The night in Wudu is always quiet, as if there are no people living here.

The starry sky was bright, the moon was hanging high, and the plain silver light was leaked.

Lian Wuxin stood on the branch of the ancient tree, staring at the starry night sky, a pair of bright eyes, as if they could penetrate the night sky, through the night sky, looking at another world above the nine heavens.

On that day, she was blocked by her beloved master and forced her to hand over the Heavenly Daolu.

The master's usual benevolent eyebrows and kind eyes collapsed at that moment, and the well-maintained face was crawling with hideousness distorted by greed, and the seemingly soft eyes on weekdays were full of murderous intent.

What she hates the most about practicing unintentionally is being coerced, if the master calmly asks her for it, she will definitely not hide her selfishness, and will definitely offer it with both hands.

But her beloved master actually took out the treasure of the Innocent Palace to coerce her and force her to hand over the Heavenly Daolu.

She is not a fool, even the master didn't care about her identity to rob the Heavenly Daolu, proving that the Heavenly Daolu is definitely not trivial, she would never be naïve to think that if she handed over the Tiandaolu, the master would spare her life.

Therefore, she chose to resist, and destroyed the Heavenly Dao Lu with her own hands, and used the Heavenly Dao secret technique she had just learned to protect her most important wisp of soul consciousness and escape into the human world.

Someday, one day, she will return to the Heavenly Realm to end their immortal journey with the Heavenly Dao Record they have always dreamed of, and let them also taste the pain of the extinction of their souls.

"What are you thinking?" I don't know when, Qingxi actually appeared beside her, following her gaze, looking up at the star field.

Lian Wuxin stretched out his hand, pointed to the brilliant starry sky, and said, "There, right there, my enemies live behind this starry sky." ”

Qingxi's good-looking brows furrowed, under the moonlight, the peerless elegance between his eyebrows seemed to be condensed with a thin layer of frost, he still remembered that when he first met her, her soul was very weak, so weak that it was like a gust of wind that could blow her away, what happened to her? Why was the immortal body broken, and only a wisp of remnant soul remained? If she hadn't learned the secret art of the Heavenly Dao, wouldn't she have disappeared between heaven and earth?

He stretched out his hand to touch his left chest, and his heart, which had always been steady, was tingling, an indescribable feeling of suffocation.

"One day, we will go back, and I will give you and let them taste the pain you have suffered ten times, a hundred times." Qingxi held her slightly cool palm, her voice was gentle, but there was a hint of domineering.

Lian Wuxin shook her head slightly, her eyes still stayed in the star field, as if she could really see the people she hated through this star field: "No, I want to send them to hell with my own hands." ”

Qingxi nodded, the hand holding her palm tightened, and said softly, "Then let's be together." ”

I don't know if Lian Wuxin heard it, but the palm that was clenched by him trembled slightly, did not withdraw it, and did not respond.

She gradually began to understand that even if she had lived for thousands of years, had a firm heart as iron, and had a pure heart and few desires, at this time, she was in the world, with the most ordinary heart in the world, and like everyone in the world, her mind could change instantaneously with a single thought.

She is no longer the little fairy who was as innocent as snow and does not know the world, she now has the weakest heart of the most ordinary girl in the world, she has learned joys and sorrows, tasted the ups and downs, has expectations, and has concerns.

I also understand that gathering and dispersing is the most common and painful thing in the world.