Chapter 952： Self-confinement (1/2)

Chu Qingyan was astonished and said, ”What do you mean, the reason why the ethereal refused to smoke is because of the helplessness of reality?”

Tu Ling shook his head. ”The subordinates didn't say so, but the subordinates felt that the things between the ethereal and Cheng Cheng in the past cannot completely blame the ethereal, because we chose a different path from others, so we shouldered the heavy task No one else can understand. ”

While Chu Qingyan was still immersed in the spirit's discourse, the spirit suddenly called, ”Little princess.”

”What's the matter?” She looked at him.

At this time, Tu Ling's eyes pleaded deeply, and he opened his mouth in Chu Qingyan's unknown face.

”In fact, my subordinates said this to you today. I hope that you can care more about the Lord. At this time of the year, the heart of the Lord is very sad. No matter how sad that year, no one can compare to the Lord. I do n’t tell anyone, I bear it in silence. Now my subordinates are very fortunate that I can have you by my side. ”

Turing's words surprised her and made her sad.

In fact, under the strong shell of the big ice block, there are many things that ordinary people cannot bear, but he is not good at telling.

She turned to look at the man walking between the hills, and her eyes were eager to walk towards him.

The sudden drizzle fell at this moment, and I felt that my eyes were covered by a tulle-like mist, and between heaven and earth, the black figure became more and more clear in the whiteness.

She walked behind him and stood, Xu Shi immersed in the memory of the past did not find her approaching at all, put one hand on the tombstone, rubbed it lightly, and looked gaunt.

”Big ice, would you like to tell me their story?”

Chu Qingyan came to him, looked into his eyes, and smiled slightly.

Looking back at the red marks in her eyes, Xiao Xu guessed that she already knew who was buried here, and he smiled lightly, ”What do you want to hear?”

”You train hard together, the past of Ginger Iron Horse.” She said without thinking.

Xiao Xu thought about it, and in her bright eyes, she finally responded.

So she stretched her hand down his palm, passed five fingers through his seams, held his hand firmly, and raised her head, ”I will listen to you while walking.”

The heat from the palms brought a touch of warmth in this rainy weather.

His eyes moved slightly and he nodded.

So the two walked on the green grass, passed through the tombstones of the Anonymous, and along the way, Xiao Xu spoke in a low voice about the past days, and Chu Qingyan occasionally inserted a sentence or two.

It didn't rain very much, but in the mountains and forests, it seemed to be empty, and the low narrative sound came from far away, and it didn't really sound.

Standing next to Tu Ling are the Snape riders who came here together.

One of them said, ”This is the first time the Lord has talked about the past since the death of Lord Fengling.”

”Yeah, when Lord Fengling was gone, those things had become taboo, and no one dared to talk about it in front of the master, for fear that the master would be uncomfortable.” Another said.

”The little princess is the master's blessing,” Tu Ling concluded.

Everyone was okay.