The uncontested life in Duwang Valley has cultivated Wanqi Haoyue's indifferent character. He does not fight for anything, and comes and goes as he pleases. No matter how much he is reluctant to leave, he will keep it in his heart. He will sit quietly for a night on a windy and rainy day, full of emotions.
Then it drifted away among the falling flowers in the flowing water.
No matter how worried he was, Xia Qingluan didn't belong here. The powerful strength that could change the color of the world and make the world surge was what she was looking for, and only that person could give it to her.
"I don't know if I will have the chance to use these three precious promises in this life." Wanqi Haoyue coughed twice. When preparing the antidote for her a few days ago, she accidentally got some poisonous weeds, and the slightest movement of her breath affected her.
Cold Qi in the lungs ascends and reverses.
"I won't interfere with your decision. If you feel tired one day, you might as well come back and have a look. There is always someone here waiting for you."
As gentle and gentle as him, he is a well-deserved and flawless gentleman. Wei Moyan knows that he cannot compare to him. What is worth comforting is that Xia Qingluan's final choice is herself, no matter what the reason or purpose.
"She will not return to the Poison King Valley. I will never let her suffer any pain while I am here in the world." Leng Ao's voice was merciless. Even if it was to say goodbye, he would not allow anyone to do anything to her.
Covet.
Immediately, he leaned forward and stretched out his hand, but Xia Qingluan did not respond and climbed onto the horse without any expression.
If she hadn't had an extra mount, she wouldn't have shared the ride with Wei Moyan. The closer she was to him, the more suffocated her heart felt, and being trapped in his arms made her even more upset.
Looking back at the end, I can still see my beauty under the old oil-paper umbrella.
Melancholy flooded her eyes like a mountain torrent, and she suddenly remembered that the umbrella was given to him personally when she left the Poison King Valley.
"Take care... Luan'er is gone."
The final farewell was lost in the headwind of the galloping horses, and I don't know if Wanqi Haoyue heard it.
Luan'er...has she ever been so close to someone?
"What's your relationship with him?" Wei Moyan pretended to be casual.
"It has nothing to do with you," she said coldly.
It really seems like we have returned to the time when we first met her. How many people in the pavilion were enamored by her beauty, and countless men who were bewildered tried to show their kindness to her, but in the end they were just ignored or given cold ridicule.
During that time, she was cold, and so was he. The two of them refused to give in to each other, so much so that in the first half month of her arrival at Poyue Pavilion, she had never even spoken to him. He had always been dubious about the rumors of Xuanji, neither questioning nor forcing her.
, completely adopting a laissez-faire attitude. If Zixiu hadn't discovered that she was proficient in the magic array, I'm afraid the two of them would still be in a state of being speechless even now.
It is said that things in the world are unpredictable, and the four seasons have not yet passed. Two people who had long lost the possibility of acquaintance came together and experienced life and death, love and hate.
The reins suddenly tightened, and the prancing horse neighed.
"Pavilion Master?" Shen Yuqing stopped his horse in confusion, and several other people behind him also stopped.
"You go first."
"……yes."
Shen Yuqing is a smart man. Being able to hold the position of deputy head of Tianshi Hall shows that he has wisdom beyond ordinary people. He can assess the situation and identify the situation. This is the basis for him to complete the task.
The two people had not seen each other for a month, and there were many misunderstandings between them. Naturally, they wanted to find an opportunity to talk in depth. However, the master of the pavilion was too hasty and refused to wait for a moment. The few people who followed him arrived before Mianzhu Pass.
aside.
If you are not convinced, Shen Yuqing will never do anything that disobeys orders. In his heart, Wei Moyan is a god-like existence, a near-perfect creation god who can turn his illusions into reality. That is why he thinks such an extreme
She admired him so much that when Xia Qingluan appeared and interfered with Wei Moyan's progress, Shen Yuqing hated him deeply.
"Follow me first." Shaozai and others nodded and followed Shen Yuqing to leave first.
In July, the flowers fall like catkins, and the hot wind brewing a shower blows, rolling up the white hair ribbon and flying hair.
The horse's hooves tread lightly on the vast green grass, creating a faint fragrance. Such leisurely hoofbeats have not been heard for a long time.
"Lu Hanhai poisoned you in the water prison and sent people to hunt you down in private. I have found out everything. I will give you justice when I go back. As for Xi Shaoyuan, I didn't know about his relationship with your brother beforehand. Otherwise, I wouldn't know anything about it." You won’t be forced like that.”
"I said, you are the master of the pavilion and I am your subordinate. There is nothing wrong with beating, scolding or killing. Why bother to explain so much."
"Stop making trouble." Wei Moyan lowered his cold eyes and gently put one hand around Xia Qingluan's waist: "Poyue Pavilion and Chonghua Clan are in the same situation, and you are the closest person to me. Who knew he would What's your idea? I'm just angry that you don't distinguish between relatives and friends."
No matter what, he has an excuse. Xia Qingluan pulled open the arm around her waist: "I don't distinguish between closeness and distance. You and him are the same to me. They are just acquaintances - he is better than you. At least you won't turn a blind eye and be cold-blooded when I'm in danger."
"Am I ruthless? If I were ruthless, how could I put down my affairs in the cabinet and come to you? I told you that I like you, but you have always refused to accept it."
The cold sighs drifted in the wind. After many twists and turns, the root of the matter returned to its original point.
"What you call liking is constant suspicion, imagining me as a woman who does all evil and then stabbing me with a sword? Wei Moyan, how do you want me to believe your words and accept feelings that I don't know whether they are true or false?"
A low, self-deprecating laugh sounded out, bending his back with laughter, making it difficult for him to even breathe.
"It turns out you don't believe me at all."
When she wanted revenge, he did not hesitate to openly confront the court; when she wanted to become stronger, he taught ancestral kung fu regardless of etiquette and customs; his tolerance and kindness to her even made other children dissatisfied, but none of this could bring her a sincere smile. .
Wei Moyan thought that he had not done enough, so he tried his best to speed up the pace of unifying the martial arts. He thought that if he could kill the Chonghua Sect and then kill Emperor Jingguang, as long as her wish was fulfilled, she would be able to leave the rest of her life to him with peace of mind. in hand.
However, the reason why she has been so cold is that she does not believe him.
No matter how much it costs, if she doesn't believe it's all for her, then what's the use?
The woman he devoted his whole life to was trapped in his arms but could not touch her. She was covered in poisonous thorns and he was not allowed to get even close.
"How have you ever believed in me?"
The endless desolate laughter made Xia Qingluan feel restless, and the emotions that had been forcibly calmed were stirred up again. She didn't want to turn her head, fearing that she would fall into his eyes of deathly silence and madness again.
The dark silence returns.
Ten months, it hasn't been too long since they met. Most of these ten months have been spent in silence, but only this silence is unbearable. Some things have changed. From the first time he wanted to Start by integrating the three characters Xia Qingluan into your life.
The rain curtain hidden in the billowing dark clouds finally fell, and it took only an instant from scattered water drops to a continuous curtain of beads.
The sky and the people are the same. Xia Qingluan raised his head and looked in front. All the scenery was shrouded in rain and fog. Shen Yuqing and others were also missing. In the vastness, there were only two people, herself and him. .
The rain soaked through her clothes, which were cold and damp. Xia Qingluan frowned, feeling a slight pain from the healing wound.
Her right shoulder suddenly sank, and a solid warmth pressed against her vest. His arms held her tightly in a windless and rainless embrace, and she whispered in her ears like silk.
"Qingluan, forget everything in the past and try to trust me from now on, okay?"