At the time of unitary, the huge Longwei Inn looked a little dull, in addition to the diners who were full of shadows, the shopkeeper also looked a little listless.

In the private room on the second floor, in front of the pale green gauze tent carved and lacquered by Nanmu, there was a little sad and tangled Xue Ling, who looked at the child-like sleeping face on the bed, and gently wiped the sweat that continued to ooze from her forehead with a brocade handkerchief in her hand over and over again.

Xue Ling on the bed, her eyebrows were furrowed, her palm-sized little face seemed to be a little painful, and her big grape-like eyes under her long eyelashes were tightly closed at this time, and her cherry-like little mouth was almost about to bite her lip to bleed.

Bei Mingmo looked at Xue Ling on the bed with a daze, and wanted to forcibly wake her up a little uncontrollably.

Previously, when Bei Mingmo was healing Xue Ling's injuries, he had discovered that there were two unusual powers in Xue Ling's body, among them, a weaker force sealed part of her memory.

It stands to reason that this should be done by Puqing, and the strength should not be weak.

However, judging from Xue Ling's current situation, this power is obviously weakening little by little.

In order to find out, Bei Mingmo tried to go deeper a little bit, and slowly, he discovered another power in Xue Ling's body.

Although this power cannot compete with the power of the Puqing Seal, after a long time, it is actually slowly weakening the seal.

Although he didn't know why, at that moment, Bei Mingmo didn't want Xue Ling to be injured again.

Bei Mingmo only knew that if he continued like this, Xue Ling's body would definitely not be able to bear it.

In addition to being distressed, Bei Mingmo unlocked the seal, and because of this, he saw some of the past between Xue Ling and Puqing.

However, he didn't know at the time that it was because of his distress that he had finally derived from it that he had become the * who later lost Xue Ling.

As for the other stronger seal, Bei Ming didn't want to touch it.

He could feel how strange the power under the seal was, and coupled with the fact that Xue Ling himself was involuntarily forcibly suppressing it, this power was even more treacherous.

In order not to let the snow spirit suffer the slightest damage, the Northern Stygian Ink strengthened the seal on that power.

"What was that, and why were you..." Before Bei Mingmo finished speaking, he suddenly exclaimed "ah".

Originally, she was a top cultivator and a supreme of the first realm, but she forgot to protect her with mana, so she stretched out her jade carving-like onion fingers to Xue Ling's mouth, for fear that Xue Ling would bite off her tongue if she took a step too late.

The sky outside the window gradually became gloomy, and layers of black continued to erode the earth, making people's mood more and more heavy and suffocating, as if the mountain rain was about to come and the wind was full of buildings.

After a while, Bei Mingmo suddenly smiled, but the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes, and he looked a little bitter, "He obviously loves, why do you say that you can let go of it?" ”

For no reason, Bei Mingmo really wanted to give Xue Ling a little warmth, and wanted to soothe her frowning brows and painful expression.

However, at that moment, Bei Mingmo didn't know what to do.

"Women... You..."

Bei Mingmo's other hand involuntarily held Xue Ling's white little hand on the bed, and a gentle pure power came from the palm of his hand to alleviate her pain.

But he kept ignoring his hand that was still bitten by Xue Ling.

At some point, the flame had already appeared in the room, and he couldn't seem to stand it anymore and ignore the wound on his hand.

The white light flashed, and after a palm wind, I saw that Huo Huo pulled out the jade finger that Bei Mingmo was biting, and bandaged him with a heavy heart.

"Mo, I'm not sure why you're like this to her, but I just want you to take care of yourself."

"I...!"

Bei Mingmo turned his head back, and then turned his head to stare at the woman on the bed, "It is said that fate is always in her own hands, but she ······." That person had arranged everything for her, but she never knew that it was all that, perhaps, never what she wanted. even ignored her endurance after breaking through the seal and recovering her memory. ”

"Ink ······"

"You must think I've changed. Nope... No... I just... A corner of the heart... It's more fulfilling. ”

Smiling lightly, Bei Mingmo seemed to be a little lucky.

After listening to Bei Mingmo's words, Huolie's originally slightly frowning brows became tighter and tighter, tighter and tighter, and his heart was full of mixed feelings.

In order to hide his nervousness, Huo Huo turned around and came to the window, looking at the people coming and going on the street, the uneasiness in his heart continued to spread, aggravated, and his thoughts began to drift away.

I vaguely remember that during an accidental outing, I was fortunate to meet the great god Fuxi, and I had his advice and guidance, and my mana went to the next level.

At that time, under the small talk, Fu Xi once predicted that the eternal love tribulation of Bei Yingmo would be his biggest fate.

For this reason, Blaze has been trying to help Ink escape this catastrophe, but now it seems that he still can't.

Huo Lie turned around and raised his eyes to look at Bei Mingmo, his mood couldn't calm down for a long time: if it was just his pity for her just now, then how to explain what happened before.

Thinking about it like this, the fire became more and more restless.

With the temperament of the North Dark Ink, if you don't move your feelings, once you fall in love, you can't get out of it, just like his brotherly love, he can give up everything for these so-called 'love', even his own life.

For a long time, Bei Mingmo has been cold-blooded and ruthless to everyone on the surface, but in fact, he has affection for everything.

Although the Northern Stygian Mo is the Yan Demon Realm Yan Jun, he has never really harmed anything in this world, except for the incident when he was born, but that is not something he can control.

It was getting darker and darker, and the outside of the house was already gray, dripping with a light rain, and the streets were getting a little messy.

In the inn, the two had their own thoughts.

And Xue Ling, who was deep in a dream, was in Penglai thousands of years ago at this time.

At that time, Xue Ling had just set foot on Penglai and had just escaped from the endless loneliness; For the first time, she had a 'home', a 'family', a master, and a name.

A thousand years of loneliness, a thousand years of getting along.

Slowly, Xue Ling fell in love with the indifferent and cold man.

However, Xue Ling didn't dare, didn't dare to tell him this love, because it was not someone she could think about.

In the dream, the young Xue Ling always chased the indifferent person all day long, 'master before master and after' non-stop, washing clothes for him and tying his hair.

As for him, he tirelessly taught Xue Ling to practice immortal methods, maintained Xue Ling everywhere, and was weak and weak in order to seal the resentment in his body, and retreated every time.

Until, accidentally, he knew Xue Ling's intentions for him, and coldly told her that he never had extra feelings for her, and some were just master and apprentice feelings, so he decisively sealed Xue Ling's memory of him.

He said ruthless words and did ruthless things, but who was the tear that was inadvertently shed?

Snow Spirit ran forward desperately, trying to ask him why he was like this, but he couldn't reach the man.

At this moment, Xue Ling seems to have forgotten that person..., that person is her master, she only knows that she doesn't want to lose that hard memory, she doesn't want to forget the bits and pieces between them.

When she saw that the last seal was about to be completed, she ran forward again like crazy, but... Still to no avail, the red light flashed, the seal was completed, and Xue Ling seemed to hear the sky collapse in his mind, and sat on the ground in despair.

Seeing her suddenly calm face, Bei Mingmo secretly said that it was not good, and the two palms formed a complex and ancient gesture, and a ball of golden yellow phantom light spread from Xue Ling's face.

After a while, Xue Ling on the bed slowly opened his long-closed eyes.

Bei Mingmo removed his palms, turned around and poured a glass of water for Xue Ling and placed it in front of the bed, and even dragged the fire on the side to 'invite' out: now she should need to be quiet.

In the blink of an eye, it was night again, and the streets were exceptionally clean after a pouring rain.

The rainbow hanging high in the sky seems to indicate that everything will be fine after the storm.

On the glazed tile roof, Bei Mingmo and Huo Lie, looking intently at Xue Ling's thin figure in the inn, looking at her empty eyes, sitting alone on the bed defensively, Bei Mingmo couldn't help but feel pity.

Time passed little by little, and the woman on the bed still didn't move at all, but the inky green silk was entangled with the breeze, slowly... Slowly turning white, becoming snow white, as if to confirm her poignant experience.

Such a snow spirit made Bei Mingmo feel distressed, but he didn't know where his feelings began, and thought to himself: If you find a time, you must ask Puqing what the reason for this matter is.

The snow spirit in the room, unaware of the change in herself, has been immersed in her long memories.

She thought of Puqing, remembered everything at the beginning, and thought of the current Bei Mingmo.

One is the master who saved himself and protected himself for thousands of years; One is a man who only has a few faces, but he is hard-mouthed and soft-hearted, and he has protected himself many times.

She can't let go of her love for Puqing, but that's the master, he has already paid too much for himself, do he still want to embarrass him?

And Bei Mingmo, he always seems to appear when he is most helpless, most pitiful, and most frustrated, and every time, he can perfectly help himself solve those things that cannot be done, and he seems to be able to see through his heart.

Perhaps, there will always be some things left in the deepest part of life, those deep and shallow traces, when the fate of fate appears, there will not be much pain left, the only thing left is probably the unobtainable obsession.

Thinking of this, Xue Ling seemed to understand something: if he really loved him so much, was it time to let go, and what remained in his heart might be the best.

Those pains that have been difficult to erase may have long since turned into a huge prison of infatuation, a prisoner of pain that makes me hesitate and obsess for the rest of my life.

Letting go may be the best choice for everyone.

In this way, until the time of the sea, Xue Ling finally moved, but it only moved, and if he didn't pay attention, maybe no one would be able to find out, but it was this move that made Bei Mingmo feel a lot more at ease.

It was at this moment that Xue Ling found that his black hair had turned white, and smiled bitterly: It's really time to let go, even the first seal that the master made for himself has been unlocked.

Xue Ling: The Eye of Chaos, the prototype is white hair and blue eyes, which is very different from ordinary people, and when he first arrived in Penglai, everyone was indispensable.

Pu Qing thought for a long time, and decided to hide the image of Xue Ling's true body, but at the same time, it also sealed her eternal love, unless she could see through a relationship, otherwise, she would not rob this eternal love.

Pu Qing endured the pain to seal the love between them, and only hoped that Xue Ling would never be able to break it, so that she could always live well and happily.

God is not omnipotent, those destined fate, no one can go retrograde, even if it is really reversed, one day, it will still return to the trajectory of its own line and continue to circulate.

Perhaps, Xue Ling's affection for Puqing is just love, but no one can see it clearly now.