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It was a bloody twilight, and the fire spreading on the ground connected with the sunset on the horizon. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoThe tribe belonging to the Jiuli clan was only left with broken walls and ruins in a fire, and the land that was grilled by the fire was scorched black, and black smoke came out.

Yu Wanyin had been standing on the hill and looking down, her back straightened and her brows furrowed, the fire had been burning from morning to evening, and she seemed to hear the crackling sound of the fire burning dead wood and smell the smell of the soil being burned.

The fire was lit by her and Ling Motang, and they burned the tribe they had been living there with their own hands.

"What are you thinking?" Yu Wanyin glanced at Ling Motang, who was silent under the golden laurel tree, and the rich aroma of osmanthus had a desperate taste when Yu Wanyin smelled it.

At this time, the moon hanging high was as white and cold as pig iron, Yu Wanyin's gorgeous red dress was refracted in the moonlight, and Ling Motang, who leaned on the old laurel tree and did not say a word, took a deep breath and then pursed her lips, a pair of pear vortices at the corner of her mouth were suddenly revealed, and her voice was a little lazy: "I want to go back." He leaned back on the back of the tree with his hands around his shoulders, his eyes still not open.

The corners of Yu Wanyin's lips crossed bitterly, and her voice was low but persistently emphasized: "We can't go back." ”

Ling Motang's eyelids jumped and he opened his eyes slowly, the corners of his eyes were slightly flushed, his light brown eyes moved, and he pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled: "What you say is always very reasonable." ”

"I could have gone back, but you set the fire." Yu Wanyin looked down at Ling Motang, who was still lazy, she wanted to punch the other party's merry peach blossom eyes, how could this person show that he was not sad at all.

After Ling Motang realized the danger in Yu Wanyin's eyes, he coughed dryly and reminded the party: "It's the firewood you are looking for." ”

Yu Wanyin: "......"

The air seemed to condense, Ling Motang slowly got up and patted Yu Wanyin's shoulder: "In the future, we will depend on each other." There is a layer of mist in her peach blossom eyes, and her smile is like a crescent moon on the horizon, with a typical heartless smile on the corner of her mouth.

"You're upset, aren't you?" Yu Wanyin's eyes burned, her words made Ling Motang's withdrawn hand freeze in mid-air, and Ling Motang's expression was helpless: "From my eyes, can't you see sadness, or are my eyes not red enough?" ”

Yu Wanyin's gaze was fixed on Ling Motang's eyes that were obviously crying, the corners of her lips moved and she didn't know how to answer, Ling Motang said again: "Sadness doesn't have to be said, and the sadness that can be said is not sadness." ”

"You always have a lot of reasons." Yu Wanyin's voice was smooth, with flat eyebrows and no expression.

Ling Motang sometimes thinks that if she hadn't grown up with Yu Wanyin since childhood, she and someone of Yu Wanyin's character would not have gotten together at all.

She and Yu Wanyin, one is upright and high-minded, the other is a loose scoundrel, Yu Wanyin loves to follow the rules and do things meticulously, while Ling Motang loves to break the rules and do things in a disorderly manner.

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"Fuck off." Ling Motang's full forehead was covered with dense cold sweat, an exclamation pierced the silence in the air, the tired birds resting in the forest fluttered and scattered, Yu Wanyin sat up and looked at Ling Motang in shock, Ling Motang beside her closed her eyes tightly, and her hands tightly clutched the hem of her clothes.

Yu Wanyin sighed in a low voice: "Ling Motang, it doesn't matter what you pretend. "Being attacked by demon beasts, all the Jiuli clansmen died overnight, how could such a scene of blood flowing like a river of corpses not make Ling Motang's heart palpitate, especially Ling Motang also watched the clansmen being sniped into flesh.

Yu Wanyin, who was dug up by Ling Motang from the ruins, couldn't cry anymore when she saw such a scene, but Ling Motang always showed that lazy and heartless look.

Ling Motang sat with the dead everywhere for a day and a night, Yu Wanyin cried all night, and the next morning, Ling Motang said, "It's all burned." ”

Yu Wanyin went to find firewood, and Ling Motang lit the fire.

Ling Motang's tightly locked eyebrows stretched out, Yu Wanyin gently wiped the cold sweat that kept coming out of Ling Motang's forehead with her sleeve, looked up at the sky and saw that the sky was already white, and then slapped Ling Motang's face without hesitation, Ling Motang woke up from a dream, a pair of peach blossom eyes were dyed with horror, and her heart beat violently because of the nightmare, after seeing Yu Wanyin's calm eyes, she breathed a long sigh of relief, covered her hot cheeks and asked depressedly: "Why are you beating me?" ”

Yu Wanyin was very calm, sorted out the folds on her clothes, then got up and turned back to Ling Motang and asked, "Do you want to go back and take another look?" ”

Ling Motang glanced at the foot of the mountain and shook his head, and asked in a tone that was neither light nor serious: "We don't have a home anymore, where are we going back?" ”

The Jiuli tribe at the foot of the mountain was already a flat land, and that fire took everything away.

Yu Wanyin lost her mind slightly, and immediately spoke: "Then let's set off to Liuyun Sect." ”

Ling Motang nodded, straightened the burden on her shoulders, and took a step first, and the fragrance of golden osmanthus flowers wafting in the air reminded her of the night when the Jiuli clan perished.

That night, Ling Xiao handed over the token symbolizing the status of the patriarch of Jiuli to Ling Motang: "Ah Tang, in the future, you will rely on each other and support each other in the future, practice hard, don't be lazy and afraid of hardship, and don't forget what grandpa said to you." ”

The demon beast was still attacking violently, the house outside the cellar was ruthlessly trampled by the sniper, Ling Xiao mobilized his whole body's spiritual power to protect Ling Motang and Yu Wanyin, and blood ran down the corner of Ling Xiao's lips, his voice was hoarse: "Jiuli should have this calamity, this is something that will inevitably happen, you take this piece of jade to Liuyun Sect, you must live well, as long as there are still people in the Jiuli clan, Jiuli will still exist." ”

Ling Motang and Yu Wanyin watched as Ling Xiao slowly fell and was crushed by a sniper, blood splashed, Yu Wanyin fainted while Ling Motang kept watching, the depths of those penetrating eyes were full of murderous intent and anger......

After tearing apart the living and drinking blood and crushing Jiuli, he disappeared into the vast dark air, Ling Motang pushed away the loess rotten wood piled up on his body and shed warm tears, and when Yu Wanyin woke up, except for Ling Motang's red eyes, the other party was normal and not sad or happy.

Until now, Ling Motang has been normal.

"Wanwan, don't mention Jiuli again in the future, let alone mention Jiuli in Liuyun Sect." Ling Motang threw the jade slip engraved with the word "Liuyun" into the air at will, and the jade slip fell heavily on the mud ground, which was a token that Ling Xiao handed over to her to go to the Liuyun Sect to learn magic that night.

Yu Wanyin was stunned for a moment, and was about to pick up the jade slip when Ling Motang stopped her, Ling Motang stepped on the jade slip and crushed it hard, raised her head to meet Yu Wanyin's angry gaze, Yu Wanyin frowned and asked: "Ling Motang, what are you doing, don't you mention Jiuli again, don't you want to re-establish Jiuli, throw away the jade slip, do you mean that you don't want to go to Liuyun Sect?" ”