Yan Bai lost, and he lost cleanly. Without staying too long, he left the place.

"Mo ...... Mo Daoyou, can I stay here and get a cryolite?" Someone was afraid that Mo Wunian would drive them away like Yan Bai, so he asked tentatively.

"Yes. Mo Wunian replied to them lightly, he needed cryolite, but he didn't need too much, two or three pieces were enough.

When they heard him, they smiled and saluted him respectfully.

Speaking of which, this is a scene that everyone is happy to see, except for one person - the first moon.

Yan Bai lost, it seemed to be even more uncomfortable than her losing, and her originally delicate face was full of anger and looked hideous.

Again, a person's eyes can kill...... Then her eyes flashed with hatred, which was enough for Mo Wunian to die several times!

But unfortunately, this is obviously impossible, he was standing opposite her, only a few dozen steps away from her, and she could see his indifferent appearance clearly, and the hatred became stronger and stronger.

Suddenly, she felt a sense of powerlessness...... Dozens of paces away, but it was as far away as a sea, and she couldn't even see his back.

Yan Bai can't do anything with him!

What about her? What can she do with him? The mayfly still shakes the tree, and the firefly dares to compete with the bright moon...... What else does she have besides this fair skin?

Her father had become more and more estranged from her, and she was homeless. She felt that her life was ruined, ruined by a marriage contract, and ruined by Mo Wunian's indifference.

She couldn't sob, without a sound, but she cried more than the harshest scolding she had received from her father in the past.

Everyone's eyes fell back to the river, she was like a beautiful flower on the side of the road that was about to wither, in need of care, but it was inconspicuous and unnoticed.

"Skin...... What's the use of what I want it to do......" She cried like her father had been kind to her in the past, and she cried more and more sadly.

"Skin......" she muttered to herself, repeating the word over and over again.

It's like a person who has fallen into the water and tries to grasp a rotten log, even if it is about to decay and eventually sink, but even if it is still floating and can make people live for a few more moments, people will try to hold on to it......

And now she grabbed such a log.

The tears in her eyes dried, and the look in them became more terrifying and restrained than ever.

It's easy to hate someone, but it's also easy to magnify that hatred infinitely, in infinite hatred...... Man will be born again, but it can also be destruction, eternal destruction.

So she was reborn in hatred.

And the reason for hating is very simple......

She felt that her father no longer regarded her as the only one, that the root cause of everything was caused by thoughtlessness, and that she wanted to make him irreversible, which was worse than death! For this, she could give everything.

But does she know that she...... It's just one of his father's many, and the least valued, dispensable.

These...... She may or may not know, but maybe for her, there should always be a goal in life, and this goal can be to hate an irrelevant person for a lifetime for an irrelevant reason!

Maybe in the world, all things are born and flexible.

......

Everyone stared into the river, refusing to look away even if their eyes were numb and dry. But there is only one person who cares the least, and that is Murong Xiu.

As if she had come here to see the scenery, her gaze wandered aimlessly, and when she saw the moon, her gaze stopped.

She has seen through the sophistication of human feelings, and she also understands human nature best, and when she sees the gray dead silence flashing in the eyes of the string moon, she knows what that means, it is the ultimate hatred.

Looking at the direction that Xianyue was looking in Mo Wunian, Murong Xiu seemed to have thought of something, and said in a cold voice: "I feel more and more that what you told me is polite now, and after this time, we will part ways." ”。

Thinking of Wu Mu's eyes when she looked at Mo Wunian before, she obviously thought of elsewhere, feeling that he was really a person who was messing around with flowers and grass.

Immediately, she herself felt strange, her heart had always been greedy for cultivation, how could she not think about such meaningless things for no reason.

"I haven't said anything polite, you really look like her. Mo Wunian didn't understand, she would say such a sentence for no reason.

"What the woman explains, she can't be wrong when she looks at you. ”

"She?"

Following her gaze, he looked towards the moon.

Xianyue was also looking at him, and the eyes of the two were together, and in her eyes, what he saw was a dead ash, and he could see that she hated him even more.

But he still can't understand why she hates herself for two people who have nothing to do with each other - is it the marriage contract? Maybe it matters, but it's too far-fetched.

Thinking about it, he told Murong Xiu everything about the month of the moon.

Murong Xiu listened, but he was thoughtful, and then asked Mo Wunian and Xianyue some details of the battle in the Spirit Realm, down to each of their conversations.

Although Mo Wunian doesn't like to use his brain, as long as he thinks about it, he still thinks about it.

"This girl...... Have a father-lover complex?" In the end, with her cold temperament and a bit of weirdness in her voice, she came up with a seemingly whimsical and most unlikely answer.

She deduced in her mind that there were several possibilities that the String Moon would hate Mo Wunian, but only this one was in line with all of String Moon's current performances.

"Perhaps. Mo Wunian replied to her lightly, and didn't take it to heart, he just wondered how Murong Xiu could deduce such boring things.

He felt the need to think about it, but no matter what he thought, he couldn't figure it out.

After Murong Xiu figured out this, her mood was much more relaxed than before, but as for the matter of Xianyue's "father-lover complex", she didn't take it to heart.

The water in the long river became more and more violently tumbling and turbid, and finally took on the color of magma and had a corresponding temperature.

The difference between a spiritless thing and a spirited thing is that even the coldest snake in a spirit has its own temperature, and when the river water also has its own temperature, then it will also have its own life.

Everyone knows that the river is about to begin to shape.

Crystal clear, diamond-shaped stones began to emerge in the river, which was cryolite.

But they will soon be thrown out by the boiling water, so at first everyone will stare at the numb, and they will not take their eyes off it, also for fear that they will slip away.

"Ahh

But at this time, there was a terrible cry from the river.

And a man with a naked upper body, his hair and eyebrows devoured by the hot river water, jumped out of it.

"Senior sister, I'm ...... I got it for you...... Cryolite! look!" He was covered in burns, but from his hoarse voice, he could vaguely tell that he was Di Qinglian.

In fact, he didn't have to use such the most embarrassing method to get cryolite, but he couldn't think of other methods for a while, and he didn't even reach the realm where he could fly in the sky and easily fish out cryolite from the river.

Therefore, he can only use this most embarrassing method.

Then, he wiped the cryolite off his hand with the cleanest piece of clothing on his body, and carefully presented him to her.

He wanted to see her smile because she looked good when she smiled.

......

The others took out the cryolites from the river one after another, and put their eyes back on the side of Xianyue, and even Mo Wunian and Murong Xiu looked at it with interest.

Di Qinglian held the cryolite in her hand, looking at the lovely person in front of her, and her heart was uneasy.

"Oh, I see. She picked up the cryolite, sneered, and threw it back into the boiling water!

She was alive again, and naturally she didn't need this thing anymore! Her heart was cold, and she didn't need anyone to be kind to her, it made her feel like charity!

This is something that no one expected, they think that Di Qinglian took out cryolite from the boiling river water for her, and served her like this, which shows how much they love her...... Even if she is hard-hearted, she should say something to him.

But in fact, she is now hard-hearted, and her mind is cold.

But everyone couldn't comfort Di Qinglian for anything, and when it came to feelings, they could only sigh for him.

After that, people began to leave the area one after another.

......

Xianyue had already left here, only Di Qinglian Mu Ne sat in place, as if he had lost all his spirit, after a long time, he stood up again and looked at the river with perseverance in his eyes, a pair of young eyes, still black and white.

Mo Wunian was not unkind, he knew what he was thinking, so he scooped up a piece of cryolite for him and put it in front of him.

But Di Qinglian didn't look at it, and jumped into the river again, he wanted to find the piece that Senior Sister Xianyue had lost......

"I don't think it's worth it for someone like that. Murong Xiu looked at Mo Wunian and said.

She felt that if it was her, Di Qinglian would do this for her, although she would not have any feelings for him, but she would also thank him.

"If you're not in it, you won't understand. Mo Wunian replied to her lightly.

"I want to try. Murong Xiu said to him as if without thinking.

"I don't want to. If you're her, I can try it with you. ”

"I don't like to hear your polite words. ”

Mo Wunian had seriousness in her eyes, she looked at him with seriousness in her eyes.

She rarely has emotional swings, or she herself feels like she is emotionless, but it is a wonderful feeling to say "I want to try" to him.

It is even more subtle than the many mysteries of cultivation that she has realized in the past two hundred years.