Chapter 5 People are like chess pieces and dreams come true
Miye has always believed that the most beautiful moment in the desert is the moment of sunset.
The rays of light are so bright that they are instantly swallowed up into darkness. The huge gap and the majestic beauty are breathtaking. Every time I see it, I always sigh at Xia Qingluan.
However, she never responded at all.
When he took her to see the sunset for the last time, the indifferent figure that had shaken the country and made waves in the martial arts world could no longer move. Mi Ye held her and sat quietly on the sand dunes until late at night.
Spending time together is exactly a whole year.
Many things can happen in a year, the country changes, the imperial power changes hands, the world is immersed in the darkest massacre and killing, but here far away from the smoke of war, there is no chaos and no grudges, only the silent companionship in the deserted stone room.
Over the course of a year, he gradually got used to calling her Yatou instead of Qingyan, and gradually understood that many dishes were not her favorites, but the favorites of the woman who was like a jade fairy in the world. Gradually, he understood from her babble and intermittent murmurs.
That person thousands of miles away, Wei Moyan.
The overlord of the rivers and lakes? He is indeed a dragon among men and a proud son of heaven. No wonder he can hold the world in his hands and step into the world with his feet. His frown will cause the mountains and rivers to be in turmoil, and his sneer will cause all life to be in ruins.
Unexpectedly, the one she was devoted to was such a sinful Shura God of War.
"Girl, it's been a year and you're still stubborn and insist on going back? Look at the fate of the star. It's gradually breaking away from the fate of annihilation and returning to brightness. You can live, so why do you want to fly into the fire and seek death?
?" Pointing to a dim star in the southwest sky, Miye felt a little tired. The eyes of the woman in his arms who hadn't spoken to him for a long time were numb, and her skinny back rested uncomfortably on his chest.
Xia Qingluan did not go on a hunger strike. She kept trying to force herself to survive. However, her increasingly poor mental state made it impossible for her to swallow any food. In the past few days, she could not even take a few sips of water. She once fell in love with someone.
Walking alone carefree, there is no need to worry about being betrayed by anyone, and there is no need to break up with anyone. If Wei Moyan hadn't appeared, she would have turned into a cold killer and lived forever without any weaknesses.
Because of his existence, she was no longer invulnerable, her body and mind were filled with fear and worry, and she was burdened with everything.
"How much do you care about him, even if you don't care about your own life?" Miye couldn't help but spoke. Originally, he didn't want to mention that person.
There was an inexplicable smile on his pale, almost pale face. He moved his fingers hard and touched the red luan on his wrist.
He said that the scar looked like a phoenix, just like her, and then he tattooed an ink-stained phoenix on his wrist, telling her silently that the feeling was profound and irreversible.
In his eyes, she was Xia Qingluan, not a disciple of Yue Lao who harbored secrets, nor the daughter of a stunningly beautiful courtesan, nor a chess piece used to fight for hegemony.
She had never thought deeply about those past events before, but now that she thought about it, the two of them had been stumbling together for two years. There had been cold-eyed confrontations, sword fights, and even falling in love and killing each other. They never seemed like people who could stay together for a lifetime. But.
In this way, two people promise to never be separated from each other in this life, to live side by side, to sleep together in death, and to never destroy each other. They will imprint their lives and the meaning of living in the palm of each other's hands.
Love is extremely fierce, so it is cruel and entangled.
The desolate smile made Miye feel as cold as water. He understood that he was not Xia Qingluan's destination after all, even if he was the only one who could give her life.
The soft kiss was silent under the moonlight, the softness of her hair, the breath between her eyebrows, everything made him curious and greedy, which was very different from the gentle, quiet and beautiful woman he inherited from other people's memories. He was Mi Ye, and
The person who gave him the memory of Ruan Qingyan was Itu.
They are different.
"Girl..."
There is no life, no death, no sorrow or joy. Xia Qingluan feels the tight embrace of a man who is neither strange nor familiar. She looks at the bright moon hanging in the sky through her light hair. Each strand seems to be surrounded by some dark clouds.
.
Nothing is important, and everything can be lost. The only thing that keeps her alive is the obsession to see that person again.
All this is seen in those clear blue eyes.
"I thought you would forget him, even if it was just a little bit shaken, so that I could occupy a corner and slowly walk into your destiny. But as Itu said to me, the path of destiny is not easy to change.
Even if your main star has not been annihilated, the distance between you and him has never changed." Caressing her rugged back, Mi Ye felt slightly distressed. Seeing her haggard and withered this year, she couldn't help but want to let go several times, and this time
This time, he finally made up his mind.
"Go back and see him with the Dream Stone - I'll give you half a year to come back before your life is completely swallowed up by him. Everything can still be undone." He knew what Xia Qingluan's last wish was, and he didn't want to just watch.
Seeing that she was destroyed by Wei Moyan's too fierce light, and not wanting her to be depressed and push herself to death step by step, there was only one way.
Holding his weak shoulders, Mi Ye's eyes were filled with rare sadness: "Girl, don't you want to make a sword for him? Take the Dream Stone to the southern border. The Vulcan Sect's altar is the only place where the Dream Stone can be refined.
, wait for the sword to be forged and give it to him and then come back immediately... stay with me for another ten years. After ten years, when your destiny star is farther away from him, I will do whatever it takes to change your destiny. Then I will change your destiny.
You can stay or go as you wish, I will never interfere."
Her weak body trembled violently, and Mi Ye knew that she was finally alive again.
——————————————————————————————After returning from Mobei, Wei Moyan seemed to have changed. He no longer mentioned searching for Xia Qingluan.
Instead, they bloodbathed all the forces that dared to challenge Poyue Pavilion even more harshly than before.
The children in the pavilion all said that the master of the pavilion was determined to give up on a marriage that was not promising at all, but Zixiu became more and more worried.
Because he has been watching him for too long, no one understands his thoughts better than Zixiu. The series of changes are not proof that he has cut off his love. On the contrary, he has really fallen into a demonic barrier and will never look back. Those excessive bloodshed will
Turn him into a complete god of killing, or a demon. If a god really exists, then he must be burdened with a huge divine punishment that is enough to make his soul fly away.
The pile of corpses at his feet stood high, and it was on these bones that he climbed to the top step by step, looking coldly at the love, hate, grudges, anger, stupidity and greed in this world, and he washed the mountains and rivers with blood for the disappeared woman, and turned into a devil with one thought.
Is it true that Hongxian will never come back? Then who will save him from the evil barrier?
The only person who can relieve his demonic obstacles is Hongxian, not her.
"From today on, no one is allowed to mention the name Xia Qingluan."
That day, he ascended the pavilion and lowered his head, his eyes were cold, and behind his peerless splendor, he could not hide his animosity. He wiped out everything about Hongxian, Xia Qingluan, and his deep love.
Without doing this, he couldn't survive.
At that moment, Zixiu, who had never resented others, felt a little bit strange about the master's unkindness. The dragon and the phoenix, a good couple, were forced to separate. The whole world was filled with killings because of this, and Wei Moyan's life was linked to this.
They were all destroyed too.
But what's the use of being weird? Once it's happened, it can't be changed.
Looking at Xuan Yi, who is as cold as iron, she couldn't help but feel a sharp pain in her heart. If her illness cannot be delayed any longer, she is afraid that her end is approaching and she will die.
"Mo Yan..."
Before falling down, the violet-colored figure who always smiled gently called out, but the person in the meeting hall did not raise his head, and he did not hear it after all.