Xing Mo looked at the four people in front of her in a daze, and everyone had the same familiar and warm smile on their faces.

Heartache and resentment poured into my heart like a flood, arousing the warmth of my aching eyes, tears condensing, and I couldn't help but want to slip down the corners of my eyes. She looked at them, their smiles, and finally wiped away the tears that were about to fall with the corners of their sleeves. He also curled the corners of his lips and paced to his father's side with a smile he hadn't seen for a long time.

"Mo'er doesn't seem to be very happy?what's wrong?" Ximin's warm big hand gently stroked the top of Xingmo's head, "Could it be that Mo'er doesn't like the fish grilled for her father?"

As he spoke, Xi Min took a brown and tender fish that was still skewered on a wooden branch and handed it to Xingmo.

Xing Mo took the grilled fish, and the mother on the side smiled gently, took Xing Mo's arm, and let her sit between her and Xi Min.

Xing Mo gently tore off a piece of fish meat, she was not crazy, she was not stupid, and she did not forget...... Where she is.

She is in the third realm of the ten calendar training, and she is in the end. She was not so unconscious that she couldn't tell the difference between the past and the present, and she didn't forget that the Xi family had all been slaughtered in the general's mansion in Nanze City. Neither herself was spared.

She once reached the path that people must pass through after death, arrived in the Sunset Valley, and stepped into the Kunyao Shrine of the Immortal Monarch Qianqiu Hongkun. That scene, every pile, is vivid.

So, she's sober and her surroundings, Yumin, grandmother, mother, and cousin, aren't the real them. This grilled fish that Xi Min handed to her hand, she couldn't refuse no matter what.

All this is too much like the real thing, too much like her family, the tone and actions of their words, the concern in their eyebrows and eyes, so that she can't refuse, can't bear to refuse.

So, she gladly accepted, no matter what was in front of her, no matter how bad they would be to her.

She accepted her mother's gentle stroking of her back, her father slowly roasting fish with a smile and a smile, her grandmother's loving hot tea, and her cousin's earnest and curious questioning.

She didn't hesitate, and slowly handed the torn piece of fish meat to her mouth, which was the most ordinary barbecue taste. She didn't know what the consequences would be if she ate it, was it like a hungry soul, and the grilled fish in her hand was a poison designed by someone?

If this is the case, she can only admire the designer's methods, above board and obscure, as if to perceive her most fatal weakness, her dearest.

And still after they died, using them to let her fall into the trap, it seems expected that even if she knew about the trap, she would not look back.

Xi Min watched Xing Mo eat the fish she grilled with her own hands, and said with a smile: "Is it delicious?

Xing Mo nodded slowly, "I still remember when I was a child, our family would often huddle together. It's just that my father was already the commander of the first army at that time, so we rarely went out. ”

Xi Min also nodded and sighed lightly, "Yes...... As a father, there is no way to take you out of the house to experience the outings and picnics of ordinary people...... We can only use tree branches, set up a bonfire in the middle of our yard, and make some ordinary grilled fish and chicken. ”

Xing Mo tore off another piece of fish meat, stuffed it into her mouth, and chewed slowly, "Father has to guard the position and Nanze City at any time, and it is not easy to find time to have dinner with his family. So I loved it, loved the grilled fish you made.

Because, when you eat the fish you grill, it means that you can be with you and everyone, just like now. ”

"That'...... It seems that Mo'er still likes your grilled fish as much as before. Mother smiled and looked at Yumin.

He lowered his head and took Xingmo's hand, "Then Mo'er will eat more, eat more, okay?"

Xing Mo frowned slightly, she asked herself to eat more, is there really something wrong with this fish? But looking at her mother's expectant gaze, she once again tore off a piece of fish meat and put it in her mouth.

She was munching on the well-grilled fish when she casually looked across at the lake, hidden in the fog of the night.

The boat she was in was getting farther and farther away. It seemed to be leaving her...... She stood up abruptly, and looked straight at the ship opposite, slowly and evenly in the direction she had come, as if she were about to return to the fog.

The mother seemed to see Xingmo's doubts, "Mo'er, what's wrong? The fish hasn't finished yet, what are you looking at?"

Xi Min also saw that Xing Mo's expression was wrong, and hurriedly handed over a steaming fish that had just been taken off the fire, and said to Xing Mo's mother: "Quick, cut this hot one for Mo'er, I didn't see that Mo'er just ate such a little, where is this enough?"

Mother took the fish handed by Yutoshi and cut it with a knife very quickly.

Grandmother and cousin could also see Xingmo's strange appearance, and the cousin said a little coquettishly: "Sister, what do you see? If you don't eat it, the fish will be cold, if you don't eat it, I will eat your share." ”

Xingmo didn't pay attention to them, just stood up, left the campfire, and walked towards the lake.

She only ate a few bites of grilled fish and didn't feel anything unusual about her body. It's just that it seems that since she ate the grilled fish, the boat in the lake has started to move.

It seems that the more she eats, the farther it goes...... Until she completely returns to the thick fog, is it that at that time, she can only stay here? No one can save herself? can only always be in this end that belongs to herself, and every day she repeats the same picture of this moment, and these unreal people, eating unreal food.

Everyone saw that Xing Mo seemed to be leaving, so they all stood up.

"Mo'er!" Grandmother shouted behind her, "Where are you going?"

"Yes, Mo'er. My father didn't bake the chicken legs for you, why didn't you eat them?"

Xing Mo turned around slowly, and her eyebrows were very unbearable, "Dad, grandma...... I know, this is not Xifu. She looked at the unfinished skewer of grilled fish in her hand and lifted it up, "I also know that this is not grilled fish." ”

"You kid! That's not grilled fish, what is it?" the mother was a little anxious.

Xing Mo sighed lightly, "It's what left me." If I eat what you have given me, the boat in which I came will be activated...... The more I ate, the farther it drifted...... Until, it disappeared forever in the fog.

Eventually, maybe even the lake I came from will disappear. ”

She looked at the grilled fish in her hand, but was still reluctant to throw it away, "I don't know what kind of lake this is, and I don't know how big it is." Maybe it's bigger than the thirty-three Taiqing Heavens?

If this lake disappears before my eyes, will I never be found? No one will know if I am alive or dead, and where I am but you?"

Ximin put down the skewer in his hand, "Isn't that good? Mo'er? Don't you want to be with your parents, grandmother, and cousin? Isn't that bad?"

"Yes, sister, we are together as a family, and we will never be separated. Why are you still thinking about leaving?"

"Mo'er, you have to think clearly...... Don't just choose to leave us. Mother said urgently.

Xingmo's footsteps were heavy, and she stood in the middle of them and the lake, with a painful reality on one side and a warm family on the other. She hesitated...... Be. Anyone will hesitate, anyone wants the most heartwarming warmth, no one will abandon their thousands of family members, to choose a strange and lonely life without a fixed number. Even if they live with fake parents all their lives, what about the fake Xifu, at least the family affection they show is real. It doesn't matter if it's a mirage or not.

But what Qianqiu Hongkun said, she has not forgotten, her family has long entered the underworld, and she has long lost the memory of her past life, I am afraid that she has already re-entered reincarnation. I asked Qianqiu Hongkun to help me resurrect him, isn't it just to give them the unfortunate ending of their previous life, and make a heavenly reason to repay.

If she fell into a state of despair and spent her life because of a moment of weakness, why did she bother to make a spiritual blood pact with Qianqiu Hongkun? Why bother to return to the world, naturally she didn't have to come to this end. Why bother to make a promise to Qianqiu Hongkun that he will never give up?

So, she turned around angrily, and finally threw away half of the cold grilled fish in her hand.

"It's not that I left you. You shouldn't have come back!" she said coldly.

"Mo'er?" the mother was incredulous.

"What are you talking about?!What do you mean we shouldn't come back?"

Xing Mo smiled faintly, "Ever since I stepped ashore, I have clearly known that you are not my relatives at all...... Even though you are very similar, you can say ...... Same. But what is fake is fake after all, and I can't let the real people die unjustly and sit back and ignore it, and indulge in the unreal. So, I'm not going to stay, whoever you are, what you are! It can't be my family, they're long dead!"

Xi Min's blood instantly surged, and he stomped his feet in anger, and shouted, "You cursed your parents and grandmother!" With that, he kicked over the pyre of the campfire.

The flames scattered along with the firewood and lay on the ground. But I didn't think that the slate-like ground seemed to be covered with oil.

At the same time as the firewood was scattered, it was even steaming and blazing one after another, burning more and more violently through the inexplicable things on the ground.

In an instant, the sea of fire steamed and raged, isolating Xingmo from the others. The flames were raging, igniting the corners of the clothes of several people opposite.

For a moment, shouts rang out. Obviously there are only four people, but to Xingmo's ears, it looks like the shouts of hundreds of people. The struggle in the flames was like the sound of the battle between Xi Min and the soldiers and Zeyi soldiers under the city that day, and the heart-rending before being drowned by the fire meteor.

She cried, cried very hard. She only felt like everything was like a reenactment of that day, his father right in front of her, angry and helpless in the flames.

She stood in the distance, beyond the flames, just as she stood on top of the Nanze Castle Tower that day. Watch as Yumin spits blood in the heavy fire, and watch Yumin be consumed by the flames and turned into scorched earth.

She was just like them, all yelling, and she didn't want to hear their cries again, just like that day when the Zeyi people slaughtered into Xifu.

She wanted to cover her ears with her voice for crying, and she covered both ears tightly with her hands.

Tell yourself again and again that this is not true, that it is just a means they want her to stay.

Her legs were heavy and weak, and she wanted to run away, get out of the way, and get back to the boat in the lake. But he couldn't use any strength, and fell to his knees with a pop. All she could do was hold herself tightly and cover her ears tightly.

But suddenly he felt that there was no shouting around him except for the crackling sound of flames, and he suddenly fell silent.

Xing Mo slowly opened her teary eyes, the flames in front of her were as bright as ever, and the scorched black earth was opposite...... Everything has been reduced to ashes.

"They just want you to stay and have fun. And you watched them be engulfed in flames and turned to ashes?!" A cold voice, but it was exceptionally good.

Xing Mo looked up, she couldn't believe her eyes.

Within the flames that covered the sky, a figure swayed, step by step, melodious and elegant.

The white fingers opened the flames in front of them like a curtain of water, leaking out the same fiery red hem of the flames.

Twilight Rain slowly emerged from the flames, the tips of her long hair still tingling with a small glow. He flicked down his sleeves slightly, and the wind extinguished the fire at the ends of his hair, and the dust was clean.