Chapter 4 Don't Lose, Never Forget, Don't Become Sad
If time is tainted with running around, it will pass very fast; if it is immersed in troubles, time will pass very slowly.
Xia Qingluan did not expect that after leaving Lanling, she would not be able to return for several days. Although Wanqi Haoyue assured that Cheng Xiaobai would not be in danger of life within three months, she was still more and more worried. It was just that the poison was still there.
To put it bluntly, she was afraid that someone would secretly kill her again and she would not be able to save him.
"It's useless to be anxious. Poyue Pavilion has blocked the road to Jiannan. It seems that he is determined not to let you and me go." A moment of tranquility after a chase on the roadside in the wilderness.
Wanqi Haoyue was not surprised by Wei Moyan's quick action. From the day he left Jiannan Wanqi Mansion to follow Xia Qingluan to Lanling, the previous pressing situation took a turn for the worse. Without him and Gong, those who were designed by him would
The small branches that were destroyed by the attack revived one after another, and for a while, both places became the sphere of influence of Poyue Pavilion.
In fact, it is lucky to be able to persist until now. Xia Qingluan's internal injuries and the suppression of the medicine have made his strength far inferior to normal, and one person cannot protect the safety of three people. After all, the opponent has a large number of people and many masters. Several times, he encountered the middle row of Poyue Pavilion.
Fortunately for the higher-ranking hosts, the other party secretly released the water, otherwise the three of them would have gone to hell by now, and there would be no way they could rest and meditate here.
"Don't move." Wan Qi Haoyue pressed down on Ging's forearm and lifted the cuffs, revealing a bloody mess. During the chase just now, Ging used his arm to block the incoming arrow. Fortunately, the color of the wound showed no poison, so he took out a sweat towel and simply bandaged it.
Can.
Even with such chaos and ups and downs, the delicate and picturesque breath is still as calm as water, without even a half circle of ripples. Only the face is slightly less red, and the disease is more obvious than before. The body that has been soaked in toxins for a long time cannot withstand such torment.
If it weren't for her, no one could ask Mr. Ye Tan to move even half a step.
When the sound of horse hooves sounded again in the distance, Gong resolutely stood in front of Wanqi Haoyue. The blood on his arms was bright and dripping down his fingertips.
The figure that appeared in the field of vision was full of gorgeous, rich purple colors that seemed to be irreversible sunset. There was no murderous intention, and the face gradually became pale and haggard. The unrivaled beauty was so weakened by the disease.
"Wait a minute, she is not an enemy." Xia Qingluan said.
Even if she wants to be an enemy, Zi Xiu is unable to deal with any of them now.
Finally arriving in front of him, Zixiu lay on the horse and panted for a long time before he could speak: "Hongxian, come back with me, don't be stubborn anymore!"
Her narrow eyes were filled with sadness. Xia Qingluan had already guessed that she was here to make peace.
I have forgotten how many times, whenever there was a dispute or conflict with Wei Moyan, Zi Xiu worked hard to mediate it. If he didn't say it, who would have thought that this graceful and generous woman was the wife he should marry? She used to keep rejecting Zi Xiu, but now it's better
It’s easy to sever ties with him, so why do you want to pursue him in an attempt to reunite two people who no longer have any feelings for each other?
The light white clothes gently supported the weak and frail figure, and with lowered eyebrows, the tone became more friendly than before: "Thank you very much, Master Zixiu Hall, for your kindness, but this matter is irreversible. It's windy and cold, so please come back."
"You two..." There was another heavy breath, and he ran out of the pavilion and galloped all the way. How could his body, which was almost dying even standing, be able to endure it? However, Zixiu understood that if this matter was not resolved as soon as possible, he would
He and she really had to forget each other and were at odds with each other. He used his inner strength to suppress the retrograde blood energy. His skinny hands tightly grasped Xia Qingluan's shoulders and refused to relax. He always had a soft look in his eyes that even he couldn't bear to hurt.
: "Why don't you understand that there is someone who sincerely wants you to separate? He just wants to protect you instead of distrusting you. Listen to me, don't do this to him again. The hurt in his heart is deeper than yours!"
He is indifferent and cold as iron, and he who vowed one moment and wielded a sword in the next moment will also be sad?
Xia Qingluan was silent, and Zixiu thought she had loosened up a bit, but she didn't expect that the silence represented her unchangeable despair.
"Miss Zixiu, what does Pavilion Master Wei mean by constantly chasing and killing her?" Wanqi Haoyue said suddenly. It took a lot of effort to get her to leave Poyue Pavilion. If she turned around and left again like last time, she would come back.
Around Wei Moyan, he didn't know if he could still deal with it indifferently. He had to do something before everything changed.
Facts always speak louder than words, even though what you see may not be true. Zi Xiu could not refute Wan Qi Haoyue's question. It was indeed Wei Moyan who went too far in killing the order of the Twelve Minutes Association, but how could he make Hong Xian understand his intentions?
Will you accept his almost domineering temperament?
It's clear that they are reluctant to let go, but they are still entangled in a little conflict.
"Red string——"
"Master Zixiu." Xia Qingluan shook her head and interrupted, raised her hand, and handed the scattered love into Zixiu's hands, "Please tell the master that I will repay what I owe to Poyue Pavilion and him.
After Xiao Bai is safe and sound, I will go back to the pavilion in person to plead guilty and let him be punished. There is no need to be so anxious to take this life."
"You want to go back?" Wanqi Haoyue trembled and coughed one after another.
Why do good people in this world have to suffer and suffer? Xia Qingluan smiled bitterly. No matter whether it is Zixiu or Wanqi Haoyue, the sky is unkind and always inflicts disasters on these gentle and kind people.
"If I continue like this, I'm afraid I won't be able to rush back to the Cheng Mansion in time. As long as Wei Moyan is willing to take back the killing order and not stop him, this life still belongs to him."
"Why bother..." Although she got the promise to go back, Zixiu understood that the knot in Hongxian's heart was still unsolved. Even if she went back, she would inevitably go through some twists and turns. But it was better than being strangers or even falling in love.
Kill each other.
After all, he was sick, and Zixiu knew that he could not survive for too long. After getting the answer, he rode away, leaving the three people with an unknown future in silence.
The sky is dry but there is no snow, the wind and sand are like knives cutting and piercing, rolling up the desolation and obliterating the hearts of the people. The vast and distant past has never changed, continuing the endless route of life, regardless of the separation, love, hatred, anger, ignorance, greed and delusion in the world.
Birth, old age, illness, and death are the four sufferings of life.
Resentments and hatreds are met, love is separated, and desires are not available. The five Yins are strong, and the four sufferings are how can we survive?
He originally thought he could ignore the joys and sorrows, but he didn't want to fall deeply in love long ago. Those otherworldly and otherworldly praises in ordinary language have nothing to do with him anymore.
, was finally tightly bound by her invisible string.
The voice was still as gentle and calm as ever, but something had quietly transformed, becoming unlike the Wanqi Haoyue it once was.
"Luan'er, nothing will happen to Xiao Bai. You don't have to go back." Compared with Gong, her tall and thin body looks extremely thin, but standing in front of Xia Qingluan is enough to shield her from the cold wind and sand.
The stubborn face was raised slightly, and in her clear eyes was a persistence that Wan Qi Haoyue would never understand: "He and I must come to an end."
"what about me?"
He spent more than ten years in isolation, but he couldn't stop missing her. How could the two people who walked side by side through the wind and rain for three thousand years parted with just a few words? After leaving, I'm afraid they will never come back again.
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He didn't want to live forever and watch her leave forever.
With cold fingertips and rough wounds, Wanqi Haoyue was finally able to muster up the courage to hold those scarred hands, looking directly at them differently from the past.