half demon glass

Chapter 502: Dreaming Back to Southern Xinjiang ([-])

Qian Xianling's hands that fell beside her were tightly clenched into fists.

Looking at Yun Moli's back with extreme unwillingness, he gritted his teeth and cursed secretly.

"Yun Moli, you still don't cherish the opportunity that you have delivered to your door today. If you fall from the clouds into the dust in the future, don't blame me for not giving you the opportunity."

Unlike Qian Xianjing, and even less like Yun Moli, he had everything when he was born.

When he was very young, he knew that he had to fight for what he wanted.

Since he was a child, he has been a good boy in front of the head of the Qian family, Qian Cheng, even though Qian Cheng treats his son like an obedient dog and bosses him around, barking and shouting.

Leave all the dirty things that are not on the table to him.

Not only did he endure his nausea, but he did it obediently, and he also did all these things very beautifully, one after another, just for his father, so that he could look up to him in the future.

It wasn't until later that he realized that he was wrong, outrageously wrong.

From the very beginning, no matter whether it was Qiancheng, Qianxianjing or Yun Moli, they did not regard him as an existence equal to him.

He looked up to them from the beginning to the end, how could he wait for the day when he was looked up to?
Some nasty shortcuts, he didn't know how to use them, but he felt disdainful at the time, but now he has made up his mind.
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Under the leadership of the village chief, Yun Moli walked all the way towards the forbidden area, but did not see the ups and downs in Qian Xianling's eyes.

And like an outsider, I was in the illusion, and only then did I have a panoramic view of the changes in Qian Xianling's eyes.

There was a "click" in my heart, and my heart beat fast. I always felt that this seemingly ordinary day, the seemingly small quarrel, seemed to plant the seeds of hatred in the future.

It wasn't until Qian Xianling left that I hurriedly followed the large army and arrived at the forbidden area.

Although Yun Moli brought a lot of followers, not everyone can enter this forbidden area.

Even the village head guarding the outside can only stare blankly when he is outside the forbidden area.

"My lord, Miss Yuner is in this forbidden area, but which floor she has entered, even the small... the small ones can't know."

"The little one can't enter the forbidden area, so I can only send you here."

Although Yun Moli rejects Southern Border, he is familiar with the rules here.

She nodded, waved her hand and said, "Go down."

Then, she gave an order to the group of followers she brought, "Stand outside and watch. Before I come out, no matter who comes, don't let him in."

In fact, at such a time, those who chase after the village and have the right to enter the forbidden area, looking at the entire southern border, there are no more than five people.

The implication of her words is nothing more than asking her followers to block her. After receiving the news, the high priest Qian Xianjing who may chase here, and her father, the head of the Yun Family, the actual helm of Southern Border, Yun Tianjue .

The forbidden areas in southern Xinjiang are different, but there are many similarities among them.

If you want to find someone in the huge forbidden area, it may be difficult for others, but it is not difficult for her.

After the forbidden area's dharma door was closed, Yun Moli raised a hexagram image in the air, and immediately found Yun Moyi's location.

In a teleportation, she directly appeared in a canyon full of flowers, and my line of sight followed her there.

When she arrived at the canyon, she looked straight ahead, a woman dressed in gorgeous clothes who picked flowers calmly was standing among the flowers with her back to her.

(End of this chapter)