(Yun Yixie)

"Master, you must go back to the Moying Gate with the Thirteenth today, the Lord of the North Gate is completely demonic, and no one can save him except you."

Ran 13 walked into the main hall of Yunyi Pavilion, watching the back of the woman and the back of the woman who taught her to practice swords when she was a child gradually coincided, the woman turned her back to herself, looked at the scenery on the corridor outside, and did not reply for a long time, but maintained a faint silence.

"Master, if you don't go, he will become more enchanted and will surely die."

"Don't say it, I'm not going."

The woman said those three words coldly with her back to her, and then there was no voice.

"Master, you ......"

"I'm not going back, and we've been in touch since. Go back, it was the same before, and it is the same now, and what I decide will not change. “

"How can you? North Chongrin has done so much for you? If it weren't for you, how could he be enchanted? ”

Xu was so excited that the originally respectful "you" became "you". Ran Thirteen was desperate to look at Mo Fang's back hysterically, she just couldn't figure it out, maybe two people can really love each other like this, and then die of old age and never get along, but why is the master so ruthless.

"He saved me, but before he saved me, he was deceived and killed me. If you trust me from beginning to end, how can you fall into the devil for me. It's ridiculous. ”

"So Master has made up his mind not to go back?"

"Yes, let's go."

Ran Thirteen left Yun Yixie angrily, but she didn't notice that after she left, the mountains and apricot blossoms were all grateful, and the woman who had been turning her back to her had already burst into tears, she didn't want to, but she couldn't give any extra hope, remembering the note sent by Qian Yu last night.

"If it's broken, it's broken."

She stood up and walked into the corridor, watching the apricot blossom petals fall from the air, the scars on her chest were burning with pain, and when she lifted the corner of her clothes, she found that the golden dragon pattern began to spread from her heart to the side of her neck, and there was a faint tingling pain. She summoned all her strength to summon the pure aura from the milky white ring and injected it into the scar on her chest, until she was exhausted, the scar on her chest subsided slightly, and the golden dragon pattern retreated above her collarbone, but it was still painful to the bone.

"It's so serious, and there are still injuries on the body, but how can you stand it."

She remembered his injured eyes, the broken galaxy in his eyes, his pain, she could feel it, the unforgettable pain, she still couldn't resist the crazy spread of worry and longing in her heart, and walked to the door and flew towards the Moying Gate.

"Young master, Mo Fang has gone to the Moying Gate."

"I see."

"You're going to marry Miss Mo soon, won't you stop her from returning to Moyingmen at this time?"

"Stand down."

The man just flashed loneliness in his eyes, but he didn't show the slightest emotion, he knew how deeply Mo Fang loved that man in his heart, it was because of his deep love that he couldn't give up for a minute, no matter how he changed it, it was the same ending, since this was the case, let her go.

It was just August in the mortal world, and the apricot blossoms that were not in season bloomed and then withered in a moment, and then the snow fell like goose feathers, and the city was full of silver, and the snow in early August was unheard of. People all over the city came out of their homes and heard that it had snowed for seven days.