Chapter Seventy-Five: The Guidance of Fate

"Worse than me anyway." Du Yuanyuan thought thoughtfully, "Many times I feel that I am not as good as you, not as neat and decisive as you." ”

"Yes." Mo Qingye was noncommittal, and then smiled bitterly, "I also hope that I can really be as you say." ”

"Cold?" Du Yuanyuan leaned over and kissed him on the cheek, and sighed, "Cold-blooded animal." ”

Mo Qingye seemed to be unconscious, and said to himself, "I'm not drunk yet, I should drink more." Still, not confused enough, sober, how annoying it is sometimes. ”

"Didn't drink well? Let's go back to the dormitory. Du Yuanyuan raised his hand and gently scratched his face with his fingertips, "You are very unhappy, and so am I." ”

"Thirty thousand years." Mo Qingye said in a deep voice, "Do you understand what the concept of 30,000 years is?" ”

"Huh." Du Yuanyuan shook his head, "I don't understand, because I haven't experienced it, and I can't empathize, what a long time it must be." ”

"I never thought it would be the end of today." Mo Qingye raised his face and looked at the moon in the sky, "That greedy wolf for money turned out to be ...... in the end Such an end. I can't believe it, remotely, I really can't believe it. ”

Hearing him call himself like this, Du Yuan was stunned, he had always been either a fool or a wicked obstacle, or Cheng Er, who pretended to be gentle, "Alas, the world is unpredictable." Don't think about it. ”

"I can't help it!" Mo Qingye's voice became more and more painful, "Once, how did they do it when I was in trouble, go all out, although we always tease and ridicule each other on weekdays, but I understand their affection for me. But on the other hand, I couldn't do anything for them, even if it was only half of my strength. Do you know how guilty I am, how guilty I am......" paused, smiled jerkyly, and slowly lowered his eyes, "That greedy white-eyed wolf, even in hell, is still thinking about his mountain." ”

"No, they won't go to hell, you think too much, alas, don't think about it anymore." Du Yuanyuan didn't know how to comfort him.

"Isn't it hell, is it still the Nine Heavenly Palace? Where can demons like us go when they die? The corners of Mo Qingye's lips always had a hint of a smile, but he looked so lonely, "I also hope that he can be reincarnated and have a good place." If I could, I'd rather trade it myself. ”

"Stop talking stupid." Du Yuanyuan stroked his hair, "Didn't you say everything, we will meet again." ”

"Yes, we will meet again." Mo Qingye nodded lightly, slowly, "But the day I see them again, I have no shame." Even Bai Wei, I couldn't do anything for him, even if it was just an unfulfilled wish. ”

"Alas, isn't that forced by the situation, Qingye, let's beg you, no matter how entangled and annoyed the past is, it can't be changed, all we can grasp is this moment, and all we can hope for is tomorrow."

"But, I'm uncomfortable...... Mo Qingye lowered his eyes, his thick and slender eyelashes blinked gently, and then he sighed deeply, his hands clenched secretly in his sleeves, restraining the waves in his heart.

"I know you're having a hard time." Du Yuanyuan pursed his lower lip, "In the final analysis, the relationship between you and them is far thicker than mine, and I can't understand it for 30,000 years." ”

Mo Qingye didn't speak, just lowered his head, they could be said to have died for themselves. If all of that hadn't happened, wouldn't time have been quiet?

Are they still drinking wine to the moon in Fanluo Mountain, talking and laughing?

Kick oneself. Remorse. Unspeakable repentance, grief for the loss of a deceased friend. All kinds of complex and sour feelings are stirring and entangled in the soul, but I want to cry without tears.

Perhaps, the deepest sorrow is not the loss of a voice. But I wanted to cry, but I couldn't shed tears.

Du Yuanyuan just hugged him and didn't speak again.

After a long time, he whispered, "Otherwise, let's set off tomorrow, and it may be better to leave here." ”

"To Dongying?" Mo Qingye asked rhetorically.

"There's no better way." Du Yuan rolled his eyes, "Maybe the ghost world has been turned upside down at this time." ”

"It's good that they're all dead!" Mo Qingye's eyes were suddenly cold, and he was ruthless, "Even if there is no frustration and ashes, it will be difficult to eliminate the hatred in my heart." ”

"I don't know what's going on." Du Yuanyuan blinked, "You will know from this out, Fu Feng and Han Li are not also immortals in the sky, and it will be easy to go with them." ”

Mo Qingye was silent and said, "They were originally Furong's subordinates. ”

"Huh? Speaking of Fleur, we will see him again when we go to heaven. ”

Mo Qingye sighed faintly, and finally raised his eyes, looked sideways, and quietly, "I don't have a very deep friendship with him." But Fleur is a good person, gentle and elegant, not like those wolf-hearted dogs who are sanctimonious. ”

"People are very good to you." Du Yuanyuan smiled, "I said, is he a little interesting to you." ”

"Get out!" Mo Qingye stared at him coldly, "You can blurt out such frivolous words." ”

"Just kidding." Du Yuanyuan smiled, "If he really thinks about you, I won't do it." ”

Mo Qingye pursed the corners of her lips and chuckled without leaving a trace, with an indescribable taste, "Speaking of which, how is your river god?" ”

"......" Du Yuan was stunned, "What is the river god ......?"

"Don't pretend to be confused!" Mo Qing's night was cold and quiet, "I don't believe it, it's only been a long time, and I forgot everything?" ”

“…… I don't know what happened to him. ”

"I'm afraid I'm still waiting." Mo Qingye was lukewarm, "He is really affectionate to you, and he is willing to give up even the most precious orb." ”

"......" Du Yuanyuan repeated the black line, but he remembered the agreement with the river god at the beginning. Although it is impossible to be with him Wushan Yunyu, it is okay to drink wine with Fuqin, after all, people have helped so much. But these things are also thought about in the heart, and they will never be spoken. groaned, and the conversation changed, "When I go to Fu Lingxiao's virtual realm, I plan to invite Feitian to go with me." ”

"That's your business." Mo Qingye's attitude suddenly became cold, "You invite him, what do you have to do with me." ”

"Yes, yes, it's none of your business." Du Yuanyuan followed him and said, "Then you are waiting obediently at Feng Yu, you know." ”

"Waiting? What are you waiting for, Benjun will go too! ”

"Why are you going like this! Qingye, can you not be capricious. ”

"Humph!" Mo Qingye's careful thinking became entangled again, "If you want to say willful, you are on par with me." ”

…… Don't continue this topic, Du Yuanyuan was suddenly happy, with a touch of schadenfreude, "It is estimated that Fu Lingxiao's grandson has been killed in the ghost world." Touching his chin, "Exactly!" Then I am not in a land where no one is. ”

Mo Qingye did not respond, but raised his eyes to look at the twinkling stars in the sky, and the stars represented different fates one after another. Now, what kind of fate will this world be drawn by.