"Saint, I didn't catch it." He spoke indifferently without too much explanation.

Despite the explanation, it sounds a bit feeble.

"Oh?" Mo Qingge sneered with tears in her eyes. "I saw it with my own eyes, and my mother also admitted it. Demon emperor, do you want to cover it up in front of me?"

"Now, my mother is dead. Are you satisfied with your killing?" Mo Qingge looked into his eyes and asked.

Hearing this, Gu felt a little surprised.

The saint is dead?

Guilt and remorse came to my mind.

Although she didn't kill the virgin herself, it has something to do with the demon clan. He has the same responsibility.

Seeing that Mo Qingge was very sad, he was also very unhappy.

He's the one who's sorry.

"I'm blind. I'll be blinded by you and hurt my mother!" Mo Qingge's tone is absolutely determined, "Gu Mian Mo, up to now, I know how cruel you are. I hate you. I want to cut you to pieces!"

Every word, like a sharp dagger, pierced his heart.

"Sorry, song er..."

"What's the use of sorry?" Mo Qingge interrupted him, "you said I'm sorry, my mother can be peaceful?"

His Mo Mou flits over a dim, soft voice opens a way: "holy daughter, it is really demon clan to capture East China Sea, it is I supervise not effectively, so, you killed me, pay for your mother's life."

If he could give more comfort to Ge'er, he would die.

The voice of emptiness and desolation is like death.

It was he who indirectly killed the saint. Even if Ge'er delayed him, he deserved it.

Mo Qingge's tearful eyes are whirling and his heart is like a knife.

How could she really think that uncle Huang would harm her mother?

These words, just for the sake of making a scene, said to Shangguan Feng listen.

But Uncle Huang took it seriously.

How desperate should I be to say that I want to kill him.

"Qingge." Shangguan Feng said, "I'm sorry for the change. The evil is so evil that I can't regret my death!"

"I won't kill you." Mo Qingge sneered, "it's cheap for you to fight for your life. I want you to live worse than death!"

After a pause, she continued: "I forgot to answer the question you just asked. I stabbed you on purpose to save the people I care about."

After that, she took a look at Shangguan maple.

Gu Mian Mo's heart trembled.

She said care about people, refers to Shangguan Maple?

Shangguan Maple face dew joy: "Qingge, you these words, are serious?"

"Of course." Mo Qingge didn't deny it, and glanced at him coldly, "Feng is devoted to me, and never deceives me. At the beginning, in Qiyun hall, he didn't hesitate to spend the essence of his life for me. Naturally, he is the person I care about most."

When I was in Qiyun hall, Shangguan Feng didn't hesitate to save her life?

Oh!

Gu Mo's mood sank to the bottom of the valley, a dark.

It turned out that Ge'er always thought that the person who gave her life was Shangguan Feng, and she always kept this kindness in mind.

He was willing to do everything for Ge'er. He never wanted Ge'er to keep it in mind. He didn't want Ge'er to have any psychological burden, so he didn't mention it.

But now, Ge'er records all this as the kindness of others.

Shangguanfeng, he doesn't deserve it!

"Once upon a time, I thought you were sincere to me." Mo Qingge then added:

"Later, I found out that I thought that when I needed you, you were always not by my side. It was Feng who accompanied me through difficulties again and again. He was the one who really treated me!"

The words broke his heart and he was doomed!

It turned out that Ge'er complained so much about him.

"Qingge, are you serious?" It's Shangguan Feng. He's excited.

Did Qingge finally see his sincerity?

Mo Qingge endured nausea, nodded gently and said with a smile, "if you don't believe me, I'll prove it to you."

Words fall, she stood on tiptoe, a dragonfly cold kiss, fell on Shangguan Maple's side face.

Electric shock like cool, across the heart.

Gu Mian Mo nodded slightly, his fingers curled tightly, and a desperate tear fell from the corner of his eyes.

His heart has long been trampled beyond recognition and worthless.

"Qingge, I believe it. I believe it." Shangguan Maple heart happy bloom, holding her little hand, would not let go.

Mo Qingge endure heartache, reluctantly pull out a bitter smile.

Uncle Huang, I'm sorry.

You wait for Ge'er, she will help you out soon, and let Shangguan Feng pay the price!

She couldn't bear to hurt uncle Huang, so she said, "Maple, let's go."

She leaned in Shangguan Feng's arms and stared at Gu Yinmo coldly with hatred: "I don't want to see this evil again. Seeing him will only make me sick!"

"Good." Shangguan Feng readily agreed, "let's go."

After that, he gently hugged Mo Qingge's shoulder, threw a provocative look at Gu Mian Mo, and then turned away.

The stone door closes slowly, Gu Mian Mo looks at her back, lost and broken eyes, lost for a long time.

……

Along the way, Mo Qingge's heart is particularly heavy. It hurts to think of that gloomy dungeon.

She must rescue uncle Huang as soon as possible.

Otherwise, Shangguan Maple will be uncle Huang as a thorn in the eye, will not let him go easily!

Out of the dungeon, Mo Qingge is blindfolded and brought back to the original room. The border is still there.

"Qingge, your hands are so cold." Shangguan Feng held her little hand and said with concern, "is the dungeon too cold and cold, catching a cold?"

"Nothing."

She slowly pulled away her hand, trying to control her emotions and try not to show resistance.

Aware of her subtle resistance, Shangguan Feng asked: "Qingge, just in the dungeon those words, are you serious, or... Just deliberately said to him?"

Mo Qingge looked into his eyes and pretended to be serious: "of course I'm serious."

"He killed my mother. I hate him before it's too late. Everything I say to him comes from my heart!"

Shangguan Maple face smile, I don't know how happy.

"Qingge, you can start to care about my sincerity, I am very happy." This sentence, he is also from the heart.

Words fall, he low eyes close, want to kiss the lips of Mo Qingge.

Mo Qingge felt disgusted. Subconsciously, she dodged a little and said, "Maple, I'm still uncomfortable."

"What's the matter?"

Shangguan Maple face dew worry, personally help her feel the pulse.

In a moment, he said, "your pulse is a little confused. You must be frightened. Come on, have a rest. I'll fry some medicine for you."

After that, he helped Mo Qingge and sat down on the bed.

"Well." Mo Qingge nodded, but he held the corner of his coat, "wait!"

"Why?" Shangguan Feng turned around and said half jokingly, "don't you want to leave me?"