After Mo Yuchen left spiritual power certificates for several people, he returned to the outer heavens alone.

Without bothering the sleeping girl, he turned and went to a room far away.

Li Xia and Linuan are no longer in the courtyard far away, only the exceptionally silent Liyan and Lifeng, and the contemplative Liyuan sitting at the table and pouring wine.

Mo Yuchen stepped into the threshold, dressed in pitch black, and his sleeves floated, which attracted the attention of several people.

The low and boring atmosphere in the courtyard came to my face.

Looking at Mo Yuchen, who was a little dusty, he lowered his eyes from afar, and lowered his chin to cover his unconsciously clenched fists.

Far away is dressed in cyan plain clothes, loose and saggy, and there is a chest ornament carving belonging to the sky on his chest, which is particularly conspicuous at this moment.

He stood up and sighed softly, in a dull tone,

"Xianjun is back."

Different from the calm that Mo Yuchen showed when he set off, Liyuan at this moment was depressed and a little annoyed, and he unconsciously lowered his voice, gloomy.

Looking at the atmosphere in the courtyard that was obviously wrong, Mo Yuchen bowed his head lightly, and his afterglow aimed at the table, and his voice was light.

"Don't drink too much to relieve sorrow."

Qing Jun's figure walked forward slowly, and after his eyes signaled, he slowly sat down on the side of the stone table.

The slender fingers slightly pressed the glass wine cup in the center, so that Liran, who was about to drink another glass, silently withdrew his hand into his sleeve.

Patiently putting the wine cup in front of the three of them in front of him, Mo Yuchen raised his head and motioned to sit down.

It's like taking care of a child...

Liran sneered in his heart, pursed his lips, and could only obediently watch Mo Yuchen take away the wine cup in front of him with a smile.

Liyuan, who had been standing, pretended not to see Liran's resentful eyes, shook his head helplessly, and sat back in his place.

Before the Banfan people came to the outer heavens, the five people from far away had been helping to deal with large and small affairs.

Mo Yuchen had just finished meeting Nuwa Niangniang at that time, and was taken by Meng Po to take care of the affairs of the underworld all day long.

I went to the underworld several times to do business, and I met Mo Yuchen.

The two can be regarded as having a lot of intersections.

At the beginning, Banfan went to the underworld for the sake of the Great Heavenly Dao and Master Linghui, and he wanted to remind him from far away,

But at that time, Banfan was full of eagerness, and he went to the underworld in a hurry, and he missed the opportunity to talk to Yuanyuan.

When he finished dealing with the affairs at hand and rushed to Banfan's mansion,

Banfan had already set off.

Thinking that Banfan knows how to deal with things delicately, he won't mess around, and he doesn't take this matter to heart when he is far away.

Later, Banfan returned to the sky with a calm face, and asked from the side,

Seeing that Banfan was silent at that time, he smiled for a while and said "nothing happened".

He only knew it in his heart, so he didn't ask much.

As everyone knows, he thinks that the mature and steady Semi-Ordinary Venerable,

At that time, I was so gnashing my teeth and angry that I couldn't wait to go back to the underworld and fight with Mo Yuchen again.

And Mo Yuchen, who was hated by Banfan, became a person destined to be crazy...

It's also a bad fate.

And all this is not known far away.

At this moment, thinking about Mo Yuchen's purpose of returning to the underworld, he reluctantly withdrew his gaze that fell on the wine cup, with some emotion, but his eyes were full of banter,

"Bother Xianjun to help, Tianzun obviously never mentioned it, Xianjun has a lot of thoughts."

With a smile on his face, he didn't know where to look,

smiled with emotion, and with some ridicule.

Mo Yuchen smiled faintly, his eyes swept over the gossip and calm wind, shook his head helplessly, and said nothing.

There was silence in the courtyard for a long time, and then he continued to speak.

His voice was calm and solemn, and he didn't look at Mo Yuchen, but the aura of the whole person changed, sharp and heavy.

In the quiet night of the outer heavens, some deep voices in the distance seem particularly deep and mysterious.

"Got into it, have you thought about it?"

The spiritual fire in the courtyard was shining, and several people did not make a sound, only the sound of Mo Yuchen's sleeves floating caused by suddenly sitting upright,

Half-ringing, I heard a low-pitched magnetic voice, mixed with a bit of firmness, as if it had crossed time, and the voice of the boy who stood in front of Nuwa hundreds of millions of years ago and was just beginning to mature,

Not to be oppressed by the aura as heavy as the distant mountains,

It was the boy's waiting and hard work turned into a burst of brilliance,

Just as pure as when he first entered the world from the depths of Lethe River hundreds of millions of years ago,

It's like so many years of waiting and honing as always,

There is no sea of stars in his eyes,

But there is the darkness in the depths of the abyss, that beam, the bright light.

light and shadow,

Because of the shadows, the light is even more dazzling.

He came into the world according to his willfulness,

For the greatest greed,

It also smooths out all the edges and corners.

There is no longer a galaxy in the eyes,

But it can become the existence that can best set off the light.

He spoke slowly, looking at the attic of the infatuation,

The fire in his eyes is like a fire, bright and gentle, like a miracle,

"I'll be,"

"The only one with her."

The courtyard was quiet again,

After a long time, he got up and went back to the house without speaking.

They've all lived too long,

I have witnessed countless feelings and joys and sorrows.

Gradually, I forgot,

There is never a fixed type of emotion.

After so many years by the side of the infatuated fire, I sometimes think about it,

The only red thread in Nuwa Niangniang's hand, who will it be given to?

Worthy of the Heavenly Venerable,

What a mature, gentle, cultured and perfect man he must be...

But after Mo Yuchen finished speaking,

Far away, but a little apprehensive.

The man sitting next to him is not perfect,

Some machismo, will solve the troubles around Tianzun in advance, and may be a little overprotective...

It's a little paranoid, and it's going to get even worse in the future...

Where he can't see, Mo Yuchen has more shortcomings...

But

Why is it that I am suddenly relieved?

Why did all the worries he had disappear after he replied?

He walked into his room, closed the door, covered his eyes, and sighed with a smile.

possible

It's because it's pure.

Pure greed, dull persistence,

has achieved today's Mo Yuchen.

Banfan may have seen through it a long time ago,

Compared to them, Mo Yuchen has:

For the sake of Tianzun, the power of change,

And for yourself, the power to persevere.

He became a better version of himself for the sake of obsession,

also for themselves, adhere to the original intention.

Nuwa led the only red thread to him,

Maybe it's because of the strength of that man's stubbornness and greed.

Compared to him,

One less of the others,

Those who can say "the only one",

Courage and greed.