For fear of absorbing his own malicious pen, he could form a sanity again and rob him of his body.
After all, his current malice is not a murderous aura, loneliness and despair.
It's an obsession with a person.
It only took a while for her sanity to come out, and the transition from killing her to Bai Weiwei and liking her and torturing her took only a few minutes.
If you let your maliciousness get sane again, it's probably that time.
Bai Weiwei's biggest enemy is not others.
It's him.
Bai Weiwei's face was dazed and gorgeous, she didn't understand his words at all, so she took the initiative to kiss him.
Yu Moqian only felt that her smell was an alluring poison.
He couldn't help but reach out and touch her hair, deepening the kiss.
This is an illusion and cannot be completely degenerate.
He secretly warned himself in his heart, but he couldn't get rid of such a sweet hallucination.
In the cold moonlight, he slowly hugged her, she lay obediently in front of him, her hair slipped down his fingers, and his breath became chaotic and heavy.
And her posture has also changed, from pure to flirtatious, every movement is seducing him to keep falling.
Yu Moqian's eyes were terrifyingly red.
His back was arched, his muscles were tense, and hot sweat was pouring out of his forehead.
Bai Weiwei's warm breath blew in his ear, "Brother Yu, can I stay with you forever?"
Yu Moqian's eyes became blurred, his thin lips trembled, and he finally sighed.
"You know, that's what I want."
together forever.
What he wanted was actually this.
In spite of his malice, he still retains the greatest sense of insecurity.
After all, it's been too long, he was afraid that Bai Weiwei would not like him and leave halfway.
Bai Weiwei laughed softly, "It's strange that I don't leave you..."
Her voice became colder, which made Yu Moqian's chest hurt fiercely, the blur in his eyes disappeared instantly, and he quickly looked up.
Only then did he realize that he was still standing in front of the mirror.
And there was nothing left on the mirror.
He was panting in cold sweat.
Mirrors can inspire a person's heart desires and fears the most.
Yu Moqian covered his face with trembling fingers. He just experienced what he wanted most, and what he was afraid of.
Gain her, lose her.
Yu Moqian's breathing was chaotic for a long time, and he managed to suppress the discomfort in his chest and let himself return to normal.
Yu Sanqian is dead.
Tiandaomen will be in chaos for a while, and during this time he and Bai Weiwei will go to other places to live in seclusion.
Yu Moqian put away the peach wood sword, which is one of the treasures of Tiandaomen.
But it's his thing.
He brought it back with a clear conscience.
Yu Moqian's footsteps were still a little weak, and he turned to leave.
But suddenly thought of something, he stepped back and looked in the mirror.
Mirrors also have a prophetic effect.
While too complicated predictions sometimes go wrong, sometimes... they're accurate.
Yu Moqian looked at the mirror with dark eyes for a while, then hesitantly reached out and opened the ancient mirror again.
There were ripples in the ancient mirror. He pressed his five fingers on the mirror and asked softly, "Can Yu Moqian and Bai Weiwei be together forever?"
The mirror was silent.
This question spans too long.
So the mirror is incapable of answering
Yu Moqian didn't know whether to breathe a sigh of relief or disappointment. Just as his fingers were about to leave the mirror, two words appeared on the mirror.
"cannot."
Yu Moqian's fingers froze, and his face became cold.
Not necessarily correct.
Mirrors are not necessarily correct.
Yu Moqian persuaded himself, but couldn't help but ask, "Why?"
Why can't they be together forever.