The flickering light under Ziyu's body slowly dissipated with his figure, and finally faded into a little fluorescent spot, and the void became empty.

Mao Qing lowered his head, and there was still a purple round stone in his hand.

"What is this?" Mo Yi asked.

Mao Qing slowly squeezed the purple stone in the palm of his hand, and there were still tears on his face: "There are still bones after mortals die, and this is the last incarnation of purple jade." We call this 'Neidan'. ”

"Can you save him with this?" Mo Yi squatted down, maintaining his usual posture with Mao Qing.

Mao Qing shook his head: "I don't know. This soul locking array wiped out all his three souls and six spirits, and it stands to reason that there is no place to turn around. It's just that if you keep it, maybe you can hope for some miracles. If there is really nothing he can do, then take him back to Peach Blossom Country! Ziyu must hope for the same..."

Mo Yi nodded and helped Mao Qing up.

Aoqing gasped and looked around, the focus of his eyes falling on the dark stone surrounded by an enchantment.

Xu is because of Lou Qianchou's death, and the enchantment has long been broken.

Pointing to the unpretentious stone, he said in a dumb voice: "I have to find a way to cut that stone, and it should be Shentie inside." It's just that I don't want to talk about cohesion now, and it's hard to even stand firmly. ”

"It's very easy to just scratch it out. Mo Yi helped Mao Qing to sit down by the wall, and took out a small dazzling stone from his chest.

"What is this?"

"That's what I said, with my stone when I was born. It is very hard and can be used as a sharp weapon. Then he went to paddle the rock.

Sure enough, as soon as it touched the stone, the dark rock immediately separated, revealing a dark piece of pig iron inside.

Mao Qing smiled lightly: "What kind of monster is you holding in your hand, it's obviously a precious diamond!"

"Diamond?" Mo Yi no longer has the memory of being an immortal, so he naturally doesn't know what Mao Qing is referring to.

"This diamond should have been stored deep underground, and it is rare to see it once in thousands of years, and it can be regarded as a precious thing that has absorbed the aura of the earth. It is said that it is the hardest object in the world, but it is nothing more than that! Ordinary people do not know much, they don't know its preciousness, they think it is extraordinary, and they are monsters that are different from themselves, and they have really suffered you for so long in vain. However, if you are born with this diamond, there is a bit of an inscrutable mystery. ”

"It's all in the past, those things. Mo Yi's face flashed with sadness, he really didn't want to mention those painful pasts.

"Hmm. You take a treasure bag and put it up. I was too tired to walk anymore, so I just slept like this for a while. ”

After saying that, he leaned against the wall and rested.

When Mo Yi packed up Shentie and turned around to check on Mao Qing, he found that her brows were tightly locked, her pale lips were shaking, and her body was almost curled up.

Leaned over and took her hand, fingertips cold.

Mo Yi lowered his body and asked tentatively, "Are you cold?"

"Hmm...", he snorted softly, and was so weak that he didn't even want to lift his eyes.

Knowing this, Mo Yi quickly lit a fire beside her and told her to rest on her chest.

Looking at her sleeping face, he shook the rope and wrapped it around her shoulder, and then hugged her tightly.

My heart is like a moth being knocked up.

After a long time, but seeing that her face had improved slightly, Mo Yi took it to heart and sat quietly in this position.

After a long time, Mo Yi took a branch and shook the bonfire, "Mao Qing...", and called her very lightly.

"Huh?" she replied to him immediately, though her eyes were closed.

Glancing down at her, the haggard look on her face could still be seen in the faint light of the fire.

He leaned to her ear and said very lightly, "I don't want to look for the rest of the things." ”

was so frightened that he opened his eyes, and he suddenly fell asleep. Struggling to sit up and look at him, "Why?"

Mo Yi turned his head to look away, his tone was dull, and he said slowly: "I used to think it was a very simple thing. But now, I can understand more and more where its difficulties are. I don't want to fulfill that somewhat ethereal wish and lead to something I don't want to see. ”

Hearing this, Mao Qing felt a little depressed: "Are you annoyed by what just happened?" But even if it wasn't for Shentie, I was going to fight with Ziyu once." Can you, too, blame yourself for all the blame?"

"It wasn't planned by me, but it happened because of me, and I couldn't have done nothing. Besides, if you are the same as Ziyu..."The words were interrupted here, and Mo Yi, who had always been calm, felt that he could not continue to speak.

"It's so good to finally have a wish that I want to come true...", but his tone was a little frustrated, "It's not like me, I don't even know what I want." ”

"Aren't you looking for your friend?" Mo Yi remembered why she had set off with him.

Mao Qing was stunned and realized that he had said the wrong thing, so he played a round: "It used to be... Only now it's different. Yesterday I was still thinking, what would I do if I found him? I looked for him like this, did he know? Why didn't he come to look for me? He must have forgotten me, maybe he didn't want to see me again at all, and I didn't have to!"

Seeing that Mo Yi was silent for a long time, he raised his face to look at him, and then said very seriously: "Now I'm not afraid of death, I'm just afraid of loneliness." In the future, I don't want to be alone..."

Mo Yi didn't answer, and quickly parted from her eyes.

After a long time, Fang Cai nodded, and his voice was as deep as an empty mountain: "It won't be alone anymore, and the rest of the way, let's go together." ”

A very satisfied smile bloomed on his lips, and he slowly closed his eyes, and lay on his knees very reassuringly, and fell asleep in a while.

Mo Yi sat there motionless, jumping on the bonfire, her bright red dress in her eyes.

Gently move her hand to the top of her hair, slowly stroke it down, the tangled heart is like a towel twisted together, I want to let go but I am afraid to see my broken self.

He smiled to himself: It turns out that I really like you...

Even if you know that you are not of your kind, even if you understand the transience of mortal life, that deep emotion has long surpassed these pale barriers, is incomparably real, and has no way to condone your own escape.

Too many things happened on such a day, and before he knew it, Mo Yi also leaned against the wall and fell asleep.

The midnight is long, and the love is a little lingering.

The crimson sparks on the campfire churned upward, and the wood crackled with fire. The reality of the shadow under the light, the quiet stone room, in the warm faint light, he and her shadow couldn't tell each other, indescribably glued...

Approaching dawn, Mo Yi suddenly woke up.

looked down at Maoqing, but she didn't see her, and only the big red brocade robe was left on her knees.

His heart trembled, and he held the brocade robe in his hand. The tail of the coat swept across the ground, revealing a white rabbit hidden under the clothes.

As if sensing the movement, the white rabbit moved his ears and slowly raised his eyes.

His lips opened slightly, and he looked at Mo Yi and said softly: "I'm so tired, I need to adjust." It may take a long time to maintain the original body, like hibernation. ”

Mo Yi nodded, his voice slightly hoarse: "You have a good rest! I will protect you." ”

Mao Qingwan smiled and said to himself: "It's strange... I know you don't know how to spell, you're just a mortal. But if Mo Yi said that he wanted to protect me, he would inexplicably feel at ease. ”

Mo Yi didn't say anything, just reached out and stroked her snow-white hair, as if in response.

And the white rabbit still smiled, and once again entered a long period of sleep and conditioning.

The third spring has come to an end, and the sound of cicadas has suddenly turned into summer.

He had been asleep for seven days, still motionless, with no sign of waking up.

Slowly, Mo Yi developed a habit of checking her snort and state from time to time, and even waking up several times at night. It seems that only in this way will he settle down.

After seven days of walking in the mountains, I finally arrived at another town.

Mo Yi stood alone at the bottom of the city gate, looking up at the two big red characters of 'Yan Gui', the bustling crowd, leading donkeys and horses, very lively.

With plenty of money to gain, Mo Yi went straight to a ready-to-wear store after entering the city, intending to buy a suitable set of ready-to-wear clothes to replace the ragged clothes. After all, if you have always been dressed in this shabby way, let alone inquire about the news, even staying in the hotel is very problematic.

Without caring about the exquisite eye of the owner of the ready-to-wear store, Mo Yi walked into the store with a white rabbit in his arms.

Before the shopkeeper could speak, he saw Mo Yi put some broken silver on the counter, and immediately stopped the follow-up shabby sarcasm and turned to smile and invite.

Mo Yi looked around, his eyes fell on a crescent white robe, with dark lines of bamboo leaves, and remembered that she seemed to have praised herself for looking good in such clothes.

His gaze softened, and he immediately bought it.

After entering the inner room and changing into new clothes and coming out, the shopkeeper looked up at him, and the pen in his hand was shocked.

Fang Cai saw that he was dressed shabby, so he didn't look carefully, but now that he has seen him, he understands what is extremely handsome.

The appearance of the clear and beautiful moon is graceful. It's just that the look in those eyes is cold and hard, which makes people not close.

Mo Yi walked to the door, and was about to cross the threshold, when a cherry blossom suddenly fell under his eyes. Xuan was about to hover over the door, where a delicate dress was hanging.

After being silent for a while, he hurriedly paid some money and bought the cherry dress.

The shopkeeper was secretly guessing in his heart whether this outfit was a gift for his lover that handsome boy wanted, and he just caught a glimpse of Mo Yi looking down at the white rabbit in his arms.

At such a glance, he was suddenly in a hurry, but it was clearly clear that there was a trace of bright brilliance floating in his originally cold eyes, but he quickly dissipated without waiting for the shopkeeper to take a closer look, and there was no trace of it.

The shopkeeper watched him step onto the street, dressed in white, and standing tall.

Today's sun is good, and his back image is dyed with a halo, gradually fading, but it is as sacred as a god.