Maple Yexue and her were silent, neither spoken, had nothing to say.

"Maybe Yanzi is indeed braver than you, she will do whatever she wants, even if she still doesn't get what she wants in the end, but at least she has gone to the soup and fire, and she has moved forward, not looking ahead. Maple Yexue criticized Bai Zijia ruthlessly, Shui Duyan's former willful and reckless behavior became an advantage in his eyes, and Bai Zijia's thinking became a disadvantage.

If people's attitudes change in an instant, then it must be when there is a conflict of interest, when people choose to benefit themselves, they feel that the other party is wrong.

"Maybe I'm too stingy to let go after all these years. But Master, I still haven't given up, and I'm still guarding this family that we once clinged to. Maple Yexue said affectionately, what kind of result does he hope to have? I hope Bai Zijia stays? However, this is a fantasy.

"If you are a god, I am a demon. Maple Yexue, do you think you can still say such a righteous and awe-inspiring statement?Do you think you can easily stay?" Bai Zijia made the gentlest rebuttal, no matter how willful Shui Duyan is, she is a person from the Demon Realm, but Bai Zijia is not.

In the case of maple snow. As far as the master and the family are concerned, Bai Zijia is hostile and a god.

"If it weren't for the easing of the relationship between the two worlds of gods and demons now, wouldn't you and I even have the opportunity to sit here and chat?" Maple Yexue said bluntly again, his eyes were heavy, looking at Bai Zijia's firm and seemingly indifferent eyes.

"Yes. Bai Zijia admitted.

Guilt and melancholy filled their hearts, and no one but themselves would know the meaning of their master's existence. Those independent individuals, because of the same thoughts or feelings, gather together from all over the world, what kind of affection is this?

The midsummer evening breeze blows, the sun sets, and the twilight piles up melancholy and heaviness, forcing the night down.

On the other side, Gu Moyun and Shui Duyan only walked out three kilometers. They stopped at a lake, and when Shui Duyan came out, he brought a jug of wine, and now he sat on the shore and began to drink.

Gu Moyun sat beside her, his heart was extremely calm, and for the first time, he felt that he wanted to take the initiative to communicate with others. But how did Bai Zijia know someone as indifferent as Shui Duyan? He couldn't help but be curious.

"In your eyes, are gods and demons incompatible?" Gu Moyun asked an inappropriate question as soon as he came, causing Shui Duyan to look back at him for a moment.

"Gods and demons are not separated, do you still need to think?" Shui Duyan directly gave such a sentence, and then looked into the distance, drinking his own wine.

"You are a strange person, obviously full of evil spirits, but you faintly feel that there is a sense of grandeur in your heart. is so indifferent and refuses to let people approach, but why can you see tenderness in your eyes?" Gu Moyun seemed to be a sensible person, and his judgment was accurate and vivid.

Shui Duyan put down the wine jug, Gu Moyun wanted to reach out to take it, but was slapped away by Shui Duyan. Such a strong sense of rejection, but she didn't admit it, and only gave an explanation: "I can't give you the wine I have drunk, it's rude." ”

Gu Moyun couldn't help but laugh out loud when he looked at the expressionless and extremely serious person, but the contempt and indifference in the laughter could not be concealed.

Shui Duyan knew that Gu Moyun was also angry, and they didn't remember the past, and they met like this. Shui Duyan couldn't help but remember that when she didn't remember, Gu Moyun embarrassed her when she saw her for the first time, and didn't even give her a chance to ease, so she had to take her to the Demon Realm. Gu Moyun is always so strong, no matter which time they meet.

"Don't like to talk so much?" Gu Moyun saw that she didn't reply, so he asked again.

"Maybe it's because the heart is too old, so I don't like to talk. Shui Duyan gave such a sentence and sighed helplessly.

Gu Moyun looked at the sparkling surface of the lake, the twilight was vast, he squinted and looked into the distance, and suddenly lay on the grass with his head upside down, pillowing his hands, looking at the gradually darkening sky. sighed: "How lonely a person is, it's really lonely for 10,000 years." ”

The two worlds of gods and demons truded, and Gu Moyun lost his memory, so it probably diluted the pain of losing Gu Ximo. The years are too long, and all that is left for him is loneliness, too lonely.

"Do you want to hear a story?" Shui Duyan sat beside him, her tone was suddenly heavy, she didn't have much emotion about Gu Moyun now, just like Gu Moyun didn't have any emotion for the original Lin Ajiu.

"Hmm, story, what story?" Gu Moyun didn't open his eyes, lying lonely and boring.

Shui Duyan looked at the sky that had sunk in a blink of an eye, and her heart sank, she knew that Qianfei had returned, and she was still wandering here because she didn't know how to face Qianfei.

She looked at Gu Moyun, who didn't know anything in front of her, she didn't know if Qianfei would kill the killer if she saw him. How to repay the pain of the soul that was scattered back then?

"I've seen a tragedy, Xiao Hong and Xiao Bai are a pair of best friends, Xiao Hei killed Xiao Bai for selfish desires, Xiao Hong later beat Xiao Hei to amnesia, Xiao Hei doesn't remember the past. But now that Xiaobai is back in a special way, how do you think the story will develop?" How could Shui Duyan ask such a stupid question? After asking, she couldn't help laughing, so she smiled sadly on the side without waiting for Gu Moyun to answer.

Gu Moyun could understand her feelings, he didn't remember the past, but he knew that he had lost his brother. He was so angry that he wanted to slash the enemy, but Emperor Yanqiu told him that he had already used the entire Demon Realm as a burial companion. His restless mood was soothed.

"Murder pays for life, blood pays for blood. Gu Moyun gave a firm answer, and the laughter of Shui Duyan on the side came to an abrupt end, and she stared at the grass under her feet in a daze, silent.

Seeing her suddenly silent, Gu Moyun couldn't help but feel a little flustered, her face was like a flood beast, and under her seemingly calm and gentle appearance, there was an impetuous and restless, frantic and angry heart, if she accidentally touched something, it would burst into devastating damage.

He didn't know why, but he always felt that the person in front of him had undergone a great change, and the pain of losing his brother seemed to be as terrible as the madness in front of Shui Duyan's eyes.

"I always live with hatred, I really can't love, I try my best to forget hatred, wash my muddy heart over and over again, but I still can't do it calm like water. Shui Duyan lowered her head, casually raised her hand to support her forehead, seemed to have a headache, and her eyebrows were slightly furrowed.

"Don't deliberately think about what you can't forget, just like that, the years can always smooth out some traces. Gu Moyun tried to enlighten Shui Duyan, the woman in front of her was too evil, indifferent, and should not be approached.

"Hmm. Shui Duyan replied perfunctorily, and then fell heavily on the grass, the anxiety and pain in her heart pulled her arrogantly, how to meet Qianfei?

She realized that when she was really faced with a choice, she was the most hesitant and extremely amorous person. Her so-called fairness has constantly made her truest thoughts in her heart unbalanced again and again, and she didn't know it, and thought it was a blatant provocation by fate.

The twilight had completely sunk down, dyed the white hair black, the cold moon rose, the moonlight sprinkled coolly on them, and the quiet night quietly came.

Shui Duyan was lying on the grass under the starry sky half asleep, and in her dream she saw the plain clothes and white clothes as white as snow, pure white as a lotus. The man looked gentle and whispered poetry to her: "Now I come to think, the rain and snow are falling." ”

"Qianfei ......" Shui Duyan murmured softly, and tears slipped silently from the corners of her eyes.

On the branches of the moon, when the breeze and cicadas cry. Bai Zijia finally came to her, the bright lights were lit in the lantern, and Bai Zijia called her name one by one.

Gu Moyun heard this, then glanced at the person lying beside him, and tried to shout: "Wake up, Bai Zijia is coming to you." ”

After shouting like this three or four times, she finally opened her eyes slowly, and her body still did not move, but she just lay there with her eyes open, and heard a cry in her ears closer.

Gu Moyun glanced at her, and then didn't think about it, turned his head and shouted at Bai Zijia, "We are here." ”

Bai Zijia heard the sound and came with a lantern, and when he saw Shui Duyan falling on the grass with a helpless expression, he hurriedly frowned at Gu Moyun: "What good things have you done again? What's wrong with Ah Yan!"

Without waiting for Gu Moyun to argue, Shui Duyan opened his mouth: "It's nothing, it's an old problem, I don't like to talk at night." ”

How could a cold voice come out of the mouth of such a lively and domineering person during the day? Gu Moyun was a little surprised, the difference between day and night in the twilight of the water made him unable to understand and see through.

Shui Duyan asked again, "When are you going to Mu Jiufeng?" I want to leave now, if you have anything else, then I'll go first." ”

Shui Duyan had already gotten up while speaking, and glanced at Bai Zijia, Bai Zijia didn't know how to answer, and was stunned for a moment, and then Shui Duyan turned around and left, without even half a word.

Gu Moyun felt that the atmosphere suddenly became awkward, and Shui Duyan was like a stranger, suddenly cold as an iceberg.

Bai Zijia glanced at Gu Moyun helplessly, and said softly: "She is such a character, don't be surprised." ”

"Hmm. Gu Moyun nodded, and then asked Bai Zijia, "Then when will we go to Mu Jiufeng?"

He had already guessed that the person Shui Duyan was going to see on this trip was the same person as the person they were looking for, and he was curious about Shui Duyan's purpose of going to Mu Jiufeng.

"It's getting late, let's leave tomorrow. Bai Zijia proposed this, she knew that Shui Duyan was going to see Qianfei, and who else could make Shui Duiyan worry about in Mu Jiufeng, except for the empty body of Qianfei.

Bai Zijia couldn't help but bow her head, where did Shui Duyan come back from? Why is she still full of evil spirits? Could it be that the sins and resentments in her heart can't even be purified by the Buddha Gate?

Mu Jiufeng. Ice room.

Qianfei had been in the small ice room for an hour, and the marks of the fire on the walls were still obvious. The black color of each place represents the hatred of the person who maliciously set the fire back then, and the ice coffin lying in the center still looks unharmed.

Qianfei looked at the ice coffin with a sad gaze, she walked gently towards the ice coffin, squatted down, and stretched out her hand to caress the cold coffin lid.

She tried to close her eyes, and the nightmare in her heart reproduced the pain of extreme sadness when she lay on the ice coffin day and night. In just a moment, Qianfei suddenly opened his eyes and burst into tears.

Then she covered her mouth and tried her best to restrain the grief in her heart. Her fingernails slashed across the lid of the coffin, making a high-pitched and piercing sound, but she still couldn't restrain herself.

After a while, she pushed the lid open, and there was no burning mark in the ice coffin, just a little black residue.

She didn't dare reach out and touch it, what were those black residues on her body?

The moment the ice coffin is opened, the temperature inside is no longer so biting, this ice coffin will only have an excellent effect when the lid is closed, once opened, it is no different from an ordinary ice coffin. Burned by the fire, it still can't be cooled.

Qianfei looked at the ice coffin that had been lying for a year, and countless resentments rose in her heart, because she used the nightmare to see Long Haotian turn into Gongye Chengqian, and then set it on fire, turning her body into ashes.

"I won't let you go!" Qianfei slammed the lid of the coffin shut, and slapped the wall of the ice room in anger, leaving a dark spot on the wall.