Conquering the country and seeking the empress

Chapter 162 Guilt, Gouli

"The ghost elder of the Holy Maiden Valley was rescued by Gong Chenyu."

Zhaohe never expected that Gong Chenyu would have some connection with the Holy Maiden Valley. He always thought that Yan Guo would be the one with the deepest relationship with the Holy Maiden Valley, but now it seems that Gong Chenyu is the one with the deepest relationship.

Di Xi raised her eyebrows lazily, and looked at the direction in which Mo Jincheng disappeared with her cold eyes.

That direction is the ruins of the Celestial Dynasty!

Ruins!

Di Xi's eyes became deeper and deeper.

【Di Xi, I want to know, where are the relics of the Baishi Dynasty? 】

Ah Cheng has been asking him about the ruins of the Baishi Dynasty. At that time, he was also confused, but he had no other ideas, but now...

Ah Cheng, what exactly do you want to do?
"Master, Gong Chenyu..." Zhaohe raised his eyebrows, not knowing why the master kept looking in that direction, but what he was anxious about now was the malignant tumor of Gong Chenyu.

"What are you asking? Just kill Zhu." Di Xi's cold eyes swept away, Zhao He opened his mouth, but finally couldn't speak; in fact, he really wanted to ask, if he killed Gong Chenyu, what about that ghost girl?
The Valley of the Holy Maiden is now destroyed, but that ghost mother is also from the Valley of the Holy Maiden...

……

Mo Jincheng took Sheng Yaoxi all the way to the ruins of the Baishi Dynasty, praying that there would be a place she wanted there.

Sheng Yaoxi sat behind her and couldn't help asking where she was taking him?
Mo Jincheng's eyes paused, and suddenly, she reined in the horse with all her strength.

Then his eyes went dark, and he fell off the horse.

"Shu'er..." Shocked, Sheng Yaoxi quickly jumped off the horse and straightened Mo Jincheng.

"Shu'er, how are you? Don't scare me, okay?" Soon, Sheng Yaoxi's eyes filled with tears.

Mo Jincheng opened her blurry eyes, and vaguely saw Sheng Yaoxi's tears.

"Fool, why are you crying to a stranger?" People's feelings are really complicated and difficult to understand.

"I...I feel bad." Sheng Yaoxi sobbed; seeing more corpse spots appearing on Mo Jincheng's face, Sheng Yaoxi cried even harder.

"Help me up! I want to go somewhere," she said.

The faint smile seemed to be fleeting.

Sheng Yaoxi nodded with a sob, helped Mo Jincheng and carried her onto the horse.

Just as he was about to get on his horse, a carriage was rushing towards him not far away. The carriage was getting closer and closer. Sheng Yaoxi saw an old figure in a black cloak sitting in front of the carriage. Sheng Yaoxi froze and stood up. I can't move for a long time there.

"Xie'er..." The carriage stopped, and the black figure in front of the carriage stepped down.

"Elder Ghost..." Sheng Yaoxi was a little astonished.

"Xie'er, hurry up, stay away from her, stay away from her." The ghost girl hurriedly approached Sheng Yaoxi, fearing that she would be hurt.

"Elder Ghost, don't come here..." Sheng Yaoxi stepped back, his original astonishment was replaced by disappointment.

"Xi'er..." Guiniang's heart froze, seeing Sheng Yaoxi's disappointed eyes, her heart ached sharply. "Xie'er, do you know what you're talking about? Come here and stay away from her."

The Valley of the Holy Maiden was wiped out, and Yinger and Ronger disappeared. She didn't want to see anything happen to the child Sheng Yaoxi.

"I'm sorry, Elder Ghost." Sheng Yaoxi lowered his eyelids, thinking of their concealment, his heart was full of grievances. "Elder Ghost, thank you for your love for so many years, I'm sorry Xi'er let you down."

With that said, he stepped into the carriage and galloped away.

"Xi'er...Xi'er...Xi'er." The ghost mother yelled hurriedly, but she hated iron for being weak in her heart, and felt an urge to wake Sheng Yaoxi up; how could Xi'er leave with the murderer who killed the valley?
Thinking of the man's purpose, Gui Niang turned around and got into the carriage, and asked the coachman to drive after him.

……

Sitting at the front, Mo Jincheng clearly felt Sheng Yaoxi's emotions, and a strange emotion flashed across his alienated eyes.

"Xieer...I...."

Mo Jincheng paused, not knowing what to say.

"Shu'er... am I going too far?" Thinking of the lonely figure of Guiniang standing there, Sheng Yaoxi was filled with guilt and guilt.

Mo Jincheng shook his head. "I only know that she treats you very well, even I am jealous."

Especially just now, she saw the difference between Gui Niang and Sheng Yaoxi; that kind of care and love, she couldn't enjoy Mo Jincheng.

"Shu'er... don't talk about it, you don't understand." She used to think that having the love of a ghost mother was the happiest, but since the incident with Jiang Chiying and Lei Chen, she suspected that those so-called loves were all is fake.

Mo Jincheng sighed slightly, and she said: "If you think that everything in the past was a scam, then I can tell you that in my world, there was not even a scam."

Guiniang's love for Sheng Yaoxi is true, but while taking care of Sheng Yaoxi, she also has to think about the family and the Saintess Valley; and in the world of Mojincheng, those people are playing for the banner of the family , Do what is good for you.

Of these two, one is selfless and the other is selfish.

Therefore, in Mo Jincheng's world, there is only blind selfishness; those people don't even have the intention of setting up a scam for her.

"Shu'er..." After hearing Mo Jincheng's soft words, Sheng Yaoxi lay on Mo Jincheng's back and began to cry.

A gentle smile appeared on the corner of Mo Jincheng's mouth, looking at the long and winding road ahead.

If Jinnian was here, would she be a good sister?

But thinking of Sheng Yaoxi, Mo Jincheng's eyes darkened.

Just now, she suddenly had the idea of ​​giving up.

Mo Jincheng smiled wryly, and she suddenly said, "Xie'er, can I tell you a story?"

"what story?"

"A story about twins."

"Ah."

"Once upon a time, there was a family..."

As the sun was setting, the two figures were very close, as if they were inseparable.

Mo Jincheng sat in front and told stories, while behind him, Sheng Yaoxi listened intently.

Unknowingly, they came to a deserted city.

The name of the city is Gouli. From a distance, the city of Gouli is far more majestic and magnificent than other cities; it is piled up with blue bricks and mottled with moss; the old trees on both sides of the city gate are entwined and green; Entering Guli, there are all green brick and tile houses inside, wide streets, moss-covered stone slabs, and the shadow of the war can still be seen.

(End of this chapter)