Changbai Snow Ridge

After the non-stop carriage was transferred to a sleigh, this was the third day of Mo Xie's slumber.

The snow is endless, and under the light of the winter sun, the rolling mountains in front of it are like peaks and peaks piled up with white jade, which is very magnificent.

Two sleds pulled by four wolf dogs glide freely through the mountains, and the sound of the wind in their ears seems to be singing.

Zhu Dingfei pulled the cloak and wrapped the person in his arms tightly, and a snowflake mischievously flew down on the thick eyelashes of the person in his arms, and the eyelashes trembled, like a butterfly flapping its beautiful wings.

"Takiri, we're almost there."

Zhu Dingfei stared down at her, his eyes as deep as the sea.

On the back sleigh sat Du Hanyi and Qing Congque.

"It's the first time I've come to Changbai Snow Ridge, I didn't expect it to be so magnificent!"

Walking out of the chaotic capital and running towards the road of hope, Qing Congque felt a little more relaxed physically and mentally.

Du Han looked at the distant mountains, his eyes were extremely clear:

"Dazhi Mountain is the end of summer and the beginning of autumn at this time, and it is red and deep green, but it is already cold and snowy here, and it really has another scenery."

"Have you lived here for a long time?"

She asked softly.

"Not much, just two years."

His voice was warm and calm.

"You're like Takiri, you can't hear anyone's shouts, can't you tell who is standing in front of you?"

Du Han was shocked one by one, her mind was so delicate, she wrote down what he said when Mo Xie Takili had a demonic attack before.

"Yes."

He understated it, and her eyes ached.

"The pain of backlash, does it hurt into the bone marrow?"

She couldn't help but burst into tears.

He reached out to help her wipe away her tears, but his hand stopped in mid-air and slowly lowered. A gentle smile rose at the corner of his mouth:

"At that time, I was too young, and my memory was already very vague, and I vaguely remembered that as long as Master hugged me, I forgot all the pain."

The pain of bone erosion, how can you forget!

Qing Congque turned his head away from him, and said with a smile:

"I can't imagine that Uncle Shi still has such a loving and affectionate side? I remember that he was very stern and solemn. ”

"Yes, his old man is very strict with Senior Brother Zhu and the séance, but he is very kind to me and Senior Sister Tang. Speaking of Senior Sister Tang, this time, Senior Brother Zhu hurt her heavily. ”

Du Hanyi sighed softly.

"Before leaving, I saw her sad under the flower tree, but I didn't know how to comfort her." Qing Congque's eyebrows lowered, "This time I stood on Senior Brother Zhu's side, it was indeed because Takiri shouldn't have to bear a lot of heartache, she had lost too much." ”

"I know, don't worry, they'll all be fine." Du Han looked at her side face intently, and his tone was calm and calm, "It's been like this since I was a child, I wish my junior brother will always be running, and Senior Sister Tang is chasing endlessly, it has probably become a habitual habit, there is always gathering and scattering in the world, and you will understand it when you think about it clearly." ”

"I believe it." Finally, it was the topic of sunny days after the rain, he didn't want to mention it, so she ignored it, wouldn't it be better to give him a sunny day, "Senior Brother Zhu when he was a child was too naughty, it can be described as uncontrolled." ”

"He is also the disciple who gives the master the most headache, stubborn and rebellious, but he has the highest understanding, the best kung fu, calling friends and companions, bold and reckless, and full of vitality."

Du Han's blue eyes were shining, and his eyebrows were stretched.

And you are always weak, drinking medicine to recuperate, sitting in a corner sickly, blinking clear eyes, watching them jump up and down, get punished for trouble, and always smile deeply. Your childhood has always been like this...... Qing Congque buried his head deeply, and his heart suddenly cramped.

"Are you cold?"

As soon as Du Han noticed her abnormality, he pulled the cloak over.

Qing Congque closed his eyes and squeezed in:

"I'm just sleepy."

"Then you sleep for a while, and I'll call you when it's time."

As soon as Du Han lowered his head, he saw her black hair fluttering in the wind, lined with the snow on the mountain, which was extremely beautiful.

"Hmm." Qing Congque nodded.

When she was young, the people on her side had an even snort, and she must have been tired from traveling overnight these days.

Snow Courtyard

Mo Xie Takiri woke up two hours later, and in front of him was an unfamiliar wooden bed, unfamiliar furnishings, surrounded by cold air.

I felt like I had a splitting headache, and pictures flashed in my mind one after another: dark clouds surging, red light exploding, blood-colored eyes, and the corpse of Yun Shu!

"Yunji!"

She pulled her legs and rushed out, slamming into the warm, wide embrace as she opened the door.

"Takiri, you're awake."

Zhu Dingfei breathed a big sigh of relief.

Mo Xie Takiri remembered in a trance that she had finally fallen in his arms, and she closed her eyes in pain, trying to remember.

Zhu Dingfei held her shoulder, his dark eyes calm:

"Don't force yourself, calm down."

She raised her eyes and stared at him, for a long time, sadly:

"Yun Ji, are you dead?"

"She's gone, but she wants you to live well for her, and you have to pull yourself together."

His eyes were sad.

"I lost Yunji, why is it her and not me? I don't want to cheer up, I can't cheer up again! ”

She was heartbroken, tears poured down, once upon a time, Mo Xie Yunji was the only reason for her to be strong and live.

He also followed her heartache:

"How can I replace you?"

Hold her tightly and let her languish in her arms.

"How desperate and frightened Yun Ji must have been! Why did she go through this, compared to my promise to take her to a place where there is no dispute with the world, accompany her to play chess and fish, and teach her to paint silk flowers, but I didn't do it, I regret it so much! ”

The wanton outpouring of tears was followed by unspoken sorrow.

"I understand your guilt, I understand your regrets, but do you know that Yun Ji went to the Wutong Pavilion for you by mistake, and you can't give up on yourself for Yun Ji."

The fastest way to heal the wound is to dissect the facts in time and let her learn from the pain.

"My green shu! You're a demon! She's only fourteen years old...... You want my life, take it, why Yunji? Why? Mo Xie Takiri collapsed in his arms, only with a pair of empty eyes, lifeless, "One time at a time, I can only watch my relatives leave, powerless, irreparable, I'm tired of this feeling, my cloud is ......"

Zhu Dingfei hugged her and sat in the chair, squatted down, held her cheek with pity, and his black eyes burned:

"Takiri, you can't give up on yourself, your father and mother have died, don't have the Dongtian Pavilion destroyed, Yun Ji is gone, you still have responsibility, and they have the hope of leaving a life for you! The judgment of friends, the washing of swords, guns and halberds, the enmity and hatred are nothing, no matter what you will carry, I will advance and retreat with you, no matter how much trouble you make, I will bear it for you, can you hear? Now just a little courage to stand up, are you afraid? ”

She stared deeply at him and remained silent for a long time......

"Let's go, for the sake of Miss Moxie, he is becoming stronger and stronger now."

Not far away, Du Han, who was standing tall, was full of relief with his eyebrows and eyes.

"Takiri, you must get back on your feet."

Qing Cong Que prayed with his hands together.

The heavy snow is blowing and falling, and the snowflakes have their own attitudes, or flying, or circling, or falling straight down, and the sky and the earth are one color, silent, and far away.

Mo Xie Takili and Qing Congque walked on the snow track with an umbrella, and in front of them was the eternal ice peak, stretching for thousands of miles, and the white snow flew into Qiongchuan.

"I suddenly thought of a poem, the vicissitudes of life linger, I am self-assured. Takiri, whether it is a little appropriate. ”

Qing Congque's eyes shone brightly.

How could Mo Xie Takili not know her deep meaning and good intentions, and a faint smile rippled from her lips.

Qing Congque threw away the umbrella and stepped forward to hug her:

"There are countless joys and sorrows and love-hate entanglements in this world, death is both a catastrophe and a relief, and living is the hardest. I don't want to see you be decadent and torture yourself anymore, for the sake of those who live hard, you have to live well. If you are not sober for a day, we will accompany you for a day, and if you are not sober for a lifetime, we will accompany you for a lifetime. ”

She burst into tears.

Mo Xie Takili leaned lightly on Qing Congque's shoulder, and watched the umbrella in his hand fall to the ground, spinning a few times in the wind and disappearing. She watched in amazement as the snow fell, tears rolling down her face, and then she whispered:

"Yun Ji, my sister is here to give you a ride."

The next day, Du Han led the way, and the four of them went through the twists and turns of the mountain road and climbed to the top of the Changbai Snow Ridge.

The snow-capped top in front of you is open, there is an arch stone gate on the top of the flat mountain, the door has gone through vicissitudes, the traces are mottled, and I see four big characters standing majestically --- Tianxi Mirror Lake.

Du Han did not speak, silently took them into the stone gate, there is another side of the world in the stone gate, the crystal clear ice surrounds a pool of blue water and is born, the ice is dozens of zhang high, towering, forming a natural confined space, the white water vapor rises in the blue lake, just like the fairyland of Qionglou.

Du Hanyi's expression was solemn:

"Tianxi Mirror Lake and the internal strength of Laishan Temple, as long as you abandon distracting thoughts, control the demons in your heart, and withstand the cold and cold of this thousand years, you will be the second person to walk out of Tianxi Mirror Lake and drive it successfully."

Mo Xielong's eyes were calm, staring at the cold blue lake.

"Just standing here makes her feel cold to the bone, her internal strength is insufficient, how to resist the cold when she is in it."

Zhu Dingfei couldn't bear it.

"Tianxi Mirror Lake is located in the middle of the highest point of the entire mountain range, absorbing the thousand-year-old aura of Changbai Snow Ridge, and also absorbing its thousand-year-old cold, so she can suppress the exorcism of demons, she must take this step."

Du Hanyi said firmly.

"I'll go."

Mo Xie's eyes are like water.

"You go down the hill first."

Zhu Dingfei looked at Du Hanyi.

"Start with two hours a day, and then slowly increase it."

As soon as Du Han finished speaking, he resolutely walked out of the stone gate.

"Don't worry."

Mo Xie Takili looked at the reluctant Qing Congque and smiled lightly.

Qing Congque nodded slowly:

"I'll go back and prepare hot water and clothes for you."

Zhu Dingfei held Mo Xie's hand:

"Go in in your single clothes, and I'll accompany you."

"You don't have to go into the lake." She stopped him.

"This first step, I must go through it with you, don't worry, this cold can't hurt me."

Zhu Dingfei took off his coat and put it aside, and walked straight into the lake.

Mo Xie Takili looked at his back, slowly entered the water, and the cold ice coming from her feet still made her tremble, and then her whole body seemed to be filled with cold ice, running through her heart, spleen and limbs, and straight to the top of her head.

He took her hand and walked towards the center of the lake, and after standing still:

"I'll give you some internal strength first, and then you must remember to breathe slowly."

"You, are you alright?"

Her tongue had stopped listening to the cold.

"It's caring for me."

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, he lowered his head and stared at her with burning eyes, and began to convey internal force to her.

Mo Xie's eyes drooped slightly, his lips were white, and his whole body trembled.

"Can you still hold on?"

He asked her from time to time.

"I can hold on."

I saw her biting her lip, the cold air was lingering, her black hair was already thick with frost flowers, and her thick eyelashes were also covered with a thin layer of ice crystals, trembling slightly.

He withdrew his palm and embraced her in his arms:

"I'm here."

These three simple words are the most beautiful promise she has ever heard, and her heart is extremely stable.

"Starting tomorrow, I will teach you to practice the inner strength and mental method, and you will not be so cold." Du Hanyi told him that the first day was very difficult, and he was afraid that she would not be able to hold on, so he led her to speak, "I want to ask you what you mean by what you said at the Chengnan Inn that night, and whether you owe me an explanation." ”

"Do I have one?"

She avoided his eyes, and finally slowly felt less cold to the bone.

"You didn't, you said you didn't want to have anything to do with me anymore, saying that your senior brother and you grew up together since childhood, and they have the same heart."

The hand that circled her tightened.

"And you're coming back to save me?"

At this moment, the blue water is against the background, the ice is colorful, and her eyes are exceptionally clear.

"Yes, why can't I control my heart and want to go to you again? The answer is that I am also a mortal body, not a saint, not a god, just an ordinary person who has fallen in love and cannot extricate himself. ”

In response to her were a pair of dark eyes as deep as the sea and lonely as ice.

She understands that her despair slowly melts because of him, and the hope of life is rekindled because of him, and he always pays silently, without regrets, and is scarred for himself.

"If one day I finally want to lose you, it is better to draw a knife and cut off the water, so that you can find another sea and a wide sky."

Her eyes were as calm as pleasant.

"I was confused for a while, and I was deceived by you." With his forehead touched, he closed his eyes and smiled deeper, "Fool, my fighting stars are moving, my sea and sky are always just you." ”

Time passed slowly, two hours had arrived, Zhu Dingfei walked out of the middle of the lake with Mo Xie Longli in his arms, carefully put on her coat, put on a cloak, and then went to get the clothes himself.

Qing ran in from Que, and it was a good stove and a thickened jacket, and he was worried.

Du Hanyi also walked in at this time, with a solemn face:

"Can you stand it?"

"No problem."

Zhu Dingfei replied lightly.

Mo Xie Takili suddenly came out of the lake, her body was extremely uncomfortable, and she fell backwards in a groggy state, and Zhu Ding quickly caught her and held her in her arms.

"I'm fine."

Mo Xie's eyes were worried, and his face was as pale as snow.

Du Hanyi hurriedly stepped forward to take the pulse:

"It's been the first day, so let's get down the mountain."

After saying that, he finally breathed a long sigh of relief.

The room was steaming, and after Mo Xie Takili bathed, only a white jade hairpin was inserted on his head, and his black hair was pouring out, and he was drinking the decoction prepared by Du Hanyi.

"It's very bitter." Qing Congque frowned, "Senior Brother Du's medicine is always three points more bitter than ordinary people, and you can smell it from a distance." ”

Mo Xie Takili has slowly eased up, and said:

"There is no medicine that is not bitter."

"There was once a person who boiled medicine that was not bitter, he was a spirit, every time I don't know what strange flowers and fruits he put in, the medicine is very easy to eat."

There was a hint of sadness in Qing Congque's complexion.

"That chestnut long-haired man on the beheading stage last time?"

Mo Xie Takiri recalled.

"It's him, everyone doesn't know why, why did he expel him from the Shan Temple the night before Shi Boxian died? He became like this. ”

Qing Congque's tone was sentimental.

"...... of the Séance"

Mo Xie Takiri read this name --- remembered, I am a séance! I am a séance! Remember! Remembered......

The words tossed back and forth in the depths of her mind, and her eyes slowly blurred, dizzy, and memories collided.

"What's wrong? Takiri. ”

Qing Congque noticed her abnormality and immediately clicked on her Shenguan acupoint.

"I've just seen a lot of strange images."

Mo Xie Takiri was sober, and his forehead was full of fine beads of sweat.

"Maybe you just entered Tianxi Mirror Lake today, and you are not feeling well, but you are awake when I clicked on your pain point just now."

Qing Congque comforted.

"My sister will stop me as soon as I have a seizure in the future, and I must not hurt you."

Thinking about her situation just now, she was still very scared in her heart, she must not enter the demon realm again, otherwise the situation of the three of them would be precarious.

"Don't worry, your body will get better every day." Qing Congque smiled and groaned, and her beautiful eyes were looking forward to it, "I'll accompany you in the room for dinner, Ao Piao and Tianxin are here, bringing a lot of belongings, they are busy, we just want to enjoy our time." ”

"Sister, don't worry, I won't be like the other day."

Mo Xie Takiri showed a long-lost smile.

"I'm relieved." Qing Congque held her hand.

Midnight on Ning'an Street

Mu Xingji, Mo Xie Wenxuan, and Mo Xie Ping stood mightily and intercepted the way of the gray-clothed man.

The gray-clothed man's eyebrows furrowed, and his voice was dark:

"Fei walked the rivers and lakes, and he knew that there was such a catastrophe."

"You are wrong, people are in the rivers and lakes, you can choose an open and honest road to explore to the end, but if you go on a treacherous road and die on the street, it is already doomed."

Under the moonlight, Mu Xingji's eyes were unusually cold, and the blade in his hand carried a cold cold light.

"Suffer death!" Mo Xie Wenxuan and Mo Xie Pingwei jumped up, and the galloping sword came through the thorns and thorns, and the two sword rays were split with a bang.

The poison doctor drew his sword and pointed to the ground, and with a wave of his right hand, a dazzling light swept out, and the eyes under the light were extremely fierce.

Mu Xingji drove the sword forward, taking advantage of the approaching situation, and the three of them attacked again and again.

The sword was like thunder, and the unusually sharp momentum of the three of them was better than the sword move, and the sense of oppression that was either dead or dead made the poison doctor feel the fear of death breath in person.

In an instant, the poison doctor knelt on one knee in frustration, with several sword wounds on his hands and legs, and his eyes were stunned.

"The flower poison hidden in the Diao Hall is under you, the hidden poison of the blue scorpion in Panyulou is under you, the poison in the woman in the small temple in Yongzhou is under you, and the poison of the stone soul of Yulian Mountain is under you! Well, you are not unjustly dying today. ”

Mu Xingji's voice was empty and sharp.

A sword flash flashed from above, and the poison doctor fell to the ground in response, but his eyes were staring at the empty eyes, and his eyes were completely split.

"Mother, tonight's revenge will be avenged."

Mo Xieping shouted in sorrow.

"Master, you have a spirit in heaven and can rest in peace."

Mu Xingji raised his head to the moon.

"Let's go."

Mo Xiewen closed his eyes and closed his sword, his sword eyebrows locked.

The three of them looked back at the cold and lonely streets at the same time---

They have watched and protected each other here, fought and fought here, after several lives and deaths, and also lost the clouds and gave up the glass here, and tonight is the time to leave.

"The secret sentinel that sent a message to the council of Shang will begin to lie dormant from now on, waiting for recovery."

Mu Xingji retracted his gaze and walked away.

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