Su Zijia was speechless. He dared not face Qin Ruan, and his face was lost for a moment.


    Qin Ruan: "you are not unaware of the change of MuQing. You just beautify MuQing into a beautiful image in your mind in order to meet your spiritual needs. You are also to blame for the result of your brother and sister!


    Your blindly obedience to her makes her more and more greedy and wants to get more from you. In the end, you want to take away the seemingly bright surface you gave up your skin and bones and self-esteem, but actually the muddy water of the abyss. Isn''t this what you''re used to? "


    Su Zijia looked stunned and his face was suddenly.


    Qin Ruan: "now I''ll send you down. Maybe I can catch up with MuQing. She''s poisoned by a snake. I''m afraid she won''t last long."


    Su Zijia stared at Qin Ruan with a dead look in his eyes.


    He asked, "what will happen to her?"


    "There are 18 layers of hell, which layer can''t escape, and even people can''t do it again."


    Qin Ruan''s tone was calm, cold and stated the facts.


    Su Zijia frowned and looked sad and sobbing.


    "Let''s go, let''s go, we should have gone!"


    He turned and looked out of the living room window, full of grief.


    Light yellow street lights dotted the courtyard in the dark.


    Once his sister was his guiding light, which made him get light in the dark, but now she is beyond recognition.


    Su Zijia''s soul changed in an instant, restored the delicacy and calmness when she first appeared, and released unique beauty all over.


    When you raise your hands and feet, you show more charming temptation than women.


    Su Zijia turned his back to the crowd and raised his orchid finger.


    His waist in blue cheongsam tilted slightly, and his mouth revealed familiar dramas.


    "It turns out that colorful flowers are blooming all over the world. It seems that they are paid to broken wells and ruined walls. What a beautiful day. Who''s home to enjoy?"


    The voice is like crying, the words are correct and round, and the aftersound is lingering.


    But there are all kinds of sadness and solitude everywhere.


    Su Zijia''s figure is very beautiful. The elegance of his gestures is pleasing to the eyes.


    However, too strong sadness spread on him.


    "The morning flies, the evening rolls, the clouds and clouds cuixuan, the rain and wind, the smoke and waves draw a boat."


    "The time that Jinping people see is cheap..."


    As the voice fell, he turned slowly and took back his twisted orchid finger.


    The eyes stained with silence looked at everyone present, as if unwilling and saying goodbye.


    Qin Ruan looked away and couldn''t bear to look at his eyes.


    Su Zijia asked her if she had ever met light.


    Actually, I have.


    The third master is the light that lights up her way ahead.


    She will never follow the third master on the road of MuQing and Su Zijia.


    It''s important to be honest with each other.


    Su Zijia stood straight, his thin lips evoking an emotionless arc.


    He smiled and asked, "do I sing well?"


    "Good."


    It was Qiao Nanyuan who responded to him.


    Su Zijia''s eyebrows and eyes curled up, and there was no half smile in her eyes.


    "These are all taught by the Qing Dynasty. She is always afraid that I will reveal my secrets. She can''t cope with those rich businessmen and noble CHILDES. She has to teach me anything. Unexpectedly, she has really come in handy and let me fool them back."


    Su Zijia lowered her eyes and gracefully arranged her cheongsam.


    His every move is elegant, even including a look.


    This is the lasting appeal from the bone, which others can''t take away or give.


    This is his habit of contacting those rich businessmen, plutocrats and noble CHILDES instead of MuQing.


    Is deeply branded in the bones, can not be erased.


    Su Zijia slowly sounded with a choking voice: "I was confused in the first half of my life. Qingqing was my only attachment in the world. I can give up everything for her."


    Qin Ruan''s red lips opened gently and his tone was cold and hard: "ignorance!"


    Su Zijia disagreed and continued: "when helping Qingqing deal with those rich and noble CHILDES, I have also met people who have read poetry and books and cherished the world, who can die generously and die bravely for tens of thousands of their compatriots.


    Because of their influence, I embarked on a road of giving up life and death. Only then did I know that people alive still have that value.


    It''s a pity that I didn''t see the process of the road of freedom forged by countless blood and tears. "


    Qin Ruan said mildly this time: "what you see is exactly what our ancestors expected. They will always be remembered."


    Su Zijia nodded irrefutably, "yes, they are so brave and fearless. What they expect has now come true."


    Qin Ruan asked, "what about you? In addition to MuQing, what do you expect from the bottom of your heart? "


    Su Zijia thought carefully before answering this question.


    "Home, a home where I can stay and never have to worry about where to go."


    He is like a rootless man, living in no fixed place.


    After meeting MuQing, he felt the warm sunshine in the world and became greedy.


    For this beam of light, he stepped from another quagmire into a deep invisible abyss.


    He was uneasy, frightened, and suffering in the dead of night, so that he had already lost himself.


    The only bold and correct thing Su Zijia did during her lifetime was that she had come into contact with another world without any dirt.


    They throw their heads and shed blood, and they all have a sincere heart.


    It seems to be a big family shrouded in clouds, but full of the hopes of thousands of people.


    "There will be!"


    Qin Ruan was cold, his voice was slightly heavy, and his tone was very serious.


    It''s like a promise.


    As soon as her voice fell, the huge Hall fell into darkness again.


    "Suzijia, you should go." Qin Ruan''s voice returned to cold.


    "It turns out that colorful flowers bloom all over the world. It seems that they are all paid to broken wells and ruined walls. What a beautiful day..."


    Su Zijia''s Opera tune opens again.


    His voice went from near to far until he couldn''t hear it at last.


    After the light in the living room was restored again, Qin Ruan turned to meet the eyes of Lu Wenbin, Qiao Nanyuan and Changyuan.


    Changyuan complained to Qin Ruan, "you sent away the partner who can chat with me. In the future, I don''t even have anyone to talk to."


    This guy protects Su Zijia just to have someone to talk to him?


    Qin Ruan tried his best to control the action of rolling his eyes: "Su Zijia is not a person."


    Changyuan looked sad: "but he can talk to me."


    "Xiao Yunchen can also."


    "The master is afraid of me."


    "You can''t make him afraid of you all his life."


    Changyuan frowned and didn''t understand what Qin Ruan meant.


    "The shadow in your master''s heart will be untied after all. Do you just keep him all your life and don''t let him know your existence?"


    "Otherwise?"


    "Overcome his psychological fear and completely eradicate his fear of snakes."


    "It''s easy to say. The master just fainted when he saw the female puppet''s hair like a snake!"


    Changyuan clenched his teeth and unconsciously hated him.


    His master is so afraid of snakes. He doesn''t know why.


    You know, in the past, the master liked to take him wherever he went, wrapped it around his wrist and waist.


    He even enjoyed the right to domineer over his master several times.