang Mo away, Hei Xia Zi had already pulled out a black gold dagger and approached him.
The white ghost took out a yellow talisman, and the talisman was already spontaneously combusting in his hand.
Xie Yuchen, who was standing the farthest away, also took out the dragon-patterned stick and stepped forward, seemingly ready to launch an attack immediately. This was also the moment when Aning held the dagger and slashed her palm, which was stained with Qilin's blood.
Sang Mo's hand had already touched the green-haired rice dumpling, and then -
Actually, there is nothing more to it.
Ju Mang's energy was once again displayed in front of the few people in a shocking manner. The green-haired zongzi, which was already withered in appearance, began to wither in an instant before the naked eye.
The soul imprisoned in this corpse, under the control of Guidao, turned into miserable wails.
But apart from Bai Gui, only Zhang Qiling could sense the wailing, as if he could hear some whistling wind passing by his ears.
However, the soul's resentment was too strong, even Hei Xiazi, Jie Yuchen and Aning noticed something unusual. The bone-chilling temperature made the hairs on their skin stand up.
Then, in a somewhat dramatic scene, the green-haired rice dumpling turned into a corpse in front of them that was so dry that it was unrecognizable, and the green hair on its body had lost its luster.
"......"
"......"
"......"
Aning took a breath. Although she was used to Sang Mo's efficiency, this was a green-haired rice dumpling!
Couldn't even last a minute?
It was probably one minute, Aning thought about it and it seemed like it only took one minute to finish off the green-haired rice dumpling!
She felt like a piece of crap and exclaimed, "Great! I've learned a lot!"
The white ghost blew a breath at the yellow talisman, and the flame of the burning talisman gradually died down. He threw the remaining yellow talisman on the ground and said, "Next time, don't do such a startling thing and waste a talisman of mys truly."
Although I know Sang Mo can't hear at all, I can't help but speak out.
Sang Mo took out a wet tissue and wiped his hands, carefully wiping each of his fingers clean. He casually threw the wet tissue on the ground and then lit a cigarette for himself.
"I can't help it. I am just this powerful. It is human nature to be envious and jealous."
Ah Ning, "......"
She turned around and didn't want to look at this man who suddenly became so arrogant. After dealing with the green-haired dumpling, she decided to look for a mechanism or other clues first.
During the search, Aning actually found the epitaph. She squatted there with a flashlight and began to study the epitaph.
At this time, Xie Yuchen also squatted on one knee, bending and looking at the words on the epitaph with a flashlight. He looked very focused and read very carefully.
Aning glanced at him and said in her heart that he was worthy of being the head of the Jie family. While those three men were still trying to make their presence felt in front of Sang Mo, the head of the Jie family had already begun researching the identity of the tomb owner.
It's no wonder that he can become the head of the Jiumen Jie family at such a young age. They are not simple people and have many schemes. If Sang Mo gets involved with such people, who knows how much he will suffer. He might even be sold out and still have to thank them with a smile.
Thinking of this, Aning glanced at Jie Yuchen with caution, but moved his feet away.
Xie Yuchen caught a glimpse of this action from the corner of his eye and knew that he was being disliked. Perhaps after arriving at the Yunding Palace, a cooperative relationship was established between Aning and Sang Mo.
This cooperative relationship was further deepened after the trip to Tamuto. Although no one knew what happened in Tamuto, anyone with a discerning eye could see that Aning's attitude towards Sang Mo was different.
What's more, if a woman can let a man live in the same tent with her, there must be trust between them in addition to a cooperative relationship.
He was not angry, and in fact he had no right to be angry.
The reason why he was not welcomed by Sang Mo was because of the evil things he had done in the past, so he could not blame anyone else.
It can only be said that even if he regretted, he was diligently maintaining the appearance of the head of the Jie family while regretting.
The head of the Xie family cannot allow others to see his weaknesses, nor can he allow others to spy on his weaknesses.
Since Sang Mo's current impression of him is that he is good at calculating, he cannot take the initiative to come forward and make his presence felt.
No matter what, Sang Mo still remembered the killing of Li Lianhuan and Wu Sanxing. As a member of the Nine Gates and the head of the Jie family, he could not join in the fun and show off his presence at such a critical juncture.
At this moment, he actually hoped that Sang Mo would lose his memory. It was not that he wanted Sang Mo to forget about killing Jie Lianhuan and Wu Sanxing. Even if he forgot, there would always be someone mentioning it in his ear.
He hoped that Sang Mo would only remember him after he lost his memory, just like Sang Mo only remembered Hei Xia Zi after he lost his memory.
Unfortunately, when Sang Mo lost her memory and only remembered him, he did not come forward.
That mistake was ultimately an error and regret that could never be corrected.
At that time, he was rational and thought that if he approached Sang Mo now, it would only make him alert. Now thinking about it, just like what Hei Xia Zi said, people cannot always be rational.
Sometimes, when emotions are in place, using reason to suppress and restrain them is not just being hot-blooded. Emotions do not have that much rationality, and such restraint of emotions is too rigid, making people feel no passion and enthusiasm.
He also couldn't feel the sincerity and passion of this feeling. It was a pity that he was so confident at that time, but now he regrets it.
It is not something that can be told to outsiders.
Not only was Sang Mo unaware of Xie Yuchen's thoughts, even Hei Xiazi hadn't guessed it to such a deep level.
Although Hei Xia Zi felt that Hua Er Ye was indeed a little strange when he met him this time, and seemed a little absent-minded.
But Hei Xia Zi didn't think much about it. He guessed that Hua Er Ye regretted it, and it was normal for someone who regretted to be absent-minded.
When he first regained his memory, wasn't he also absent-minded for a long time? Whether he opened his eyes or closed them, all he saw was Sang Mo. This name was like a curse, lingering in his mind.
Zhang Qiling lowered his eyes and glanced at his hands. He seemed to still feel the residual warmth on them. He rubbed his fingers carefully, savoring the touch of his skin while thinking about how to complete the task inadvertently.
Holding hands can be done with an unintentional touch, but the back is suddenly——
All of a sudden, Zhang Qiling thought about not letting him get hurt, and the scene of Sang Mo getting hurt while protecting him emerged in front of him again.
In order to protect him, he even often cut his palms and used the blood of the Qilin.
If Sang Mo wasn't there, he would have done this kind of thing himself.
But if he is injured, Sang Mo will receive double the system punishment!
During those days when he was unaware, Sang Mo had endured so much punishment that he could endure it without making any sound.
The sour and stinging feeling in his heart was about to overflow. In fact, Zhang Qiling rarely allowed himself to get hurt.
Because his memory was fully awakened, he knew that if he got hurt, Sang Mo would receive double the punishment and pain, so he tried hard not to get hurt.
Whether outside the tomb or inside the tomb with Sang Mo.
Sometimes, learning to love yourself doesn’t require constant reminders, but only takes a moment.
At the moment when his memory was fully awakened, Zhang Qiling understood an emotion called heartache, called love, called cherishing and caring.
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