Mo Qing Fanwai
After being with Lu Zhaoyao, Mo Qing has seldom recalled the past, because for Mo Qing, all the time in the past is not as reassuring as it is now.
Many years later, one day he took Lu Zhaoyao and the two boys from his family to Fengzhou City. Lu Zhaoyao suddenly became interested and wanted to see Sima Rong, so the family went to Sima Rong's courtyard as guests.
Sima Rong was still alone, but that mechanical technique had been mastered to perfection, and the wooden man he created was no different from a real person.
They entered the courtyard, but saw a woman pushing Sima Rong's wheelchair out, and when she saw the woman, she was stunned for a moment: "Little round face..."
The peeping mirror can see what Zhao Yao is thinking, Mo Qing understands the cause and effect of this, and does not say much, only watching the little round-faced wooden man made by Sima Rong lead the two children behind him to play in the yard.
Zhao Yao gave birth to a boy and a girl, the elder sister's name is Li Mingge, and the younger brother's name is Li Mingshu. The two brothers and sisters are like father and mother, but they are the opposite of Mo Qing. The elder sister is taciturn, and treats people and affairs similar to Mo Qing, while the younger brother is a complete copy of Lu Zhaoyao, running around in the world. If there is a child in the family who is beaten, you will know that it is the younger brother without thinking.
Now the younger brother and elder sister were led away by the little round-faced wooden man. After a while, Li Mingshu pulled out a button on the back of the wooden man's hand. With two "snacks", the little round-faced wooden man's fingers became A few small pieces of wood fell to the ground.
Li Mingshu let out an "oh", as if it was very strange, while Li Mingge frowned, his little round face was not angry, he just bent over to pick up his wood. Lu Zhaoyao was angry: "You little bastard will cause trouble for me if you don't see you for a while! Come here!"
She rolled up her sleeves and went to clean up. Li Mingshu hurriedly hid behind her sister. Sima Rong, who was sitting in a wheelchair, chuckled lightly when she saw this: "Senior brother, you are so lucky. I haven't had the pleasure of fireworks like this in this small courtyard for a long time. ."
How much loneliness can a house full of wooden people comfort? I am afraid that outsiders will never understand.
Mo Qing gave Sima Rong a hand, pushed his wheelchair and walked under the small tree in the next courtyard: "Zhao Yao has seen the Nanyue Cult woman in your courtyard."
Hearing this, Sima Rong grabbed the wheelchair and was silent for a long time. The fireworks behind him seemed to be leaving him in an instant. He turned his head and looked at Mo Qing: "What?"
Zhao Yao has never told any of these things to outsiders, let alone Sima Rong. Mo Qing knew the idea of swagger. She felt that since the yin and yang were separated and could never be together again, it would be better not to know the existence of that person, so as to save the thoughts and sadness.
But Mo Qing knew that even if Sima Rong would never be able to touch or even feel the existence of the Nanyue Cult woman, knowing that she was still by his side would be enough to make him happy.
Because today, there is no other extravagant hope, just knowing her existence is enough to comfort the loneliness that seems to come from the soul.
Mo Qing understood his heart.
Because once upon a time, he was like that too.
In fact, when he first met Lu Zhaoyao, he never thought that one day in the future, he would live the life he is with her now. She suddenly broke into his life when he was desperate, tyrannical and unreasonable, and left him the most unforgettable picture in his life on that night.
She came from the sky like a god, blocked the knife that killed him, saved his life, and led him out of the desperate situation. Then accompany him to accompany him, even with all the injuries, he will protect him from beginning to end.
He was young at that time, and he didn't know where he came from. The world said that he was the leftover son of the Demon King, and he thought so too. He has been displaced along the way, facing endless assassinations and dangers since he can remember. He never knew what it was like to feel at ease.
And Lu Zhaoyao let him know.
When she protected him from so many fights and went through so many desperate situations, when she didn't let go of his palm even though the blood was all over the ground, when she carried him up to the ruined temple in Chenji Mountain, and finally found When in a safe place.
He felt at ease like never before. Subconscious peace of mind because of Lu Zhaoyao's existence.
His face is ugly, and he has lived a humble life since he was a child and dare not show his true face, but she said that his eyes are as beautiful as the stars. In fact, Lu Zhaoyao didn't know that she was like the starry sky in his dark life, shining with starlight and endless beauty, which made him intoxicated and fascinated.
But he also knew so clearly that Lu Zhaoyao would leave one day. Because she kept telling him that she wanted to be a good person, and she was going to find Luo Mingxuan, the golden immortal who seemed to be far away.
For Lu Zhaoyao at that time, Luo Mingxuan was like her morning star, she was so eager to find him.
Looking at her appearance when she mentioned Luo Mingxuan, looking at the aura and anticipation in her eyebrows, Mo Qing was only silent.
So when Lu Zhaoyao got up in the morning, looked at Chaoyang, stretched out, waved his hand in the morning light and told him that she was leaving, he could only look at her silently, holding back his panic, reluctance, sadness and Pain, swallowing all the emotions, pretending to be indifferent and mature and watching her leave gracefully.
For Lu Zhaoyao, he was just a passer-by in the life he saved.
And he, a passer-by, had no choice but to correct his mentality. From then on, he stayed in the ruined temple on Chenji Mountain that she brought him here. Hold on to those insignificant pasts she gave him, and wipe away the tears left by her helplessness when she was young. Live alone with the wind and moon of Chenji Mountain.
What can be done, Lu Zhaoyao wanted that kind of life, thinking that she would live so recklessly and happily somewhere in the world, he could only bless her.
But he never thought that such a Lu Zhaoyao, the Lu Zhaoyao who ran to his own star, would one day return to Chenji Mountain with blood and hatred all over his body.
It was hard to say that he was unhappy when he met her again, but looking at Lu Zhaoyao's burning hatred, he hated the Jinxian Luo Mingxuan with her from the bottom of his heart.
What Jinxian? How could he be willing to hurt Lu Zhaoyao, who was so good, so good that he almost dared not touch him like this.
He wanted to avenge Zhao Yao, but his body had no talent for practicing magic at all.
Mo Qing didn't know that it was because of the demon seal around him that he couldn't mobilize the breath in his body. He could comprehend in his heart what Master had said and taught him, but his body could not do it.
So the master who Zhao Yao pointed to thought he was an untalented demon cultivator, and Mo Qing himself thought the same.
He was sent to guard the mountain gate, and it was reasonable, he never blamed anyone. For Mo Qing, it was enough to be the first to see her and greet her every time she returned to the mountain.
That was the most secret joy in his heart during the time he was guarding in front of the mountain gate.
He liked her so much, and he liked her so much that only a few moments were enough for him to happily survive the next day when he didn't see her.
Even... After Cong Lu Zhaoyao became the master of Wanlu, his footsteps never stopped beside him for a moment, and his eyes never gave him another moment.
But knowing that she is on Chenji Mountain behind her, the wind blowing his clothes in front of the mountain gate will float up the mountain far away and kiss the hair on her forehead, which is enough.
And the reason why fate is fascinating is that it is unexpected.
For Mo Qing, there were a lot of unexpected things after meeting Lu Zhaoyao, and the most unexpected thing was the unspeakable past events between him and Lu Zhaoyao in front of the mountain gate.
It was his alone secret, so secret that even Lu Zhaoyao didn't want her to know it.
Lu Zhaoyao fought with Luo Mingxuan, and she almost sealed Jinxian Luo Mingxuan with her life.
He was very anxious at the foot of the mountain, and only Tuo Sima Rong brought him news. After hearing that Gu Hanguang had rescued Lu Zhaoyao, the first order from her sect master turned out to be a feast for the world, and Mo Qing was really dumbfounded.
Fortunately, she was fine.
The starry sky that night was extremely bright. After Chenji Mountain accepted all the guests, the formation in front of the mountain gate was reopened.
In the Hall of No Evil, there are staggered rounds, and the sound of silk and bamboo seems to never stop. He could imagine the madness of the carnival on the top of the mountain. The ruined temple where he and Lu Zhaoyao had been together had long since disappeared. After looking up at the top of the mountain for a while, he sat on the steps in front of the mountain gate and continued to guard the mountain gate.
When Xiyue Peak was on fire, Mo Qing looked back, but saw Lu Zhaoyao, who came in a moment, staggeringly standing on the stairs.
She was still holding a jug in her hand, her face flushed with drunkenness, her eyes blurred, reflecting the light of the formation behind him. She didn't know that her appearance at that time was like a god-sent surprise in his eyes.
If you tell Lu Zhaoyao, she may not believe it, but Mo Qing can be regarded as the person who understands her state of mind best in the world. What sealing Luo Mingxuan means to Lu Zhaoyao, others don't understand, he understands.
In the world of magic, thousands of guests came to congratulate Lu Zhaoyao, but he was the only one who felt distressed for her.
I feel bad for the woman who used to have such bright eyes, but now she is being tricked by fate and wipes out her light with her own hands.
He looked at Lu Zhaoyao on the stairs, he couldn't do anything, but at least he wanted to say a word of comfort to her, exhort her to drink less alcohol and take care of her health. He knew that Lu Zhaoyao might not listen, but if he could say these caring words to her, it could be regarded as a fulfillment of his wish today.
But speaking to Lu Zhaoyao, what a sacred thing, he was considering his words and being cautious, but Lu Zhaoyao said indifferently: "Hey, catch me."
She said this, like a butterfly that came lightly, with her gorgeous clothes as its wings, it rushed into his arms with a "boom".
Carrying the cold night wind and her intoxicating aroma of wine, he was caught off guard, and his feet staggered. He didn't have time to stand firm, only hugged Lu Zhaoyao, and fell backwards. Stopped in front of the formation outside the archway.
A little more, and he will be thrown into that murderous and invisible formation by Lu Zhaoyao.
But holding the tenderness in his arms, Mo Qing couldn't give birth to even the slightest reproach, he could only remind: "Sect Master, you are drunk."
As soon as Lu Zhaoyao raised his hand, he pressed his lips: "Shh..." The aroma of wine in her mouth blew in his ear, like a fluffy dog's tail grass, scratching him from the base of his ear to the point of itching. In her bones, she spoke to him vaguely: "Don't be arguing, I'm just here to find someone to vent."
what does she say
Mo Qing began to doubt his ears.
While he was still in a daze, Lu Zhaoyao grabbed his collar arrogantly, forced him to raise his head, and... kissed him.
In fact, it wasn't even a kiss at all, it was biting him.
The bite made him feel pain, and the pain just made him recover from the violent impact.
no.
He could feel his desire for Lu Zhaoyao, the desire that had been deeply suppressed in his heart. How could she do this, she is Lu Zhaoyao, as long as she hooks her hand, he is willing to do anything for her.
But only this... He had to control himself.
She is drunk. no.
If she was awake, she would definitely hate herself.
He tried to push her away. But this drunk Wanlu Sect Master actually had a higher cultivation base than him at the time, and suppressed him hard. She said, "Be good. Be obedient."
When he is a small animal coaxing
He couldn't refuse Lu Zhaoyao, no matter what she said, he couldn't refuse. Including that time, his reason rang the big bell of wake-up again and again in his mind, he told himself, no, no, no!
But Lu Zhaoyao is like a fairy in legend, licking his lips, stroking his chest, biting his ears gently, licking his earlobe with the tip of his tongue, that little delicate touch, the temptation of ecstasy , let him throw away his armor and armour, and be defeated.
He couldn't help accepting her enthusiasm, her seduction, and her fatal temptation, and he couldn't help but start responding. Under the lust, the humble thoughts that had been carefully hidden for many years broke through the restrictions like a volcanic eruption, surging out, scorching lava, as if it could cover the sky and the sun.
After a moment of being out of control, Lu Zhaoyao seemed to be unable to cope with his offensive, she pushed him away, and lay on his chest to look at her.
In her dark eyes was his ugly face reflected by the light of the formation.
Those black marks, like black bugs, covered his face with disgust and horror.
Lu Zhaoyao's pupils were like a mirror, making him feel sick himself. He didn't turn his head to avoid her attention, he was afraid that she would scare her... more... afraid that she would be disgusted and disgusted.
However, she said, his eyes are as beautiful as the sea of stars. Those words were so gentle, but they contained a power that shook his soul.
She held his face, gently touching and kissing every ugly mark on his face.
It's like giving him redemption.
"Do you know who I am?"
"Mo Qing."
The two-letter name she gave him blurted out, and then it all spiraled out of control.
He could no longer control the surging emotions and surging love that hit his heart and his limbs.
He hugged her, turned around, and pressed her under him, while Lu Zhaoyao, like a bad guy who succeeded in his tricks, asked him teasingly, "Do you know who I am?"
"Zhao Yao... Lu Zhao Yao."
It is his savior, his God-given good fortune, the only wind and moon, love and love, redemption and waiting in his life.
Mo Qing can never forget that night in front of the mountain gate, next to the killing formation, all the terrifying horrors in the world are behind him, and all the evil and beautiful desires in the world are under him.
She is his only desire in this life.