Love.

Like.

These two words seem to be related to "love", but I don't know when, in the dark, they have been divided into three, six, nine and so on, the latter seems to be less profound than the former, and the former is more warm and pure than the latter.

Xie Buchen used these two to distinguish their past feelings, which made Jianchou feel a little weird trance.

What he said wasn't necessarily wrong, she thought.

Grievances aside, in terms of feelings alone, it seems to be true.

But so what?

She was a child who lost her trust and lost her kindness, and all the beings she saw were suffering, and she had experienced the warmth and coldness of human feelings.

He has gone through the vicissitudes of this world, and he still has to ask the heavens.

She has experienced the sufferings of that world, and her temperament is more indifferent than that of ordinary people who do not know the sickness, which is really ordinary.

Everything of yesterday has become me today.

She has affection for Xie Buchen, but as Xie Buchen said, Although it is deep, it is only limited to the word "like", and she can't extricate herself when she is deeply involved, but once she gets the opportunity to let go, she doesn't feel too important.

Or maybe I forgot about it.

The so-called love sometimes arises from pure desire and thoughts, sometimes from like-mindedness, sometimes from kindness and reverence, and even close friends and hardships can slowly give birth to feelings......

In the view of sorrow, it is often a lot of emotions mixed together.

Never pure.

Maybe in Xie Buchen's view, it is just an illusion that confuses people's minds, right?

The more you experience, the more you love.

Xie Buchen only accompanied her through a few ordinary ups and downs, so that she had all the beautiful residences of a family, but she accompanied Xie Buchen to experience Zhong Ming Ding food, escaped the raid of the family and exterminated the family, and after several hardships, the road was blue, and she had a home again......

He should have loved her more.

She has extinguished her past love, no longer immersed in the state of mind of the past, and all the unforgettable memories of the past will gradually fade away.

But Xie Buchen can't.

He killed her with a sword, because he wanted to kill his loved ones but couldn't. When people die, their feelings are weak, no matter how deep their love is, they will slowly let go, and prejudice is not dead. Love rises with love, so it is not solved one day, it will always be unforgettable, and with the increase of intersection, more unforgettable will be added.

The sorrow at this moment is a calm narration of the facts.

At this moment, Xie Buchen just calmly confessed the past.

At least on the surface, the cold piece between the two does not seem to have half of the remnants of the past love, and they are all rational to the extreme.

After being silent for a long time, he still laughed when he saw sorrow, and sighed: "In the final analysis, you and I are mortals, and the word 'love' is difficult to last long compared with the things next to this desolate universe. The world is often wonderful, neither in your calculations nor in my expectations. Those who want to get rid of it are getting deeper and deeper, and those who don't want to get rid of it have no worries......"

If you want to get rid of it, you will fall deeper and deeper;

If you don't want to get rid of it, you don't have to worry.

This is surprisingly appropriate to describe the two of them.

Xie Buchen knew what she meant, but when he was about to answer, his calm eyes flashed slightly, and he looked at the door of the torture room next to him.

Someone goes and returns.

Seeing that he was also aware of it, he turned his gaze and looked at the closed door.

It's not the wind, it's the sound of snow.

Outside, in the deep corridor, there was the sound of her slight, unmasked footsteps.

But it is not to see sorrow on this side, but to the other side.

The torture chamber on the other side of the corridor was just as simple, with four walls in vain, except for a gray three-foot column standing on the ground, connected to the rocks underground.

Lu Xiangleng was tied to it.

When Xueyin pushed the door and walked in, she saw that the woman who was originally quite lonely had a completely white face, the blood stained the placket red, and there were still undried blood stains on her lips, which was full of embarrassment and defeat!

"Xiao Mou" held a snow-white soul hook rope in his palm, and he didn't do anything to Lu Xiang Leng at the moment, but had already sensed that she was coming in, stopped all his movements, turned sideways, and just looked at her.

Qu Zhengfeng raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he was a little surprised.

He coughed, and his voice was a little cold and cold: "Is there anything else with Senior Sister Xueyin?"

There was a faint smell of blood floating in the air, the smell of blood that belonged only to the living.

Xueyin was a little unexpected.

In her past cognition, Xiao Mou has always been a person with no sense of existence, except for being bullied by Lianzhao, with a withdrawn temperament and does not like to talk, and even reveals a feeling of resignation, but at this moment, she saw that the female cultivator of the Nineteen Continents was obviously tortured, and she felt a little shocked for a while.

On the way to the lookout station, no one had inflicted any punishment on the nuns, and when she came to see them, she was fine.

How long has Xiao Mou been standing here?

This female cultivator, who is not low, has already fainted, and she is still seriously injured!

And Xiao Mou, who was holding the soul hook rope in his hand, did not have a superfluous look on his face, and he looked the same as before, and there was no change, as if the torture suffered by the female cultivator was not done by him!

It really makes people feel a strange chill.

The facts of this torture interrogation are not the same as Xiao Mou in Xueyin's impression......

However, since he can endure Lianzhao's oppression for more than ten years, and the person who has cultivated has come out, is it really a good match?

Xue Yin's heart suddenly became a little more awe-inspiring.

She didn't suspect going anywhere else, she just stood six feet inside the door, and said with a smile: "It's nothing, it's just that when I went out, I bumped into Elder Kong, and he sent me to pass a message, asking me to tell you, in addition to interrogating them about the method of entering and exiting the ghost gate, it is best to inquire about the strength of the monks on the side of the Nineteen Continents, if you can ask a plan for arranging troops, it will naturally be better." ”

"Got it. ”

Qu Zhengfeng's lips were not bloody, and the sickness was always wrapped around his face, no matter how he looked at it, he didn't look like a vicious person.

"Senior Sister Lao has passed it on, and Senior Sister Lianzhao and I will definitely do our best. ”

Lianzhao?

Xue Yin didn't have the slightest idea of informing Lianzhao, God knows what fragrant and absurd scenes can be seen when you open the door opposite?

After she finished speaking, she directly planned to leave this place, just because she felt that the Xiao Mou she knew in the past seemed to be a little far away from the real Xiao Mou, and for some reason, she didn't dare to stay for a long time.

He just took a step and stopped.

An extremely subtle feeling suddenly appeared in her heart, which made her recall at this moment the reactions of Lianzhao when she had bullied Xiao Mou in the past......

In the early years, Lianzhao was bright and bright, and he could wear arrogant arrogance in black and red clothes.

Lianzhao was already held by people at that time, and he was very domineering.

She and Xiao Mou walked head-on, Xiao Mou wanted to get out of the way, but she wanted to bypass, and shook back and forth twice, but she didn't get out of the way.

So she got angry.

As soon as Yan Ye's face lifted, he asked him very unceremoniously: "The newcomer dares to stand in the way, what is your name?"

Xiao Mou was sick, he had just arrived at the Impermanent Clan, and he was still timid, and when he raised his head to look at Lianzhao, he was a little stunned.

Then came embarrassment.

He was busy burying his head, his voice was a little low, and he replied honestly: "Xiao Mou." ”

Lianzhao read it and said to him with a smile: "I remember you." ”

Then she left.

Three days later, Xiao Mou, who had only been in the clan for a long time, was beaten by several senior brothers of the Impermanence Clan who had been in the clan for a long time and was seriously injured.

Xueyin vaguely remembered that she had seen it: Xiao Mou who was recuperating from his injuries was a little depressed......

Later, Lianzhao was simply bullied.

A person like Xiao Mou, who has no sense of existence, has remembered him for a long time because of the conflict on that side, and when he met ten times, he always had to mock him three or five times, and he also laughed and joked with others that he was a "leperium".

It can be said that Lianzhao is Xiao Mou's nightmare.

But in such a depressing bullying, the withdrawn and silent Xiao Mou cultivated by himself, and at first he was not noticed by others, and he was unknown, but when others noticed, his cultivation could already be compared with Lianzhao, and he was not lagging behind.

Since then, Lianzhao's targeting has intensified.

But the strange thing is that Xiao Mou, who clearly has the power to compete with Lianzhao, still endures it, and allows Lianzhao to trouble him everywhere, and does not retaliate.

In the past, everyone, including Xue Yin, only felt that Xiao Mou was such a cowardly character, and there was someone behind Lianzhao, so he didn't resist at all, and endured it as always.

But now I want to come......

Is there only one such possibility?

Why can't it be something else? It's shocking, but it's reasonable......

The huge and complicated details came together in an instant, and combined with some abnormal situations today, it was an amazing guess that was pieced together!

At this moment, Xueyin herself didn't dare to believe it.

But this sudden impact made her completely unable to control herself, and at the moment of stopping, she looked back at "Xiao Mou" and blurted out: "You like her?!"

“……”

Qu Zhengfeng also thought that she was leaving, but he didn't expect her to suddenly turn her head and say such a sentence, and when she heard it, her pupils suddenly constricted!

In the depths of his eyes, there is a danger bursting out!

However, it was only for a moment, and it disappeared.

Because he realized that what the other party said was that Xiao Mou liked Lianzhao.

At this moment, he couldn't help but look at Xueyin, who was very annoying most of the time.

After all, even the sorrow of searching for the soul of Lianzhao is unaware of this-

This impermanence ghost cultivator named "Xiao Mou" and always bullied by Lianzhao does have secret and humble feelings for this woman who always bullies him.

He was searching for Xiao Mou's soul, so he naturally knew it.

It's just that Xiao Mou himself hid this kind of feeling very well, and he didn't even notice the lotus photo he liked, so that the extremely perceptive Jian Sorrow didn't notice it when he searched for the soul of the lotus photo, and others naturally didn't know it. Or, in general, normal people don't think this way.

Therefore, Qu Zhengfeng did not inform him of this detail.

One is that it is not necessary;

The second is that he and Jianchou each pretended to be one of them, but they didn't know but were frank, but they were inevitably embarrassed when they said it.

But he didn't expect that Xiao Mou's situation would be broken for Xueyin!

Does this mean......

The feelings in the world, no matter how secret and subtle they are, as long as they truly exist, there will eventually be a day when people with intentions will be aware of them?

It's just that most of the time, those who have a heart are in the minority, after all.

Qu Zhengfeng raised his hand and casually touched this pale sick face with his fingertips, as if he wanted to confirm that he was still pretending to be Xiao Mou at the moment, and not someone else.

Only then do you put your hands down.

His sick demeanor was no different from when Xueyin first came in and saw it, and smiled flatly: "I like it...... She, yes. But does this have anything to do with Senior Sister Xueyin?"