There have been many such encounters, with different scenes and different conversations, but they all have the same ending.
She always turned around and left coldly, without even a polite look or even a half-kind word.
Every day, when the night fades and daylight appears, he is always the first to see her, but she never looks at him twice.
Wei Ning couldn't bear to see Mo Wuji's figure languish in the failed attempts to strike up conversations countless times.
She said to Yan: "In the mythological stories I am familiar with, gods are all ruthless and desireless. Is Qing Ning the same?"
"Of course not." Nightmare said lightly, "That's just her nature. She and Wujiang are one, guarding the throne, but she will always be Wujiang's opposite. Wujiang is hypocritical, deceitful, insidious, and evil, and she hates everything.
Hypocritical, deceitful, insidious, evil things.”
"But Mo Wuji is not such a person." Wei Ning said.
"If someone pestered you like this for no reason, would you think he was a good person?"
Wei Ning had nothing to say, indeed...but Qing Ning never gave Mo Wuji a chance to speak, so how did she know if it was okay or not?
Irrelevant memories flashed quickly, and the scene turned to an elegant and spacious hall. Unknown spices were burning in the rhinoceros stove. There were no unnecessary decorations in the whole hall, and the sunlight filtered in from the high windows.
, scattered mottled on the ground.
Two figures were sitting far away in the main hall, with the aroma of wine lingering.
"They are not mascots, and the emperor has a headache because of this. Wuji, I have to remind you that if you get close to your friend, you will lose everything." A gentle and elegant voice said slowly.
"So what?" Mo Wuji replied lazily and confusedly, and stood up, "As the God of Command, you have leaked secrets without authorization. If the emperor finds out, he will definitely not forgive you lightly."
"The emperor tacitly approved of revealing the secret to you. She didn't want you to get close to them." The God of Siming said calmly.
Mo Wuji smiled smartly and said: "The emperor's control is too lenient. When did she start to worry about her marriage?"
"Wuji, why are you so obsessed? You have the purest divine bloodline in the Nine Heavens, and Qingning, she is just an evil fruit born in the pool of ten reincarnations!"
"So what?" Mo Wuji still smiled carelessly, not caring about anything.
The God of Ming narrowed his eyes and said: "There are so many evil and resentful thoughts in the mortal world, all of them were transformed into her. Do you know that not only in the Nine Heavens, but also in the entire world, there is no room for her."
Mo Wuji fiddled with his sleeves, turned around and left, saying as he walked: "No matter whether the world can accommodate her or not, I know that there must be a place in this world that can accommodate her."
"Where?" God of Command asked in a raised voice.
"in my heart."
The screen turned quickly, and we reached the edge of the Ten Ponds of Pond, where golden lotus flowers were in full bloom, reflecting the red gold color of the sky.
The goddess in white stands on the lotus, looking into the distance from the wind, her black hair spread like wings behind her.
She looked at the countless temples and pavilions, the numerous heavens, and the countless places beyond the reach of light and darkness.
Mo Wuji walked slowly to the edge of the pool, stood behind her, and said softly: "That is the direction of the mortal world."
The breeze carried his voice accurately to her ears. She heard it, but was indifferent.
"I've been to the mortal world once, do you want to hear it?"
