Mo Ze also found a quiet place to practice his sword as usual and feel his way.

"Have you heard? Recently, that Nie Shengxing in that Eternal Immortal Domain has an An family that is going to marry the Gongsun family of the Southern Ancient Immortal Domain!"

"What? Isn't that a medium-sized family in the Eternal Immortal Realm? How could it be a marriage from an Immortal King family further south?"

"If it's just a medium-sized family, the Gongsun Wang family wouldn't look down on it, but I heard that the An family has a woman in the city, and the third son of the Gongsun Wang family has taken a fancy to others!"

"That made the status of the An family soar in the future. ”

"That's not it, who makes people's lives good. ”

"Which girl did the third son of the Gongsun Wang family fall in love with?"

"Her name is Angel, but I haven't heard of this woman. ”

"It is estimated that it was secretly cultivated by the family. ”

......

Mo Ze practiced swords as before, and when he heard Anqi, his whole body was depressed, especially when she was about to get married.

"Is she going to get married?" Mo Ze laughed self-deprecatingly, "That's right, who would take a fancy to me as a poor boy in the middle of nowhere."

Mo Ze put away his sword, sat alone on the cliff, and looked at the girl from the south, in the distance, are you okay?

Mo Ze felt that he had fallen into an abyss, the darkness was pressing down on him like a mountain, like the sea drowning him, he couldn't speak, he couldn't breathe, there was no kind of pain in the world that could compare with the pain he felt at the moment.

For more than a thousand years, he had been rushing for her, but now the news was devastating to him.

He began to wonder about his choice, was it really necessary for him?

When she sees her, will she still remember herself?

It's been more than a thousand years, and I'm afraid she already thinks she's dead. That's right, with his life expectancy at that time, Jin Dan was only a short 800 years.

This has become a demon in his heart, and if he doesn't get rid of it, he may not be able to make progress, let alone enter the tribulation.

His sword heart was accompanied by his sword, and now his heart was entangled with demons, and his sword heart was crumbling.

His sword is like his sword heart, and his sword is not as bright as before, not as sharp as before, not as vigorous as before, and now it is dead.

"Men don't flick when they have tears, let alone such a trivial matter, if their beloved follows others, it's not that they can't live. ”

This was what Mo Ze had in mind.

He thought about his innocence as a child, thinking about running around his father, asking for candy around his mother, and his face was rare like a smile, which was the only smile so happy in more than a thousand years, and his smile gave people the feeling of a spring breeze.

Only he knows.

A kind of shame, guilt. The mixture of heartache and loss hit Mo Ze like a tidal wave.

——

Eternal Immortal Realm Nie Shengxing

Angel sat in the small room, the window was small, a ray of sunlight slanted through the window, forced back by the dark vermilion tabletop, hovering between those black or gray huge poppies, the formation of the special air, that kind of mood, strange is not terrible, although not terrible but still not easy to get used to.

Standing outside the window is a huge ink landscape painting standing upside down, with a golden sand beach on the lower edge, and the blue of the sea and sky on the top, just like ink that has not yet dried, will pour down if you are not careful.

This is a sea-view garden, next to the garden is a big banyan tree, every leaf is green and blue, in the sunlight, the tree seems to be hanging countless flickering sapphires.

If Mo Ze must have known this, it was built according to his hometown, the harbor where he lived with her.

It took her a lot of time, and she used her own hands to build it, and that memory took the most important place in her brain.

——

Life is so absurd, and there is a habit of alcoholism, and how handsome he used to be has changed day by day.

Mo Ze lived by bounty, and as soon as he had a spirit stone, he went to the winery to buy wine, and bought all the wine for him, and not a single piece was left behind.

"Behold, this drunkard comes here every day to buy wine. ”

"Why don't you drink him to death. ”

"Hey, I guess my wife ran away with someone else. ”

"There is something hateful about the wretched. ”

......

"Pathetic?" Mo Ze fell to the ground drunk, like a drunkard who had been drinking all day drunk on the street.

Who would believe that the power of Hedao would be like this, I am afraid that he himself would not believe it, and the dignified generation of Hedao Tianjiao fell here.

"Baby, I'm wrong, shouldn't I be able to?" a man chases after a beautiful girl.

"Hmph, I said, if you don't give me that phoenix hairpin, I'll run away with someone else, believe it or not. The girl yelled at the man with disdain.

"But, but I don't have that much money! it's all my mother's life-saving money. Baby, don't leave me, okay," the man pleaded with a crying face.

"Poor ghost, how can I fall in love with a man like you. The girl finally couldn't take it anymore and kicked him and turned away.

He felt a shudder of pain all over his body, and he fell to the ground weakly, closing his eyes and letting the tears flow.

"Eh, another miserable man. ”

"I'll go, my wife ran so much today!"

"What day is it? Is it a single dog festival?"

"Haha, don't tease. ”

"But watching them go back to being single one by one, I feel confident again!"

Mo Ze got up from the ground drunk, limped over to the man and sat down.

Putting the wine in his hand next to him, he patted his face with his hand: "Drink?"

The man was stunned for a moment, and then sat there weakly, looking at Mo Ze, and then took a sip of wine with a wry smile: "It's so strong, it's good wine." ”

He handed the wine to Mo Ze and said with a smile, Mo Ze smiled and took the wine he handed over and took a sip of it.

"Frost and cold are frightened and lost, and some people are sympathetic. ”

"You were dumped by your wife too?" the man looked at Mo Ze in surprise, and then patted Mo Ze on the shoulder sympathetically.

"Lao Tie, a fellow believer. ”

Mo Ze looked at him suspiciously, not knowing what he meant, and then suddenly realized, and the two of them laughed loudly, causing the confusion of the people around them.

"These two are crazy, aren't they?"

"Haha, I was dumped by my wife, and the two went together. ”

"Yo yo yo, shouldn't you develop into a comrade!"

"Nonsense, it's obviously sympathy!"

When I met three or two confidants, I handed over the cup and changed the lamp, and I couldn't miss it. The person who drinks is miserable, his brows are tightly locked, and he is slurking, and if he drinks with a confidant, a happiness will spring up in the depths of his soul after a thousand glasses.

In this life, people will always encounter a song or a lyric that suddenly hits their innermost memories and emotions, lamenting that they have met a confidant, and at the same time being hit by the torrent of emotions.

The encounter between the two gave Mo Ze a new understanding of life, yes, joys and sorrows are always ruthless. A term of step forward, drip to dawn.

The two talked and talked about their past.

Speaking of childhood, it reminded Mo Ze of himself.

The memories of childhood are the simplest and truest, the deepest and longest, and the relationship between the two is like childhood playmates, innocent and easy to satisfy.

A flower, a new book, a poem of one's own... It can make people happy for a long time.

Ups and downs, joys and sorrows, Lao Yan flies apart, life and death farewell. The world is unpredictable, but people always have to go on, don't they? To live, for a better tomorrow, for the sake of the family, and for the sake of yourself.