At the time of writing these memories, I was just about to return to Kirinkoku, and before that I had been healing my wounds on the mountain of bones. I didn't want to listen to Long Yuan's nonsense that day, but after leaving, because I was too seriously injured, only the herbs of the Bone Mountain could save my life, but I didn't go to the thatched hut on the top of the mountain, because I knew that there were too many people there, and it was not safe, and I had lived on the Bone Mountain for so many years, it was really too easy to find a safe hiding place.

In the dark and lightless cave of the Bone Mountain, I stroked the Demon Infant Sword in my hand, only felt like the reincarnation of fate, once upon a time, I destroyed the Demon Infant Sword with my own hands for a person, and abandoned the Qi Lin Kingdom for her, and swore to the sky that I would never hurt people's lives again in this life.

And now, for the sake of a person who is extremely similar to her, I have recaptured the Demon Infant Sword, turned back into the God Killing Demon Baby, and am about to return to my Qilin Kingdom. This autobiography, I wrote for her.

She - Acacia Gate, Mo Acacia.

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Acacia, you know what. In fact, when I first met you, I don't remember her, I don't remember who she is, I don't remember what happened between me and her, I just remember that there was such a person, I love her very much, there is such a person, I have to wait for her, there is such a person, I will feel heartache when I think of her, the pain is unbearable, the pain is heartbroken, but if I don't want her, I really can't find other evidence to prove that I have lived.

When I first met you, I thought you were very much like her, right on the cliff of bones, and I was willing to go with you. Actually, even I don't know why. Maybe I've always lived with that feeling. You gave me similar feelings, I thought, I was waiting for someone. It's finally here, I thought, you've finally come to take me home.

You are really alike, you are all like fire-like personalities, and you all seem to warm me without regrets, just with your own temperature, your own hard work. A little bit to melt my cold shell, a little bit to sù me. What is love, what is hate, how to laugh, how to cry.

by your side. Her silhouettes were getting clearer, and I couldn't tell the difference between them at one point.

Do you know, in the past four years, you have been around me over and over again saying that you like, which makes my heart move and hurt even more, I can't help but reject you, Acacia, in my opinion. If I've been thinking about her in my heart, it's a deception to you, and I've tried before. Thinking of you as a complete you, I've tried to forget about her who even has only a vague shadow, but ...... But I couldn't.

The imprint that man gave me has gone deep into my bones and blood, and I can no longer erase it.

I guess it might be because I'm afraid. The pain she gave seemed to be the price of my heart. I don't dare to love anymore. I'm afraid, I'm afraid that you'll be like her, one moment you keep saying that you love me, and the next moment, it's the sword opposite!

Especially, after I stumbled upon your origins.

Since then, not only have I not dared to love you, but I have also become unworthy of you.

At that time, that ignorant self, that beastly self, had done so many sins, killed so many people, and those sins, I could not ask for forgiveness in my heart.

Master once said to himself, "The Demon Infant who once killed so many people is dead, it's not your fault, son, you can live again." ”

I've tried so deceivingly, but Acacia, my heart was bleeding when I watched you fight to the death for that Demon Baby Sword in the dueling arena that day!

That sword, so dirty, that sword, once killed your father......

No, it's not the sword, it's me...... It's me!

Acacia, what should I do?

I can no longer be so self-deceiving and open, I am a wicked person, I am a devil, sanctimonious, Buddha-mouthed and snake-hearted!

I can spoil you endlessly, guard you, protect you, and even give up my life for you, give up so many years of stable life, give up pretense, be spurned by the world again, and then return to the dire situation! But that is only atonement, but it can no longer be in the name of loving you.

But Acacia, do you know, it wasn't until that day that I looked at you standing in red on the duel arena, in order to regain the Demon Baby Sword for me, you were injured again and again, and fell down again and again, I thought about how much it hurt, but why did you look at my eyes and still smile?

I finally learned that you are not the same as her. Although she may have been like you, she could live for me, die for me, hurt for me, hurt for me, do such heart-warming actions for me, say such tender love words, and only flash true feelings in her eyes, giving up the world for me. But she doesn't love me, she doesn't love me. She is not a fire after all, and her heart under such a strong appearance is iron and cold. No one can enter her heart, everyone is just a clown in the palm of her hand.

And you and she are different.

You really love me!

I'm always so late to realize that I'm missing out on you for what kind of person I am.

Acacia, at that time, I wanted to respond to your love for the past four years, but from the moment I fell into the dueling arena, I knew that I was no longer qualified. Yun Liuxiao is about to die, because, killing the god and demon baby, he has to come back.

From the moment I fell into the dueling arena, I knew that my identity could no longer be hidden, in fact, from the moment I agreed to go to Huashan to discuss the sword, the once beautiful qiē was already doomed.

After all, I'm not just what Mo Yuanbo and Beichenzi think, I'm not just the disciple of the Bian Hexuan who has a clear breeze and bright moon, I'm not Yunliu!

From the moment Long Yuan designed to lead you into the dueling arena, it was already destined that my identity would be revealed to the world; From the moment Long Ye handed over the Demon Infant Sword to you, they had already calculated that the God Killing Demon Infant would definitely break the killing ring again and reappear in the world.

Acacia, the news that the Demon Baby Sword is in the hands of you and me has been announced to the world by someone with a heart, I can't go, otherwise I will abandon the Acacia Gate, they will definitely find trouble with the Acacia Gate, and there is still a separation, if I go, who will clarify the matter of the child in her womb to the Mo couple? So I left it with selfish intentions, but what was the result of staying?

Whether I go or stay, it's the same ending.

You can only blame me, blame me for not Yun Liuxiao, blame me for killing gods and demon babies, Prince Qilin, and Xiao Liu!

Acacia, do you know, in fact, after I recovered from my injuries, I once went back to see you once, I wanted to go and report peace to you, I prepared some silver taels for you, but when I found you, you were in the inn, I watched from a distance that Long Yuan had arranged a place for you to live, a doctor, a carriage and a horse, and a silver tael, I looked at the brightly lit place, he urged you to rest, I watched you fight with him, but I stood alone in the dim darkness.

Acacia, I'm going back to Qilin, maybe never again. A few days ago, I received a secret letter that Xiao Zhe had disappeared from Huashan, so the talents of Qi Linguo had no time to chase the Demon Infant Sword. Xiao Zhe is missing, I can't ignore it, and I can't ignore the chaos in the country.

I'm going back to the bloody storm of the royal family and the treacherous affairs of the court, and maybe I'll never have the chance to see your delicate smile again, and hear you say in my ear, "Senior brother, I like you".

That night the wind was very cold, I once secretly broke into your boudoir, looking at your big sleeping posture, and kicked the quilt on the ground, the corners of my lips unconsciously raised, I also selfishly picked up the quilt on the ground for you, I also once disregarded the etiquette and shamelessly tucked the corners of the quilt for you, I also once said to you repeatedly: "Acacia, come with me." ”

You don't know any of this, what a pity......

Acacia Gate, Mo Acacia, farewell. (To be continued)

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