Chapter 4362 5.0114 Vision

"Just now, when I came in, I heard that Qiaoqiao had some conflict with the merpeople, and they are now."

"Mother, this is a long story, let's talk as we walk."

Qing Hongse stood outside the crowd, opened her mouth slightly, and watched Qing Xuexue leave with her mother, and froze there for a while.

He Luan and the others followed the Queen, leaving her alone for a while, before they slowly followed in frustration.

It turned out that my mother really didn't want to see me. Isn't this something I already knew?

Why still feel a little sad.

"Mother, are we really going to live in Wangchuan?" Qing Xuexue held the Queen's left hand and turned her head to look at her.

If you stay with others for a long time, this taste will not be good.

Qingye looked at her with a smile, "Isn't this trip to Sanzhou to establish a battle group to kill the heavens?"

"Mother wants to join?"

"Lisha Island should be a good choice." Qingye patted the back of her daughter's hand lightly, "One step is one step, let's take a look first."

...

Qiao Mu reached out and pushed open a long window, looking up at the silver moonlight streaming down from the sky.

A touch of silver frost covered the panes.

The shallow moonlight illuminates the courtyard.

A sultry wind blew across her face, brushing a strand of hair on her temples.

Mo Lian walked slowly to her side, looking down at a small mahogany box on the table.

Not long ago, the mother's relics sent by the merpeople were really not many.

For so many years, my mother has only had such a small box with her.

A few pieces of jewelry, a few personal items.

There is also a short knife with a row of blue gems, which looks very earthy.

It looks very ugly, but the handle of the scabbard has long been worn down by people, which shows that this knife is very popular with the owner.

Qiao Mu pulled it out. The blade had not been used for so many years, and it had long since disappeared.

The blunt edge of the knife even lacked a small hole on it.

"It's ugly." Qiao Mu muttered to himself, his little hand touched the blade inch by inch, and stayed for a moment.

"Floating life."

"What?" Mo Lian was slightly taken aback, and looked down at her daughter-in-law's little hand.

"Floating life." Qiao Mu touched the vague handwriting on the knife, "Floating life."

"Floating life?" Mo Lian murmured in a low voice.

"Floating life is like a dream, and waking up from a dream is empty." Qiao Mu returned the dull knife to the sheath and held it tightly in his hand.

"My Jojo." Mo Lian stretched her arms around her slender waist and sighed softly, "Tomorrow, we will go back. Don't worry about these things."

Qiao Mu raised his head from his arms and looked at him seriously for a long time before shaking his head.

Mo Lian raised her handsome eyebrows slightly.

"Nothing else." Qiao Mu stretched out his hand to cover his heart and murmured softly, "For you, for our parents, brothers and sisters, and for our friends. I hope that the three prefectures are stable, the country is long, the world is peaceful, and the world is prosperous. .I don't want to see this world become..."

A human purgatory like the previous life.

Who would want to experience the devastated and ruined world after seeing the colorful flowers and flowers?

"We don't fight for others, only for our future generations and the well-being of our descendants."

Mo Lian's eyes moved slightly, she stretched out her hand to hold her small face, and nodded with a smile, "Okay, my Qiaoqiao is so good, everything will be as you wish."

"What do you mean by floating life?" Qiao Mu leaned on his chest and asked softly.

How could it be meaningless for my mother to keep the broken short knife in a treasured collection.

floating, floating...

What is floating life?