Chapter 738

Hearing Hearing Jing Zhai's words, Hearing Qing Que scratched her head.

It seemed she had asked a bad question.

Hearing Jing Zhai glanced at Lin Mo and Bai Lu, and though she hadn't intended to say anything, she shook her head and said: "But to make you give up, Hearing Qing Que, I can answer directly: I no longer love Guyu, but that does not mean I will accept Xiao Cong."

"I see."

Hearing Hearing Jing Zhai's words, Hearing Qing Que scratched her head and continued: "Why did you tell Xiao Cong to throw away the heart-lock?"

"That is the heart-lock he held in his palm when he hatched."

Hearing Jing Zhai shook her head and said: "But that sort of thing has no meaning to me anymore."

"How do you know it has no meaning?"

Hearing Qing Que hurriedly pressed: "Do you have a heart-lock too?"

"I refuse to answer that question."

Hearing Hearing Qing Que's blunt words, Hearing Jing Zhai fell silent for a moment, then finally shook her head gently, choosing not to answer.

"Alright, alright, then I'll change the question."

Seeing that Hearing Jing Zhai was unwilling to talk, Hearing Qing Que felt embarrassed to press further and hurriedly continued: "Then is there anything you like?"

"New clothes, new jewelry? Anything is fine, but as long as it's a gift from him, I will not accept any of it."

Hearing Jing Zhai shook her head, leaving Hearing Qing Que with a bizarre expression.

So, at the root of it, Hearing Jing Zhai simply detested Xiao Cong.

Their starting point had been completely wrong.

Because as long as it had anything to do with Xiao Cong, Hearing Jing Zhai wouldn't like it.

Bai Lu and Hearing Su Shang looked at each other.

So that was how it was.

Hearing Qing Que rubbed her aching head and hurriedly said: "Then let me ask one last question: what is it about Xiao Cong that you dislike? There must be a reason for hating someone, right?"

There must be a reason for hating someone.

She just needed to find out that reason.

"Xiao Cong is very good. Unlike his past life, he has immense talent in craftsmanship."

Hearing Hearing Qing Que's words, Hearing Jing Zhai fell silent for a moment, then slowly said: "I just won't love anyone anymore; this has nothing to do with Xiao Cong."

"I see."

Hearing Hearing Jing Zhai's words, Hearing Qing Que scratched her head.

So it was Hearing Jing Zhai's own choice.

There was nothing to be done about that.

Hearing Qing Que shook her head and then took her leave.

Regardless, now that she had this information, she could only go tell Xiao Cong.

When she found Xiao Cong, Hearing Qing Que saw him communicating with a light screen in front of him.

Xiao Cong was saying anxiously: "Boss Ruoyue, what do you mean by that? I just want to know who Hearing Jing Zhai actually likes."

"I have already said it three times: 'This person is you, yet it is not you.' That is the result of the divination."

A cold voice rang out from the light screen: "I cannot be too specific, but this result is correct."

"That's no different from saying nothing at all."

Hearing this, Xiao Cong's face fell.

He had divined, but he had divined absolutely nothing.

"How did it go?"

The next second, Xiao Cong saw Hearing Qing Que and the others walking over and hurriedly asked: "How did it go? How did it go? What did you find out?"

"I'm sorry."

Hearing Qing Que sighed and recounted her conversation with Hearing Jing Zhai.

"So, that's how it is..."

Hearing Hearing Qing Que's words, Xiao Cong remained silent for a long time, then slowly said, "Thank you. So the Solitary Isle had already undergone rebirth... but I feel like I've missed something."

Lin Mo, who had been witnessing all of this, was lost in thought.

This trip had not been a waste of time.

Through what he learned on this trip, he understood the Vidyadhara race even better.

This rebirth of the Vidyadhara is quite cruel.

Bai Lu...

As he thought and thought, Lin Mo looked at Bai Lu beside him and fell into deep contemplation.

"What are you looking at this young lady for?"

Noticing Lin Mo's gaze, Bai Lu looked up suspiciously.