Therefore, no one in Tianqi Kingdom does not hate him...

If he was asked to parade in the streets and follow the crowd to deal with it, he would simply want him to die.

"If I had known today, why should I be there?" Qi Ling waved coldly, "Take him down. Whether he can survive depends on his own ability..."

Of course, Qi Yu's body has long been emptied by the color of wine, and the chance of survival is equivalent to nothing!

Then, Qi Ling walked out of the study amid Qi Yu's howling ghosts and wolves.

A fresh air rushed towards him, refreshing, and he couldn't help but think of the national teacher who helped him.

He was about to thank some national teachers, but suddenly he found that the national teacher who was standing in the study just now had lost his trace...

...

On the street.

The man was wearing a snow-white long gown, and a trace of dazedness appeared on his handsome face. He didn't know why he came to this street, but he just felt... there seemed to be a destined person waiting for him.

When the man frowned and pondered, he did not see the road ahead, and even collided with the same absent-minded boy.

The boy's face suddenly sank, and he raised his angry eyes, but at that moment, a handsome face was imprinted in his eyes...

What caught his attention was naturally not the man's unparalleled face, but... the man had a very familiar aura, and that aura... was very similar to Jue Qian.

The boy's eyes were a little dull. Before he could come to his senses, the gentle voice of the man came from his ears.

"Are you okay?"

The man's tone was very ethereal, like a dream, and it also made the young man come back from his stunned consciousness.

He is not Jue Qian!

A person like Jueqian is arrogant and domineering! And the man in front of him is too gentle. How could such a gentle person be Jueqian so bloodthirsty and cold?

"It's okay." Mo Qiancheng shook his head and lowered his eyes slightly.

Hasn't he found Jue Qian? Why was he stunned by the man in front of him at that moment?

"If you are fine, I will feel relieved."

The man smiled, and his smile was as clear as the spring breeze, which slowed down his face.

"What's your name?" Mo Qiancheng asked with a bit of his lip and a little embarrassed.

"Fengjin."

Feng Jin?

This name suddenly reminded Mo Qiancheng of a sentence...

You are looking at the scenery from a distance, and I am looking at you from a distance.

"The surname Feng is so special. By the way, my name is Mo Qiancheng!" Mo Qiancheng raised a cute smile on his face, and his eyes were very beautiful.

Feng Jin smiled and gently rubbed Mo Qiancheng's head with his big hands: "Mo Qiancheng, I remember you, but I have something to leave. If I have the fate, we will meet again."

"What's wrong with you?" Mo Qiancheng asked with some disappointment.

"I'm going to find the one I'm destined to be..."

God gave him a body with extremely poor talent, but also gave him a pair of wisdom and wisdom. However, he could see the fate of others, but he would never see his own...

For example, the boy in front of him is destined to have a bumpy love journey, and he will never be loved by him for a lifetime.

Thinking of this, a hint of pity appeared in Feng Jin's eyes. Such a cute and handsome boy ended up like this. How could he not feel a little distressed?

"Mo Qiancheng, I'll meet again if I'm destined to do it."
Chapter completed!