"Punish me?" Shen Ran was stunned and couldn't help laughing wildly, "Hahaha, if you have the guts, go and report me to the dean. I absolutely welcome you to go! Come on, show me the guest!"
Let’s see who the dean will favor!
"You..." Wu Yi's face changed, he shook his sleeves fiercely, glared at Shen Ran and turned away.
Looking at the old man's back as he left, Shen Ran felt more proud than ever before. He felt very high-spirited. He hadn't felt so refreshed in a long time.
Wu Yi, you want to fight me with your poor judgement of people? Just go to bed!
Shen Ran laughed, which made the people in the alchemy hall look puzzled. Could it be that this old guy was mad at Wu Yi? He even said that he would cut off the supply. Isn't he afraid that the dean will blame him?
Everyone shook their heads, no one knew what the old man was thinking...
The moon was above the willows, the night was as blue as water, and a silver robe fluttered in the night sky, bringing with it an arc like silver light as it passed through the sky.
The young man lowered his eyes, his handsome and godlike face no longer had the lazy look he had at the beginning, his black eyes stared at the woman who was sitting cross-legged in meditation in the room, and there was a look of attachment in his black eyes.
"It's time for that man to come back."
He looked up at the quiet night sky, a smile on his lips. How long had he waited for this day, for the family to be reunited? How many days and nights? Even in a thousand years of deep sleep, the two faces that appeared in his dreams were the ones he would never forget.
Unfortunately, although they were present in his memory, these two people had long forgotten the entanglement in their previous life.
Forgot about him too...
Zi Qianjing's heart ached suddenly, and those cruel scenes flashed through his mind again. He couldn't help but bend over in pain, his expression full of pain.
"Jing'er, are you hurt?"
Suddenly, a pair of warm hands rested on his hands and a woman's concerned voice came from the front. The voice seemed to come from centuries ago and made him feel warm.
"I'm fine."
Zi Qianjing shook his head and raised his pale face. In the night wind, his slender figure looked so thin and weak, lonely and heartbreaking.
For some reason, seeing Zi Qianjing like this, Mu Ruyue's heart ached slightly and she tightly grasped his cold hand.
As the saying goes, mother and child are connected by heart. Even if there is no memory of the previous life, the connection from the soul will not change...
"Jing'er, I think we should know each other." Mu Ruyue looked at the young man in front of her seriously, with a strange light in her eyes.
At this moment, Zi Qianjing almost wanted to tell everything, but when the words came to his lips, he couldn't say them.
He didn't know whether she would believe his words, and whether she would think he was crazy and stay away from him after he said these words, or whether she would be scared? After all, some things were too unbelievable.
Who can believe such words?
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Zi Qianjing was really scared.
He was not afraid when Zi Feng captured him, nor when she chopped off his hands and feet. But now he was really scared, just like when he saw his parents turned to ashes under the thunderbolt...
"Can you... hug me?" Zi Qianjing looked at the stunning woman in front of him, his eyes full of hope. "You really look like my mother. She and my father left me when I was very young. When I saw you, I felt a sense of intimacy. So, can you hug me?"