"The only thing I regret in this life is that on that night a thousand years ago, I teamed up with Voyeur to act in a play, and I successfully gained Jingjing's trust and came to Jingjing's side. I don't want to explain that anymore, because I did deceive Jingjing. ”

"The only thing I feel guilty about in this life is to expose Jingjing's feelings for might. This is because of my selfishness, but it made Jingjing and Weiwu torture each other and almost missed. Please forgive me for my selfishness and please remember my advice again: don't trust anyone but yourself! ”

"After I left, the heavy responsibility of suppressing the peony fell on Lobsang Gyatso, the reincarnation of Pekki. In the early years of the reincarnation of Fahai, he encountered the thousand-year-old snake demon Bai Suzhen, and it was suppressed under the Leifeng Pagoda after a shocking war. Although Fahai won this battle, it consumed too much mana, which affected future generations. Later, the reincarnated Atisha had to go to the Western Regions, an immortal land, to practice diligently. However, until Lobsang Gyatso's lifetime, his mana had not yet reached the peak of Peeji. ”

"I fought the peony fiercely, and although I repelled it, I did not fatally injure it. The power of the peony is so strong, to my surprise, Lobsang Gyatso is probably not his opponent. Now I will grant my Zhongnanshan Town Teaching Formation Seven Star Nail Soul Array to Jingjing, and when necessary, I will also ask Jingjing to help. ”

"I will do my best to disappoint Jingjing. But Jingjing must keep her oath to Weiwu and me and live well, otherwise all my efforts with Weiwu will be in vain. ”

"At first sight, goodbye is love, thousands of years together, no regrets. I just couldn't bear to see it, I wet my clothes and messed up. How can I get it, the soul is broken, and there are thousands of sorrows. Jingjing, the thousand-year-old fate between you and me has come to an end today, and we will say goodbye. Wu Wei said with a helpless smile, staring at me for a long time, his figure gradually dimmed, and slowly faded away.

I listened to Wuwei's words, and I had a lot of things in my heart to ask him, but I found that I couldn't make a sound at all, and I could only watch Wuwei get farther and farther away from me until he disappeared. Then, no one or anything appeared in my dreams until dawn when I woke up naturally.

I rubbed my swollen head and sat up slowly from the bed, everything in the room was the same, my clothes were stained with tears, and my nine-section purple bamboo flute was still tightly clutched in my hands. Was everything that happened before really just a dream?

I hope everything is a nightmare, and the dream will disappear when you wake up. However, I could no longer feel the breath of might, he really left me. What about inaction? I immediately contacted Wu Wei in the beeswax hand through my mind, but there was no response.

I had a bad premonition in my heart, and I desperately called for inaction, but there was still no response. Wuwei really left with his might. Everything Wu Wei said to me last night was clearly reproduced in my mind, including the Zhenshan Secret Array Seven Star Nail Soul Array of the Zhongnan Mountain Tower. It seems that everything last night was not a dream, but it all happened.

I have mixed feelings in my heart, and I can't tell how uncomfortable I feel. Although I was indeed angry at inaction, I still had a thousand-year-old friendship with him, and his sudden departure, especially after I had lost my might, made me doubly disappointed. Even he left me, and I never had any relatives by my side.

But I should be happy for Wu Wei, who has practiced for thousands of years, and now he has finally attained the Tao and reached the state of Great Perfection, and he has soared away from the day. However, there is still a faint uneasiness in my heart, why do you not give me all kinds of explanations, as if you are dying?

At first sight, goodbye is love, thousands of years together, no regrets. I just couldn't bear to see it, I wet my clothes and messed up. How can I get it, the soul is broken, and there are thousands of sorrows. This is Momoko's adaptation of an original poem by her friend Riko, thank you Pear here. Can you guess what kind of feelings Wuwei has for Jingjing? Do you believe that inaction is really rising in the day? ***

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