Mo Yifeng's eyes opened slightly and stared at her.

Of course, he already knew, she heard it...

Qu Tan'er continued to analyze: "Once the enemy and us confront each other, it is basically either the other party dies, or the one who is his own. Did the boy think of this when he destroys her plan? If the enemy does not die, then she will be more dangerous? This will eventually put her in crisis. When she faces a desperate situation, he will save her. Is it meaningful? Who dares to deny that this crisis was not brought to her by the boy indirectly?"

"..." Mo Yifeng remained silent.

"So, the boy loved her, but loves her in the wrong way, and it was also destined to be a tragedy."

“…”

Mo Yifeng had nothing to say.

Suddenly, she thought of a key, "You just said, besides the Mo tribe? This woman... has a surname Qu?"

"Not bad. It's called Qu Xiangtan. It's one word different from you."

"..." She was silent.

Why are things in the world always so coincidental?

"Actually, you are not wrong. I have lived for so long, and I hate but admire her only opponent. And the Qu clan is as famous as the four major families today, because of her amazing talent." Mo Yifeng's tone changed, and she was also confused, "In the past twenty years, Xuanling Dalu has lost her, it's really lonely..."

"Is the same type of person as you?"

"Yeah." He didn't object.

"A person like this is dead. You are still alive."

"..." Mo Yifeng frowned, feeling that this sounded so awkward, "Do you really want this to die?"

"It's so miserable." She drank another glass of wine, but suddenly exclaimed.

"What's so miserable?"

"Yes, you are miserable, haha, but you are really a slow-heating type."

"..." The more I listened, the less I understood.

"You are lonely without her. Did you say that you also like her?"

"Puff!" He squirted, "Nonsense!"

"Okay, it's really fun to you. Come and pour me wine." Qu Tan'er brought the glass to Mo Yifeng. Seeing that he also poured a glass for himself, she said, "Continue."

"What else do you want to know?"

"How did the woman... die? Dead, where is the Xuanhun? She should be able to be reborn as well." Qu Tan'er drank all the wine in the glass again. The last question asked her so much that she was so entangled. The slight pain was like she was addicted to it, constantly showing...

"When the boy died, the woman rarely appeared again. Three years later, news came out... She was dead, and Xuanhun was gone." Mo Yifeng's eyes darkened and he stared at her slowly and said: "At first, I thought it was fake news, but I didn't expect that since then, she really didn't appear again... Yes, she was really dead."

The two of them were drinking and chatting.

Before I knew it, the window turned white.

There are a lot of empty wine jars.

Mo Yifeng didn't use the mysterious energy to force out alcohol, but he seemed to have seven or eight points of drunkenness.

Qu Tan'er's cheeks are bright red, but she often uses spiritual energy to force out alcohol and keeps herself awake. Her eyes often fall on the bed. Suddenly, she burst out laughing and said arrogantly: "No matter whether the woman is alive or dead, he will be my return from now on."

Yes, it's her.

Didn’t he say that there would be no other woman besides her.

Unexpectedly, Mo Yifeng, who was drunk, seemed to murmur, "What's the arrogant thing? The person who killed him is you..."
Chapter completed!