Xie Yuci smiled bitterly.

Zhuo Qingtan was originally the purest and most benevolent innate yin qi and the essence of the yin in the two rituals, and was the holy spirit second only to the sun and candle in the heavens of the universe.

- She herself is the most perfect goodness and purity in heaven and earth.

And what about him?

But it was born from the fierce and evil qi of heaven and earth and the Hongmeng purple qi that was enough to destroy the world and reshape the Three Realms.

He was born a ferocious, and she was born a god.

He was accustomed to seeing all kinds of "evil" to him in this world, but in her eyes there was only the "light" of the Three Realms.

How can a person like Zhuo Qingtan, who is pure, pure, good, and beautiful, believe that the evil in this world may be more than good?

One thought of life, one thought of death, one thought of heaven, one thought of purgatory.

The mind of a mortal is always fickle, even more uncertain than the seasons.

Xie Yu looked at her fixedly, and suddenly said: "Zhuo Qingtan, then do you know that in fact, the world's favorite drama is not the reunion of lovers breaking the mirror, not the talented and beautiful woman under the moon, nor the general's return from a hundred battles, but the fall of the gods in the clouds." ”

The late autumn evening in Yanzhou was strong and hard, blowing away a few strands of long hair in front of Zhuo Qingtan's forehead.

She turned her head to the side, her eyebrows and eyes flowed, and she slowly fixed on Xie Yuci's rare and serious handsome face at this time.

But he never said a word.

His gaze did not avoid her in the slightest, and he continued lightly:

"Do you know that those who were born into sin, they used to kneel day after day under the white altar, and they were in a state of sorrow, but they begged the gods to take care of them.

They look up at the divine light, so close and so far away, it seems that they can reach it, but they can only look at it for the rest of their lives.

If one day, the noble man who was once unattainable fell into the dust and was contaminated with wind and snow, and he would sink into the abyss like the moon of nine days.

She will be dragged to the altar by the world, the world, the six vains and the eight sufferings. The cold and noble are no more, muddy and dirty.

And those who once looked up to and prayed to her would never stretch out their hands to her in the abyss, let alone pull her back to the top of the sky.

- They will only be like a swarming leech, sucking the last of her blood and bones, leaving her to be crushed into a puddle of mud and dust. ”

Zhuo Qingtan looked at him coldly and said softly: "Xie Yuci, what do you want to express?" ”

Xie Yuci smiled.

"Zhuo Qingtan, I want to tell you - those who have compassion for the suffering of sentient beings will eventually die at the hands of sentient beings.

All beings worship God and hate God, but they worship God but also want to replace God. I don't think you don't understand the evil thoughts of mortals in your heart.

Outside the secret realm of Wind Valley that day, when you were reproached by the hundred schools of Xianmen, like a broken old jade falling into a quagmire, why are there only three of your fellow disciples who stand by your side and are willing to defend you, believe in you, and raise their swords to protect you? ”

Zhuo Qingtan paused slightly when she heard this, she suddenly smiled lightly and turned her head away.

"Sure enough, you were there that day."

Xie Yu paused, he immediately smiled, he didn't deny it, just nodded lightly.

"Yes, I was there that day, and I watched an unusually good show.

The leader and model of the younger generation of the hundred schools of immortal sects, Zhuo Xianchang, who only saved people and helped the world, fell to the altar outside Sufeng Valley that day. Directed by the sword of the ants who once dared not speak loudly in front of you, shouting and being imprisoned in the cold pool water prison.

If I hadn't found it the next day, at this moment, I would have thought that you were still in the lock cylinder of the Jinge, would this be the 'benevolence' and 'Tao' of your penance in this life? ”

Zhuo Qingtan "hissed" softly.

She turned her head to look at him with a smile, and said lightly: "Xie Yuci, I can see that you are really stupid." All these misunderstandings are obviously caused by you, isn't it, and what does it have to do with the hundred schools of Xianmen? ”

Xie Yuci shrugged his shoulders slightly, and he said lightly:

"It's true that I caused this, but you've never done a wrong thing in your life. Why, then, would they not believe you?

If they believe in you, even if my existence is doubtful, what does it matter to you, why should they doubt you? ”

Zhuo Qingtan shook his head slightly.

"Mortal things have their own twists and turns, and everything is not black and white. They were suspicious of me for this matter, and there was a reason for it.

One. The two secret realm enchantments have been broken, and they are indeed inseparable from me. Second, I have no basis for what you deceive me, and since there is no evidence, I can't completely clear my suspicion. ”

"Tsk!"

Xie Yuci let out a disgruntled sound when he heard this.

At this time, they had already entered the Moon Temple, which was brightly lit, and there were countless believers, all of whom were religious.

Xie Yuci's eyes reflected the bright candle flame in the hall at this time, which looked very bright.

He looked at her, raised his eyebrows, and said, "That's true, it's really hurtful." Who's scheming you?

Xie really knows the whereabouts of those missing disciples of your Immortal Sect, why do you always think I'm lying to you? ”

Zhuo Qingtan casually picked up a few incense candles on the altar in front of the hall for visitors to worship God.

When she heard this, she just nodded slightly, and said with a faint expression:

"Well, Gongzi Xie naturally knows the whereabouts of the missing Xianmen disciples, and he is spending the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain."

She called back Xie Yuci "Xie Gongzi" again, and said this kind of counter-words, which can be seen that she remembered that the whereabouts of the Xianmen disciples are still unknown, and she was really a little annoyed by Xie Yuci.

Xie Yuci touched his chin, but there was no trace of emptiness on his face.

He snorted again, and said unhurriedly: "Hey, Zhuo Qingtan, what are you doing?" Why are you still annoyed when you talk about it? ”

Zhuo Qingtan shook his head lightly: "I'm not annoyed." ”

"You're annoyed." Xie Yuci said with a smile.

Zhuo Qingtan was silent for a moment, and suddenly smiled lightly.

Then, she turned her head to look at him, and said, "Yes, I'm really annoyed. ”

"Huh?"

This time it was Xie Yuci's turn to be stunned.

He really didn't expect that a person with an introverted temperament like Zhuo Qingtan would admit that he was annoyed so calmly.

So the dumb man was replaced by him.

"Thank you, if you have anything to me."

She was slightly speechless at this point, as if she didn't know how to phrase it properly, and it was a few moments before she picked up what she had said.

Zhuo Qingtan looked at Xie Yuci's handsome face flickering under the candlelight, and continued softly:

"If you have any grievances against me, come to me alone. Please tell us the whereabouts of those disciples as soon as possible.

Their fellow disciples and brothers were very worried about them, and waited for them to return home safely every day. ”

As the saying goes, the city wall looks at the first snow, and the lamp looks at the beauty. Thin under the red face lamp, the shadow in front of the palace is long.

The soft light of the bright yellow candle flame in the hall quietly reflected on Zhuo Qingtan's flawless face, as if she had crossed a layer of very amorous and warm divine light.

Xie Yuci looked distracted for a while.

After a moment, he suddenly turned his head away, and then cleared his throat, his tone uncertain.

"I said before, Zhuo Qingtan, if you behave well, I will tell you the whereabouts of those missing disciples. Why should you worry all day long about getting seriously ill? ”

Zhuo Qingtan's eyebrows moved slightly when he heard this, and then said lightly:

"What? Thank you, why am I sick, you won't forget it so quickly, right?

Is this to blame on me and those missing Immortal Sect disciples? This seems a bit unreasonable. ”