Meng Qi didn't say anything, quietly listening to Jiang Zhiwei's memories.

"You always say that you love to be a brain-sucking person, and you always want to be the kind of knight in storytelling novels. There are always fun words and fun actions that make people laugh, but at critical moments, you will definitely take the lead and never retreat to stand in front, so that people can trust."

"At that time, you were so cute that you were loved by others. I treated you as my younger brother, but gradually, you grew taller than me and became more and more mature. You were humorous and humorous, but your actual actions were calm and reliable."

"It is always very pleasant to get along with you. There are Senior Brother Qi, who is taciturn but tolerant of his companions, Sister Yushu, who is as lonely as me, Senior Brother Zhang, and Miss Fu. You value righteousness over wealth, enjoy your grudges, and follow your life and death, satisfying all my expectations for the world..."

Jiang Zhiwei's voice was a little joy, and a sincere smile was on the corner of her mouth.

After a pause, she looked at Meng Qi's eyes with black eyes, and said in a small but clear manner:

"But these are not what I want most."

Meng Qi was silent for a while and showed a smile:

"I see."

Jiang Zhi nodded slightly, and did not say goodbye. She raised her long sword, turned around slowly, and walked towards the top of the peak without any speed.

When she was about to get to the corner, she bounced the scabbard, and the sword inside sounded lightly, like a dragon's roar.

In the midst of the sword, she said in a vocal voice:

"I only love the Seven-foot Sword in my life, and I am not me when I see me."

Meng Qi listened quietly and saw that the mountain flowers were gorgeous and colorful, gradually covering the yellow goose figure. (To be continued)

ps: Hehe, there is no need to ask for leave. Yes, I've returned to Chengdu. I'll adjust it and start adding updates in two days.

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Chapter completed!