Chapter 556: Meet Mu Qin Again and Ask for Help

The princes went to the main hall and saw Li Shanhe, who had completely taken his last breath. His old body was wrapped in a warm robe, and the moonlight was shining silver, illuminating half of his face. It was hard to accept for a moment, and he knelt on his knees and cried bitterly.

Li Shanhe was right. He didn't want to see this scene, so he sat alone in the hall, waiting for the end of his life. The huge Lingtian Dynasty, from today on, is completely without a master. When the hero falls, no one will accompany him when he falls.

Among the many painful princes and princesses, Li Tianyu cried with tears in his eyes, but there was a gleam in his eyes. Li Tianxia lowered his head and remained silent, with a complicated expression. He didn't lose his composure like other princes, but his eyes were wet.

There will be a storm in this Lingtian Dynasty.

Li Changxiao was stopped by a man at the end of a dark street. The two looked into each other's eyes. In the moonlight, the man was holding a whisk, wearing a Taoist robe, with long hair tied up with a green hairpin, and a golden pattern on his forehead, which seemed to be glowing faintly.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time." Mu Qin lowered her eyes slightly.

"You knew I would come?" Li Changxiao asked.

Mu Qin said truthfully: "Li Shanhe's life span, I guess you might come."

Since they parted in Longcheng, the two of them have "brushed by" and looked at each other in the temple, but that's all. If you think about it carefully, it has been hundreds of years since they stood face to face and looked into each other's eyes.

How can people not sigh at this? The connection between the two is indescribable, and no one would mention it verbally. Li Changxiao was a little surprised that Mu Qin took the initiative to meet him.

The two walked like this, and Li Changxiao asked Mu Qin if she intended to wait for him in Lingtian Imperial City?

Mu Qin nodded gently. When Li Changxiao said that this was not her style, Mu Qin hesitated to speak. Finally, she brushed her whisk and walked lightly, half a body length in front of Li Changxiao.

Although there was no curfew in Lingtian Dynasty, it was late at night and there were no restaurants around. The two of them walked aimlessly through the streets.

Mu Qin was still like this, cold and taciturn, as if nothing in the world could move her mood. Even if she met Li Changxiao, or even took the initiative to find Li Changxiao, she was still like this.

But she found that after hundreds of years of not seeing each other, she could no longer see through him. He seemed to be changing all the time, but also seemed to have never changed.

Seeing that there was still a wine shop in the deep alley that was not closed, Li Changxiao walked straight to it, sat on a stool, ordered three or two small stir-fries, and asked for two or three taels of wine. The shopkeeper smiled and looked at the two visitors. In the middle of the night, a man and a woman came out to drink and have fun. His eyes wandered around teasingly, and he went to work.

Mu Qin sat down dignifiedly, his eyes were always on Li Changxiao, neither avoiding nor having any distracting thoughts. The waiter first served the bowls and chopsticks, and the porcelain bowls were placed on the table, making various crisp sounds, but the two of them did not speak for a long time. Li Changxiao, a self-acquainted person, could chat with the coachman, the cows, sheep, chickens and dogs for half a day, and he was a person who had fun by himself, but at this moment, he didn't know what to say, and the atmosphere was a little silent.

"Someone... wants to touch your incense."

After the wine was served, Li Changxiao drank a glass by himself, and then tried to open the topic.

"I know." Mu Qin did not drink, but only drank water, "but I don't care anymore."

"Don't care?" This answer obviously made Li Changxiao stunned.

Mu Qin nodded gently as an answer, and then her eyes were like this again, looking at Li Changxiao quietly. Plain, serene, looking into each other's eyes, Li Changxiao only felt that the eyes were calm and complicated, and calm and pure. It was only when the waiter brought the food that the calm was broken, and a few ripples gradually arose.

"Here you are." The waiter brought the food, and his eyes wandered between the two. He realized something. The two of them exchanged glances, perhaps they were in love with each other, but they couldn't say it, and they didn't dare to say it. The waiter turned his head and looked at Li Changxiao, with both envy and contempt in his heart. He looked good, so why was he a coward and didn't dare to say it?

Soon, the waiter stepped aside and secretly peeked at the two people's development, and the shopkeeper also came to join in the fun.

But how could those ordinary people know that the love in the world is not just love between men and women? Mortals have short lives, and their lives are nothing but love, hate, and hatred, while immortals have long lives. Although they still can't escape the four words of love, hate, and hatred, they are more complicated. The feelings between the two are even more complicated, and they are definitely not generalized by likes or dislikes, love or not. Even if I ask myself, I can't figure it out. Otherwise, how can I explain the silent gazes and silent departures over the past few hundred years?

Mu Qin picked up the food and put it into her mouth, entering the incense. Although she still sealed her spirit, body, and god, she did not need to eat mortal food to maintain her body. The endless incense nourished her body and resisted the erosion of time.

No one knows what kind of realm the incense magic in the hands of this Lord Hemu has reached. This is an ordinary meal, eating meat, drinking wine, and eating vegetables. The few dishes of stir-fried dishes and a few dishes of vegetarian dishes were eaten up in just a few chopsticks, making it difficult not to suspect that this shop cut corners.

After finishing the meal, Li Changxiao poured the remaining wine in the wine bowl into the wine gourd. Seeing this action, Mu Qin was a little dazed, remembering that when he forgot the great way and was free and unrestrained in the world, Bai Yi had also done a similar action. At that time, I felt that he was embarrassing, so I jumped up and punched him. Now, looking back, I can't help but smile knowingly.

Mu Qin sat gracefully, with her waist straight. The breeze blew, and her hair fluttered. She had her own style. Li Changxiao stretched and rubbed his eyes, "Let's go."

He put the copper coins on the table and stood up to leave. The waiter and the shopkeeper who were peeking at them almost cursed. They peeped at the two of them all night and only saw the man eating and drinking lavishly and the woman chewing slowly, without any conversation.

Although the two of them are good-looking, it can't be like this, right? There should be some love-hate entanglement, you abandoned me, I retaliated against you, and then some ethical principles, moral laws, etc. were involved, so that the expectation would not be in vain.

But the fact was not like that. Li Changxiao stood up, patted his butt and left, but Mu Qin still sat in the same seat and did not leave for a long time. When the swordsman walked to the door, she closed her eyes slightly and said, "I have a favor to ask."

The drowsy waiter and the shopkeeper suddenly became energetic and turned around to see that the swordsman who was about to leave had stopped.