Mo Zili sat among the guests, his cold eyes swept to the high altar, watching Gong Qianzhu swear to the sky, every word that came out of her mouth was imprinted into the demon altar of the ghost fire, he quietly raised the wine cup in his hand and drank it all.

Taking care of Gong Qianzhu's body, all the rituals were simple, the guests were drinking and having fun, and Gong Xuanyue sat down beside Gong Qianzhu and asked with concern: "Are you okay? Do you want to go back to the room to rest first?"

She smiled reluctantly, "I'm fine." ”

It's just that...... Most of the fire corridor just now was flying over with her in his arms, and it wasn't the two of them walking together, this ...... But it's unlucky.

Gong Xuanyue looked at her and frowned slightly, "Let's let someone send you back to the room first." ”

He waved his hand to summon Gong E, leaned over slightly and lifted the golden bead chain in front of her, wiped the corners of her forehead with his lips, and said softly: "Go back to the room to rest first, my sister will accompany you soon." ”

Gong Qianzhu was stunned and reached out to touch the forehead that had been kissed by him, nodded a little sluggishly, and quietly retreated with Gong E, who was leading the way.

Watching her figure gradually disappear, the temperature in Gong Xuanyue's eyes slowly faded, turned around, raised her eyes and looked coldly at Mo Zili, who was indifferently drinking among the thousands of people in the lake and sky.

Mozi only smiled faintly, and the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes.

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When night falls, the sky is full of bright stars, crystal like the sea, the huge bright moon rises on the roof cornice, and from time to time there are night black pieces startled, fluttering over the giant moon.

The water on the edge of the Pavilion Lake is sparkling, sparkling, the lake water reflects the starry moonlight, the air is full of the fragrance of magic flowers, the slightly humid night breeze blows on the lake surface, revealing the bleak coolness of the night.

There was a figure standing by the lake, the water was rippling, the corners of his light blue clothes were looming like seeing flowers in the fog, Mozi stood on the shore with his hands away, looking at the brightly lit Bangyue Palace across a large lake, and his eyebrows were so faint that he couldn't see his expression clearly.

"Mo Zili, why are you here today?"

The magic flower swayed in the night wind, Gu Yuexian stepped on the lake from the stone bridge, and landed steadily on the shore, his long sleeves flicked, the black light in his hand flashed, and a transparent dark long sword appeared in his hand, the sword light was dignified, and the cold was pressing.

Mo Zili glanced at him lightly, "I'm not interested in fighting you." ”

Gu Yuexian sneered: "Gong Xuanyue shouldn't have sent you an invitation, did Zi Chen give you his post?" Mo Zili, you took the trouble to come to the banquet, what do you want?"

Mozi remained motionless and silent.

Seeing that he didn't mean to make a move, Gu Yuexian inserted the Xuanjian back into the scabbard, and raised his eyebrows in some surprise when he looked at him silently. "Isn't it, you're here to rob people today?"

Mozi turned pale, "Naturally not." ”

"What is that for? I heard that the fairy world has been raising troops and preparing to attack demons recently, you are not watching from the fairy world, what are you doing in Qiandao Lake?" Gu Yuexian suddenly remembered something, hooked his lips and smiled, "What kind of climate can people from the human and underworld realms achieve, I think that the immortal world has joined forces with them, but it has also dragged itself back." ”

"It has nothing to do with you. Mozi was tired of arguing with him, turned and walked away. Gu Yuexian was still standing in place, although there were some things that he didn't understand, he still didn't catch up and ask clearly.

That's it, after all, it's also his apprentice, so it's okay to take a look.

I don't know how long I walked, I had unconsciously walked to the front of a Moon Pavilion, Mozili stopped, looked at the plaque of the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing, and couldn't tell what it was like in his heart.

He took out the invitation that was supposed to be sent to Zi Chen, and the two bright gold names on the bright red background were dazzling, and his fingers were pinched hard, and the knuckles were blue and white, and the post was directly destroyed into powder with internal force.

There was the cooing of the spirit dove in the night, and he took out the letter and read it, his expression remained unchanged, but his hands became cold, and he also shattered the letter, as if he had aged ten years in an instant, and closed his eyes in a dejected manner.

He still owes her one more time.

The Second Realm of Immortals and Demons has started a war.