The night was silent, the sky was dark and the earth was dark, and the stars and moon were hiding in the blackness and refused to appear.
By the lake, Ji Xiaomo, whose black hair was spread on the stone slabs like a sleeping beauty, woke up.
Ji Xiaomo woke up leisurely, in a trance, and before opening his eyes, he already felt like he didn't know where he was in the world. His face was like a piece of solid ice, and like that lifeless face, suddenly
become lively.
Yibu Mo groaned, half in pain, and slowly opened his eyes. The first thing he saw was a person and a concerned look.
Ji Xiaomo remained motionless, his smart and indifferent eyes seemed a little sluggish and frozen, and he paused after saying softly: "You!"
What's wrong with me? Why is she only half-speaking.
The joy in Zuo Wuzhou's heart was like a fountain, flooding and moisturizing every part of his body, as if every cell was actively cheering.
Staring at the person in front of him, a gleam of crystal color suddenly appeared in his eyes. Tears filled Ji Xiaomo's eyes. He choked up in confusion: "It turns out, you are really dead."
The sudden words made Zuo Wuzhou stunned.
It's late autumn and the chill is biting to the bone.
By the lake, the autumn forest is filled with ice and cold, which is especially cold to the bones. Even the lazy insects in the grass and trees no longer want to cheer for joy.
This night was a night without any trace of stars and moon, and the thick darkness seemed to contain some invisible secrets.
The place we were in was a place of incomparable silence. It was as if we were in an empty and desolate realm. In front of us was a man who was thought to have been dead for sixty years.
Recalling the sword that killed oneself, and in such an environment, it is not dead, and what is it in the underworld?
When Zuo Wuzhou realized this misunderstanding, Ji Xiaomo could no longer hide the look of sadness in his eyes. Instead, he smiled happily: "If you die, you will die."
"If I wasn't dead, how could I see you?" Ji Xiaomo stared at Zuo Wuzhou and whispered softly: "I heard that only when you are in the underworld can you understand your thoughts."
"I heard that if a person thinks about something before dying, it is what he sees in the underworld. It is indeed true." Ji Xiaomo said with a cheerful smile. He wanted to raise his hand, but there was a hint of timidity: "You really are
You? Are you the one I’m thinking of?”
Ji Xiaomo's words left Zuo Wuzhou at a loss. The only thing he could do was to remain silent.
Zuo Wuzhou wanted to know who the person Ji Xiaomo was talking about was.
Ji Xiaomo slowly raised his hand with a soft expression: "Why don't you speak?"
"Yes, you must not be the real him, but just a figment of my imagination before I died." Ji Xiaomo lowered his head sadly: "I wonder how big the underworld is, whether I can find him."
Ji Xiaomo suddenly trembled and became anxious: "No, he died in Yuhuiyuan sixty years ago. I don't know if he has been reincarnated. What if I can't find him?"
The steadfast body and the motionless eyes suddenly began to shake. Zuo Wuzhou trembled, feeling extremely surprised!
It turns out that that person is me.
"No, I have to find him. No matter what, I have to find him before he is reincarnated." Ji Xiaomo was about to get up anxiously.
But a slightly cold hand gently held her: "I'm here!"
Ji Xiaomo was stunned. "It's really you."
Ji Xiaomo stared at the person in front of him very seriously and asked softly and softly, without the slightest hint of indifference.
"It's me." Zuo Wuzhou said concisely. A thousand words can be condensed into two words.
Joy overwhelmed Ji Xiaomo, and all the emotions faded away, except for the lingering excitement and joy, which he could not restrain.
Ji Xiaomo's face changed for a while, then he said quietly: "Really?, Xiaomo
"Really!" Zuo Wuzhou didn't know how to emphasize it.
Ji Xiaomo suddenly covered his mouth, and two lines of clear tears poured out. He felt that something in his heart was boiling momentarily, and mixed together. I don't know what it was that was fermented and swollen, and he was almost stretched to the point of collapse.
Floating. About to explode.
It is these internal organs all mixed together, dominated and soaked by colorful emotions, almost all over the body. Every cell is filled with these complex emotions.
Ji Xiaomo bit her lip, revealing her determination and unable to hide her gurgling tears.
Ji Xiaomo couldn't describe how this felt, he could only recall all the past events. He punched Zuo Wuzhou on the chest with great anger, and shouted with a sobbing voice: "Why do you show up again, why do you have to teach me how to see
You. My whole life is to avenge my relatives. I will not and should not like people anymore. God in heaven, why do you always make me think of you and see you?"
"I just miss you a thousand times, even if I want to see you again, I just think about it in my heart. I don't want to shake my belief in revenge, and I don't want to fall in love with you."
Ji Xiaomo burst into tears and was filled with anger. He grabbed Zuo Wuzhou's collar and shouted at the top of his lungs, "My only wish for survival is revenge. I don't want anything but revenge. I just miss you, no matter what."
I want to see you, but no matter how much I like you, I don’t want to really see you.”
Ji Xiaomo's beating was so weak that he lay in his arms and cried loudly in pain: "Do you know, I actually understand, how afraid I am of seeing you. Why don't you just let me think about it in my heart,
As long as I can think about it in my heart, that's good. Even if you are with a hundred or ten thousand women, I only need to think about you. I will be very happy."
Ji Xiaomo's emotions suddenly exploded. Zuo Wuzhou was caught off guard and his mind was agitated. He calmed down and trembled: "What are you afraid of!"
"What are you afraid of?" Ji Xiaomo raised his head again, with tears streaming down his face. "I'm afraid that seeing you again will shake my determination to take revenge. I'm afraid that when I see my enemy in the future,
I am determined to die with him."
Ji Xiaomo was at a loss: "I'm afraid that when I see you, I will disappear immediately. I will die sooner or later, I will die sooner or later."
"If you like someone, you will love them for a lifetime, and it will kill you."
Ji Xiaomo's whole body trembled, and the confusion in his eyes gradually faded: "Yes, this is the underworld, and we are all dead."
Ji Xiaomo was overjoyed and became determined: "Since we are all dead and in the underworld, there is nothing to be afraid of."
Ji Xiaomo's words contained the kind of emotion that exploded in an instant, knocking Zuo Wuzhou down and plucking that heartstring into chaos.
Zuo Wuzhou was at a loss for a moment: "You like me? You once said before that you and I are just lonely people at the end of the world. You and I agreed not to like each other!"
Joy exploded from the inside out. Ji Xiaomo relaxed his heart, cheered like a child and hugged Zuo Wuzhou, shouting loudly to the sky and said to himself: "I just like you, so what?"
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They are all dead and in the underworld. Do you have anything on your mind that you can't express happily?
Ji Xiaomo didn't care anymore, let go of everything, and shouted loudly to the sky: "Zuo Wuzhou, I just like you, like you, like you!"
My repeated words of love for you hit Zuo Wuzhou's heart like a lead ball, making it extremely hot and swollen.
"Anyway, we are all dead. I am afraid that even if I die, I won't be able to take revenge, so there is no need to spend my life to take revenge."
Ji Xiaomo didn't care, thinking that they were all dead anyway, so there was nothing that could make her have the slightest concern.
Ji Xiaomo no longer concealed his feelings in his heart, and shamelessly hugged Zuo Wuzhou, hugged him tightly, and shouted loudly: "I don't care, I can't say or like you when I'm alive. I'll die,
I just want to say it happily, and I just want to like it happily."
From this moment on, we can vaguely see the passionate and romantic lady before the family was destroyed. Ji Xiaomo was such a shameless person, hugging Zuo Wuzhou tightly, for fear of being taken away by someone, for fear of the next second
There is no more: "Song Kuangge, Yu Baihu, you are right. I like Zuo Wuzhou, I just like him, I like him so much that I dare not see him again, so what. You guys come to the underworld to catch me."
Every word was sincere, and Zuo Wuzhou's face turned red. He was at a loss for a while, and with slightly trembling hands, he tried to hold her waist. Then, Zuo Wuzhou, who was emotionally agitated, thought to himself: "I will die if I die!"
His big hands hugged Ji Xiaomo tightly into his broad and warm heart!
What kind of loneliness, what kind of loneliness, what kind of people in the world, just go to hell.
If you like it, you will like it, and if you die, you will die.
"Your chest is so comfortable."
Ji Xiaomo nestled softly in Zuo Wuzhou's arms, scratching her like a cat, full of joy: "I've long wanted to try what it feels like to be held by you like this."
"Well, what does it taste like?" Zuo Wuzhou sniffed the aroma.
"I don't know. It's just," Ji Xiaomo smiled happily: "My heart is full."
My heart is full, Xiao Mo, Xiao Mo, it turns out that your wish can only be so simple. A heart that is full is probably the most beautiful.
Zuo Wuzhou had a happy taste, filling the bottom of his heart, swelling, feeling comfortable all over, and all his pores dilated: "Do you remember that we agreed before that we would only be alone and lonely, and we would not be happy with each other."
Ji Xiaomo arched like a cat: "It was the way it was back then. I didn't understand it at that time. I figured it out later."
That's right, after being under house arrest for sixty or seventy years in the Infinite Society, there are still things that I can't figure out, and there are still some emotions that I can't see through. When my mind is calm, it will naturally become smoother.
In comparison, Zuo Wuzhou spent six or seventy years either fighting, traveling or cultivating, but he could only occasionally have some time to miss his thoughts. Naturally, he couldn't understand his own heart.
Zuo Wuzhou smiled warmly: "Are you still lonely?"
"No." Ji Xiaomo said happily: "How can I be lonely? You are in my heart. When I am lonely, I will think about you, and then I will not be lonely."
Zuo Wuzhou's heart felt as if it had been hit by a heavy hammer, filled with sorrow and sadness.
When you are lonely, there is someone you can miss.
It turns out that some people can think that this is also a kind of happiness.
Ji Xiaomo curled up and wrinkled his nose: "If we weren't all dead, I wouldn't care about you."
Yes, if she hadn't died, she wouldn't have confessed what was in her heart. If she died, it would be over. Naturally, there would be no need to hide the thoughts and thoughts in her heart.
Even if she missed him again and again, she would never admit it, nor would she really want to see him.
She lives to avenge her relatives.
Maybe, after she takes revenge, she will not explain it to him until the day she is about to die.
Ji Xiaomo didn't understand the principle of letting go of someone if she liked him. She only knew that if she saw him again, she would be reluctant to die.
If you are worried about it, you can't let it go.
Ji Xiaomo's body and mind are covered with ice, but deep down in her heart is a volcano of unrestrained passion. Unless her ice is broken, it will never be known how powerful the volcano in her heart is.
In her heart, there lived a young girl who was romantic but innocent before her family was destroyed.
Ji Xiaomo in "life" is ice. Ji Xiaomo in "death" is flame.
As the saying goes: A hundred times of steel will make your fingers soft.
But people like Zuo Wuzhou, whose body and mind are made of steel, cannot be softened by ordinary fire. For a person whose body and mind are made of steel, how many people in the world can open this door?
Open your heart.
Ji Xiaomo, who thought she was dead and had no worries anymore, offered her red lips, with an unusual charm and boldness: "I want to give it a try."
"Young men in the world, just give it a try!"
Zuo Wu
Bringing your lips down, you taste the other person awkwardly and immaturely, recalling the sixty-seven tugs, ※the woman's lonely guest.
But it's even sweeter than sweet cakes. Zuo Wuzhou wiped his lips, he already likes sweets: "Come again!"
After trying it a few times, Ji Xiaomo's neck seemed to be stained with a layer of greasy red, and he stared with bright eyes, feeling shy. Only at this moment did he have the delicate charm that truly belongs to a woman.
A fire burned in my heart, stirring up the flame of love that had been buried for hundreds of years.
Ji Xiaomo was so shy, thinking that he was simply dead. When he turned over, he actually pressed Zuo Wuzhou to the ground, and slowly took off his clothes, revealing his white body and a pair of trembling full moons.
However, no matter how beautiful words are, they cannot describe the gracefulness of this body. In the ripples of the lake, it looks like a goddess.
For a moment, Zuo Wuzhou was suffocated. While his heart was pounding, a trace of reason and clarity shone through him, and he still sat in his arms without any confusion.
Ji Xiaomo lowered his head, lifted it up again, and resolutely removed the bare hands covering his chest and body, showing his perseverance: "I don't care, he's already dead."
As a child of Jianghu, you are more or less aware of some of the activities between men and women.
Ji Xiaomo gritted his teeth and jumped firmly on Zuo Wuzhou's waist. With his bare hands, he took off the clothes of Zuo Wuzhou who was suffocating, revealing his steel body after a hundred battles!
The pink color is dyed inch by inch on this flawless white body.
Ji Xiaomo bent down and sat down, half moaning and half letting out seductive breaths of pleasure, his eyes almost dripping with juice, and he gasped: "What are you waiting for!"
That's all. Why should you restrain yourself?
Zuo Wuzhou's one hundred years of love suddenly revived.
There is no sound at this time, but it is better than having sound.
The waves of the lake ripple gently.
Look at where the lake is.
Lian Canghai laughed and retracted his soul and gaze: "Is it sentimental or is it heartless? It's just a matter of thought."
Lian Canghai withdrew his soul silently, and for a moment, somewhere in a place where spring broke out, the stars and moonlight cast a warm light of silver threads. The chirping of birds and insects echoed softly.
Everything is like a beautiful love song.
"Everything is good without a boat, but the seven emotions and six desires are too weak." Lian Canghai smiled kindly: "This child seems to be heartless, but love is deep in his heart. It is his nature, how can it be wiped out? If it is wiped out, then it will be
Even family affection has been lost."
"If you don't have feelings, you will be heartless if you don't wait." Looking at the sea and the sky, showing deep attachment, maybe he has something in mind: "The road of soul cultivation is difficult to get through, and it is better to express this love sooner rather than later."
"The child Wuzhou's temperament is too biased and extreme. He is very good at cultivating, but he can also go to extremes. If you don't get emotional now and ignite the fire of love. If you get emotional later, you will destroy others, yourself, and the world.
Got it
Lian Canghai shook his head and laughed. With her knowledge, she could clearly see the fire. Zuo Wuzhou's mind and character were extremely beneficial to cultivation, but they were also extremely dangerous.
Don't be emotional, don't burn your feelings, there is a time bomb in Zuo Wuzhou's heart. It's okay if it explodes now. If it explodes again in the future, it will be a dangerous and devastating thing.
Since there are great dangers and horrors in mind, why not ignite the flame of love in advance and eliminate the slightest hidden danger.
She has seen too many of these.
How can it be that the Great Way of the Heavens is so easy to obtain?
Over the years, countless talented and brilliant people have all been on this road, but they have failed and ended due to various reasons.
Daodao is ruthless? Bullshit. Daodao doesn't care whether you are sentimental or ruthless.
Lian Canghai smiled and said, "One is as small as ice and the other is as small as steel. It's very difficult. If they miss this time, they probably won't be able to discover their true heart and find out what it is."
In the collision between ice and steel, it is always difficult to determine the winner. It is extremely difficult to open the gap in the heart. If one side does not open the gap first, how can the two phases collapse?
Is it fire that melts solid ice, or is it steel that has been tempered a hundred times and softened around your fingers?
Zuo Wuzhou was made of steel from the inside to the outside. It would be absolutely impossible for him to open the gap.
If you only focus on the path of the soul, and only know that you have given up the seven emotions and six desires, how can you open your heart? Even if you do, how can you open your heart if you don't even know the secret?
If you wait for Zuo Wuzhou to speak out frankly, you may not be able to wait for a lifetime. Some people are naturally not of this type.
Ji Xiaomo's body and mind were as solid as ice, but deep down in his heart, there was always a trace of pure emotion. The unrestrained and romantic fire-like heat that came from before the family was destroyed.
However, the ice is too hard. No one in the world can break open this piece of steel except Zuo Wuzhou. But if there is even a crack, the volcano buried deep in the ice will explode.
"My only hope is in this child Wuzhou." Lian Canghai lost his mind and murmured to himself with deep attachment: "Lovers will eventually get married, that's how it should be. There should be more beautiful comedies in the world."
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"The stars change and the sea changes." Lian Canghai felt sad in his heart: "Where are the heavens!"
The heavens are dead.
The moon is waning and the moon is full, which is the cycle of heaven. If the heavens are dead, how can they stand up?
Zuo Wuzhou, don't let me down, don't destroy the hope I have worked so hard to find.
Love in the sea and full of expectations.
Zuo Wuzhou is the most talented person I have ever seen in Lancanghai over the years, and he is also the person who is most dedicated to seeking the truth. Regardless of his mind and character, he is already the best.
It is hard to imagine the vast sea of love. Among all living beings, even the best Zuo Wuzhou cannot achieve the great road, so what hope is there? Under the night, some people shed tears of nostalgia, with sad feelings, and a faint voice said: "The heavens are dead, it is better to change the heavens and the earth."
.It’s only up to you.”
Under the stars and moon in the sky, there are people who are both sad and hopeful.