On the Yushan Palace, the lights are swaying.

The kneeling Xuannu pursed her lips tightly and didn't say a word.

"Didn't I order you to follow Mo Yi all the time? Why didn't you be there when he and the demon girl went to retrieve the fairy silk that day?"

Xuannu recalled Mo Yi's intimidation that day, and her mind went blank for a while.

She lowered her head, but kept repeating: "Please calm your anger on the seat, it's the Xuannu who didn't do her duty!"

The Queen Mother of the West looked extremely displeased, especially when Emperor Fang Cai sent Xian Aya back to her, she still had to pretend to be grateful.

Although Xian Aya has been recovered, she has lost another chance to bring Mo Yi to death.

There are many treasures in Yushan, and she really cares about just one fairy aya.

It's just that the matter has come to this point, and she has no other way.

The Queen Mother of the West gave Xian Aya to Qing'e, she understood that Qing'e would definitely protect her life and would not use it, and doing this was nothing more than showing Mo Yi her whole appearance.

The matter of Immortal Aya came to an end for the time being, except for the fact that the Giant Spirit God was reprimanded by the Emperor of Heaven and was a little unconvinced, this matter immediately faded in the short conversation between the parents of the immortals.

Lu Yun has been in a bad mood in recent days, and even the porridge he cooked has become very strange.

Mo Yi took a shallow sip of the bowl of sweet and greasy white porridge, and put the bowl down with a frown.

"Lu Yun, your recent taste is very peculiar. ”

Spicy mung bean soup, salty sugar water, Mo Yi did eat a lot of strange things.

Lu Yun looked at him cowardly, unable to lift any spirits.

He asked, "Master, Sister Miao, won't she come to the Heavenly Realm again?"

Mo Yi's heart stagnated, and he forcibly suppressed those thoughts.

replied quietly: "Probably not." ”

"Hmm...," Lu Yun sighed, "She hasn't taught me how to fight crickets! ”

Mo Yi sighed slightly, and raised his eyes to see the peach blossoms outside the window falling to the ground, full of cherry blossoms.

"Lu Yun, it's impossible for someone to be with you all the time, and getting used to parting is also a kind of practice..."Mo Yi himself doesn't like this sentence very much, but it has its own truth that it must face.

Lu Yun nodded, absentmindedly finishing the porridge in his bowl.

Mo Yi thought to himself, if this was a bowl of bitter medicine, it was estimated that he would not be able to taste anything.

"By the way, it seems that Sister Miao's Baiyan Dan's medicinal effect has been resolved, I don't know if she is as good-looking as she said herself!" Lu Yun suddenly remembered this matter and mentioned it casually.

Mo Yi was slightly stunned, he remembered that in the floating mirror, Qian Miao had said that her original appearance was much better.

He couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips, and he asked, "Did she tell you that she was good-looking?"

Lu Yun became interested: "Yes, by the way, Master, you haven't seen her in real form, have you? I have a portrait here! I'll show it to you!"

After speaking, without waiting for Mo Yi to refuse, he trotted away.

After a while, Lu Yun ran in with a scroll.

He was so anxious that he forgot the threshold and fell directly into the mud.

The scroll fell out of his arms and rolled all the way to Mo Yi's feet.

"How can anyone be as reckless as you!" Mo Yi sneered, then crouched down, trying to roll up the scroll.

His eyes fell on the painting, his eyes were wide open, and he almost forgot to breathe.

The people in the painting are smiling and smiling, as if they have been separated by thousands of reincarnations, and they are silent for several lifetimes.

Clear... How could it be...

Eyes moved to the wrist of the woman in the painting, where a bronze bell was clearly depicted, which was a gift from him in the ukiyo-e, this woman is... Down.

Time stands still, and the past flows in front of you.

Similar eyes, almost the same words.

His body shuddered, and the scroll fell to the ground again.

Lu Yun rubbed his forehead and squinted at him: "Master, what's wrong with you..."

Mo Yi looked at Lu Yun blankly: "This is what you painted?"

Lu Yun stuck out his tongue: "The apprentice's skills are so poor, you can't stand it, Master, right?"

Mo Yi didn't answer, he just thought that Lu Yun hadn't seen Mao Qing, so what he painted should be the real appearance of the misty.

He couldn't sit down any longer, got up, picked up his sword, and headed straight for the nether.

"Master..."Lu Yun didn't know why, he wanted to stop him, but he saw him leave quickly.

Lu Yun shook his head: "It's the first time I've seen my master walk so fast, is my painting really so eye-catching?"

Mo Yi Tengyun was in the lower realm, and he thought a lot on the way.

He couldn't figure out why there was the same person, and he wondered if it could be a coincidence.

He remembered that she told him that the two of them did not owe each other, and that it was better to never see each other in this life...

But he had to find her, that was where his soul had dreamed...

The North Marsh was bounded by the ground, and Mo Yi decided to forcibly open it.

The sound of breaking the boundary was heard all the way into the depths of the forest, and Ming Yuan's hand that was preparing the medicinal powder trembled.

He glanced at the hour and walked to the decorated room.

Pushed open the door, but saw Tilt Miao lying on the table, playing with his hair in a daze.

Ming Yuan smiled: "It's hard to get back to your appearance, but you don't like to go out anymore?"

She pouted and ignored him.

"Your little lover is breaking through the boundary, what do you think I should do to him?" asked Ming Yuan.

She was stunned, not understanding why Mo Yi came.

remembered that he had just said that he didn't want to see him, so he said lightly: "You can do whatever you like, it has nothing to do with me!"

Ming Yuan nodded: "Okay then." ”

After the words fell, he walked out.

Mo Yi finally broke through the boundary, but it was Mingyuan who came out.

He said coldly: "I don't know what is the so-called matter of such a powerful visit to Beinuma?"

"Mingyuan, I want to see the fall!"

"Oh? I remember that Xingjun has already gotten back Xian Aya, so it stands to reason that she shouldn't have anything to do with it. ”

"I have something to ask her!" Mo Yi said in a serious voice.

"She won't see you. Mingyuan shouted.

Xian Aya was taken away by Mo Yi, although according to the agreement, he appeased the anger of the Celestial Clan, but in this way, Miao Miao was already in a state of waiting for death, how could he not hate?

Mo Yi lowered his eyes, secretly sad.

Ming Yuan sighed: "What do you want to ask, maybe I can tell you some." ”

Mo Yifu raised his head again: "When was she born?"

"August of the year of Origi. ”

That year happened to be the time of the fall of the Qing Dynasty.

"When she was born, there was something different about her. ”

Ming Yuan pursed his lips, reluctant to mention the disease of losing his soul.

In this way, it makes people think that they deliberately lied to him, and they are just worried about Xian Aya.

So, he thought about it for a while, but said something else: "When Miao Miao was born, his heart was not on the left side, but on the right side. All that is on the left, when viewed, is a diamond. ”

Diamond... Mo Yi's heart froze, Mao Qing should indeed have brought the diamond he gave him when he fell, but in the end, he couldn't find it anywhere.

Ming Yuan then continued: "Do you remember that I wondered before, why can your cultivation save the misty? After I checked, the cultivation you gave her did not exist anywhere else, only in that diamond. ”

Mo Yi was silent, he felt as if he had touched the shadow of things. If it is said that the diamond can store his cultivation, it means that it is something that is in common with him.

Therefore, the pouring is the clear...

She was reincarnated as a demon.

Suddenly, all kinds of emotions flowed in my heart, the joy that she was still there, the sadness of missing out, and the pain of not being able to hold her hand.

After Ming Yuan finished speaking, seeing that he was silent for a while, he cleared his throat and said, "For the sake of you who once saved Miao, I will let you go!"

"I'm not leaving! I must see him today!" Mo Yi let out a low roar, and his originally misty eyes suddenly cleared.

Ming Yuan snorted lightly, slapped his palm, and the demons hidden nearby surrounded him.

Ming Yuan stepped aside and watched their fight for a while, intending to poison them at a critical moment.

It was only slowly, and his expression changed from calm to shock.

He hurried a few steps to the cave.

I walked into the room again, poured myself a drink, and asked, "You really don't want to see him?"

Tilting Miao half lay on the bed and covered her head with a quilt: "Don't go, don't go! Mingyuan, you're really noisy!"

"Alright then! I guess it will take another half an hour to collect his body. Ming Yuan casually tapped his five fingers on the table.

"What do you mean?" asked as she lifted the quilt and frowned.

"He wants to force his way into this place, where can your father stand by and watch. Now a hundred demons are surrounding him!" Min Yuan said with a smile on his cheeks.

"Hmph, I know that you are talking about the matter seriously! Don't say a hundred demons, you boldly let your brothers all go on to see if you can catch him. Tilting glanced at him, pouting and sitting on the edge of the bed.

Ming Yuan shook his head: "This strange place is here! I don't know what kind of demonic wind he fell into today, but he just didn't make a move, just cared about resisting." You know, how long can he hold on no matter how good he is? When we came over, I saw that his leg was wounded by a sharp blade, and I could see his bones! Maybe it won't be half an hour, but now I'm afraid it's almost the same!"

Mingyuan wanted to tease him again, but who knew that there was a gust of wind in front of him, and when he looked at the bed again, where did he see half a figure?

He smiled and said to himself: still a frizzy person, still an infatuated person...

Tilt Miao rushed to the border of the North Marsh, jumped onto the crown tree, and sure enough, he saw that Mo Yi was being besieged by the demons.

He was covered in scars, and the blood almost stained his white robe crimson.

Half-kneeling on the ground, holding the sword to support his body, the icy sword has not yet been unsheathed.

She bit her lip and wondered how this person could be so stupid!

She whistled, and the demons stopped attacking.

Mo Yi raised his head and squinted slightly at the crown tree, but he couldn't see it really.

Qian Miao shouted loudly: "Don't hurt him, let him go, everyone retreats." ”

Then she jumped off the tree and sped away.

The familiar voice rang in his ears, and although he could only see her back flashing, Mo Yi knew who it was.

Regardless of the wounds on his body, he struggled to get up and immediately chased after him.

Following the cyan figure, he told himself over and over again that he had been waiting for so long, and this time, he couldn't lose you again!

I don't want to part, I don't regret, I want you...

She knew that Mo Yi was chasing her, but she complained in her heart and didn't want to stop at all.

The figure in front of him was getting smaller and smaller, and Mo Yi desperately chased after it, but the distance was getting farther and farther.

In the end, it was dark in front of his eyes, and he knelt straight to the ground, only breathing, not intake.

Tilting Miao heard a loud bang behind him, and when he turned to look over, Mo Yi stopped far on the ground, almost kneeling in a pool of blood.

There was a pain in my heart, where is there such a stubborn person, and he really doesn't even want his life.

She leaped over in a few steps, wanting to check on his injuries.

Just leaned over, Mo Yi suddenly raised his head.

The two of them were so close that they could even see their own reflection clearly in his eyes.

I suddenly remembered that I had said that if I could let him see his true face, it would definitely make him feel amazing.

Thinking of this, he lowered his head slightly, and his cheeks were red.

Mo Yi looked at the tilt, her restored appearance was the same as that of Mao Qingyi. Although I had expected this to be the case, I was still afraid that it would be a dream.

When he saw that he was leaning sideways, he hugged her and held her in his arms.

She was stunned, her eyes wide open.

She thought he was just here to apologize, just to ask for forgiveness, but she didn't expect it to be such a hug.

It's just that his body is sticky, the smell of blood is strong, and his hair is messy, and he thinks to himself, there is nothing worse than this...