The widow is a curse

Chapter 201 Northern Mo King, We Will Meet Later!

into the night.

Duanmu Yaoyang prepared a sumptuous dinner for Bei Gonghan, Xue and Fengxing.

At the dining table, Bei Gonghan and Duanmu Yaoyang seemed to be deliberately avoiding each other's eyes.

Snow remained silent.

Only Feng Xing babbled and joked, so as not to make the atmosphere too deserted.

Finally, Bei Gonghan put down the wine bowl in his hand and stood up straight.

"We should go!"

Xue put on the bamboo hat, and the three walked out of the tent first.

The deputy general sent water and dry food prepared for them, and Duanmu Yaoyang took them and handed them to Bei Gonghan.

"Safe travels!"

This was the first sentence the two said face to face after nightfall.

After taking the things and handing them over to Feng Xing, Bei Gonghan raised his face and stretched out his right hand to him.

This is a novel etiquette for Duanmu Yaoyang, after hesitating for a moment, he stretched out his palm to hold her together.

Just like three years ago, her palms were always cold and lacked warmth.

Feeling something in his palm, he stared slightly.

At this time, Bei Gonghan had already withdrawn his palm.

"Northern Mo King, we will meet later!"

After saying that, she jumped up and rushed directly into the night.

Xue nodded to Duanmu Yaoyang, and followed closely behind.

"Hey, you two, do you think I'm a camel?"

Frowning and looking at the luggage in his hand, Feng Xing slowly glanced at Duanmu Yaoyang who was staring into the night, then glanced at his right hand, stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder.

"Old friend, come on, I think you are very promising!"

While speaking, he blinked in the direction Bei Gonghan left.

Duanmu Yaoyang frowned, as if he was going to have a seizure.

Feng Xing hastily grabbed his luggage, dodged away, and quickly chased in the direction Bei Gonghan and Xue left.

Raising his palm, Duanmu Yaoyang's palm suddenly closed when his eyes touched the golden hair ring in his palm.

Holding the golden ring tightly, he quickly jumped up and chased all the way to the exit among the snow-capped mountains.

Outside the exit, the north wind whimpered in the desert.

Where are the shadows of Bei Gonghan and others!

Looking at the vast desert in front of him, Duanmu Yaoyang couldn't help feeling gloomy.

(End of this chapter)