Hu Ling'er returned to the mountains to find Bai Mo, she was full of joy Bai Mo looked after seeing her, she decided to forget about herself for a while, she is Xiaoxiao now, will he be happy, his Xiaoxiao is back.

Imagining his joy, she became excited.

Sure enough, Bai Mo glanced at it, and his eyes shone out: "Xiaoxiao, you, ...... are you here?" But in an instant, he froze his smile again: "Little fox, I know it's you, no matter how you pretend to be her, after all, you don't have her form, what did you do to Xiaoxiao?" You killed her? Isn't that right, or is it taking away her appearance? ”

He looked nervous, and his tone when he spoke clearly changed from soft like spring breeze and drizzle, then to cold and finally angry. This situation made Hu Ling'er very unhappy.

"Bai Mo, don't you like me like this? She doesn't love you, you don't care what she does, you beg me to help her, I did, don't you appreciate me? Now that I'm back, it's what you like, why do you still look cold to me?"

When he heard this, he became anxious: "Little fox, you can't be reasonable, if you kill Xiaoxiao, I will definitely kill you, and I will not survive." With that, an arrow stepped forward and stuck the little fox's neck with one hand.

"Bai Mo, what else do you want from me? It's better to have the appearance you like in front of you, and a heart that loves you unchangeably, than the person who has a good face but is not in you, right? What's more, if you begged me to help her, I also helped, and you didn't thank me, but you still wanted to kill me, what is the reason? If you have the ability, you come, kill me, and save me from the pain of loving you, and the person who can't get you can die in your arms is worth it to me Hu Ling'er. ”

As he spoke, the corners of Hu Ling'er's eyes became wet and red, that pitiful appearance was completely his small, he was still red-eyed, the eyeballs that were about to breathe fire seemed to explode at any time, and his face was clearly distorted, but this time, he was distressed, his eyes were fixed on that face, but his heart trembled, and he couldn't make a heavy hand.

"Why, don't you dare? It's hard. She said defiantly.

Hu Ling'er's voice called his thoughts back, he shook off his hand fiercely, and said in a low voice: "Tell me, how is Xiaoxiao?" He gritted his teeth.

"How's that? When you talk to me like this, do you beg me or threaten me? Hu Ling'er said as she approached Bai Mo: "She is very good, but she is eager to save her husband, and she actually asked me to help her on the condition of changing her face, I just casually responded to her, she took it seriously, I did it, what's wrong?" She's good, I'm good, you're okay, we're all right. ”

Hu Ling'er's words hurt him deeply.

Her husband? He meditated in his heart, dripping ....... blood.

After a moment of silence, he paced into the house without saying a word, and the little fox followed closely and stopped at the threshold.

"Bai Mo, she doesn't love you, why do you embarrass yourself, you and I have been practicing together for thousands of years, why don't you let fate have a home, you know in your heart, I am the one who really loves you, for you, I can do anything, even if I die for you."

How did she know his love, his love was deep and heavy, and those poetic and flower-like years always bloomed in a smile, and helplessly shattered and swayed. When the memories turn into teardrops, those beautiful memories are still stranded on the other side of the passing years, and the smart past always brings up his long-lasting ........

Even if the sadness flows and the mottled years, he still regards it as the most beautiful embellishment in life.

He is lonely, such a person, always engraved the love of his life, imprinted in his mind, in the long river of lonely and quiet years, he still thinks about her. Those lonely days stirred the seemingly calm and peaceful heart lake, the flowing water like quicksand, and the perseverance and stubbornness .......like the mountains.

He is a little sorry for Xiaohu, she, like him, has been obsessed with him for many years and has been infatuated for many years, but in any case, his heart can't have love for her.

He loves one person in his life, and one love in this life is a long millennium, he is very painful, presumably Xiaohu, she, is also very sad. Thinking of this, his tone softened: "Little fox, I don't deserve your love so much, you go, I have to knock the wooden fish thousands of times today to redeem my soul, otherwise, how can I spend this long day and night, this day is too long." ”

The sound of the wooden fish sounded immediately, and the little fox stood in front of the door, tears hanging down, falling with the sound of the wooden fish, crisp and piercing.