His voice is magnetic and gentle, and he has the look of a young man. He is no longer the unruly and unruly boy, but is clear and melodious.
The white moonlight shines along the yellow sand of the desert, and the golden mask has a little luster. The eyes are as pure and clean as ever, showing a bit of evil and unruly. The bohemian evil master is not in vain.
Mo Xie stood up, put down his wine, crossed the crowd of people on the floor, and walked towards her with his long legs.
It seems like centuries have passed and the wind has stopped.
Mo Xie took off the dark green ring inlaid with agate and handed it to Qing Ge, saying warmly: "The wine I brewed these days is all in it. If you don't like heartbroken wine, I will brew something else someday."
He has changed too much over the years. He no longer loves mountains and rivers, but begins to long for power. He no longer gives up on cultivation, but begins to struggle. He doesn't ask for much, as long as she is good.
Mo Xie smiled lightly.
Once you encounter a light song, you will be wrong for life.
If you don't encounter Qingge, you will always be wrong.
Who can say whether it will happen or not, whether it will be a mistake or not.
You can never escape what you are destined to hit.
Even if you dig three feet into the ground, you will be dug up by fate and tortured repeatedly.
Qingge stretched out her hand to take the space ring, her eyes trembling slightly.
"Lao Xie, are you tired?" Qingge clutched her ring and clenched her little hands into fists.
"I used to have no ambitions. I wanted to be a dandy. I would occasionally ride a powerful horse through the streets. I would flirt with pretty girls when I met them. I also wanted to free myself to see the scenery and customs I had never seen before.
, I feel that God has been very kind to me, allowing me to be born into the Mohist family and live my whole life just to eat and wait for death, so I have no regrets in this life."
Mo Xie's eyes shone brightly, "Now, I want to pursue a higher realm. I want to know what the end of the journey of cultivation is. Moreover, I don't want to be like Bi Xishuang, Qingsha Yao, Xiao Rufeng and others. Say something.
If you are very cruel, they will no longer be able to touch your world. This world is very cruel. Heaven and earth keep saying fairness and justice. People will always be divided into three, six or nine classes. Even if thousands of years pass by, class divisions will still be separated.
There won’t be any changes.”
"Since ancient times, there have been emperors and kings. If this is the case, then why is the person standing high in the sky someone else and not me?"
"..."
After listening to the light song for a long time, I felt melancholy.
Mo Xie now is indeed different from before.
And she is different too.
As Mo Xie said, a very cruel thing is that people who are not in the same world or class will eventually drift away.
This has nothing to do with anything else, it's just that the laws of heaven and earth are relatively ruthless.
The same is true for Liu Yan'er. Because she knows this, she doesn't want to stay where she is for a long time.
That night, Qing Ge and Mo Xie drank happily and talked about everything from romance to national affairs.
Occasionally there would be arguments, and they would scold each other as if they were young.
In fact, they have never changed.
Gillian had already been brought into Qisha's castle by Bing Lingtian. She looked at that scene from a distance and suddenly felt a sense of fascination.
Isn't this what she has been waiting for?
As the sky gradually dawned, I drank Qingge until I was half asleep leaning against Liu Yan'er.
When she opened her eyes again, there was only desolation left in the desert, and Mo Xie and the evil people had disappeared.
Not too much involvement is to protect her.
In the early morning, before Mo Xie left, he looked back several times.
Mo Ziteng rubbed his head, "Miss Ye is very good, and the Lord is also very good, why can't they be together?"
"Why are we together?" Mo Xie looked at her and asked in confusion.
Mo Ziteng looked at her, her cheeks slightly red.
The Lord's eyes are so gentle, they are almost drowning.
Mo Xie smiled. He had never thought about being together.
After walking a few steps, Mo Xie stopped and looked back at Qingge. He sighed deeply, then walked slowly towards Qingge, took off his scarlet blood-red cloak and covered Qingge. He brushed away the hair from Qingge's white hair.
Huang Sha rubbed Qing Ge's head, straightened his cloak again, and then turned around and left again.
A wisp of scarlet smoke, and a strange door to the void suddenly appeared as it tore through the sky.
Mo Xie raised his foot and stepped in front of the void door. He couldn't help but look at Qing Ge, and there were too many emotions in his eyes.
A golden mask covered his face, and no one knew his expression.
Before Mo Xie left, a figure came in a hurry.
"Son..."
Gillian stood in front of Mo Xie, as if she had freshened up, her eyes were still a little red and swollen, and she looked quite embarrassed.
There was a light of hope in her eyes, and her red lips trembled several times.
Mo Xie looked at her coldly, which was different from the gentle and carefree way he treated Ye Qingge. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he was ruthless and cold-blooded at this moment.
Gillian's heart felt slightly cold.
Mo Xie did not answer Gillian's intention and stepped through the void door. When the void door closed, Gillian could only see the graceful figure from the gap between the two doors.
Mo Xie's voice came from inside the Void Gate, "If I knew I had saved a monster, not only would I not have saved it, I would have made two more cuts."
Two lines of clear tears fell from Gillian's eyes, and she shouted sadly: "Young Master... Young Master... my name is Gillian, Jiaohua's Jiao."
The void door closed completely, and Gillian collapsed to the ground helplessly.
…
The morning light was dim, and Qing Ge's body still felt warm. She looked around blankly, and the strong fragrance of spirits flowed in the air.
Qingge subconsciously grabbed the cloak covering her body, looked down, shook her head and smiled.
Mo Xie, now that he has retired, he is now the Lord.
Is it a blessing or a curse, good or bad?
She had no idea.
It's just that the road has reached this point and there is no way back.
Qingge turned around and saw Gillian standing on the desert. Gillian walked towards her and stopped about three steps away. She twisted her sleeves with her hands, lowered her head and murmured softly, "I want to go back to Tiandiyuan."
"Heaven and Earth Courtyard is ashamed of you." Qingge sneered unceremoniously.
People do make mistakes in this life, but some mistakes cannot be made up for in a lifetime.
Tiandiyuan does not need such a disciple who rebels for his own selfish reasons and turns sides to destroy Tiandiyuan.
Qingge turned around and walked into Jinbao.
Gillian looked at Qingge's back, her eyes trembling and her gaze slightly gleaming.
"Senior Sister." A loud voice sounded, and Gillian looked sideways. Feng Jin smelled of wine because of his hangover, "Are you aggrieved? You should thank Junior Sister Ye."
Gillian clenched her hands into fists and suppressed her emotions. She had already let go of her pride and self-esteem, wouldn't it help?
"If it hadn't been for the strength of Junior Sister Ye, all the disciples of Tiandiyuan would have died at the hands of General Tiandi, and Senior Sister, you are the real culprit. At least, you can redeem your sins now, but Tiandiyuan can no longer accept a traitor. If not, it will be unfair to others.
Others are unfair. Heaven and earth may be unfair, but Heaven and Earth Court is just." Feng Jin sighed deeply and said.
As the saying goes, the prodigal son never returns with gold.
But can the things that have been done be written off?
No, history and time will keep those traces forever, even if they reincarnate for several lifetimes, they cannot be erased.