The anger was stronger than a burst, Mo Zili stared coldly at her without saying a word, she kept kneeling quietly in the wind, and never said a word, did not call Master, and did not mean to defend herself.

Perhaps it was because of her silence that she angered Mo Zili even more.

The night was dark and starless, and the red moon hanging alone in mid-air became more and more enchanting, and the night wind swept wildly, causing the mountain trees to tremble, making the sound of fine leaves shaking, making the night even colder.

Gong Qianzhu kept her head down, her emaciated chin was suddenly pinched, she was shocked, she couldn't help but tremble, she was forced to look up at him, and sure enough, she saw the coldness in his eyes, and her heart was even more sad, "Master......"

Hearing her call Master, Mozi's eyes flashed, and the anger in his chest dissipated a lot for no reason, he let go of her chin and said coldly: "Follow me back to Jiuge to receive the punishment." ”

As he spoke, he turned around to leave, Gong Qianzhu knelt in the wind for a long time, and suddenly reacted, quickly got up and chased after him, grabbed his sleeve, and asked in a panic: "Master, how can your cultivation be so weak?"

She didn't notice anything abnormal at first, but the master would be covered in blood after a fight with someone, until the moment he pinched her chin, she immediately realized that the cultivation in his body was much weaker than before, could it be that the injury suffered by the master in the last fight with Chu Zhencheng was not healed, but it was seriously like this?

Mozi froze and pulled the sleeve out of her hand without saying a word.

Gong Qianzhu was immediately anxious, she did something wrong, it didn't matter how she scolded her and punished her, but the master couldn't have anything, and she wouldn't let him have anything, "Master, let me heal you, okay?" Just give me half an hour, and then I will obediently go back with you to confess." ”

Mozi didn't say anything, just looked at her quietly. There are too many things she wants to protect, she wants to protect the people around her, but she doesn't want to hurt other people, but the world has the law of both worlds, and in the end, she hurts the most and deepest.

Gong Qianzhu was anxious, "Master, I beg you, it's okay to be angry with me no matter what, don't use your body to put your anger, let me heal you, okay?"

"No need. Mozi turned his back away.

He was distracted, and suddenly someone pointed at a few points on his body, and he couldn't move suddenly, he suddenly raised his eyes to look at her, "What are you doing?"

"I'm sorry, Master. She whispered, reaching out to his left hand hanging by his side, lightly interlocking with his ten fingers, the internal force in his body penetrated into his body from the palm of his hand, the night wind had stopped, but the clothes of the two danced without wind under the action of internal force, and a faint white halo spread out around the body, as if neither of them belonged to this time and space.

Mozi looked away, broke through the sealed acupoint, and waved her away, "I said I didn't need to!"

She is always like this, gentle and merciful to everyone equally, let me ask, if it is not him who is standing in front of her now but just a stranger, is she also willing to sacrifice her cultivation for that person?

A burst of intense blue light flashed in front of him, the wind swept violently, and a huge bombing sound exploded in his ears, the mountain peak below them was blown away entirely, and gravel and gravel flew all over the sky, Gong Qianzhu was forced to retreat by Mozili, looking at him in disbelief, not understanding why he was suddenly so angry.

At the same time, Sima Changyuan and Mrs. Zhifan both noticed the movement near Diancang Mountain, and with a slight smile on their lips, they closed their eyes again as if they were strategizing.

Mo Zili forcibly broke through the acupoint, and collapsed all over his body, his own cultivation and the internal force infused by Gong Qianzhu just now were scurrying in his body, his immortal power was unstable, and his face became more and more pale.

"Master?" Gong Qianzhu was shocked, rushed up and hugged him, Mozi was already weak, and he could no longer stay in the air after being hit by her, and fell to the top of the cloud with her, falling down.

The two of them clasped their hands tightly in the fall, and their whole bodies were full of light, almost covering the figures of the two under the strong light, like a ball of fire falling off a cliff, Gong Qianzhu insisted on giving him all his cultivation, Mo Zili got so much internal force at once, and the new and old injuries on his body were urged out together, and the abdomen was bleeding again, and he hit an abrupt mountain rock on the way down, and he subconsciously protected Gong Qianzhu in his arms before he fell unconscious.

Gong Qianzhu was in mourning, and he no longer had the strength to fly up with him, so he could only let the two of them fall down together, the strong light on his body flashed twice, and finally returned to calm, in the dark night of the mountains and ravines, it was almost impossible to see that two people were falling in the cliff, and they were slowly completely engulfed by the darkness.

No one thought that under this cliff was a river with a relatively rapid current, the two fell into the water and were sent to the river bank by the turbulence, Mozili had already fallen unconscious, half of his body was immersed in the river water, Gong Qianzhu gave him a body of cultivation, his body was extremely weak, and he soon leaned on him and fainted.

The night was getting colder and colder, and the night sky began to drift down a little bit of white, and this night, there was actually a fine snow in the mountains.

The fine snow fell on Mo Zili's eyelashes and covered it with a thin layer, and then fell on Gong Qianzhu's long hair to form a string of tiny ice flowers, which was thrillingly beautiful, and the snow kept falling, as if to bury the two of them in the wind and snow, and they kept sleeping, and no one should wake up first.

The rushing river tinkled and flowed, and the long hair of the two men was submerged in the water, slowly intertwined, and became tighter and tighter, until they could no longer be separated.

(Gu Yuehan: End)