232 Give up

Yao Ling was originally very nervous.

She wanted to get rid of his hand and run away quickly. However, the delicate skin between her wrists was gently pecked by his cool lips, and she couldn't control herself to indulge in this extremely precious gentleness. Her heart, which she thought was as strong as an iron stone, was also melted by him in an instant. They were melted together, and the fine snow flying all over the sky. They brushed the distant cheeks, eyelashes, lips and wrists, like the pink peach blossoms that had just opened, so soft that people's hearts couldn't help trembling slightly.

That's it, have you been captured...

Yao Ling always thought that Fengchuan was no longer domineering to her because he no longer had her in his heart and was no longer so eager to crush her in his heart. Now Yaoling finally understands that he has become careful and gentle and steady. It's not that he doesn't love her, but that he loves her more and cherishes her more.

Just like this gentle kiss just now, it has conveyed Fengchuan's heartache, self-reproach and love to Yaoling's heart. He raised his head and looked at her without saying anything, but in his meek eyes, there seemed to be a faint child-like fear, as if to say, "Far spirit, what should I do without you?" There is another pain in Yaoling's heart. She always thought that she needed Fengchuan and could not live without Fengchuan, but now she finally understood that Fengchuan also needed her and could not live without her.

His insuring eyes made Yuanling extremely moved. Her hand was just gently held by him. The thin connection was so fragile that it seemed that it would be cut off at any time.

"Can you... not leave?"

Can you not leave?

This is not like what Fengchuan said at all. If it were him, wouldn't he say viciously, "No, don't go!" Or "I won't allow you to go!" That's right.

"I... If I stay, what will Brother Chun do?"

"I have returned the spiritual core of the moon-treader to him. Give him back a complete step on the moon..."

Yao Ling shook his head with a smile. How can such a thing be done? The spiritual nucleus of Mr. Moon has been like a seed. It has grown in Fengchuan's heart for five years. It has been deeply rooted and luxuriant. The one that Fengchuan peeled from his body was just the shell that wrapped the spiritual core.

That thing is not the moon-treader at all. The real moon-treader has grown up with "Fengchuan" and can no longer be separated. Therefore, when Wu Lingchun got the so-called "spiritual core" from Fengchuan, he did not hesitate to throw it into the clouds. More importantly, he has seen from Fengchuan's behavior of stripping the spiritual nucleus at the cost of his life that Fengchuan would rather die than be with him.

So now, Wulingchun has gone nowhere. Maybe he has jumped off the sea of clouds with that despair...

Things in the world are intertwined, but mortals want to have the best of both worlds, and they don't know that they will give up one of them. Yao Ling said to Fengchuan, "Fengchuan, look into my eyes and tell me that you don't love him. You won't suffer if you lose him.

The fantasy was swept away by the wind like light snow. Fengchuan gently pinched the distant wrist, and the top of his head was cracked, but it was not as good as the fortress in his heart. It collapsed silently.

Fengchuan looked into Yao Ling's eyes, but never spoke.

Yao Ling gently pulled his wrist out of Fengchuan's hand. His fingers rubbed hard on her wrist, but finally loosened.

Yao Ling got up and drifted away from Fengchuan. She has been making a quiet wish. Maybe in the end, she doesn't have to leave Fengchuan. But during this short period of Fengchuan's hesitation, she finally understood that it was time for her to let go.

The two of them can't be like before. At the beginning, it was so simple to love each other. I love you, and you happen to love me. Now, it is so difficult to stay together. I love you, and you have always loved me, but we can't be together anymore.

Why is that? I have never changed, maybe ignorant, maybe reckless, maybe cowardly, but you like me like this, and I have always liked it. But we forgot that you were not the original you from the beginning...

Yao Ling walked to the edge of the fantasy and stopped, looking at the thin clouds and dark mountains under his feet. She couldn't find the direction of Yangzhou City. She smiled and almost forgot that she was a road idiot... That is, she didn't have any sense of direction at all.

"Do you remember?" Fengchuan didn't chase him. Yao Ling stood alone on the top of the cloud and said to himself, "The first time you came to Yuxiang to find me, you asked me to save Wu Lingchun with you... Speaking of which, if it hadn't been for Brother Chun, we wouldn't have known each other at all."

"Yes." Yao Ling did not look back to find Feng Chuan. Feng Chuan sat alone, keeping the movement when Yao Ling left, and answered in his heart.

"In this way, there is really a feeling of destiny. However, I think that if God gives me a second chance, I can go back to the past and choose again. If I don't want to leave the soul hunting fragments to Brother Chun, I will obediently go back to the rain alley and live a calm and plain life in the past. I don't know who the sixth prince is, and there is no reason to meet you..."

Fengchuan looked up at the distant spirit. Her thin body seemed to be about to rise in the wind and melt in the clouds. At this time, Yao Ling turned his head, brushed the flying bangs on his forehead with one hand, and said his answer with a smile:

"..."

A group of wild geese flying south flew between Yaoling and Fengchuan. The sound of wings and clouds rubbing, as if unbearable to leave home, suddenly filled the whole world.

Fengchuan stood up. He didn't hear what Yao Ling was saying.

There is no chance.

The wild geese are flying. A wild geese feather withered in the wind and disappeared. On the top of the cloud, there is no distant spirit for a long time.

I don't know where she went.

"Giving up on you is more painful than letting me die. So, between death and giving up on you, I choose..."

Fengchuan chased to the top of the cloud crazily. The wild laughter from the nine heavens stopped his footsteps. Such arrogant, desperate and contemptuous laughter can only come from one person.

"Demon Lord!" Fengchuan shouted and drew his sword out of its sheath. The sharp sword blade opened the clouds, and the black figure of the demon master hung on the sky, which surprised Fengchuan. Is this the devil? The black robe that had been wrapped from head to foot was gone, and the bamboo hat above the head was gone. The huge black wings behind him muddled the sky, and the scorching sun was melted on a pair of magic horns above his head. His silver right eye pierced through the mountains, and the hooks and claws on his feet crushed the clouds. Did Xia Gulin's sword just break his hat and cloak?

"You..." Fengchuan sword pointed to the demon, and his sharper eyes than the blade stung the magic pattern on the demon's chest. He smiled and said, "Ha ha, it's really good. After watching my beloved leave one by one, I can still have such momentum..."

"Your praise doesn't touch people's hearts at all." Fengchuan said coldly.

"Oh. Really? It seems that in the world, only fists can 'move' Xiao Fengchuan..." The demon's silver right eye emits a strange light, but the left eye is as before, only gloomy and resolute, "But I don't want to kill you now."

"It's not your turn to say that! Now I want to kill you!"

Fengchuan rose up with his sword. While he jumped out of the collapsed fantasy, the sky cleared up in an instant. Under the clear blue sky, Fengchuan's white sword shadow and the demon's black wings staggered. With one move, no one bleeds, and the sword was not broken. The demon master and Fengchuan are opposite each other, but there is one more person between the two of them, standing in the air.

Is it...old man?

Fengchuan couldn't speak with his mouth open. Xiao Yangchun stroked most of his white beard, and the breeze in the sky seemed to sweep away the copper smell that had been teased by Fengchuan for a long time, and became immortal and independent.

This is not what Fengchuan was most surprised about. The old man... How can he control the sky? He was a good player when he planned to play with the kitchen knife, but Fengchuan never knew that he could control the air...

This is a spell only for the disciples of the immortal sect. The old man actually...by the way, his mother's dowry, the fairy mirror. Has the old man ever practiced immortals?

But the devil's greeting quickly rejected Fengchuan's half-of-the-half guess. He smiled and said, "It's all right, my - Master Mo Zuo."

Magic "Left Envoy". In this way, the broken array music is just a magic "right messenger", which is one level lower than Xiao Yangchun!

Every time I find that the person around me is the person of the devil... After a long time, I don't feel strange...

But... it's an old man? It's impossible to think about it. This guy who loves nothing but money used to be the protector of the demon master? Mo Zun's account is almost the same!

Fengchuan is a little confused about the situation. Xiao Yangchun is calm and calm. He said to the demon faintly, "The devil's left envoy? I thought you would call me a 'traitor'.

Traitor... So, the old man has betrayed the devil...

Fengchuan didn't have time to guess more, but Xiao Yangchun said to him as usual, "It's nothing to do with you. You go first."

"Ha? What do you mean it's not my business? And how on earth does this come back..."

The demon laughs. He seemed to be laughing. Xiao Fengchuan, who was still murderous just now, immediately turned back to the ignorant child as soon as his father came. Fengchuan quickly noticed it, coughed gently twice, and corrected, "I mean, what are you doing here? It's you who should leave!"

Xiao Yangchun is no longer entangled with Fengchuan. Anyway, this evil fate will be settled by him. If it weren't for me, Fengchuan, Tayue, Wulingchun, and Yaoling, I wouldn't have been involved in this injustice. But how will he end up? Maybe he came too late.

"Why don't you look for the distant spirit?" Xiao Yangchun said to Fengchuan, "Go quickly. She has gone far away."

But...

Fengchuan hesitated a little. If it hadn't been for the demon's obstruction just now, he would have gone to find the distant spirit. But is it really okay to give the devil to the old man? The two of them used to be subordinates in the past, but now they are hostile. Can the old man handle it?