He looked at the only man in this world who could compete with him in terms of appearance, and smiled coquettishly, "Your story has spread throughout the Nine Heavens."
Mo Wuji smiled politely and said, "Do you and I need to make fun of each other?"
"I admire you very much." Nightmare raised her eyes slightly, her eyes shining brightly, "Unless the world is destroyed, you will never die or grow old. What's the point of such a life?"
"You are the only one who can understand me at this time." Mo Wuji lowered his eyes and smiled, "Nama, I want to ask you for something."
"You are begging me this once in your life, can I not agree?"
Mo Wuji looked at the bright golden light in the distance, facing a gust of breeze, and said softly: "I hope she can live a simple and happy life for the rest of her life, so please don't let her know my existence."
Nightmare looked at him, her light red eyes dimming slightly, and nodded with a sigh.
The wind came from afar, fluttering the clothes of the two most beautiful people in the world, shining brilliantly under the daylight.
Wei Ning looked at it blankly and suddenly asked: "Nan, you didn't keep your promise."
"Yes." Nightmare laughed softly, her sweet voice like a playing harp, "I share the same problem with him, and I really want to keep my promise, but I can't help but tell you this. I just hope that after you go back in the future,
Don’t forget him.”
With tears streaming down her face, Wei Ning suddenly opened her hand, ran over quickly, and hugged Mo Wuji's body from behind, but she only held him for a while. They were illusory memories and did not exist at all.
"Mo Wuji, I want to remember you for the rest of my life! How could I forget you?"
She wiped away her tears and watched him cry bitterly, shouting his name hoarsely.
Nightmare stood behind her, looking at her helplessly.
Suddenly, something flashed across Nightmare's eyes, as if he was so shocked that he couldn't control himself.
"Shen Weining!"
Wei Ning raised her head while crying, and was stunned. Her crying suddenly stopped, and all the expressions on her face were ridiculously frozen, unbelievable.
Mo Wuji, who only existed in his memory, was looking into the distance with Yan when he suddenly turned around and looked behind him thoughtfully, his eyes filled with sadness and expectation, as if he was looking for something.
In fact, Wei Ning was so close to him at that time, almost right in front of him and within reach.
Mo Wuji raised his hand and lightly grabbed it in the air, but found nothing. He looked ahead in despair.
"What's wrong?" At that time, the nightmare turned around and looked at his movements with a smile on his face.
"For a moment just now, I felt that Qing Ning was beside me." Mo Wuji smiled self-deprecatingly, "Isn't it ridiculous?"
However, Nightmare did not smile. He looked at the void in front of him, which was drawn into a gorgeous purple precipitate by the gradually sinking daylight.
"Indeed." He said two words lightly, but his light red eyes gradually narrowed.
Mo Wuji said: "In her mortal life, the only time she cried was when she was separated from me. At that time, I thought it would be great if she could never be sad."
"You are a human being, how can you not be sad? Those who are not sad are all hypocritical gods." said the nightmare.
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Don't scold me, believe me, this is really not a sad story, the ending is hilarious, and everyone can be happy. You haven't seen the ending, so don't make random guesses, okay? Lao Lu's writing is the best in the world.
