Changing the word "please" to "beg", facing Nan Liyue, who was also the king of the same realm as himself, Mo Yunye was tolerant to the extreme.
But I don’t know why. In the past, I wanted to kill him, but now I don’t want to kill him for the sake of my heavenly father. Maybe, the Nan Liyue who had been hated by me for a thousand years really really wanted to kill him. He had already been killed by himself using Qixing Longyuan, and the only one who came back to life was Liyue's younger brother, whom he had repeatedly rescued from his strict father when he was young.
What's more, if he dies again, where will Qianhua's happiness be found
She sighed bitterly in her heart and was filled with emotions, but she restrained her eyes with mixed emotions and waited silently for Nan Liyue's response.
After a while, Qianhua spoke calmly and said coldly: "You say you understand Heavenly Father, but in fact, no one can really understand anyone. A dog will jump over the wall when he is anxious. Your guarantee is meaningless."
After many lives of ups and downs, Qianhua feels that it is still difficult to grasp the changes in the temperament of all kinds of gods, demons and monsters. "We don't know if one day, the ethereal world around the devil world will be completely occupied by the Heavenly Father, and even the other three realms. They are all surrounded by him. How can any king who is as ambitious as the Heavenly Father covet this world where everyone performs their own duties and lives in peace, and wants to completely disrupt the natural balance between heaven and earth? Which king can sit back and relax? What's more, his hands After all, you still have your elite troops here, and given time to recover from their injuries, they may come out to cause trouble, so the demon world must find him and make sure that he is no longer a threat before letting him go."
Qianhua's words were exactly what Nan Liyue meant. Mo Yunye didn't need to ask any more questions. They had already decided on the next step. They should have expected that their abrupt arrival would end in such a fruitless outcome, so why bother to ask? Why come here to embarrass yourself? The traces of the river flow appear on the gentle brows, and the melancholy inadvertently reveals the despair of the stream. It cannot be surprised by the swirling ripples, just like an injured little child. Although it has never "squatted on the ground and cried" like Qianhua expected, but this This kind of pain that is silently tolerated but fills the whole heart and can no longer be contained is much sadder than "squatting on the ground crying".
Nan Liyue closed her eyes slightly and sighed softly. She softened her heart before Qianhua: "Last night, my mother begged me all night, telling me not to push you into a desperate situation. If I don't push you into a desperate situation, I will undoubtedly ask for mercy." Since you came back with me, my mother has rarely expressed love, hate or praise for what your heavenly father has done, but they are husband and wife after all. It must be a lie to say that my mother has no feelings for your father. She hates it. He killed my father but forced us to kill each other, but he didn’t really want our Heavenly Father and the Ninth Five Supreme Being to die without a burial place. So I have promised her that I will not kill Heavenly Father, but I will never Give him a chance to make a comeback!"
We don’t want to kill Heavenly Father and others completely, but we also want to completely cut off any future for him to become rampant again!
This is the maximum tolerance Nan Liyue can do if she is willing to let go of her revenge for killing her father and destroying her family.
Mo Yunye's thin lips were slightly opened, and they actually trembled a little: "Thank you to my mother for me..."
I have always resented Heavenly Mother's favoritism, but in fact, as she said: "The palms of the hands and the backs of the hands are all flesh." If they hurt each other, the most painful thing would be for her who loves both sons deeply but cannot balance her maternal love.
Nan Liyue nodded. This thank you was also gratifying to Heavenly Mother and must be conveyed.
"... In addition, thank you all." He raised his eyes, restrained the melancholy and sadness in his warm and bright eyes, and looked squarely at Nan Liyue and Luo Qianhua, a brother who could not express his love and hate, and a woman who cut off love with her own hands. From now on, I'm afraid there will be no more intersections. Even if we meet on a narrow road, we can only look at each other and smile, and then we will become strangers...
The day after sending Mo Yunye away, Nan Liyue's cronies sent out to investigate the movements in the misty world found traces of Heavenly Father. Not long after, Nan Liyue personally led an elite small force of more than 2,000 people. Heading quickly towards the direction where the geographical situation may change due to the tide overnight, we must catch up with Heavenly Father and others before they have gone far, and catch them all.
Qianhua asked to take the Hedgehog Army with her, but Nan Liyue refused on the grounds that the terrain in the Piaomiao Realm was complex and the demon soldiers who had not experienced many battles had no experience in adapting to the situation. It was true that this was true, but the more direct purpose was that she could not bear it. The corps formed by General Qianhua lost troops and generals in the Misty Realm before her enthusiasm and pride had cooled down.
While Qianhua compromised and retreated, she still maintained her final bottom line and persisted to the end: "Okay! The Hedgehog Army doesn't have to go, but the Hedgehogs have to go!"
"The hedgehog is staying in the ancient city waiting for me to come back."
"No! I want to fight with you!"
"To be honest, you are more likely to drag me down..." Nan Liyue frowned and sighed. Such naked disdain was too shameless.
"Then I'll bring yellow plums, broad beans, and four golden flowers to protect me, so I don't need to bother you! I'm going to go anyway. If you don't let me follow you, I'll hit my head on the castle wall and die!"
In the end, Nan Liyue couldn't defeat her, so she allowed her to take Huangmei Broad Bean and four others with her, and followed her through the void forest in the back mountain of the demon world, and entered the ethereal world shrouded in clouds and smoke.
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"This is the legendary misty world? It's not that scary. It's just a misty forest..." Walking in the misty world, Qianhua didn't feel the dangers and impermanence in the legend at all. The steep mountain roads and the ancient trees. It’s just like in any foggy forest and cloud mountain within the Four Realms, except that the clouds and fog in this forest are bigger. You can’t see your feet when you look down, and you can’t see your hands when you look up. However, when you first enter the Misty Realm, there is very little smoke. , so we advanced quickly and gained a lot of time. Now that the smoke is getting thicker, we just have to be cautious and follow every step. It is not difficult to find the traces of Heavenly Father's escape and catch them all in one fell swoop!
But Qianhua was just thinking this. Before she could finish her words, she suddenly stepped on the air and her left foot fell into the sunken cave. She immediately screamed for help.
This ethereal world is a cloudy mountain forest suspended in mid-air. The area under your feet is composed of huge pumice stones. These stones may seem heavy, but they can move bizarrely with the breeze, swaying like floating clouds. Naturally, there will be some gaps during the movement. In addition, the clouds and fog are so dense that you can't see the movement underneath. It is extremely common for you to sink without stepping firmly.
But the saddest thing is: the foot is stuck in the crack of the stone, but the pumice moves again. Either the gap widens and the whole person is taken down, or the gap shrinks and the foot is crushed...
At this moment, Luo Qianhua was tragically encountering the first situation. (To be continued)