As the voice fell, for a moment, the first ray of light that broke through the night became brighter.
The part of the night is naturally in the moon. The road under the night is also in the bright moon.
The road illuminated by the moonlight is a passable road.
This reply did not come from the sword cultivator who was roaring but unable to pronounce it at this moment.
Not Aoki who was still focusing on the sword cultivator.
Nor is she a girl who stretches her head and blinks her eyes to find out what is going on in the temple.
Naturally, it won't be that mindless puppet.
Footsteps sounded again, stepping on fallen leaves. But they were very heavy, as if there was an extremely heavy mountain suppressing them. They walked extremely slowly.
But there is no bright moon here. In the bright light, the morning sun has risen. At the end of the day in the west, there is still some night cover. The green trees in all directions are reflected, adding a sense of tranquility.
A man in white clothes walked slowly.
When the demonic clone heard the heavy footsteps, he immediately turned around.
When he saw the figure in white, his eyes locked fiercely.
That's a man.
There are few people like that man in the world. Even the moon, stars, and the red dust cannot suppress his handsomeness.
There is always an endless softness of emotion in him, just like the continuous drizzle in spring in March, which moistens the heart silently.
He was silent and thoughtful, no one knew what he was thinking and what emotions he was harboring.
Including the young man wearing a black robe and full of evil spirits. Even though we have been together for many years, we still can't figure out his heart.
The man in white came closer, and was finally only three steps away from the man in black.
The two looked at each other without saying a word.
The two of them seemed like friends for many years, but at the same time they were like strangers.
There was no sound around. In the ears of the demonic clone, not to mention the screams and wails of the sword cultivator, even the light fluttering of fallen leaves and the wind could not be heard clearly.
It's just that the demonic clone's heart is not at peace at the moment.
The beating of the heart is like the sound of a drum.
Because he recognized the man in white.
"In the bright moon..."
After a long time, the man in black robe finally spoke.
When I opened my mouth, the sky seemed to be getting colder, with layers of thin ice covering the air.
It was as if a layer of ice mirror reflected their faces.
"Yes, in the bright moon." The man in white spoke again.
"Haha, what a bright moon." Black Robe
The man smiled, but the coldness in his tone was obvious.
The man in white shook his head, stretched out his hand and waved lightly in all directions.
It is the young willows that rise from the ground, and the new flowers appear.
On the slightly blooming leaves, droplets of dew gently slid down, crystal clear, making them look more vigorous and fresh.
Under the flower color of that plant, the leaves are dripping green. It is like a cloud pulling up a red sun, and the sun is high and the clouds are gathering.
This is just a willow tree and a flower. But it seems to contain all the spring scenery in the world and collects all the beautiful scenery in the world.
Facing this lush scene, the man in black robe sneered again and asked: "How far is the road, closer to the new color?"
This sound fell on the ears of the man in white, and his eyes suddenly darkened.
The young willows withered and scattered, and the red flowers fell. Autumn colors returned, but loneliness returned.
He, who has always been very considerate, clearly showed his bad mood at this moment.
There seemed to be a rustling sound in his heart, as if there were countless insects swarming in his heart, and anxiety rose in his heart.
Repeatedly, over and over again.
"I thought that even if no one understands me in this world, you will understand me."
The man in black robe laughed again, tilted his head slightly and said, "You are wrong. I originally thought that you and I know each other best in this world."
"Although I am a demon, I don't know what it is. But I know this kindness."
"You are the most kind person among us, so I thought I knew you and you understood me best."
"It's just that all of this is just my misconception. I never knew you. In the end, it's not water that you cross, and it's not flowers that you see. It's the ugliness hidden in the dark."
The man in white smiled, his expression full of sadness.
"It's not that the road is far, it's that it's closer to new colors."
The man in white used his eyes to cover up the sadness in his heart. He said again: "I waited under the bright moon to stand so high and see so far."
"Then why do you want to leave this bright moon?" the man in black robe said, with a hint of scolding in his tone.
"Under the bright moon, even though we can see all the beautiful scenery in this world, we are still the shadows under the moon. We cannot emerge from the same light."
"I don't want to be this shadow all my life. I want to be... the sun that can compete with the bright moon."
"hehe."
The man in black robe smiled again, and said in a compelling tone: "Mingyue and Lieyang are strangers to each other, and they cannot meet and reconcile. Do you really want this?"
The man in white nodded and sighed softly.
Life is like this, sometimes you choose another path. Then the people you used to get along with will be like a stack of gradually changing colors, and it will be difficult to regain the original richness and joy.
After today, he and those people will truly be strangers to each other. Perhaps, there will even be fights.
"I have never seen through you."
"You can come with me, Wang Wuxin has agreed to follow me."
The man in black robe sneered again, the fingers hidden in his palms had been pinched into the flesh, and blood was flowing out.
"Hopefully, it is unintentional. I am not surprised that he followed you. However, although people in the world call me the devil, I am also a devil who values benevolence. How can I have sex with you and abandon my benefactor?"
"Even if there is a battle between the heavens and that one is defeated, I will follow him to the death. We will live and die together!"
"This is destined fate. Even if I die, I believe that I will still follow her in the next life. No matter how many times we are reborn by mistake, we will eventually meet."
The man in white shook his head and said: "I respect your choice, but you are wrong about one thing. It is precisely because Wang has no intention and no intention that he desires to have intention. That's why he agreed to follow me."
"Haha, he is just a puppet, a dead person, how can he have any intention?"
"The way to have no heart is to have a heart in the end. Only by leaving and no longer under the bright moon can you get that heart. And the same is true for me, I will become the sun in the clear sky."
"The one who didn't stop Wuxin and I from leaving shows that she is also willing for me to leave her protection. You'd better go with me."
The man in black robe just stood there, unmoved. It wasn't until the person opposite finally knew that he would not agree to leave that he turned around and left.
Just when the man in white turned around, a soft voice spoke with the sound of a sword.
"Before you leave, I still have to fight you. Because I know that if I don't defeat you today, it will never be possible again in the future."
As the words fell, the night was full of darkness. Only the rustling of the wind in the willows and the chilling sound of the sword energy could be heard.