C130 Encountering Evil Spirits

"Fu Run... "I," said Ling Mochen, his throat dry, met Mu Cunfeng's gaze with a touch of love, and he was flustered. "I have no right to love anyone, and no right to be loved."

"Why do you say that?"

"Whoever falls in love with me is destined to die of injuries." Ling Mochen lowered his head, and a faint shadow of the moon covered his lonely face, making him appear lonely and lonely