Mo Yi looked out the window, the shadows of the trees were swaying, the fragrance of flowers was dark, and the moonlight was as bright as snow.

He listened intently, but he didn't hear anything out of the ordinary. The soft crying that I smelled just now, was it actually an auditory hallucination?

Turning around to look at Qing'e on the bed, her face was a little haggard. This time, the most innocent seems to be her.

He shook his head, gently lowered the curtain, closed the door, and paced out.

When I passed by the courtyard, I saw the two embracing figures.

Gloomy and prosperous.

As soon as his steps froze, a trace of sourness surged in his mouth.

It's obviously a feeling that I don't dare to touch, but I care about it in the end?

He took a long breath and closed his eyes, not wanting to look at the sight again.

I wanted to walk as lightly as I could into my room, but I felt that my feet were like rocks, and even if I lifted them, it would take a lot of effort.

turned around, and could only retreat to Qing'e's room.

Leaning back against the door, his heart beating erratically.

clenched his fists tightly, hating the way he looked.

Outside the window, the shadows of the trees are still sparse, and the moon is as bright as a hook, but the place of mood has already been a mess...

The night is very deep, but I can't sleep anymore...

Zhilang wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and said softly, "Okay." I shouldn't have told you that. You don't have to be sorry for what you decided. ”

After speaking, he slowly took out a red gold short knife from his arms.

He was stunned for a moment, and immediately asked, "This is your weapon?"

Zhilang smiled slightly and said, "It has been following me, but it has not been used a few times." In this Mangshan courtyard, you can only cut some raw meat and cut some plant rhizomes, which is a bit wasteful!"

It is also because of the depth of your mana, there is really no reason to use it frequently.

"Click~" Suddenly there was a dull sound of metal, and she watched as Zhilang broke the red gold short knife in two.

"You're crazy, it's useless, you don't have to destroy it, do you?" said Miao, puzzled by his actions.

Zhilang smiled, flipped it with one hand, and the remnant knife quickly melted into a ball of light in his palm.

"This short knife is a relic of antiquity. Do you know that Dafan is blessed with such a weapon, which is blessed with the glory of the sun and the moon, and relies on the sky. If you take the center of them and put them on your body, you can even protect people's lives at critical moments. ”

As soon as the words fell, he flicked the ball of light into the body of the Tilt.

The action was done in one go, and she couldn't refuse.

Tilt Miao immediately felt a burst of warmth rise in her body, like the sun shining straight into her heart.

"It's... It's too precious..."

Zhilang laughed out loud and said, "Useful is valuable, but if you put it here to me, it is worthless!"

Seeing that he looked embarrassed, he added: "If you still feel indebted, why don't you give me something too!"

"What's that?" she looked up, her eyes shining like a lake.

"The way you really are. He raised his hand and pointed at her, and his voice sounded like a cool breeze in a mountain stream.

"But... But it will take some time for the effect of this medicine to wear off, and I really can't help it!" Tilt replied with a bitter face, thinking to himself why he didn't want to show his true face.

Zhilang smiled faintly: "Let me draw a portrait for you! You describe it to me, I think I should be able to restore a rough idea." ”

Suddenly realized, and immediately nodded.

The two moved to the study, lit a lamp and candle, and Zhilang spread out the rice paper and sharpened the thick ink.

"The body shape is the same, the eyes are exactly the same, you draw like this first, and the rest, when you draw it, I'll tell you slowly. ”

According to her instructions, Zhilang waved his pen without saying a word, extremely serious, and even a thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Crackle~" The candle flame suddenly exploded twice, and he walked over and teased the wick.

The light flickered and flickered, and Zhilang finally added the last stroke.

"How, you're going to take a look?"

Leaning Miao walked over, her brow jumping.

Vividly, the paper is like a mirror.

She immediately raised her head, smiled at him, and said, "It's exactly what I am." ”

Zhilang gently blew on the undried floating ink, carefully picked up the drawing paper, and looked at it again.

"Hehe, when I first saw you, I only thought that although you were in good shape, your face was ordinary. It's just that those eyes make me very amazing, and I always feel that I was born in the wrong place, which is a pity. Now when I look at this painting, I understand that it is not only those eyes that are amazing? I think that if you can win your sincerity, you must wish you would always be the ordinary appearance you are now. ”

"Why?"

Zhilang shook his head and said softly: "If it is a beloved thing, naturally I don't want others to see it in vain, and I don't want to lead others to fight because of this." ”

He snorted proudly: "If it is someone I like, I will definitely not judge people by their appearance, and they will not give up on me because of obstacles or difficulties..."

It's just that in the end, her voice is noticeably sluggish.

Zhilang looked at her distressedly: "Miao, if you can't get it, you must know the way out." Stubborn and persistent, it will only be you who suffers. ”

She listened quietly and nodded slightly.

On the second day, close to noon, Qing'e really sobered up as Zhilang said.

She slowly opened her eyes, and at a glance she saw Mo Yi sitting in front of the bed. She immediately sat up and threw herself into his arms, crying so hard that she could do it.

"It hurts! I feel like I've been broken into pieces! It's a terrible dream!!"

Mo Yi's brows furrowed, he wanted to push her away, but he remembered her innocence, no matter what, Qing'e was also the princess of the Nine Heavenly Que family.

So, he patted her gently on the shoulder and said comfortingly, "It's all right!

Qing'e nodded, looked at him with a pair of red eyes, and thought sweetly in his heart, he really cared about himself, he didn't abandon her at that moment, and followed her into this ukiyo-e mirror.

And Qian Miao Tong Zhilang stood behind Mo Yi, seeing this situation clearly.

Her heart ached, but she could only force herself not to care. Because, if she wants to follow him in the future, such a scene will definitely not be uncommon, and she must get used to it.

Qing'e stared at Mo Yi for a long time, and then turned her eyes to look around.

Seeing that there was a strange man standing behind Mo Yi, the nameless fire immediately surged up.

Although this 'floating world' catastrophe made her see that her love was not empty, the physical and mental pain was still unbearable.

Now, the source of it all stood in front of her like no one, how could she not be angry?

Qing'e was naturally not afraid of anything with Mo Yi by her side, she pointed angrily and said, "Demon girl, why do you still have the face to stand here! Look at us today I won't destroy you!"

As soon as the words fell, they gathered strength on the fingertips, and in just a moment, the light shot straight through like a sharp sword.

Between the lightning and flint, he was still stunned and thinking about who and who the 'we' in Qing'e's words meant.

Seeing the light grow in her eyes, she couldn't react.

Suddenly, Zhilang dodged in front of her, and the light hit him directly, but only a trace of folds in his shirt were lifted.

He shouted in a deep voice: "My territory still can't allow you a little fairy to make a mistake! If you dare to touch a single hair of her today, I will break you again and live forever in this floating mirror." ”

Qing'e froze, and her bright eyes made her afraid.

Mo Yi sighed slightly and came forward to mediate: "Qing'e, she just woke up, and she doesn't know the situation. I'll explain to her..."

"Can you kill Tilt Miao if you don't know the situation!!" Zhilang grabbed Mo Yi's shirt and interrupted him sharply.

"You also know how much weight that attack had just now, so can you kill her?" Mo Yi replied calmly without fear.

"Hehe~ Yes, where can this attack hurt her!If you want to hurt her, these words of yours are enough!" Zhilang sneered, shook his hand vigorously, turned around and left.

Mo Yi's body trembled slightly, and then he turned his head to look at the tilt.

Her eyes touched, but she immediately ducked.

Eventually, he turned around resolutely and wanted to escape.

He immediately put his hand on her shoulder, trying to hold on.

Without looking back, he brushed his hand away and rushed out of the door.

Mo Yi withdrew his hand and looked at the back of his hand fixedly.

There was a drop of water that poured out of the corner of her eye, with a burning temperature.

Leaning Miao hung his head and walked into the courtyard, only to hear Zhilang ask in a deep voice: "In this case, do you still want to go with him?"

"Hmm. She replied softly, and her aggrieved appearance made people feel pity.

"Promise me, then, if anyone does this to you, even if it's someone you love, you'll give it back! Don't be like Fang Cai, who has been wronged in vain..."

Tian Miao was silent for a while, and then pretended to smile relaxedly: "Don't worry! No matter what, I am the most beloved little daughter of the current Beinuma Demon Venerable! Where will I suffer myself! It's just that Zhilang, haven't you considered going out with us?"

He shook his head: "If I go out, this world will not exist! I think, at the very least, to protect the happiness of these mortals who are still alive." ”

"Then, this time, I really want to say goodbye..."LeanMiao looked up at him, moved and reluctant to toss and turn in his eyes.

"Go, Miao! I... I'm going to miss you—" Zhi Lang closed his eyes slightly, and finally said those two words.

Tilting Miao was slightly stunned, then stood on tiptoe, hugged him, and choked his voice: "Thank you... Thank you... Zhi Lang..."

She kept repeating it, as if there was no way to repay the friendship except for this.

Zhilang just patted her on the back and didn't say anything.

He looked at the sun, which had gone to the west, and thought to himself, such a beautiful light, finally to say goodbye...