After the three of them were busy in the kitchen for a while, they finally prepared dinner. Gan Yu and Shen He each cooked their favorite dishes, while Yun Mo cooked some festive dishes.
Although he had no nostalgia for Zhuyue Festival in his heart, and time had passed, Yunmo still made a Mid-Autumn mooncake with his own hands to commemorate the more than twenty years he had lived on earth and those who accompanied him
, this may be his only thought.
The dinner party was set in the courtyard. The moon in the sky was no longer full, but gradually became much thinner, as if it was about to disappear into the darkness.
But the slightly cold moonlight fell down, falling on the bodies of Gan Yu, Shen He and others, making them look like they were covered with a layer of gauze, hazy and ethereal, as if they did not belong to the mundane world. There was a kind of
Unreal beauty.
Everything was ready. Zhenjun Liuyun Jiufeng, who had been studying the Xianjia automatic cooking pot for a long time with no results, also came to the courtyard. The four masters and disciples sat down and shared dinner in a harmonious atmosphere.
During the meal, the four of them chatted, and occasionally talked about some past events, but because of Zhenjun's chatty personality, he revealed a lot of interesting things about Gan Yu and Shen He when they were young, which made them laugh.
Yun Mo listened with great interest and couldn't help laughing.
But the other two were not so happy, and they all added food to their master, hoping to shut her mouth and avoid exposing some unbearable past events.
But Zhenjun Liuyun Jiefeng's spirit of chatting was still strong, with no intention of stopping at all, leaving them dumbfounded.
In a cheerful atmosphere, after dinner, the disciples got up to clear away the dishes, and when Yun Mo was about to get up to help, Zhenjun Liuyun Jiefeng patted Yun Mo's shoulder with her crane wings,
Instructing him to follow her.
"Follow me, Master. I have something I want to talk to you about." Liuyun Jiefeng Zhenjun's tone was more serious, with a majesty that could not be rejected.
Yun Mo did not refuse and immediately followed.
One person and one crane came to the pavilion in the courtyard. Yunmo followed him and took a seat, while Liuyun Jiefeng Zhenjun quietly recited a spell silently and set up a restriction in the nearby space to prevent the sound from spreading outward.
After all the preparations were done, Liu Yun Jie Feng Zhenjun glanced at Shen He's slender and frail back, then looked back at Yun Mo, and asked straight to the point: "Shen He lost control when he followed you underground, was it?
?”
Although Shen He bought a new red rope and tied it to his body as soon as he returned to Liyue Port, he still couldn't hide it from the discernment of Lord Liuyun Jiefeng, after all, she had imposed the seal with her own hands.
Even if the red rope is accidentally lost or damaged, it can still play its life-binding role, but now, Liuyun Jiefeng Zhenjun cannot feel the existence of the restriction he has set from Shenhe's body. It is blocked by another strong force.
replaced by strength.
However, the magic circle that replaced the red rope to bind fate at this moment also protected Shen He very well, allowing her to maintain her sanity. The person who set up such a restriction should be Yun, who is clearly a demon god, but wants to be her disciple.
Ink.
"Yes, the illusion under the rock abyss made Shen He misjudge the real situation, causing her to lose control. I'm sorry that I couldn't stop it in time." Yun Mo lowered his head slightly, although Shen He did not have any sequelae from this.
, but I still feel a little guilty about this matter.
Liuyun Jiefeng Zhenjun's mood changed slightly when she heard about the Strata Rock Abyss. Apparently, this place that brought both wealth and disaster to Liyue had some impression on her.
However, Liuyun Jiefeng Zhenjun did not take up the topic of Layeryan Juyuan. He just said lightly: "I don't blame you for this, but you should have seen Shenhe's past or future and know what her destiny is.
What will he think of her?"
"As usual, I don't believe in fate. Everything depends on people and everything is for people." Yun Mo also cast his gaze on Shen He, his eyes clear and firm, and said: "Shen He can change, just wait patiently.
That’s fine.”
"Are you serious? If you are just perfunctory, then I will be angry." Zhenjun Liuyun Jiefeng's tone became a little ambiguous, as if he wanted to express something.
At this time, Shen He also noticed the gazes of Yi He. She looked back slightly and looked at her master and junior brother with a look of confusion on her face. Because of the soundproofing ban, she didn't quite understand what they were talking about.
.
Yun Mo smiled slightly at Shen He, then turned back to look at Liu Yun Jiefeng Zhenjun, and replied softly: "You may not believe it, but my situation is the same as Shen He's. I have demonic nature in my body. If it breaks out
You may lose your humanity at any time when you come out, do you want to see?"
"Oh?" Zhenjun Liuyun Jiefeng's eyes flashed slightly, and she became a little interested. She looked at Yunmo and asked, "What do you think?"
Yun Mo did not respond to Liu Yun Jiefeng Zhenjun. His aura suddenly changed. His clothes were dancing in the wind, his hair was flying around, and his body began to tremble. There were magic patterns flowing on the surface of his skin, which looked extremely terrifying.
And Yun Mo's dark purple eyes gradually turned into dark red vertical pupils, like the pupils of a beast, with a ferocious meaning, as if they were going to devour everything in front of them.
"Ah..." Yun Mo groaned softly after being transformed into a demon, "The evil in the world is taken advantage of by the devil..."
Seeing this scene, Zhenjun Liuyun Jiefeng felt alarm bells ringing in her heart. She immediately distanced herself from Yunmo, and used her crane wings to activate an immortal technique, intending to block Yunmo and prevent him from continuing to become a demon.
.
However, before Liu Yun borrowed Zhenjun Feng's magical skills, the terrifying demonic aura on Yun Mo's body suddenly disappeared completely, and he returned to the gentle and elegant young man he was before.
Dressed in a white robe, her slightly longer black hair fluttered slightly in the evening breeze, her face was handsome, and there was a faint smile on her lips, as gentle as jade, like the sunshine in spring, full of vitality and giving people a sense of warmth.