Chapter 2074
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Feng Qian Che's eyes slightly trembled as the words' I'm not willing 'echoed in his ears.
Actually, he had enough power to protect her and he didn't care about the gossip of others.
Seeing that she cared more about him, he directly made up a lie.
A lie that made his heart warm and moved …..
Luo Qingchen calmly walked in front of the girl playing the guzheng. The girl respectfully bowed and gave her a seat.
System, help me with something.
[Ding, 1000 exchange points has been taken. You have received one help from the system!]
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The further she went in the space-time world, the lower her need for exchange points became.
After all, she, who had a blank memory, had become strong through countless trials and tribulations.
The system seemed to have sensed what she wanted and directly opened its lion's mouth.
However, she didn't care. She just gave a proud snort in her heart and said to the system: Raising the price on the ground, taking advantage of people's difficulties.
She took back all her emotions and slightly knit her brows. Her eyes were as calm as water.
Snowflakes fell from the sky and mixed with the peach blossom petals, it was a beautiful scene.
Once upon a time, the previous host who loved peach blossoms had even been cruelly thrown away by Rong Mu Ling.
But today, Feng Qian Che had given her the entire Eastern Palace's peach forest.
She should apologize to the original owner, because when she saw Rong Mu Ling in the future, she felt a heavy feeling in her heart. She wanted to bid farewell to him completely.
"My big sister has always been a very gentle person." Luo Qingchen raised her hands and softly plucked the strings twice, saying, "It's a pity that her life was bitter and she didn't meet the right person."
She plucked the strings again and it was like she was telling a story, allowing everyone present to immerse themselves in this atmosphere.
"This song is dedicated to the big sister who once risked her life to see. I hope that she can have someone to accompany her in her next life and have someone to protect her."
That year, the streets were filled with spring and the rain was like a dream on horseback.
Hiding from the rain under the eaves, she looked into a pair of deep eyes, just like the gentle breeze of snow on Mount Hua.
The drizzle was slightly cold and the wind blew a faint fragrance.
My heart throbbed, just like your gentle sword, gracefully passing by.
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As she sang, a few butterflies suddenly landed on the strings of her zither.
They danced gracefully in the snow and peach blossoms. It was a beautiful sight to behold.
At this moment, everyone present was stunned. Could this be the so-called Art of Divination that cultivators knew?
Luo Qingchen was completely immersed in the atmosphere of this song. In her opinion, this song could completely tell …
The life of the original host …
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Later, who reunited at the wedding banquet, the beauty by the side of the candlelight flickering red.
The lamplight reflected a pair of picturesque faces, like a gentle old dream on a cardamom branch.
He didn't know who the other party was. Suddenly, his thoughts surged.
Your white clothes are the same as before, and your expression is somewhat cold. Who knows that my heart is filled with fear?
Maybe I should pretend to be crazy while I'm drunk, and borrow your embrace to keep a touch of lipstick.
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Outside the mountain gate, the snow brushed against his white robes and melted at his fingertips.
With a long sword on his back, he wondered where he should go in the vast Jianghu.
In this life, he was mocking himself like a joke.
It was just wishful thinking.
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If you were of the same mind from the beginning, why did you provoke me into giving you the wrong feelings?
Could it be that you were moved when you saw me lose my soul?
Fortunately, after years of drifting in the world of mortals, my heart was already riddled with holes.
Why would I be afraid of you using your fickle feelings as a blade? Adding a crack wouldn't hurt.
Why not bury the past in the wind, use the long sword as a monument, and the frost and snow as a grave.
In this life, if the fault lies in meeting someone, I ask for a good ending.
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