Chapter 52: Ling Yu's Touch
As soon as Bai Yue entered the main hall, Qing Cang immediately paid attention to her every move.
Although he didn't say anything in words, his eyes revealed anxiety and apprehension, he had no confidence in himself, and although the chance of Ling Yu going with him was slim, he still had expectations.
Bai Yue didn't know where to start, so she had to stand there and say nothing.
Mo Yuan had to take the lead in breaking the deadlock, "What's the result?"
Bai Yue shook her head at Mo Yuan, and Qing Cang, who had been paying attention to Bai Yue, naturally saw this posture as well, and couldn't help but feel a little sour in her heart.
Bai Yue turned her head to face Qing Cangquan and said, "Yijun is so heroic, let's find another partner, why do you keep falling in love with the wrong person." ”
"If your feelings can be controlled, Mo Yuan won't break into my wing clan last time to save you. ”
Mo Yuan said coldly: "Since Ling Yu is unwilling to go with Yijun, the god will not leave Yijun, after all, the Yizu clan has a different position from my Kunlun Ruins." ”
"Benjun will not leave, if you miss him, you may never meet the person you love again in this life. ”
Qing Cang's affectionate confession touched Mo Yuan and Bai Yue, but they still had to respect Ling Yu's opinion.
These words just happened to be heard by Ling Yu, who was worried about the master's anger and rushed over, to say that it was a lie not to be moved, and he remembered the days in the Great Ziming Palace.
The first acquaintance was in the hills at the junction of Qingqiu and the Wing Realm, in a blood-red flower on the other side, and later he was robbed to the Great Ziming Palace, except for the thing he did, he was meticulous care and care for himself, no matter how big or small, for fear that the people in his palace would be neglected because he was a member of the Heavenly Clan, even if he was later rescued back to Kunlun Ruins, he would still think of this person who made him hate so much that he couldn't sleep.
It wasn't until Fang Cai's words that Ling Yu understood, maybe it was hate, maybe it was some other feelings, although he also loved his master and brother, but his feelings for this person were different from this kind of love, but this kind of forbidden love should not exist, maybe there were hints in the place where they first met, and both parties were already deep in the mud and couldn't extricate themselves.
I heard the third senior brother say that the flower name of that place is called the other side of the flower, also known as Manzhu Shahua, although the name is beautiful, but the leaves can not be seen when the flowers bloom, there are leaves can not see the flowers, the flowers and leaves do not see each other, and they cherish each other. Therefore, there is a saying that "flowers on the other side, bloom on the other side, only see flowers, do not see leaves, and life is wrong". In spring, the bulbs grow leaves, in the autumn they stand up and bloom, and in the winter the stems slowly fade away, with the sadness that they will never meet.
Legend has it that it was a flower that voluntarily threw itself into hell, and was sent back by the demons, but it still wandered on the road to Huangquan, and the demons couldn't bear it, so they agreed to open it on this road, giving a guide and comfort to the souls who left the human world. It is generally believed to be a flower that only blooms on the banks of the Santu River in the underworld and on the other side of the Lethe River. Floral legends have magical powers that evoke memories of the deceased. It is known as the "Fire Road" because of its red fire, and it is also the only scenery and color on the Yellow Spring Road. When the soul passes through the Lethe, it forgets all the things in its life, and everything that was once left on the other side, and the deceased steps to the underworld under the guidance of this flower.
This flower is really beautiful, incomparably beautiful and poisonous, it seems to be alive. But it's very bleak, and it feels very similar to an epiphany, a flower that has never been blessed. Just as certain feelings are not blessed, although they are also beautiful.
The flowers on the other side are too beautiful, with the charm of the remnant sun like blood, and the pure beauty of white as snow, but after seeing it, there is an inexplicable sadness in my heart, I feel that it is very similar to the poppy, and I have suffered too many unfair accusations and lacked too many sincere blessings.
The two may be in response to the legend of this flower, they will never be blessed, and this relationship will never see the light.
Ling Yu's fists tightened, and he gritted his teeth and entered the main hall.
Qing Cang, who hadn't seen Ling Yu for a long time, was overjoyed, and hurriedly stepped forward to hold his hand, for fear that he would accidentally disappear again.
Feeling Qing Cang's excitement, Ling Yu pursed his lips, pulled out his hand stiffly, trying not to look at someone's disappointed eyes, and saluted Mo Yuan: "Master, please allow Disciple Rong to talk to Yijun alone." ”
Mo Yuan nodded, and Ling Yu took the lead in walking out of the main hall, and Qing Cang immediately followed.
Looking at the backs of the two leaving, Bai Yue sighed deeply, and Mo Yuan comforted: "No matter what Ling Yu decides, we can only support and trust. ”