She didn't understand, and she didn't see clearly.
Except for her difference, all of them are truly the same kind of people.
Murong Shuo, the eldest grandson Wuji, himself, even Dongfang Qing, Qian Yuse, and the eldest grandson Qing and Murong Jiu's children.
They are the same kind of people!
They are the ones who are born to live in darkness.
And she is the light to them all.
Sister, she has no idea that she is the light to all of them!
He couldn't do anything like Changsun Wuji, but he actually wanted to do it. He was the same as Changsun Wuji, and he was even dirtier than him in his heart. Not only did he want to kill everyone around Ajie like him, but he also wanted to do it.
Let her focus solely on herself.
He even shamelessly used his status as 'younger brother' to insist on her not letting go.
He also thought that there was no difference at all between his heart and his grandson Wuji.
But, he tried, but in the end he couldn't do it.
He couldn't personally destroy her who gave him light and warmth in the darkness.
He was already in hell, how could he bear to drag her down too?
As for Murong Shuo, he was a person who made Ling Duannian's feelings very complicated.
It was not unusual for Changsun Wuji to want to kill Murong Shuo, and he did not do it once or twice.
But why did Murong Shuo die this time?
Is Murong Shuo the kind of person who would be driven into desperation and set himself on fire?
Never.
When it comes to strategy, Murong Shuo and Changsun Wuji may be equally matched. But Murong Shuo also has the ability to stay out of things that Changsun Wuji does not have.
A person without needs and desires also has no weaknesses.
And the eldest grandson Wuji, he has.
Murong Shuo didn't lose to Changsun Wuji, it was because he didn't want to play anymore.
Looking at it now, it couldn’t be clearer.
Murong Shuo's original plan, Dajing Fengluan Xiyue, and even his Lan country, would not allow any country to stay out of the Dreamland incident.
His original plan was that there would be no difference between the fate of the people from these four countries and those from other countries.
This is a game that the whole world can play together.
It can even be said that the four countries of Dajing are his original goals, and they even interest him more than those other countries.
What made him change his mind?
Is it really because Changsun Wuji's strategy was too high-end and his attack was too sudden, and he restrained them all who were waiting outside?
no.
No matter how sudden and clever Changsun Wuji is, even if he manages to hide it from him, Dongfang Qing and others, and even hides it from his own son's eyes and connections and makes a sudden attack, he still hits the mark with one hit.
But he believed that it would be impossible for him to leave no trace so that Murong Shuo wouldn't notice it at all.
Why didn't Murong Shuo guard against him in advance...
Because of my sister.
People like Murong Shuo really have no heart. But Ajie, his disciple, felt that the world was boring, so he took everyone to hell together because of Ajie's almost stupid protection.
Risk everything, protect like a mantis using a chariot...
He thought that Murong Wushang, the forefather of the Xiyue Holy Sect who was extremely talented and did not stop for anyone or anything, had a disciple.
He regarded Sister A as his apprentice.
Otherwise, the world today will not be the world it is today.
He didn't care about the people in the world, but just because Murong Shuo couldn't bear to feel sorry for his sister in the end, in Ling Duannian's heart, she was a person he had a good impression of.
Even if his blood stains the mountains and rivers.
Baili Feiyue looked in the direction of Ling Duannian, "Xiaojiu, have you ever felt that way? That kind of despair about one's own powerlessness. The real despair is not about others, but really the despair about one's own powerlessness.
ah."
"Had."
Baili Feiyue smiled and sighed, "Xiaojiu, you've had it too."
"I am not as omnipotent as you think, sister, but for the rest of my life, I will become omnipotent for you, sister."
Baili Feiyue was stunned for a moment, then chuckled, "You are studying."
Ling Duannian himself also laughed, and his eyes rolled up, "The young ladies in the storybook said this, and those young ladies were very happy."
"Tsk, your sister doesn't need you to coax her like the little girl in those story books, and she doesn't need you to take care of me in my old age now. I'm not yet twenty-five years old, and I feel I'm still very young."
"Well, sister will always be young and good-looking." After a long pause, he added, "Sister, Zhang Sunqing and Jiu'er are so smart. It's not that they don't care about you, they are just like ordinary children and their own mothers.
The way we get along is different, it’s just a little different. Sister, you have to take good care of yourself. Once you’re done, I’ll take you to them.”
He was just a young boy with the same age and appearance as a green onion, but he looked like an elder. He began to teach her, "Sister, I am an adult and a mother. It is not easy for me to be as knowledgeable as their children, and to be jealous."
Baili Feiyue felt a little uncomfortable, but she burst out laughing again at what he said.
Ling Duannian looked at the sky and said, "Sister, wait for me. The medicinal porridge I made for you is ready. I'll bring it to you."
When he reached the intersection of the courtyard, he glanced at the people waiting at the intersection. The two people lowered their faces and nodded, remaining silent.
Ling Duannian's meaning was very clear. If Baili Feiyue bumped into the table again, they wouldn't need to be here.
Those two people didn't dare to neglect.
Ling Duannian looked back at Baili Feiyue again, and when he was about to leave, he heard Baili Feiyue's voice sounding faintly, seeming to be asking him, and also seemed to be asking himself.
"Am I really a good mother and a good apprentice?"
"You are. You are a good mother." The boy gave her a positive answer.
"It's not that you don't care about those two children, it's just that you have never had the opportunity to get along with them like an ordinary mother and child. One was taken away from you when he was a child, but the other was with you. Sister, in your situation at the time, you didn't have the time or ability.
To take care of."
"Sister, there is a saying that people are timid when they are close to home. You are just a little clumsy when facing them. But sister, in this world, you don't care about your children, Yaoer Baoer, just holding them in your arms every day and greeting them. It doesn't mean that you care about them.
One bite at a time, I care so much about you that I love you."
As for the good disciple, "Senior Murong was in this world that he had no nostalgia for. Before he burned himself, I think he actually got the most precious thing to him."
sincere.
His disciple's attitude toward his mentor was pure and sincere.
And this sincerity is exactly what he has never received from anyone since he came to this world.
Even Murong Shuo's mentor at that time, based on his understanding of the teachings of Xiyue Holy Cult and the previous saints.
It is not difficult to guess that the former Holy Master was probably more interested in saving Murong Shuo from demons and becoming a Buddha, and was trying to control his mentality so as not to cause harm to others.
Otherwise, how could the master who was so kind to him not influence him at all?
Only Ajie, although this sincerity was due to Murong Shuo's life-saving grace, in the end, he was her master, a master whom she truly loved and cared about from the bottom of her heart.
As for Murong Shuo, he had done so many things before the Dream Realm, and there were many things going on in the Dream Realm. It was hard to say that he was not testing his sister.
He might also want to see if there is a person in this world who would really risk everything for a person like him.
He saw it.
After Ling Duannian left, he went to the room where the medicinal porridge was cooked.
The shadowy man in black who didn't know when he appeared quietly behind him said, "Master, do you want to tell the eldest lady about the regent of Dajing?"
Here, Ling Duannian's person has always been called Miss Baili Feiyue.
Ling Duannian said coldly, "Sister, I won't mention a dead person, so what are we doing to make her unhappy by mentioning it?"
The man in black opened his mouth and said, "Yes, I understand."
He added, "It's just that, Master, please keep your emotions in check in front of the eldest lady, so that the eldest lady won't guess anything by herself."
The young man looked at the medicinal porridge that was still hot to his hands, "Do you want me to become the next eldest grandson Wuji in my sister's heart?"
The inability to touch and see through made her panic and despair, and she fell into a bottomless abyss little by little?
The people in black's hearts trembled.
That’s why the master spoke like that in front of the eldest lady. He seemed to be flawless, but in fact, he didn’t reveal any traces, making it easier for the eldest lady to guess his thoughts...
For example, the eldest lady in the courtyard said that the master lied.
If the master really lied, even the eldest lady would not be able to see or feel it.
The eldest lady felt that the master had no intention of lying to her...
Then I heard the young man's voice sounding vaguely again, "I won't mention it on purpose, but no matter what it is, as long as my sister asks, I won't hide it from her."
The man in black nodded solemnly, "I understand."
The weight of this sentence understood this time is obviously different from the previous sentence.