Upper Three Heavens, Southeast, Flat Mountain Ridge!
Chu Clan!
Back to a few months ago.
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Dong Wushang, Rui Butong and the rest had been practicing diligently. Ever since they escorted Han Xiaoran and the rest back to the Chu Clan, their passion for practicing increased day by day.
After this adventure outside, both of them realized one thing: There were so many Heavenly Layer experts, and their current cultivation was nothing!
So these two brothers fully displayed the spirit of fighting for their lives. Every day, they would find a spacious place to fight. Mo Lei 'er and Mo Qingwu fought against each other.
Occasionally, both of them would exchange blows with Dong Wushang and Rui Butong.
Rui Butong turned into an indomitable cockroach. Every day, he was beaten to death by Dong Wushang, but every day, he would provoke him recklessly.
Occasionally, when both of them had a new understanding, they would work together to challenge Yue Lingxue.
Every time, Yue Lingxue would beat them up mercilessly!
There were fewer and fewer external forces in Flat Mountain Ridge … and it was getting more and more peaceful.
Here, too many people had died. Not everyone in the martial world was unafraid of death …
Mo Lei 'er had been accompanying Mo Qingwu. However, during this period of time, Mo Lei' er discovered a strange phenomenon. That was, Mo Qingwu's personality seemed to be changing day by day.
Mo Qingwu was very strange during this period of time.
She was a young girl who was close to fourteen years old. Her figure was gradually growing. She was tall and slender, like a willow swaying in the wind. Gradually, she began to emit the kind of peerless beauty that belonged to the world!
Although they were both women, Mo Lei 'er sometimes looked at Mo Qingwu's eyes with some enchantment.
Mo Lei 'er herself was a beauty. Before this, she didn't think that there was any woman in this world who could receive her praise. Or be convinced.
But now, facing the budding Mo Qingwu's charm. She sincerely felt ashamed of her inferiority.
So, Mo Lei 'er paid more and more attention to Mo Qingwu. She wanted to find out which part of Mo Qingwu was better than her. The more she felt inferior, the more she looked, the more she admired …
The current Mo Qingwu. Could be said to be perfect!
That kind of immaturity seemed to be gradually fading away. What replaced it was not the gentleness of a young girl, but a kind of spiritual aura that was threatening. It gave people a kind of feeling that … this kind of girl should not exist in the mortal world!
She should be in the sky, singing and dancing!
From the bone. From his soul, every movement, every frown and every smile, the quiet elegance he exuded was enough to make anyone, regardless of whether they were men or women. When he first saw her. It was a sense of inferiority.
Mo Qing Wu's change was not only in this aspect. In his attitude towards people. There were also some changes.
Originally, when she saw Chu Feiling and Yang Ruolan, she would pester them, especially Yang Ruolan. Mo Qingwu's mouth was sweet as she circled around Yang Ruolan. She was afraid that her future mother-in-law wouldn't like her future daughter-in-law …
But now, when she saw Yang Ruo Lan, Mo Qing Wu became bashful. She blushed and wanted to escape.
Yang Ruolan couldn't help but laugh at Mo Qingwu's change. She said, "Little girl, you've grown up. You actually know how to be shy …"
However, Mo Lei 'er could faintly feel that … it wasn't that simple.
Moreover, Mo Qing Wu was becoming more and more taciturn. Some of his habitual movements had also unknowingly changed …
She was forced to do so. In the past, when she was deep in thought, she liked to use this posture: squatting on the stone steps, holding her cheeks with both hands, her eyes frozen.
But now, she would place one hand on her thigh and the other hand gently supporting her temples. Her eyelids drooped, and her gaze was on the ground.
In the past, when she was happy, or when she encountered something funny, she would open her mouth and laugh without any scruples. But now, the corners of her mouth curved, revealing a smile.
But even if it was a smile from the bottom of her heart, in Mo Lei 'er's eyes, it had an almost gentle and melancholic taste …
What exactly was going on?
Perhaps only Mo Qingwu herself knew such a change.
The little girl was also very confused. She also had a feeling of not being able to adapt to her own changes.
Mo Qingwu didn't know when it started, but she started to have a strange dream repeatedly. She was very scared and very puzzled. Why would I have such a dream?
And, each time, it was more realistic than the previous, more comprehensive than the previous, and closer than the previous …
Until the most recent one, which made Mo Qingwu feel scared …
In the dream, she grew up bit by bit, and then got injured, and then her talent was destroyed, and then the clan was indifferent … and then, she was bullied …
Even when she was destroyed, the second brother who loved her the most happened to be going on a long trip. She looked at him with tears in her eyes, hoping that her second brother could help her and give her a hand. But, her second brother sighed and turned his head away.
At that time, her whole body was cold.
Mo Qingwu clearly remembered that she was born in the same person as in the dream. The only difference was that Chu Yang wasn't in the dream at this time, but in real life, she was holding the Dreaming of a Gentle Dance Saber, and the clan had also snatched her saber …
Of course, the reality was the same as the dream. When her second brother was faced with her cry for help, he also sighed and turned his head away …
Or maybe it was because of this that I was very dissatisfied with second brother, and very disappointed … Mo Qingwu said to herself.
Then, when she finally grew up, it was a few years full of darkness.
Suddenly, a clan proposed to the Mo clan.
They wanted to marry her.
And that person was someone she hated to the extreme, and was a well-known playboy …
How could Mo Qingwu be willing to marry such a person? So, Mo Qingwu chose to ask her second brother for help.
At that time, her second brother was in the Cang Lan Battlefront. After her letter was sent out, there was no reply. Then, the woman who had been following her second brother came back. She told her: Give up, second master is very busy, how can he have time to care about your matters?
That woman, in reality in this life, was eldest brother's woman. She was sent to second brother's side, but she was controlled by second brother.
But in the dream, the news she brought made her all disheartened. From then on, she didn't miss her clan at all …
Her mother was also begging her to marry him …
So, Mo Qingwu was completely disheartened. She chose to escape. At that time, she chose to escape from the clan in the dream, and found a place not far away to hide … She thought: If the clan is anxious. If father is sad and upset, then … She would rather suffer and get allies for the clan, and just marry over.
But, no.
Father wasn't anxious. After she went missing, he just did a hasty search. Two days later, he told the clan that she was missing, and then chose another woman from the clan to marry over …
From then on, he didn't care about her at all.
From then on, she was completely disappointed in the clan!
So … From then on, she wandered the world.
Finally, one day, she wandered the world. In a purple bamboo forest. She found a lonely swordsman. His name was Chu Yang!
This lonely swordsman. He had the same name as Brother Chu Yang in this life. In the dream, Mo Qingwu even had such a feeling. And, they looked the same too …
Both of them were lonely people. They were like two lone wolves who had been alone in the desert for a generation. Now, they had finally met.
Mo Qingwu suddenly had a feeling of empathy. Every time she saw this lonely person, she seemed to have a kind of comfort in her heart …
So, she felt more and more that this person was very pitiful, and wanted to comfort him …
Then, after the two of them separated, she still missed him from time to time: Is he as helpless as me now?
Finally, once again … when she went to the purple bamboo forest that she liked the most, she met him again.
At that time, he seemed to be missing something, very fragile … So, she comforted him casually.
But, when he looked up at that time, the despair and a little bit of tenderness in his eyes struck her heart like lightning.
She told him her name. The two of them became familiar with each other.
Then, perhaps because she wanted to comfort him, or because of some other reason, she said, "Don't be sad … Why don't I dance for you?"
"My mother said that a daughter should never dance for the rest of her life. Be careful that one dance will be bitter for the rest of your life …"
But at that time, she wanted to dance for him. Even if one dance would be bitter for the rest of her life …
The moment her red dress fluttered, she clearly saw the appreciation, tenderness and a kind of doting in this person's eyes!
It was this kind of doting that conquered her in that instant.
This person was a swordsman. He believed in a heartless swordsman! He couldn't reach the peak of love! So, right from the start, she said, "I can't hurt you … I just want to practice the sword! Please leave! "
But she was very persistent … Even if you don't want me, I … am willing to use my loneliness to warm your loneliness.
So, she said, "I'm willing to let you use me to practice the sword! Even if you crush my love … If you can get the essence of the sword that you want from me … I'm willing! "
When two lonely people were together, they were no longer lonely.
I'm giving … not for you to accept me, or to hurt me … I just want to give for you …
I'm also willing to be hurt by you …
So, step by step, they were entangled, separated and reunited again and again. That heartless person took up all the space in her heart step by step …
However, he still couldn't forget the fact that he had to avenge his master, his junior brother, and his sect … He was burdened with a monstrous blood feud … He could even feel that the bitterness in his heart was so thick that it could melt into juice at any given moment …
She had a feeling that if he continued to torture himself like this, sooner or later, he would collapse …
He hugged his sword when he slept. Every day when he had nothing to do, his eyes would look at his sword with such concentration. His sword was all his hope. His hope for revenge!
She was very curious: Could it be that to a man, a cold sword was actually more beautiful than a beautiful woman?
Am I more beautiful? Or is the sword more beautiful?
He often woke up from his dreams and shouted, "I'm going to kill all of you!"
Every time that happened, she would use her arms to hug him tightly until he calmed down … Every time that happened, her heart would ache so much that she would cry …
For this man …
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Today was the birthday of 'Lone Wolf in the Forest' Alliance Master. Alliance Master Lone Wolf had been supporting him since the opening of the book. He had never left and had taken great credit for himself.
Here, I wish Alliance Master Lone Wolf a happy birthday! Every year, there will be a day like this!
For my brother, I'm asking for birthday greetings from everyone! Thank you! g;
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