Hua Qingmo's voice was as warm as flowing water, with a calm and peaceful atmosphere, but there was a coldness in her words that could not be concealed. She stared at Bai Zixiao, her eyes were very gentle, quiet as the first snow in winter, although it was cold, but it was fresh and pleasant.

"It's childish again." Bai Zixiao lay back on his side, leaning on the back of the red peony flower on one side, and his black hair fell on the mattress of the three friends embroidered on the pale gold background. Reaching out to pick up the hanging black hair, Bai Zixiao's fingertips slowly rubbed the hair, and the corners of his lips still had an evil and bewitching smile.

Suddenly, as soon as Bai Zixiao's hand loosened, the black hair suddenly fell from his fingertips, and he seemed to look at the strands of hair that had slipped down, and his eyes were surrounded by a deep and dark black.

"Mo'er, if you hate someone, you have to remember it, so it's okay to say hate, it makes sense to say that you care. You're like this now, like a dog you've always had and gone with someone else. You want to get revenge on the person who took the dog, but even if you get revenge and the dog comes back, you won't want it again. Bai Zixiao's indifferent voice was like a north wind coming in the cold winter, mercilessly attacking Hua Qingmo, digging out her hidden thoughts in an instant, and she could see it at a glance.

Hua Qingmo's smile condensed slightly, and the meaninglessness on her face suddenly seemed to be frozen, which looked particularly awkward, but it was lonely and sad. She was silent, speechless, her smile froze, her eyes slowly drooped, and her hands clenched unconsciously.

Bai Zixiao is right, she is not wrong at all, she is thinking like this now. Perhaps, she is such a person, what has been lost, what has left, even if she comes back, she does not bother to have it again.

"Yes, the dog is back, and Mo'er won't want it anymore." Hua Qingmo raised the corners of her lips, like a rose blooming in the desert, magnificent and enchanting, but also gentle and moving. She moved to the front of Bai Zixiao, her eyes were as bright as crystal, but the expression in her eyes was more serious than ever: "No matter who it is, Mo'er will be like this." How can the lost trust and location be regained at will? ”

"What a tough girl." Bai Zixiao opened his mouth with a sneer, his eyes staring at Hua Qingmo in front of him, and the bottom of his eyes seemed to be like an ink painting drawn one by one, getting heavier and heavier. He reached out and pinched Hua Qingmo's chin, the golden ruby-encrusted armor and his fingers exuding an indescribable coolness at the same time.

"Leaving means either getting tired of it or having to give up. Although since ancient times, most people in the world have been the former, and few people have chosen the latter for some reason. However, this governor has always felt that he should be the governor, so he has been all his life, and he will never throw away any reason, and besides, no one is qualified to have what this governor has had. ”

When Bai Zixiao said this, his eyes were cold, and he did not hide the crazy possession and violent murderous aura in it. He smiled, his beautiful face was like a summer night, floating in the light, a pool of blood-red scorpion, like the poignancy of blood, the tragedy of death, the beauty of suffocation.

"Oh." Hua Qingmo smiled, stepped forward, and leaned into Bai Zixiao's arms. The rest of the room had already left, and the couple were the only ones left in the room.

Bai Zixiao's body still has a coolness, just like the ice and snow she felt when she came to this world and opened her eyes, it seemed that she had never been warm. The agarwood smell diffused on his body seems to have precipitated deep years, and it makes Hua Qingmo feel extremely relieved and tranquil at any time.

It's like the twilight of the red face, the son is old, when the years and time are in his hands, like flowing water, after passing in a hurry. Looking back on the past and looking at the past, perhaps the love, hatred, and grievances of a qiē are not so important.

By Bai Zixiao's side, Hua Qingmo is like this. As soon as Qiē seemed to become small against his backdrop.

In this world, perhaps everyone will meet someone, and that person is as important as the world.

After staying in Bai Zixiao's arms for a while, Hua Qingmo got up and said softly: "Now the time is almost up, and the people who should arrive, I'm afraid they have all responded to Yuyang's request, and they will arrive in a few hours." ”

"That's wonderful, but I'm looking forward to it." Bai Zixiao got up from the Luohan bed, and the embroidered water patterns on the dark robe seemed to flow with the brilliance of the moonlight, shining brightly.

At this time, Hua Qingmo stepped aside, took the black hat placed on the mahogany marble armchair, and put it on Bai Zixiao's head.

The thin black silk hanging from the wide brim of the hat half-covered the face of the white purple flute, and the overly white skin seemed to be a contrast between black and white at this time, revealing a thrilling bewitchment. The thin silk floats lightly, knee-length, the candle flame lingers continuously, and the light and shade intersect, like a prosperous scene that has long existed, once again blooming with a beauty that the country cannot reach.

"Let's go! You've done a lot of preparation for this scene, and I'm sure I'll watch it carefully. Bai Zixiao held Hua Qingmo's hand, and the slightly cool five fingers clasped Hua Qingmo's warm little hand.

Walking out of the room, there were Chu Xiangbai, Ye Xing and others waiting outside, in addition, Yun Xie, Su Hua, and Qinghu were also waiting in the courtyard. It's just that at this time, there is a person here, which seems extremely abrupt.

On the stone bench in the courtyard, a cat with a high belly sitting quietly on it, the whole person is like a stone sculpture, cold and lonely. She was wearing a long black dress, cold and ruthless, except for the abdomen, the cat's whole body was a little too thin.

Seeing Hua Qingmo come out, the cat stood up, although the movement was fast, but it was still careful to protect the child in the womb. She walked up to Hua Qingmo, knelt down directly, and said, "Young master, the cat knows that she is a burden now, but since all the Youyun Sixteen Riders are dispatched, the cat doesn't want to tarnish the reputation of the ancestors because she is pregnant." Nowadays, there must be things that cats can do. ”

"Whatever you want, do it? If I had been able to stop you, you would not have begged me on your knees here now. Hua Qingmo looked at the cat, and the smile on the corner of her lips seemed to contain a hint of helplessness.

Hua Qingmo knew in her heart that the cat still couldn't let go of the wind and sparse it, otherwise she wouldn't be pregnant with Liujia to kneel and beg her. It's just that the cat can't let it go, and it may kill Feng Shu with his own hands.

There is a kind of woman, even if she loves, she can never tolerate a little deception.

Hearing Hua Qingmo's words, a trace of relaxation appeared on the cat's delicate face, she bowed her head respectfully, and said, "Thank you, young master!" ”

Coming out of the north courtyard, Bai Zixiao loosened her hand and hugged her waist instead, and the distance between the two was closer than just now.

"Mo'er's acting is really decent, and I can't see any flaws."

Bai Zixiao's extremely indifferent voice came, and the words couldn't tell whether it was ridicule or appreciation. And Hua Qingmo just smiled faintly: "No matter how decent it is, I still can't hide it from you." ”

"If you want to deceive others, you need to deceive yourself first, you must know that there are still a lot of people in the world who have been acting since childhood." Bai Zixiao's words were slightly profound, and his dark eyes were thicker and darker than tonight's night, unfathomable. He stared ahead, and there seemed to be a wicked smile on the corner of his lips, but more of an indifference that seemed to see through the red dust and the world.

"Mo'er naturally understands that Mo'er will definitely be able to deceive herself in the future."

From the North Courtyard to the main hall of the Ningjun Palace, it was probably just over a quarter of an hour in the world. When Hua Qingmo and Bai Zixiao arrived, there was no one in the main hall, and some were just a piece of vegetarian coffin, and the two black lacquer carvings floated in the coffin.

The surrounding candle flames were extremely dim, the breeze blew through, the candles swayed, and the white mourning flags hanging above the hall moved with the wind, fluttering, looking particularly strange and gloomy.

Walking to the two coffins, Hua Qingmo moved the corners of her lips slightly, unable to tell whether she was crying or laughing. She looked at the black lacquered coffin, her gaze serene and serene, as if the people in these two coffins had nothing to do with her.

"Grandma, mother, it is said that after death, people have to pass through the ghost gate, through Huangquan Road, between Huangquan Road and Hades, there is a river called Lechuan River. There is a Nai He bridge on the Lechuan River, and the head of the bridge is guarded by Meng Po, and if you want to cross the bridge, you have to drink Meng Po soup. Meng Po would ask every soul who came to cross the river if they would like to drink Meng Po soup. If you drink it, you will forget your previous life and reincarnate yourself. But there are always some people who don't want to forget their loved ones, don't want to drink Meng Po soup, and finally jump off the Lechuan River and endure thousands of years of torment before they can enter reincarnation. ”

Hua Qingmo said this, stopped, her figure looked particularly ethereal and ethereal in the lonely and strange spirit hall at this time. It is said that in the past thousand years, they have seen their loved ones again and again, walked Huangquan Road, and Dunai He Bridge, but they have never been able to meet. Time flies, and those people finally forget what they are waiting for, what they desire, and in the end, they forget everything, spend thousands of years in a blur, and reincarnate again. If there is really Huangquan Road, Nai He Bridge, Lechuan River, Meng Po Tang, don't be so stupid, for a void waiting, exhausting thousands of years, you have wasted a lifetime, enough. ”

As soon as the voice fell, a gloomy cold wind suddenly rose around, blowing the mourning flags in the hall, shaking more and more violently, and the candle flame, which was already bright and dark, was even more swaying and random at this time, making people feel more and more terrifying and treacherous.

At this time, the cat heard footsteps in the distance, and immediately said loudly: "Young master, nine thousand years old, someone is coming." ”

"Hmm!" Hua Qingmo answered, and pulled Bai Zixiao to the center of the main hall, behind the big laying words that were hanging. And there, there are two purple cloud dragon holding longevity mattresses in the Zen chair, and there is a high table in the middle, there are three white jade plates on the table, one is a freshly chilled cherry, one is full of melon seeds, and the other is a lychee that was only paid tribute by Yongzhou yesterday.

In addition, at the back of the meditation chair, there is a person sitting on the ground. He was dressed in mourning clothes, his eyebrows were clear, and his face was full of anger.

The moment he saw Hua Qingmo, his lips trembled, and he squeezed out words from between his teeth.

"Demon girl, poisonous woman, aren't you poisoned and unconscious? Why are you so energetic now? ”

Waiting for this, Hua Qingmo laughed, and there was an indescribable charm and indifference in her smile. After Bai Zixiao sat down, she sat on Bai Zixiao's lap, reached out and picked up a cherry, put it on her lips, and fed it to Bai Zixiao by mouth, her posture was extremely sultry and bewitching.

Seeing her like this, Bai Zixiao knew that she was revengeful, and she was just having fun to stimulate Hua Minzhi. However, he also had a rare chance of learning from Hua Qingmo.

Lips and teeth touched, and there was an indescribable harmony and calm between the two, without the slightest trace of obscenity, only this kind of eternity that seemed to last forever. But in the eyes of Hua Minzhi at this time, it is like the woman in the Red Mansion selling herself to pick up customers, and she is extremely filthy.

He closed his eyes and stopped looking at the scene before him, lest he become more angry.

Seeing this, Hua Qingmo hooked the corners of her lips, and her eyes were full of coldness. She left Bai Zixiao's lips, leaned her head on his shoulder, and there was an indescribable charm in her voice: "Eldest son Wang, everyone in the world will change, and now it is not your obedient sister who is in front of you, isn't it disappointing?" Do you look down on me? But Qing Mo thinks this is very good, Zi Xiao is a eunuch of Shechen, and I am a demon and poisonous woman, this happens to be a natural pair. ”