When the purple kite woke up, Mo Siyou was wiping the sweat from her forehead for her, trapped in that strange dream, which made her look very flustered

Go home to that place...... How could it be home

"Isn't there any discomfort?" Mo Siyou asked softly, and then brought her a bowl of ginger soup to drink

Mo Siyou had already changed the wet clothes that had fallen into the water for her, put on a plain white dress, and then wrapped her tightly in the quilt, her body had always been cold, even in May, he had to cover her with a thick quilt, unless he hugged her to sleep

Seeing all this in his eyes, he finally couldn't help but ask, and he saw the blue lines on the purple kite's arms

Purple Kite originally thought that Mo Siyou would not tell Luoxue about the mysterious people in Shandong, because Shui Linglong was their common need at the moment, and it was likely to be a conflicting need

But when Luo Xue asked, Mo Siyu actually told Luo Xue everything without reservation, maybe it was just a little thinking just now that made him make such a decision, he didn't think that their common need for Shui Linglong would become an obstacle between him and Luo Xue, and even if there were, he would compete fairly with Luo Xue

"You want to save Xian'er, I want to save the girl, if one day we have a conflict because of this, you don't have to show mercy, because I won't" Mo Siyu looked at Luo Xue with a frank gaze, and there was no trace of turbulence in his tone, only firmness

Luoxue was stunned for a moment, then moved her gaze to Zi Kite, looking at her pale face, her clear gaze was also staring at him for a moment, but it was more tangled than Mo Siyou who said this

They're close friends, is it because of this......

“...... Rest well," Falling Snow finally squeezed a word out of his dry throat, turned and disappeared into the night, he was a silver glow in the night, but lonely

Purple Kite sighed lightly, raised her eyes to look at Mo Siyu's complicated face, and said in a dumb voice, "Wouldn't it be too cruel to throw such a choice to him?"

Mo Siyou touched the purple kite's head and smoothed the broken hair on her forehead, and her lowered eyebrows were not only full of tenderness, but also a corner of gloom

"If I don't say it, I'll feel despicable," after a pause, he sighed, "at least not for him"

Purple Kite knew that Mo Siyou's complicated state of mind was not as easy as Luoxue, she sympathized with Luoxue, he had waited for five hundred years just to keep this glimmer of light, but now he was his best friend, and he might take this ray of light from him, what an irony it was

However, Purple Kite felt more sorry for Mo Siyou, so she also understood that she might always have to choose the most important person to cherish in her life, as if Mo Siyou was holding the Six Realms in her arms, and it was not as important as the weight of a touch of tenderness in his eyes

"Brother You, everything will be fine," Zi Kite knew that no matter how much enlightenment and comfort he had, it was better to hold his hand and make him feel at ease, no matter how the people around him changed, but the hands of the two people would not let go for a thousand years, and it was only a snap of a finger

In the past, she was so eager to grab Mo Wen's hand, and take her with her whenever and wherever she was

But in the end, she could only grab one of the corners of his clothes, stumble, and run all the way with time

If Mo Wen at that time could turn around and look at her, look at the desire in her eyes, look at the dust on her body, and see her embarrassment in the past hundred years, would she also reach out to her like Mo Siyou at this moment

Walk together no matter what happens

The sky was slightly bright, and the morning glow was bright orange-red, and the bright lines pierced the night, which shrouded the earth, rising from the city, illuminating the ancient bricks and tiles of the Green Grass Villa

The people pushed the carts, carried their bags, and brought their families along the stone street slowly, they were undoubtedly lingering on this land, the green grass villa has always been indisputable with the world, and the vicissitudes brought from ancient times were covered under the prosperity, and they loved this kind of heavy heritage

But at this moment, the hellish fire is eating away at the land, and there is nothing they can do to save it, so they have to leave

Mo Si stood quietly in the back mountain, his face painted orange by the firelight, without a trace of sunshine, his half-squinted eyes, the fire in his eyes were surging, just like his fluctuating mood at the moment

The last time he touched the flames of the Wa God Temple, a series of things happened that caught him off guard, because he now had too many doubts about this flame

Is it because of what is happening in Greengrass Villa that he caused everyone to leave their hometown and go to a temporary resettlement place, maybe it is because of the uncontrollable fire in his body that he has been living a life of exile since then

Mo Siyu thought with annoyance, and a cold cold light burst out from his dark eyes

Just as he was watching angrily, the flames under his feet jumped up like crazy, and from the flames, a heavy purple robe loomed, pulling the blood-red stars hidden behind the blue sky and white sun above his head to stagger

"You are sympathizing with them," a deep voice came into Mo Siyu's ears

Mo Siyou's pupils tightened, and a faint red halo flowed between his eyebrows

"You did it"

"I'm not you," the silver-haired man asked with a blank face

Mo Siyou was stunned and didn't speak for a while, he still remembered the last time he saw this man who looked the same as him, the other party said the same sentence at that time, but Mo Siyou was skeptical in his heart

The letter may be because they have exactly the same face, and even the breath on their bodies is eight points similar, but the man has the domineering spirit to control everything, and naturally there are more reasons, but in the dark, I feel that this silver-haired man must have some connection with this flame or the breath of yang in his body

At the moment when Mo Siyu was stunned, the silver-haired man said coldly: "Human beings do not deserve to be pitied, and one day this is the world of our demon world."

"Demon, you are a demon" Mo Siyou's heart trembled, staring at the silver-haired man, although he had already had such thoughts, but it was difficult for him to admit it to himself, because he silently recognized in his heart that they were originally the same person

"Didn't you already know it, when did you become so self-deceiving," the silver-haired man looked at Mo Siyu with piercing eyes, and there was a bit of mockery in his tone, which was self-deprecating

Mo Siyou was silent for a moment, the green tendon lines on the back of his curled palm became more and more prominent, more and more obvious, and the wind blowing made him shiver slightly

"No, we're different, I'm not you," he suddenly shouted, raising his hand and slapping into the flames, dispersing the phantom of the silver-haired man, he didn't want to hear his words being refuted, and he clearly felt a trace of fear in his heart

He hadn't had such a feeling of uncertainty for many years, in the past, because he was fearless, he was as indifferent as water, and the person who despised his life was enough to despise the world, but that man made him unable to control it, on the contrary, he faintly felt that it was the man who controlled him in the palm of his hand

He gasped excitedly, and found that his body was burning as if it was burning, whether it was because it was too close to the flames, or because it was touched again, the flames in his body had often felt that there was a force in his body in recent days, but it was not as uncontrollable as the previous flames, but it made him feel full

Could it be that the person who constantly injected the power of fire into himself?

Mo Si thought of this, his eyes were as cold as ice in an instant, so the breath of yang in his body was really because of his identity, he was a demon

"Who am I," he looked at his palms with empty eyes, and with a little exercise, his palms were filled with flames, and he remembered that when he repelled Nalan Jue that night, the same flames flew out of his palms

The spells he had practiced since he was a child didn't specialize in fire-related spells, but why was everything he had to do with flames lately

In the midst of the entanglement, he suddenly heard the sound of footsteps behind him, and he did not deliberately lighten it, but was slightly heavy

At this time, only Purple Kite will come here to look for him, but the person behind him is not her, so why did this person come

Mo Siyu straightened his spine for a moment, and his color returned to normal

"You're here too" didn't have too much surprise in the words, but it was as deep as a pool of water

The voice was familiar to Mo Siyou, Jin Ling

"You've heard about Bicao Villa," Mo Siyou's words implied, Jin Ling originally left here, but came back at this time, probably because of the mission of Nuwa's descendants, the people of Bicao Villa are also Nuwa's people, and now her people are suffering, as Nuwa's descendants, Jin Ling, is not going to bear this matter

Jin Ling was noncommittal, standing side by side with him, watching the fire spreading beneath his feet

The blazing flames swept through the entire valley, turning the originally cold and brilliant blue peony into a piece of hot ashes, and the wind blew through, raising the pungent smell of scorched earth in the sky, making Jin Ling frown slightly

"Doesn't this flame feel familiar," she asked suddenly, turning her head and looking at Mo Siyou with a deep expression

A trace of ripples flashed on Mo Siyou's calm face, but it was only for a moment, and he replied with Jin Ling's deeper complexion: "So, you know the cause of this fire, so I went back to Miaojiang to see what I gained."

His previous words were not useful, the tone of doubt, for Jin Ling's sudden departure, Mo Siyou's heart was very clear, but the flames of the Wa God Hall they had all seen with their own eyes, and Jin Ling also saw the flames that kept pouring out of Mo Siyou's body on the day of Fu Yueniang, and she had doubts in her heart, just like him

Jin Ling bit her lip and asked, "Who are you?"

"Do you want to ask who I am or what am I?" Mo Siyu asked rhetorically, with a mocking hint in his eyes

Jin Ling was stunned for a moment, that kind of self-deprecating look actually made her heart hurt inexplicably, and she couldn't say such an aggressive question, it was obviously the warm wind of spring blowing on her body, which actually made her heart colder

Mo Siyu also stopped talking, turned around and left, and the blue back of the mountain was a lonely hue in the firelight

"What the hell am I"