"May you be like the bright moon, not shining in the ditch, but shining in my heart." On White Fox Island in the West Sea, the young White Fox King of the West Sea murmured softly as he looked at the sailing ships.
Bai Ji, who was walking from a distance, brushed aside the hibiscus tree and came over and said, "What is the king thinking about?"
Mo Li shook his head and kept looking at the ship going away: "I don't know why, but a poem suddenly came to mind in my mind." After smiling, Mo Li lowered his head, and for the first time there was a touch of sadness in his eyes: "But
That poem was obviously not sung by a man, but seemed to be something a woman once said to me. Bai Ji, are the things you say you can forget really unimportant?"
Bai Ji's heart tightened and she raised her head to look at the king in front of her.
He has the power to warm everyone, but in the end who can warm his loneliness? There was once a person who walked into his life and warmed her. But now she has passed away so gracefully.
Things that can be forgotten are unimportant things. This is a lie.
If possible, even if Wang forgot everything, he would not want to forget her.
"Things that can be forgotten may not be unimportant, but it is better to forget than to remember. But no matter what, since you have forgotten, let him forget. When the time comes, he will naturally think of it again."
When time passes and I think of it again, there will be no pain of parting or reluctance to lose it. What will be left behind must be the best memory.
Li Li raised his head and watched the ship carrying her gradually enter the mist. Mentally, Li Li said softly: Qian Qian, goodbye.
Bai Ji is right. If you forget, just ask him to forget. When the time comes, he will naturally think of it again.
Turning around, Mo Li's tall figure headed towards the White Fox Palace in the West Sea, and the sailing ship also headed towards where he should go.
I just hope that next time we meet, we can look at each other and smile.
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After traveling west for five days, Ren Qianqian landed at the edge of the West Sea. Ren Qianqian had not set foot on Baihu Island for three years, and Ren Qianqian had almost forgotten what the world was like.
Seeing the fishermen coming and going and the vendors walking through the streets and alleys, Ren Qianqian sighed, "Human world, I'm back."
But even though I'm back, it's still a little difficult to find Qingcheng.
After buying a horse and changing into men's clothes, Ren Qianqian thought about where Qingcheng was. He probably wouldn't go back to the Red Flame Palace, because it was full of monsters and Qingmo wouldn't like it.
Then he must be somewhere in the human world. There is probably only one place where they are familiar with each other.
Raising a confident smile, Ren Qianqian whipped her horse and aimed directly at Huamancheng.
"Hmm, I haven't seen him for three years, and I don't know how that kid Helian is doing, so I stopped by to see him."
Ren Qianqian walked all the way towards Huamancheng, but before that, she was destined to pass a place called Yuluo Valley. Ren Qianqian didn't know yet, but her troublesome kid now lived in that valley, and the land was king.
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Ren Qianqian arrived at a town near Yuluo Valley. As soon as she stepped into the teahouse, she heard rumors from the people in the town that there was a naughty immortal living in Yuluo Valley.
In the past, a leopard demon stood in the Yuluo Valley and blocked the road there with demonic magic, making it inaccessible. Passers-by had to go around a long mountain road to get to the other side of the valley.
But later the immortal drove the leopard demon out, and the place was now open to traffic. But passers-by would occasionally meet the immortal having nothing to do.
The passers-by you meet can only pass by that road if you play with the immortal. If you win the game with the immortal, you don't have to pay any price. If you lose, you will have to accept the punishment of the immortal.
The prankster would paint passers-by into big painted faces.
When Ren Qianqian heard this anecdote in the teahouse, she almost burst out laughing. This was not something an immortal would do, it was simply the work of a naughty demon.
But although those people said that the immortal was naughty, they still seemed to enjoy it. It was said that the immortal was really handsome and extraordinary, and a large number of women came there admiringly, even at the expense of their own faces just to catch a glimpse of the immortal face.
It's a pity that the immortal is not fond of women and did not take action on any women, which made the women regretful.
Ren Qianqian waved the fan in her hand, her eyes rolling. She didn't expect that after three years, such an interesting demon would appear in the world. Then she, the best demon subduing master in the world, would appear.
Why don't you go and have a meeting?
After eating, Ren Qianqian immediately hit the road to Yuluo Valley while the dusk was nice.
The long road in Yuluo Valley is surrounded by wild flowers, which is quite beautiful. Ren Qianqian rode on the horse and walked slowly and slowly. The fan was swaying slightly, looking like a handsome young man.
Just walking like this, suddenly a passerby appeared on the road ahead. The person blocking the road hung a long rope in the middle of the road. He was lying on the rope, swaying in a leisurely manner.
, said lazily: "Hey, Master, I'm very bored today. This young man passing by, please play with me."
The childish and sunny voice of the young man sounded familiar. Ren Qianqian covered her lips with a fan and thought about it carefully.
Why does this voice sound familiar?
Lowering his voice, Ren Qianqian raised his eyebrows and said loudly: "Young master who is blocking the road, may I ask your name?"
The boy who was dangling on the rope was a little unhappy. He sat up straight and stared at the handsome boy on the horse. "Hey, boy. Didn't anyone tell you that when you ask someone else's name, you have to give your own name first?"
He turned his face away, and Ren Qianqian had a panoramic view of him.
That extremely familiar face and those ruby-like eyes made Ren Qianqian stunned for a moment.
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We meet each other everywhere in life. I didn't expect that she would just walk around and meet this brat.
Raising the corners of her lips, Ren Qianqian narrowed her eyes dangerously: "Who did you call just now?"
Qingli smiled evilly: "Oh, oh, the handsome young master is angry? Hahahahaha, young master, I like handsome young masters like you. Come on, move the fan away and let me see your face."
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The corner of Ren Qianqian's mouth twitched. When he was a child, he was taught not to mess around with men and women, not to mess with women, but to be devoted to one woman. Unexpectedly, this brat stopped messing with women and actually messed with men.
With a dark face, Ren Qianqian sneered and took away the fan.
"Really? Then look at my face carefully. Do you still recognize me?"
Qingli was still muttering to himself just now that a familiar smell came from the person on the horse. Now that person took away the fan, Qingli fell from the rope in an instant.
How could he not recognize the appearance of his favorite mother, and how could he admit that he was wrong?