The sun has gradually risen above the horizon, the snow-covered earth is covered with a faint layer of brilliant gold, and everything has just awakened at dawn. Last night, it snowed heavily all night, and the hundreds of disciples kneeling in front of the Yuehua Hall were covered with thick snow, and many of them had already passed out on their knees, almost freezing into icemen, and their bodies were so stiff that they couldn't even tremble.

An Siyi passed through the crowd, looked at the disciples who knelt here all night, and sighed silently in her heart, what ability does that little girl have to make so many people willing to go to the soup for her, but unfortunately, I'm afraid she won't know.

He walked straight into the hall, only to see Mo Zili standing quietly by the window, his long hair untied, hanging down in front of him and behind him at will, the morning light shining in from the window sprinkled on him, plated with a layer of fine golden light, he looked out indifferently, there was no wave in his eyes, only his lips were slightly pale.

An Siyi walked over, "There are so many disciples kneeling outside, aren't you going to give them an explanation?"

"Let them go. Mozili said indifferently, without even looking back, still looking out the window.

An Siyi sighed, "She healed the wounds on your body, right?

Mozili looked back at him quietly, "If you want to come and intercede for her, then go out." ”

"She is now in disrepair and in disrepair, if she really wants to be punished heavily, I'm afraid she won't be able to survive. An Siwei ignored his words and said to himself.

"Are you worried about her?" Mozi looked at him fixedly, "I thought you would wish she was thrown off Zhuxiantai." ”

An Siyi was silent for a while, when he first knew about the existence of Gong Qianzhu, he really wanted her to die quickly, she snatched Wu'er's position and occupied everything that Wu'er should have, but after so many years, as she slowly grew up in the eyes of each of them, he didn't know when he had untied the original knot in his heart, and no longer deliberately made things difficult and teased her with hatred, the fine sand of the years passed between his fingers, they were all incomplete, only she was still as clean as ever, like the brightest sunshine in summer.

He suddenly understood that maybe there was really such a special person in this world, so clean that she was not stained with dust, as long as she was there, the whole world seemed to be warm and beautiful.

Maybe it's because everyone understands this that they will hurt her unscrupulously, because no matter how much she is hurt, she will smile and forgive her when she is pure and has no desires.

So they ignore this, no one is obliged to tolerate the harm they give, no matter how clean the crystal is, the more times it is hurt, it will become scarred, and no matter how warm the person, the more it hurts, the heart will slowly become colder.

It is precisely because they ignore this point that they think that no matter how unscrupulous they hurt, as long as they are forgiven by that person in the end, they can go back to the beginning, but fate will eventually tell them that these are just wishful thinking.

So many, many years later, An Siyi often thinks that if anyone had given her even a little warmth at the beginning, maybe all the tragedies in the future would not have happened, and if God had been more merciful to her, she would not have been forced to the point of no return, and the child who was as clean and pure as crystal at the beginning would have been forced to look like a man but not a demon.

I don't know how long it took, the huge bell in the distance was ringed, and the bell resounded throughout the Nine Songs, and the disciples kneeling outside the temple gate turned white, and they still couldn't save anything after all.

The door of the Yuehua Hall opened from the inside, and the impermanent Mozili walked out, and all the disciples knelt on the ground and pleaded bitterly, and the plea sounded.

Mozi didn't move, his sleeves flicked, and he walked indifferently towards the Wanhe Palace, leaving everyone kneeling on the ground with a depressed face.

An Siyi stood at the door of the hall and watched him leave, his figure slowly disappeared between the blue sea and clouds in the distance, and sighed abruptly, if he really had such indifference on the surface, he would not have been haggard like that overnight.

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The huge Wanhe Hall is now full of people again, the disciples on the Jiuge Main Mountain and the scattered islands are almost all here, except for the Fire Feng Yunluo who is still thinking about the cliff wall, and the one who is sitting on the guest seat with a serious face holding the jade is the immortal official sent by the Heavenly Monarch to supervise the trial, and the four elders of gold, wood, fire, and earth are also here, and the hall that can accommodate thousands of people is crowded, some people are worried and some are worried, and what is out of place is Yan Ruyu's smug smile.

She took Xu Ning'er's hand and gloated: "That dead girl is dead this time, Ning'er, we can finally get rid of the hatred in our hearts." ”

Xu Ning'er quietly withdrew her hand and distanced herself from her.

Yan Ruyu was a little surprised, in the past few months, she had already found that Xu Ning'er didn't seem to hate Gong Qianzhu very much, and when someone said bad things about Gong Qianzhu, she would only walk away quietly, never adding the root of chewing her tongue.

Her heart slowly sank, could it be that even Xu Ning'er was pulled over by that girl? But how could this be possible, she and Xu Ning'er were friends who grew up together, how could Ning'er be alienated from her for the sake of a palace Qianzhu?

Thinking like this, my heart slowly relaxed.

Instead of sitting at the same table with the other four elders, Elder Traceless randomly found a corner and pulled Leng Relic Xiu, who was full of anxiety, over.

Leng Zhixiu was a little anxious, "Master, why haven't the head and the bamboo stick arrived, will there be any changes?"

Wuxian glanced at him, "What did you promise to be a teacher before you came?" Don't be impatient, I only promised you to come and see, but I didn't say that I agreed to rob you on the spot." ”

"The disciple understands. Leng Zhixiu could only rely on the traceless, but he thought in his heart that if the head of the family really wanted the life of the bamboo stick, he would desperately save her.

Without a trace, he didn't know what he was thinking, and glanced at him lightly. Compared to other people's worries, he felt that Mo Zili would not do anything to Gong Qianzhu, he was like that, with a hard mouth and a soft heart, a cold face and a hot heart, if he really succeeded in Gong Qianzhu, he would have handed over her body to Tianjun a long time ago, and how could he go to such great lengths to bring her back to Wanhe for trial, this is obviously to go through the motions to block the mouths of the people, as for what Mo Zili really wants to do, he should be able to know it immediately.