Mo Xuan dust's body obviously trembled: "feather son..."
He had imagined countless pictures of Ling Luoyu knowing the truth, but none of them was so calm.
Even if she can accept it, it won't be so indifferent.
The arm is slightly loose, he let go some: "feather son, I thought you would..."
"What? Do you want to die or live? "
"No..."
"It's just a future that hasn't happened yet, and it's not an irreversible past Besides, even the past can be reversed. What else can't be changed? "
If it is put in the past, after knowing the end of himself and Mo xuanchen, Ling Luoyu may still be hysterical.
But after so many things happened, her endurance even felt incredible.
"Yu'er, I found that You really grow up! " Ink Xuan dust this just found that their own woman, is not before that small pattern of women.
A person, with the improvement of experience and cultivation, the pattern in her eyes will also change qualitatively.
For now Ling Luoyu, she has been exposed to a larger world view.
Therefore, after knowing their future outcome, she will not panic and collapse in despair, but will analyze and face with him calmly.
At this moment, he suddenly felt that Ling Luoyu had completely grown into a woman who could shoulder everything with him!
"Grown up? Mo xuanchen, in your eyes, I am a An innocent little girl? " Ling Luoyu's coquettishness has once again diluted the heaviness of the topic.
It seems that what the blind man said is just a trivial incident.
"It's hard to tell if you are innocent, but you are definitely a little girl!" Mo xuanchen chuckled and whispered in his ear: "at least, it's the tender grass that the old cow wants to eat..."
"Mo xuanchen, you are really not serious. I told you something serious. What are you talking about?"