Mo Jiusu glanced down, and his deep eyes looked even more ghostly and cold under the light and shadow.
Bai Qingshui watched them leave. Qin Mo came over and said, "Master, just let them go like this?"
"Then what do you want? Resist the decree?"
Bai Qing's gentle tone was full of chill.
"My subordinates dare not..."
"You can't even look down on someone, Qin Mo, I think you are becoming more and more useless."
Qin Mo was agitated and immediately knelt down to plead guilty, "I know I was wrong."
"When this matter is over, you can go to Hantan to think about it. When will you know that you were wrong, when will you come back."
"Master...yes, Qin Mo takes the order."
"The bright moon."
"Emperor."
A shadow appeared behind him, "Please clean up."
"yes."
Bai Qingshui left. He looked at the drooping night in the distance and the charred palace below, with a sinister look in his eyes.
It just disappeared very quickly.
Mo Jiusu woke up, and it seemed that the days to come would be even more lively.
The Holy Emperor was fully aware of the movements of his Bai Zhi Palace.
"master."
A dark shadow appears.
"Mo Jiusu did come alone."
He will report the information truthfully.
"Oh, I couldn't wait to come here as soon as I woke up. It seems that my good junior brother really cares about this woman."
"Master, the Holy Emperor is already wary of you, and this time he obviously wants to suppress you."
When the three statues originally stood side by side, the Red Emperor was at ease and the Xuan Emperor was away from the world. His master was the head of the three statues. Over the past hundred years, the two statues gradually got away from each other. Only then did the Holy Emperor support Mo Jiusu, whom he valued.
It's just the rift between the master and the Xuanqingmen Jiuhe Immortal.
Taking advantage of this, the two of them started to fight, intending to suppress the master's momentum.
Originally, the master didn't take it seriously, but with the help of the old man from Jiuhe, Mo Jiusu quickly gained a foothold and gained some knowledge. But with his current ability, he dared to shout directly at the master,
Don’t overestimate your capabilities!
"The dying man."
Bai Qingshui sneered, and then asked, "Mo Jiusu is awake, why didn't Fenglin Mountain send a message?"
"Mo Jiusu deliberately hid it from everyone. Even Guan Zhixing and others didn't know about it. He probably already knew that there were people from us over there."
"Now that it's been exposed, there's no need to keep it."
"Yes, Master, what should I do with that woman? Her ability is indeed a bit tricky."
"Revealing the news to the elves, knowing that the woman is not dead, someone should be more anxious than us."
Bai Qingshui gently stroked the white jade finger on her thumb and narrowed her eyes slightly.
This woman really underestimated her.
Bai Qingshui still knew Qin Mo's abilities. Being able to escape under his nose was indeed quite capable. However, what really made him fearful was the thing in her hand.
Such terrifying power is unique in the world.
But unfortunately, it cannot be used by him.
In this case, it cannot fall into Mo Jiusu's hands.
"Go and inquire about the young palace master of Hanyue Palace."
"Master wants to use him to deal with Mo Jiusu?"
Bai Qingshui smiled and said, "Then let's see if he has this ability."
"Also, have the people sent to investigate that woman come back?"
"She's back, Master. You would never have imagined that she came from the lower world."
"Netherworld?"
Surprise flashed in Bai Qingshui's eyes, "Oh? This is interesting. Keep asking, I want to know more about her."
"My subordinate understands."
"Also, please send the message to Yan Feishou, so that our plan can begin."
…
"Nine Lords, please."
Outside the Holy Palace.
Chanyuan spoke respectfully, "This is the Holy Emperor's palace - Beidou Palace."
Nine hundred and ninety-nine steps, looking up, is the Nine Layers Palace.
The huge full moon is just behind the palace, so close that it seems like you can touch it with your hand.
The moonlight made the entire palace even more majestic, and the majesty of the mainstay of the divine world did not dare to be looked directly at.
"Let's go."
Ye Moyan held Ling Xuewei's hand, but was stopped by Chanyuan, "Miss Ling, please stay. The Holy Emperor will only summon you Jiuzun for the time being."
Then he added, "Don't worry, Miss Ling is safe here."
Ye Moyan held Ling Xuewei's hand and did not let go.
Ling Xuewei looked at him and said, "Go ahead, I'll wait for you here."
"wait for me."
"Um."
Looking at the back of Ye Moyan's step up, Ling Xuewei didn't look away until he disappeared.
She stood in front of the stone statue and looked down.
Faintly, four small islands floating in the distance can be seen, including Taichen Palace and Bai Qingshui's Bai Zhi Palace.
What happened tonight has even alarmed the Holy Emperor, and he still doesn't know where she will go. In the past, she might have been able to hide in the dark, but after today, it may be difficult.
Ling Xuewei stood outside, waiting for who knows how long.
Until her body was heavy and a cloak was draped on her shoulders. She turned around and met Ye Moyan's dark and deep eyes.
"Weier, let's go home."
Ling Xuewei smiled.
…
On the flying boat.
Ling Xuewei slept for a day and a night.
When I woke up again, I was in Ye Moyan's arms.
As soon as she moved, Ye Moyan opened his eyes.
"woke up?"
"Um."
Ling Xuewei just snuggled into Ye Moyan's arms, wrapping her arms around his waist, smelling the familiar smell on his body, feeling extremely at ease.
The panic, panic and uneasiness of these days all disappeared at this moment.
"Weier, I'm sorry."
Suddenly, Ye Moyan's deep voice came from above his head.
"Why apologize?"
Ling Xuewei raised her eyes and met his deep eyes. There was love, affection, and guilt in them.
These eyes were so familiar, so familiar... that it brought her back to the past in an instant.
"you……"
Ling Xuewei couldn't believe it and caressed Ye Moyan's eyes, "Is it you? Is it really you?"
Ling Xuewei's hands were trembling, and the thought that arose in her heart made her unable to believe it, fearing that it was an illusion.
"It's me, Xuewei, Weier..."
When Xuewei heard this, Ling Xuewei burst into tears.
"Ye Moyan, it's really you, it's really you...are you back? You remember!!"
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
Ye Moyan hugged Ling Xuewei tightly and kept saying sorry, his eyes full of guilt and love.
Thinking that when he was away, Ling Xuewei had to bear all the pain, anxiety and fear alone.
When Ling Xuewei needed him most, he was not there.
Ling Xuewei finally found him, but he forgot all the memories between them.
How desperate must Ling Xuewei be at that time?
Thinking of this, Ye Moyan's heart felt like it was being gnawed by thousands of ants! He was so painful that he couldn't bear to die!
Ye Moyan hated himself, why couldn't he always be by Ling Xuewei's side?
Why did Ling Xuewei disappear without a trace when she needed him most?
But when she found him, she completely forgot about her.
At that time, how sad was Ling Xuewei because of his sarcastic words, suspicions and tests?
He even hurt Ling Xuewei so severely.
Ye Moyan could no longer imagine how Ling Xuewei survived...