In the April day of the world, under the clouds, red flowers and green leaves, Qing'e has long had no heart to see it.

The sound of the wind whistling in my ears, and the tenderness of spring faded in this impatience and anger.

As far as the eye can see, there is no pleasing scene, only chaotic colors, which is even more annoying.

When she arrived at the place, Qing'e lowered the clouds. I saw that the peach blossoms were as red as clouds for ten miles, and there was a path that had just been stepped out of under the wrong branches.

A chuckle came to her ears, but stopped the moment she put her feet on the soft earth.

Qing'e looked through the petals and young leaves, and Mo Yi faced her with a cold face, which seemed to still have a cheerful mood.

In vain, there was a trace of loss in her heart, and those expressions were something she would never see in her life.

Qing'e slowly took two steps closer, and finally saw the person who was hidden behind Mo Yi.

A mortal who is weak and weak, and whose life is as short as a mayfly, has a face that is exactly the same as that of Mao Qing. It was this face that made him obsessed and unrepentant, and he searched for three lifetimes against the sky.

Li Wu noticed Mo Yi's strange appearance, she cautiously poked her head out, and was actually timid when she saw Qing'e.

This person is the daughter of the Queen Mother of the West, and she also suffered a lot in her previous life.

Qing'e took a step closer, but Mo Yi turned into the long sword in his hand, and with a 'whoosh', he pulled out half of it at her.

The sword light was cold, Qing'e stopped, and the expression on her face changed from surprise to a playful smile.

She said in a deep voice, "I can't think of it... We also have a day when swords face each other..."

Mo Yi looked at Qing'e, his eyes were deep, the ups and downs and struggles of the third world had smoothed out the trust in the people of the Heavenly Clan in his heart. No matter who he was aiming for, he was on guard.

The corners of Mo Yi's mouth were flat, and he couldn't show a smile, and he said to Qing'e seriously: "I didn't want to fight with you, but I had no choice." If you still want to hurt her, I won't show mercy. ”

"Be merciful?" Qing'e smiled sadly, "When have you ever shown mercy to me? I'm targeting her everywhere, what do you think it's for?"

Mo Yi lowered her eyes slightly, knowing that she had no malicious intent, so she slowly put away her sword: "I thought that I didn't owe you anything. ”

Qing'e looked at him and said, "Yes." It was you who saved me in 'Punishment Sendai' back then, and you were kind to me. But for hundreds of years, I have treated you with all my heart, and my friendship is like flowing water, and I have not repaid half of it, and I should have offset the kindness of that day. But Mo Yi, have you ever thought that apart from affection, I haven't bothered about your affairs? Why did the Queen Mother of the West only send Xuannu to capture you, and never thought of using me? That's because she knows that I have no way to do anything about you. ”

"It's hard to get along, we can't force it, let's let it go!" Mo Yi said lightly.

His words once again showed his attitude, but that cold tone pierced Qing'e's heart like a sharp sword.

She suddenly felt very tired, the word of love was irreversible, who she liked was not good, but she liked a stone-hearted fairy.

In a trance, Qing'e's body was crooked, and she sat heavily on the dirt floor.

The ground was slightly wet, staining the corners of her skirt, and a good princess of the heavenly family did not have Caixia by her side, but looked decadent.

Li frowned and looked at her, with some different emotions in her heart, she walked out from behind Mo Yi, as if she wanted to walk over and help Qing'e up.

Mo Yi grabbed her and said in a serious voice: "I'm afraid there is fraud." ”

One wrong step, one wrong step, now he doesn't allow any more mistakes, only by protecting her behind him, that heart can be more stable.

Such a light sentence, still with a cautious tone, Qing'e heard it clearly.

She began to laugh so loudly that her shoulders began to shake, as if she had never heard such funny words in her life.

Mo Yi still looked at her faintly, keeping a guarded distance.

The sword in his hand had been taken back and had not hurt her, but Qing'e felt that her heart was finally completely dead.

Her laughter was oozing with sadness, and she was a little nervous after hearing it. She tugged at Mo Yi's sleeve, and the horrible wound on his left arm was revealed.

Qing'e saw the wound and suddenly fell silent again. After a while, she asked word by word, "Is this what you left for her?"

Mo Yi didn't answer, but this silence was already an answer.

Qing'e stood up crookedly, and she sighed silently: "What do you like? I have guarded you for hundreds of years, but I don't see you tempted for half a minute." Can... A dead man, a mortal with only one soul, can make you do this? Flesh and blood, even leaving such wounds, is that what you like? Am I not doing enough, or am I one step behind her?"

Mo Yi finally said: "Qing'e, if I can control my feelings, I won't meet you here." Not sooner or later, no matter what it takes. And you don't see it all. Her first and second lives gave far more than mine, and it was not enough to repay her, even if she took my life. ”

"And what about me, what am I?" Qing'e questioned him.

Mo Yi replied in a deep voice: "You don't care about this matter, I still treat you as a friend, if you want to hurt her, my sword will not show mercy to you." ”

"Hehe," Qing'e smiled, "You actually talked about repaying it, but you owe me a lot until now!

Mo Yi was stunned, he also felt strange about what happened at that time, it was impossible for Queen Mother Exi's temperament to make such a mistake at a critical moment.

Qing'e continued: "Then everything was done by me. I changed my mind at the risk of going to prison, and that's what helped you escape. Mo Yi, you've always felt like you're fair. So, what are you going to use to repay this love?"

"You... What do you want?" Mo Yi looked at her, his eyes calm and calm, like a pool of stagnant water.

"You won't give what I really want. Since you are willing to cut flesh and dissolve blood for her, you must treat me well now, right?" Qing'e snorted coldly, thinking to herself that you are like this, what else can I ask for.

Mo Yi's expression was indifferent, he pulled the sword out of its sheath again, the cold light on the sword was terrifying, and Qing'e couldn't help but take a step back.

Then, the knife fell, blood splashed, and the peach petals were drizzled with a layer of fishy smell, and for a while the powder was stained with bright red, deep and shallow, and strange like a disaster.

Mo Yi held his sword against the ground to support his body, and the entire arm of his left hand was slashed off fiercely, lying quietly on the side.

"So... Is it enough?" he asked.

Qing'e's body couldn't stop trembling, and in order to refuse himself, he didn't even want his own arm.

She pointed at Mo Yi and said, "Crazy, you're crazy..."

Li Wu stepped forward to hug him, tears fell on his shirt, and the red slowly blurred and blurred.

Mo Yi gasped and said, "In this way, we don't owe each other! In the future, if the sword is against each other, please don't mention these past events!"

Qing'e bit her lip, and the blood on her lips poured into her mouth. Bitter, uncomfortable. Obviously, he didn't hurt in the slightest, but he seemed to have that sword stuck in his heart. But even if she can't recover, she can't get this person's sincerity.

Finally, without any nostalgia, she turned around and flew back to the Nine Heavenly Gates, and those friendships finally became water, but it was just a joke.

After confirming that Qing'e was gone, Mo Yi fell half-crooked into Liwu's arms.

He smiled faintly, patted her hand tightly holding his sleeve, and said with a faint breath: "I don't want to owe others, in this life, if I really owe it, I still owe you alone, anyway... Anyway, I can't pay it off for a long time..."

He bowed his head slightly, but he couldn't even speak because of crying.

In this life, although they stay together, it is so difficult, both of them are tormented in their hearts, and they don't know whether they are right or wrong.

Qing'e returned to the palace, saying that she was unwell and closed the door.

When the Queen Mother of the West came to summons, she ignored it for the first time.

The Queen Mother of the West didn't know what was going on, so she went to Qing'e's palace in person.

Since she said that she was sick, she took the banner of her mother looking at her daughter, and brought some body-tonifying pills with her.

Qing'e's face was a little haggard, and she muttered two sentences, and the Queen Mother of the West turned to the main topic.

Qing'e's eyes were not shining, she supported her forehead, and said in a deep voice: "The queen mother still don't ask again." Please don't come to me again for anything related to Mo Yi in the future! In this life, his name will not be reminded in front of me!"

"You... What kind of attitude do you have?" the Queen Mother of the West was not angry.

Qing'e smiled sadly: "What attitude can I have? From now on, I have nothing to do with him, and the queen mother will no longer have to talk to me about him. And also... You have also seen my appearance, if there is any punishment, come at will, it is just a cheap life, and it deserves nothing. ”

The Queen Mother of the West frowned, and for a while, she didn't say anything, and walked out with her sleeves brushed up.

Qing'e looked at the distant figure outside the door, and suddenly felt relieved. This love has trapped her all these years, like a prisoner, don't do it.

People who don't like her, she doesn't want to like either.

A palace maid came in and asked how to deal with the body-replenishing pills sent by the Queen Mother of the West.

She waved her hand and said lightly: "If you want to, you can divide yourself, if you don't want to, you can pour it at will, and you won't let me see it." ”

The palace maid was stunned, and immediately added: "But... But it was sent by the Queen Mother of the West. ”

Qing'e raised her eyebrows and said, "Naturally, she sent it like this." Not only has the medicine been poured, but if she just passes me on in private in the future, she will refuse to go!"

The palace maid looked at her in surprise, and after a long time, she retreated timidly.

Qing'e was finally the only one left in the hall. She lost all those love and fear of power in her heart, and suddenly felt unbridled and relaxed, as if she was living again.

Filled with love, she can't afford it, and she doesn't want it anymore.