Legend of Maple

Her hair covered her unparalleled face...

Mo Feng, you still don't understand, don't understand...I don't want to just be your brother, I want to be your closest person...the closest person...

You, still don't understand...don't understand...

Mo Ziqing murmured in his heart, but he stopped talking.Then he squinted his eyes and leaned against the edge of the pool, letting himself be overwhelmed by the endless helplessness in his heart...

Mo Feng, you still don't understand... Mo Ziqing murmured again...

Seeing that Mo Ziqing had calmed down, Mo Feng stopped talking.He quietly soaked in the hot spring, enjoying this rare purity...

It's not that I don't understand, it's that I can't

At night, the moon hangs in the sky.When Mo Feng and Mo Ziqing came back from the back mountain, it was already nightfall.In the following time, the two of them have been chatting all over the world.

Nearly 300 years of parting, time passed between their jokes.

At Chenshi, someone came to report that Mo Qingjue had developed an illness and was looking for Mo Feng.When Mo Feng heard this, he flew away immediately.Mo Ziqing was left alone in a daze.

It took a long time before Mo Ziqing came back to his senses.After regaining his senses, Mo Ziqing also went to Fenglin Hall.

In Fenglin Hall, Mo Qingjue was shrouded in a thick layer of dark red mist, with white hair, pale but even more enchanting and poignant face, and a painful expression, he tried his best to suppress the strange infuriating energy that was churning in his body, trying to think To calm them down.But in the dark, it seemed that someone was deliberately manipulating the true energy, and he couldn't control it no matter what.

The pain all over his body was unbearable, and the tearing pain came from the depths of his soul, making Mo Qingjue grit his teeth and moan, unable to live or die.Painful, the consciousness also became chaotic, and the strange true energy in the body suddenly turned into a cloud of dark red blood mist, approaching Mo Qingjue's primordial spirit little by little, as if to swallow Mo Qingjue's primordial spirit godlike.

Looking inside, Mo Qingjue bit the tip of his tongue when he touched the cloud of dark red blood mist, in order to keep his consciousness clear.A piercing pain came from the tip of his tongue, Mo Qingjue panted rapidly, and his consciousness was slightly clear.At this clear moment, Mo used all his luck to protect the heart veins, sky veins, and soul veins, preventing the dark red blood mist from approaching.Just when he was struggling with that weird true energy, a burst of mellow true energy came from his back, flowing through the meridians of his body like a trickle, which greatly helped him resist the The actions of the bloody red mist.

However, just when he borrowed this mellow true essence to drive the blood mist to a certain place, and was about to besiege and refine them, the blood mist seemed to have consciousness, and disappeared in an instant, and he couldn't feel it. Any abnormal fluctuations, as if such a strange situation had never existed in the body.

Mo Qingjue was overwhelmed by this sudden situation, all momentum was nowhere to be aroused, causing the true essence to start to riot, and the blood in his chest was forced to churn, with a few "poofs", he spewed out several mouthfuls of scarlet blood one after another.

The blood gushed out, but the Qi and blood gradually became unobstructed. An inexplicable crisis was avoided like this...

Mo Qingjue sat cross-legged, went deep into the sea of ​​consciousness, began to swallow and exhale, adjusted the real qi in his body, and led them back to the right path.After running for a few days, he opened his eyes and saw Mo Ziqing, Mo Feng, the four elders and Qinglian staring at him.

Mo Qingjue turned his gaze away and focused his eyes on Mo Feng. He said weakly, "I'm tired. You all need to step back. Mo Feng alone is fine here."

The four elders had nothing to say and retreated obediently.However, Mo Ziqing glanced at Mo Feng wanting to talk, and the meaning was self-evident.

Mo Feng looked back at him quietly and said, "Go back."

Mo Ziqing's body shook, and there was an inexplicable gleam in his eyes. He glanced at Mo Feng again, and said to Mo Qingjue, "Father, take a good rest. Ziqing will leave first..." After finishing speaking, Mo Ziqing He left Fenglin Hall without looking back.The back is lonely and lonely, touching people's hearts.

Qinglian looked at Mo Feng with a slight smile, and said, "Feng, do you need me to take a look for him. I don't think his complexion is very good..."

Before Mo Feng could speak, Mo Qingjue refused. He said flatly, "Thank you for your concern. It is enough for Mo Feng to be here alone. Outsiders should not talk too much here."

Facing Qing Lian's undisguised admiration for Mo Feng, Mo Qingjue's tone really couldn't be better.He didn't slap out a palm, which was considered kind and restrained.He wasn't sure if he would crush Qinglian to death if he stayed any longer.Let him never be reborn forever!

It's jealousy, and it's also an inexplicable killing intent.It seems to be a natural enemy!After living for so long, it was the first time that Mo Qingjue had such a strong feeling, and it was also the first time that he loathed a person so much and wanted to kill a person.

Qing Lian didn't care about the lack of depression in Mo Qingjue's words, he just ignored Mo Qingjue indifferently, and said to Mo Feng directly: "Feng, do you really need my help?"

Mo Feng is not an elm that can't be split with an axe, and he didn't see or hear the depression and murderous intent in Mo Qingjue's speech and behavior.Knowing that Qing Lian is really an ordinary person without spiritual power, she would definitely not be able to withstand Mo Qingjue's slight swipe of his sleeves.

In any case, it was Qinglian who saved her and did not do anything to harm her. This is an undeniable fact.Therefore, Mo Feng will not let the situation develop like this.He said to Qinglian: "I'm just here alone, you go back. Don't forget, I'm no worse than you in alchemy and diagnosis."

Subtext, Mo Feng put an end to all Qinglian's rhetoric, and told him not to mention such things as Mo Qingjue's diagnosis and treatment in the future.

Qing Lian is so smart, how could he fail to understand what Mo Feng wanted to express?

No, he knows.Hearing Mo Feng's words, and seeing Mo Feng's actions of defending Mo Qingjue without knowing it, a chill rose in Qinglian's heart, and the cold light in his eyes was well hidden by him.He said goodbye to Mo Feng with a smile as soft as water, turned around gracefully, and walked away.The figure is elegant, the temperament is like orchids and chrysanthemums, and the fragrance that fascinates people's hearts... It's heart-wrenching.

The hall door was closed, and the hall returned to calm.During the quiet time, Mo Qingjue lazily leaned on Mo Feng, and said: "Mo Feng, I hate that man, you are mine, he can't peep! If it wasn't for your sake, I really want to Slap him to death with one palm, and you'll be done once and for all, so you don't have to worry about it."

Mo Feng didn't move, he said calmly, "I don't belong to anyone, I'm just me."

Yes, I'm just me... just me... Mo Feng repeated these words in his heart.Then, his heart gradually returned to calm.

Mo Qing smiled, and the invisible charm moved people's hearts. He moved his body and leaned against Mo Feng's arms, staring at Mo Feng with a pair of clear and beautiful eyes with a hint of enchantment and allure. Said: "I didn't say you must be mine, I'm just using my own way to defend my heart and my feelings, why are you nervous, and what do you want to confirm? Mo Feng, can I take You understand this reaction as...you...have begun to like me and care about me?..."

Who knows the uneasiness and tension hidden under the seemingly casual, seductive and provocative tone and expression?Mo Qing was never restless, hesitant, and he was deeply looking forward to hearing the words he most wanted to hear from Mo Feng's mouth.He is not greedy, he only asks for "I will take your feelings seriously".

Mo Feng frowned, avoided, and said, "It's late at night, go to sleep."

It is undeniable that when he heard this sentence, he was very disappointed in his heart, but Mo Qingjue cherished this hard-won moment of getting along with each other even more.He smiled enchantingly, and said: "Okay, if you say sleep, then go to sleep."

Lightly undressing, the whole body is naked, and the jade-like skin glows with waves of seductive and criminal halos under the pearly light.White hair, a charming face, and a seductive aura.Like an evildoer, but also like a devil who challenges the limits of people's hearts.The natural fascination emanating makes everything in the world obsessed with it, completely eclipsing it...

Facing such a beautiful scene, looking at the majestic snow-like hair, under the pearly light, Mo Feng's eyes as deep as the sea flashed an ink-colored streamer.As if he didn't dare to look any more, Mo Feng turned his head away for the reason of taking off his clothes.With a leisurely sigh from the bottom of my heart, I thought to myself: Mo Qingjue, why are you doing this.I can't give you what you want.It's not that I care about this blood taboo.It's that I really don't have the heart to talk about love.I don't want to be polluted by worldly love, and my will will be corrupted.I have too many things to do on the road ahead.I will not stop, I can only move forward.until my wish is fulfilled.Perhaps, at that moment, I can calm down and taste the love in the world...

And at this moment... please forgive my indifference.In my heart, apart from my brother, other people are not enough to resonate with me...

Speaking secretly from the bottom of his heart, Mo Feng took off his clothes and lay down on the bed in obscene clothes.

Seeing this, Mo Qingjue lightly lifted the quilt to cover his body.Under the silk quilt, he deftly fiddled with Mo Feng's obscene clothes with his hands, trying to take it off, fully feeling Mo Feng's body temperature.

Mo Feng turned around and stared deeply into his eyes.

Mo Qingjue smiled enchantingly, but said: "I don't like you sleeping with clothes on, I want to feel you completely. You can't refuse. Because, if you refuse...I will hurt myself severely... "

Shamelessly threatened, using his own pain to oppress Mo Feng.To be able to push Mo Qingjue, who has always been cold and ruthless, to such a point, Mo Feng is considered amazing.

It's just that for some reason, Mo Feng couldn't bear to say no. He let Mo Qingjue fiddle with him and beat him to death.