Indulgence and indifference were actually Mo Yunye's indulgence and pampering towards a strange little fox demon.
Qianhua didn't know what it meant, and Mo Yunye was also a little confused. "You came to the new heaven again, just like the morning before Yi Xue was killed five hundred years ago?", Or "You have come to heaven again? Just like how many days and nights before, you have been by my side... but who are you?"... Chaotic consciousness flips over the past, present and future, but cannot flip what is in front of me. Is her appearance a shadow of the past or a trace of the future? Now, she frowned slightly, also thinking: "I came to heaven because Luo Qian hurt me, don't you know? Why do you still ask me like this, what exactly is it?" mean?"
Realizing that he might have lost his words, Mo Yunye asked again: "What are you doing in New Heaven?"
"I'm lost." Qianhua replied without hesitation. This was the perfunctory way a stranger should ask and answer when they meet.
But Mo Yunye added, "It doesn't matter if you say this to me. If you meet other people, you won't believe it."
Qianhua suddenly raised her eyes, wanting to see through the deep meaning hidden in his eyes, which were like a pool of quiet springs in the sky, but she couldn't see through the blurred emotions. She couldn't see through them before. Today, she is still wondering whether they are sad or happy. well.
"When you meet other people, it's better to escape as soon as possible. If you don't get caught in time, just say that I sent you. You can fool them for any reason, and don't let the conversation slip." Mo Yunye continued what he had just said, Then he raised his hands and walked away.
Qianhua's heart is like a deer, and her thoughts are numb: Why is he as gentle and gentle as before, as indulgent and doting as before, but he clearly doesn't recognize himself, but he is clearly protecting himself!
Qianhua turned around and saw that he had already gone far, not in the direction of Yaochi. He thought that Nan Liyue and Tianmu would be safe for the time being, so he hurriedly packed up his panic, not daring to stay where he was to arouse more suspicion, and walked quickly with his head lowered. Going back to the Baiyuan Garden of Heaven, Mo Yunye's meaningful words just now lingered in my ears. Why was his attitude so familiar and yet strange? His words were hesitant to say, whether he had discovered something or was suspecting something. ... But after thinking about it all the way, she had no clue. In the end, she just thought she was being paranoid. After she returned to the guest room hesitantly step by step, Nan Liyue had already come back before her.
Admittedly, at that moment, Luo Qianhua didn't know that when she silently turned around and walked away quickly, Mo Yunye, who had clearly walked away, suddenly turned around, looked at her back with panic steps, and murmured to herself quietly. This sentence: "Qianhua, if you are still alive, without the flower soul, will you not change your past appearance, or... I have long been unable to recognize you, and you are unwilling to recognize me?"...
Mo Yunye was not sure, and Luo Qianhua would not know about his melancholy, because at the moment, her heart was all about Nan Liyue. Seeing his half-hidden figure burning something next to the candle, Qianhua quickly approached. He asked worriedly: "Ah Li, go back to Yueyue quickly, others will notice if your demonic spirit leaks out!"
"Don't be afraid. I am just a ray of remnant soul now. The demon spirit is weak, and the fairy aura here is so strong that no one else can smell it." Nan Liyue replied lightly, continuing to burn the yellowed paper in his hand, and the flames seeped into it. The fingertips didn't even feel pain, which aroused Qianhua's curiosity: "What are you burning?" Then she reached out and pulled out one of the papers, only to see half of the broken map.
"What's this?"
"Useless things."
"No!" Qianhua hurriedly grabbed the scraps of paper that were about to be burned in Nan Liyue's hand, but most of them turned into ashes. If he didn't need these things, he could turn them all into ashes by twisting his fingers, but he chose to burn them at the temperature of the candle. He burned them little by little, which showed that he was also struggling in his heart: he clearly didn't want this stack of papers, but he was reluctant to destroy them all at once, but wanted to pay tribute to them withering in the flames with his own hands, and to pay tribute to his mother who took great risks to replace them. The information he collected!
good! This stack of paper is as precious and important as the stack of paper that Lord Yaofang sent Shuang'er to give to her. What is recorded on this stack of paper is helpful for Nan Liyue to accurately pinpoint the weaknesses of Heavenly Father and successfully break through the defenses of Heaven. Waiting for various intelligence materials, however, Nan Liyue burned them into blue smoke and dispersed with the wind, leaving no trace behind.
And what drove Qianhua the most crazy was—
"Have you seen it all?"
"No."
Qianhua was shocked and angry: "You haven't seen you... and you destroyed them all? Do you know that this is your mother's hard work for many years. After you died, she woke up but refused to get up and still slept. !”
Nan Liyue was also angry, with a rare stern voice: "Without this information, I can still defeat Tianjie!"
Qianhua was immediately stunned. She had never seen his deep wolf eyes so blazing with fire. She was speechless and did not dare to say a word.
"I, Nan Liyue, am not so cowardly as to ask my own woman and my own mother to do these things for me? So what if their methods are despicable? I am upright and can trample them under my feet with gold and iron horses, daggers and silver spears, and do my bidding. Yes, I bow my head! I don’t even bother to treat others with their own way, but I want to force you all to sell yourselves! Yaofang is the same, mother is the same, and you are too! Forget it, I will bear the responsibility with you, I will use it I will bear it with you for the rest of my life, but I don’t want Yao Fang and her mother to sacrifice themselves for me. Could it be that just because I died once, I am so weak and humble in your eyes?"
"No, no, you are neither weak nor humble..." Qianhua didn't know how to comfort her, and felt that her words were incoherent. She knew that Nan Liyue loved face, but he was so angry today not because of face, but because he couldn't bear to owe a woman. Neither his friends nor his mother bother to use the information they gained in exchange for their life's happiness to help him succeed. Such success is a great humiliation for him, and he will not be happy because of it. , or even prefer to maintain the status quo of failure.
Yaofang was already like this. If Kuangze hadn't been trapped by Li Shang now and didn't do anything cruel to her anymore, Nan Liyue wouldn't care if she was happy or not and would never allow her to stay in the demon world. But Tianmu, Nan Liyue He lowered his head sadly and said in a sad voice: "My mother is different from Yao Fang. In the future, Yao Fang's killing of Kuangze will be a kind of pleasure for revenge, but my mother is now sending her to the guillotine step by step. It is her nominal husband. It is true that she has come to this point all because of me, but she will definitely not be happy for the rest of her life. No one who sacrifices his husband for his son will feel truly happy. Even if they have no feelings for each other, no son will. I can’t build my success on my mother’s sacrifice and pain anyway!” (To be continued)