I say that loneliness is a disease, and many people are terminally ill and unknowable. They all swell up with ignorance and arrogance, and they are the most damned people.

Legend has it that when a star falls, a person dies. If it's the same as you say, then it's time for a meteor shower in the sky.

Can you be serious yourself?

I had no choice but to say that I had nothing to worry about, so why should I run away from those life and death partings.

Oh, maybe I'm right.

If you can't forget it, then remember it unforgettable.

When was she considered alive?

Many memories are real in her memory, leaving so many clear and burning pains, everything is like a cloud of smoke, don't let them pass through her life without leaving a trace.

Who would be willing to die like this?

Even though his life is over, the past is still burning as always.

She finally understood the truth of death from the heart.

She thought she could be debauched in the dark night, and she couldn't understand her thirst for hope. She couldn't grasp everything in the night, but everything was really in front of her. She could have imprisoned herself in a secret place forever, but she couldn't do anything about it. She has always been a person, and people have weaknesses, although some of them can't be understood, but they still exist, and the destructive power will be even more unexpected.

So real scenes, real souls, perfectly invulnerable, yet fragile and shattered at the touch of a button.

How I want to sleep here for a long time and never wake up again.

A world that cannot be denied cannot meddle in changing the destiny.

Everything is just a point, encompassing all conventions.

I will make this pact with you until the soul dies.

The sunlight reflects the gorgeous light like a magnificent mirror, illuminating the flowers in the garden more and more delicate and colorful. The black robe of the Death Messenger also seemed to be gilded with golden light, and the face that had always been like frost began to glow with imperceptible softness.

Slender fingers lightly swept over a white hibiscus, the corners of her mouth curved slightly, and there was a hint of amazement in her tone: "It seems that you have fulfilled your wish for freedom." ”

"But ......," she said, looking up at a black rose growing independently in the distance, the corners of her eyes widened, and she said with a smile on her eyebrows, "I will soon be like you." ”

Mo Ci stood outside the garden, but did not take a single step, he hesitantly glanced at a rose-red peony, and smiled lightly: "It seems, Yan Qing, you are doing well, then, I won't bother you anymore." He took out a black death book, crossed a large blue cross towards a name, and sighed: "I didn't expect this ghost king to be demoted to a judge......

Now, we have agreed that we will protect you.

So, I can only go on forever.

"I'm really unwilling...... I was actually put on a ...... by that kid."

Mo Ci shook his head, bit the pen shaft, looked at the gorgeous sun, and gradually walked away, disappearing into the dazzling light.

The memories of the crispy crucian carp came to an abrupt end, and the latter one

The memory seemed to make her a little jealous, or painful, and her expression took on a hint of confusion: "I probably said too much, I'm sorry, it's my fault." ”

Huang Mo stopped the crispy crucian carp who was about to leave immediately, and she said, "You missed the opportunity by escaping now, don't you want to see him?" ”

The crispy crucian carp turned around with a smile: "Why don't I want to?" But I promised the elders that I wouldn't embarrass him. The main monk is ...... was once the bereaved family of Zhurong, and the elder also used his reputation to vouch for him, otherwise, how could he live to this day? ”

After finishing speaking, the crispy crucian carp was about to leave in a hurry, but was blocked by Yeling, he said: "Actually, this matter is not so simple, and I also have things I want to know and want to ask the Zhurong remnants, please believe us, we will not do anything that makes the elders embarrassed." ”

"Moreover, the moon falls and the flowers, these eight monsters, I am also very curious!" Huang Mo jumped out from behind and patted the body of the crispy crucian carp: "What is the reason for this, can you tell me?" ”

The body of the crispy crucian carp froze slightly.

"Moonfall Flower......" A wry smile overflowed from the corner of her lips: "You ask me about this, and I can't explain it to you clearly, I only know that this flower is a netherworld flower that has been made." ”

Nether flowers?

"Made?" Yeling grasped the point, his cheeks were mixed with pale: "It seems that those crazy guys are still doing a lot of things behind their backs." ”

"I see that your attitude towards the Zhurong remnant clan is not like fear and disgust like other people, but with hatred." The crucian carp turned to look him in the eye and said, "Do you have anything to do with them?" ”

Yeling pursed her lower lip: "The shame they brought me is far from being as simple as hatred, which is why I found the Monk Master, you once said that he is also an experimenter, he will definitely know about me." ”

The crispy crucian carp fell on him with a little inquiring gaze, and smiled lightly: "Then do you know that the moonfall flower grows on the white bones?" ”

Huang Mo's eyes widened.

Crispy crucian carp wrote lightly: "Don't think too much about this rumor, it is certainly a sad rumor, but the protagonist is not me, but the dead Yao'er." The moonfall flowers you see must have also been made by the master of the monks. His obsession is quite deep. ”

"Even so, I'm going to see him." Yeling said: "I won't force you, but you don't have to be so reckless." ”

The crispy crucian carp was about to sink and float, and its figure paused.

A moment later, it poked its head out, but it took the form of a woman.

This woman fell into pity, her eyes were moist with me, and the water droplets rolling down from her shoulders were like pearls falling, Huang Mo's eyes flashed and she hurriedly blocked Yeling's whole person and said: "You, you, you, you go to the side first!" ”

"Huh?" Yeling was half-blocked and didn't see the crispy crucian carp turned into a human form, Huang Moyi

The appearance of hatred in his face made him blush suddenly, and he hurriedly took a few steps to the back of the mountain forest.

There was a laugh behind him: "You still said that you and this little brother are innocent, why did you eat flying vinegar so quickly?" ”

Huang Mo: "......"

Huang Mo turned around and saw the woman who was standing in front of him without the slightest shame and generously, and couldn't help but shudder, quickly took off his coat, and wrapped the woman tightly.

Finally hurriedly persuaded her to put on her clothes, the crispy crucian carp was still a little uncomfortable, she looked at the cheeks reflected in the water, revealing a little stunned: "I didn't expect that after so much time, I still engraved her appearance in my heart, and I haven't forgotten it at all." ”

"You also said that the obsession of the monk master is terrible, why is this not another obsession?" Huang Mo held her cold hand and said.

The crispy crucian carp's eyes flashed: "You're right, I'm probably the one who can't get out." ”

She didn't tell Huang Mo the second half of their story because it was about her choice.

At that time, when Yao Er jumped off the high platform, the crispy crucian carp knew that the monk master was afraid that he was a little crazy at that time, and he told himself how he jumped down from the cliff over and over again, and looked for death again and again, and this long-term torture made him feel painful.

How did he find the territory of the Zhurong relics with perseverance, this memory is already very vague, and he can't piece together complete words, but the Zhurong relics who are there know the monk master, and say that their family has given the relics a lot of help.

Why did the family collude with the Zhurong remnants in private, this matter no longer matters to the monk master, and he will not be as clear as before, breaking black and white, so what those people ask him to do, he will do, what humanity, what awe, he will reject.

If a person is not afraid of anything, what can he worry about?

His research results were quickly taken seriously, and he slowly transformed from a small assistant to the core layer, but this was only a corner of the ten-thousandth, and he knew that what he saw would never be the whole picture of the Zhurong Relics, just as he would not give all his hard work.

His experiments were crazy, and the only test specimen that survived under his hand was the crispy crucian carp so far.

When the ceremonial monk master told her all the things that originated from Yao'er to her, she saw an inexplicable light in the eyes of the ceremonial monk master.

He calmly contrasted this heart, probably to make her understand, to let her see that he had a heart that was close to despair.

But she is not Yao'er, and the crispy crucian carp is just a substitute.

She couldn't know how Yao Er would feel after she died, and even if she did, as a bystander, what qualifications did she have to hate and blame him instead of Yao Er?

"I may not be able to fulfill your wish." The crispy crucian carp thought about it and said.

"Yao'er?"

"I'm not Yao'er." The crispy crucian carp rejected him strongly, and watched the light in the eyes of the monk master go out little by little.

"Why don't you let me go?"

He muttered, his hand clasped her shoulders and shook her, he forced her to face Yao'er's face at him, she reflected in her pupils an almost distorted hideous face, his persecution could not make her break free, and the crispy crucian carp stood up suddenly with a throbbing pain in her heart.

"You see, I'm not her! I can be anyone, but I will never be the Yao Er you love, she's dead! She's dead!! ”

"She's alive." The monk lord calmly interrupted her hysteria, and the smile on the corner of her mouth was a little chilling: "Aren't you still alive?" Don't worry, I can get you out of that hell once, and this time, I still can. ”

After speaking, he ripped off his shirt, which was the symbol robe of the soul of the Zhurong relics, he placed his hand on the ground, and the other hand grabbed her tightly, and there were vague pursuers rushing up from behind, his face was not in a hurry at all, as soon as he hugged her, protected him with a charm, and suddenly jumped off the cliff.

She could clearly hear the sound of his skull shattering against the stone.

The sound seemed to shatter a watermelon, so easily, so dullly.

Even so, he still wrapped his body tightly in his arms.

(End of this chapter) I want to talk about "Half Yuan Cultivation and Half Yuan Jun" with more like-minded people, WeChat pay attention to "excellent reading literature", talk about life, and find confidants~