Mo Xiaoran's love: whose wait coincides with the blooming 1 (post-war event)

I don't know why, when I stabbed the blood-red sword into the ink demon's chest, I didn't feel any happiness, let alone the snow hatred of revenge for the ink evil. On the contrary, my heart was extremely heavy, as if there was a big stone pressing on my chest, and it was even difficult to breathe. . Suddenly, I felt a voice in my heart constantly scolding me for killing Mo Yao. Suddenly, my head was blank and I couldn't answer. I couldn't even say the reason that I was revenge for Mo Xie. What's wrong with me?

In this way, the two of us fell together from the sky and kept falling. During the whole process, the dagger was inserted in the chest of the ink demon and ran through the whole body. The blood kept flowing down my hand, spreading to my arm and falling on the ground, red and dazzling.

At the moment when I fell to the ground, I finally saw the long-lost face. The ink demon was still so charming, but why was his face so pale and there was no anger, but why there was that distressing sadness in his eyes, and why did the charming smiling assassin become so bitter? Why does the way he looks at me make me feel suffocated? I think I'm confused. I kept telling myself secretly in my heart that the person in front of me is the demon king. The demon king who kills without blinking an eye, provokes a war, and wants to destroy the whole demon world is the demon king who kills the man he loves the most. He is avenging in the world. He is really avenging the demon world and avenging Mo Xie. I have nothing to be afraid of. , and there is no guilt. He deserves such revenge for killing so many people, all of which he asked for and can't blame others.

Is that right? There was a voice in his heart asking himself again, as if he was very uncertain and sarcastic.

Well, it's like this, absolutely like this, that's right! He answered affirmatively in his heart. As he answered like this, he couldn't help nodding his head and affirmed his idea even more. In this way, his eyes became sharp again, less confused and more firm. However, Mo Yao couldn't see what the woman in front of him was firmly doing, so Mo Yao smiled like this, smiling bitterly.

Looking at the smile of Mo Yao in front of me, I seemed to be a little surprised. Doesn't this man hurt? Can he laugh at this time?

"Xiao Ran..."

Before I came up with this answer, a voice broke all my thoughts. I knew that this voice was the voice of the ink demon. Then, the already weak ink demon in front of me slowly raised his arm and stretched out to me. I stood there stiffly and didn't know what to do.

However, just when the hand was only a finger away from my cheek, the hand suddenly fell, and the tall figure fell to the ground, and I, who was led by inertia, also fell beside him.

I saw that Mo Yao's mouth seemed to be saying something, but maybe because the wind was too strong, I didn't hear it. I just saw the mouth shape and never guessed that sentence. The only thing I know is that Mo Yao deliberately let me kill him. I don't know why he did it, but he did it.

After Mo Yao said that sentence, his pupils spread. Mo Yao, who fell to one side, didn't know what he saw. The corners of his mouth showed a very satisfied smile. When he was immersed in Mo Yao's faint satisfied smile, Mo Yao's body began to become transparent, and finally When I reacted, I just saw the satisfied and charming face disappear into the world. A purple water drop-shaped gem appeared in my hand without warning. I looked at it with some unknown reasons, and then suddenly realized that the ink demon had passed away. This was the only thing he had left for himself, and my hand seemed to clenched it violently.

I don't understand how I will feel at this moment. Anyway, I can't be happy. My body doesn't seem to be my own anymore, like a walking corpse. Why do I want to cry at this moment, but I can't cry? There are no tears to flow, only my heartache.

The war ended like this. No one knows who will win this war, let alone what the real meaning of this war brings. War is slaughter in everyone's mind. If you are strong, you can slaughter others. You are weak. Only others slaughter you. The difference between strong and weak is whether you slaughter others or are slaughtered.

Of course, this war has also made people know the importance of peace, made it clear that only when they are strong can survive and live better, and understand the meaning of the word unity. I think this may be the only thing that can make people feel lucky. Thinking about this, my eyes suddenly darkened. I thought that I was sleepy and needed to rest, so I closed my eyes.

I don't know how I got up, let alone how I got out of here. When I woke up, I was in the fox clan. The ** that Mo Xie once lived seemed to smell the faint smell of tea on Mo Xie's body. It was so familiar, but at this moment, it was so sad that Mo Xie was like this. After leaving, Mo Yao also passed away like this.

Am I doing something wrong? Whenever I open my eyes, I ask myself like this, but I don't give an answer from the bottom of my heart.

Every time I recall that war, I feel like I'm dreaming, but which dream will be so true? If I can, I really think it's a dream. When I wake up, everything has returned to its original appearance. I'm still my imperial concubine in the fox clan, and then I'm not big with those foxes. He joked heartlessly and bullied them and made them a little embarrassed. However, nowadays, it's nothing. How can I see it?

My life is eating, sleeping and eating all day. It's completely rice worm. However, no matter if I open my eyes and close my eyes, why is there that war in front of me? Is it the war that makes me unforgettable? That war not only took away those two people, but also took away my heart, I think.

It has been seven days since the war, and a lot of things can be done in seven days. For example, the world has been reorganized again, such as the world pattern has changed, and some wars can take place. However, these are not what I want to pay attention to. My task has been completed, and the rest is nothing with me. The only thing I want now is to give me a quiet atmosphere, give me a quiet world, and live my life.

However, I didn't expect that when the ink blood appeared on the eighth day, it was still the blue clothes, floating. Under the wind blowing, some of them made people feel fantasy. I don't know why it was just for a moment that made me feel that it was Mo Xie who came back.

"Xiao Ran..." When the ink blood came in, I was combing my hair with a wooden comb in front of the dressing table, but I don't know why my original soft hair can't be combed well today. And Mo Xue came in and saw such a scene. Maybe he would feel a little funny, but he couldn't laugh at all.

Hearing the sound of ink blood, I didn't look back and still struggle with some hairs. I wanted to conquer them, but they were resisting.

"Xiao Ran, the world has just been settled, and the three clans are ready to hold a meeting..." Mo Xue came forward, gently pressed my hand that was constantly entangled with the green silk, and said faintly.

"It has nothing to do with me. I have finished my work, and the rest is up to you." I said lightly, and then gently pulled my hand out of the hand of ink blood. There was no expression in the whole process. I really felt that I was an outsider. What does their affairs have to do with me? The truth is the same. I am very self-a clear. I was originally an outsider, right? I didn't belong to Is it that my mission has been completed and that I should go back?

"Xiao Ran..." It seemed that Mo Xue wanted to say something, but because I suddenly thought of going home, I interrupted his words impolitely. It's not that I'm rude, but that I think this matter is very important. Since there is nothing worth missing here, why don't I I can go back to the world that originally belonged to me and be an ordinary woman.

"Mo Xue, when can I go back?" I stood up and asked seriously. Maybe my movements were too large, which scared the indifferent man. Thinking of this, I felt a little funny and smiled like this. When I laughed, I suddenly felt that this was my first smile since the war. , I don't want it to happen in such a situation.

"What?" Mo Xue didn't seem to understand what I said, but I know that he understood. The reason why he pretended not to understand was that there was still Qi Yue's soul in my body, so I couldn't leave.

"Mo Xue, you know, don't worry, I won't leave when Qiyue doesn't appear." I said with a somewhat gloomy look. I knew that I shouldn't have said what he was thinking, but if not, he would never let go.

"Ye�, I'll go back and check it for you. Now, let's go to the meeting." Mo Xue kept staring at me, and then suddenly lowered his head and said slowly.

In this way, I couldn't shirk it. I got up and walked to the Qiancheng Hall with Mo Xue. Listening to the discussion of those men, my thoughts returned to the past again. The old man of the Fox King and the lazy little fox beside him laughed so long ago...

When I came to my senses again, the meeting had ended, and finally set the boundaries of the three countries, signed a friendship treaty, and successfully carved up the land of the snake clan, the eagle king Feng and the wolf king Qingshang. When they pushed me to the throne of the fox clan, I shook my head and finally gave the meat in my hand. I threw it out and stuffed it into the mouth of ink blood, and then I went out.

"I don't belong here, I always have to leave..." Finally, I shed such a sad sentence that made people feel very sad. Well, I really didn't mean it, I just told the truth.