Undefeated in the East join hands for a lifetime

Has anyone ever said that love is beautiful and gorgeous, but simple and warm.Some people love vigorously, some people love heart-piercing, some people love life and death, some people love plain and quiet.Chai, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, tea, falling in love is nothing more than two people living together.

Some people fall in love with each other, and become each other's passers-by in the blink of an eye. It is even easier to separate when they fall in love.Love may last forever, but it will also be soy sauce occasionally.Romantic beginning, tragic ending, Cowherd and Weaver Girl, Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai, there are countless such things.The rare sincerity, but the family objected, and the unspeakable difficulties caused countless idiots to resent each other.It’s hard to be sincerely in love and live together smoothly and unimpeded, but there are many unforeseen circumstances, terminally ill, and half-way distress, such things are really many.

How difficult it is to be able to hold hands for a lifetime, grow old together, and hold hands until the end.

So, remember to cherish every day you are together, don't be sad if you can be happy, and never let go easily if you can't be separated. The most important thing is that those who love would rather die for each other than live for each other.

Live well for each other.

Mo Jin murmured in his heart, standing on the top of the Blackwood Cliff, the white mist shrouded below, the bottom could not be seen, and the strange rock was as jagged as a devil with its bloody mouth open, and those who went down never came up again.

A green pine tree grew obliquely on the top of the cliff, and its head protruded out of the cracks in the rocks. Mo Jin stood beside the huge rock and looked up at the green pine. Behind him quietly appeared a person.

The man was dressed in black, but had long snow-white hair. His whole body was hidden in the black clothes, only his pale face was exposed. On his almost transparent skin, there was a bright red mask covering the lower part of the bridge of his nose. His cold eyes were like knives. Shaved, ruthless, cold-blooded, when the eyes are raised, a pair of pale pupils are revealed, black eyes, white pupils, the visual collision makes people tremble from the bottom of their hearts.

"Ghost born" Mo Jin didn't turn his head, as if eyes grew from behind, the man opened his mouth as soon as he appeared.

Gui Sheng stood straight, without turning his eyes, quietly waiting for Mo Jin's next words.

But Mo Jin didn't speak anymore, turned the black finger on the index finger one after another, sighed softly, and sat on the raised rock anywhere.

Heimuya is very high, straight at the end, standing high and seeing far away, but standing here is filled with fog, covering all sights, unable to see the distance, but can understand the desolation of the unbearably cold high place.

Things that I never worried about before, suddenly became a thorn in my heart.

With concern, but worried about the unknown future.

I know the plot of Swordsman, I know everyone's fate, but I have no clue about my own future.In the past, I could be unscrupulous and have no desires or demands. No matter what happened, no matter how strange the place I arrived, it was just a background to me, but now, if I suddenly left one day, what would happen to me?

Leaving you is the only tragedy I fear and cannot accept.

"How is the Mo family?" He looked down at the white mist under his feet, like white clouds in the sky.

"The eldest young master rejected the daughter of the Qi family on the spot on the wedding day, and now the conflict with the old lady is getting more and more intense." There was no ups and downs in the expression, and every word was stiff.

Knew it would be like this.

Mo Jin pursed her thin lips, Mingwei Yingying should have arrived at the Mo family by now, the conflict between the elder brother and the old lady cannot be resolved in a short time, so I have to wait for a while.

I just hope that Mingwei and Yingying will send the urgently needed things quickly.

"You should know which side you want to help when you leave for the Mo family."

"No." Gui Sheng answered concisely and forcefully.

"Just because your duty is to protect me?" Even though he was by Dongfang Bubai's side every day, Gui Sheng still did not forget his duty to protect himself.

Guisheng remained silent and answered silently.

"But in the future, I need him." Mo Jin said lightly, as if he already knew the answer to Guisheng.

"Wait for me to come back." After a brief silence, Guisheng nodded lightly, his figure flashed, and disappeared without a sound, as if he had never been here before.

Take precautions against everything, this is something you have learned in your previous life.

The hand that turned the finger suddenly paused, turned his head slightly, and saw a burly man suddenly appearing obliquely above.

Yang Lianting stepped forward with malicious intentions, and pointed at Mo Jin, "I knew you were a villain, who was that person just now, and what is your purpose for approaching the leader?"

Mo Jin's eyes twitched, seeming to be in a dilemma, and said half-truth, "The purpose, it's hard to say."

It's all right now, you've been compared to me a few times before, but this time you colluded with outsiders, I'll see how you can turn things around again!

Yang Lianting's eyes were wide open, his face was upright, and he was filled with righteous indignation, "The leader treats you well, but you actually planned something wrong!" With a wave of his big hand, he slashed straight at Mo Jin's back.

Mo Jin did not have martial arts, but as the young master of the Feng family in his previous life, he naturally knew some skills.Turning over on the spot, quickly dodged away, patted the dust that was just on his body, stood up and looked at Yang Lianting coldly, his tone was still flat, as if he was not the one who was beaten, "Director Yang wants to do it privately?"

! ! !you still need to ask.

How miserable I was beaten last time, sooner or later I will return it.And now, isn't it the best opportunity! ! !

Yang Lianting stared fiercely, rubbed his hands together, and pulled out a soft sword out of nowhere, "The leader was deceived by you, as a subordinate, I naturally want to share the worries for the leader!"

Mo Jin's eyes narrowed slightly, and he didn't panic at all when facing the sharp sword. Yang Lianting was really good at timing, and Gui Sheng just appeared when he was dismissed.

Although Yang Lianting is not good at martial arts, he was born and bred after all, so he has some internal strength.A sword flower danced, and the sword pierced Mo Jin's chest.

The tip of the sword pierced the skin, and one could clearly feel the blade tearing apart the flesh, piercing into the body inch by inch.The pain surged and spread from his chest, and large patches of red lotus bloomed on the Xuanyi.

Like a long, long time ago.I almost forgot this feeling for a long time.

This kind of pain is not unfamiliar, and it can even be called a long-lost familiar feeling.

Yang Lianting's hands fluttered, he probably couldn't figure out that Mo Jin could dodge his fists nimbly, but could not dodge his sharp sword.He pulled out his sword in a panic, looked at the blood on his chest, his face was pale, and his lips trembled.

If Dongfang Bubai knew that Mo Jin was injured, he would definitely be doomed! ! !Yang Lianting's hands trembled uncontrollably, and he almost couldn't hold the soft sword.

He... just wanted to vent his anger, but Mo Jin didn't even want to avoid it.

——"If you get closer to Mo Jin in the future, I will make you regret why you are alive." Dongfang Bubai's voice rang clearly in his ears, and Yang Lianting's face turned pale instantly.

Mo Jin, on the other hand, had no expression on his face, and he didn't even move his body. He let the blood on his chest drip down and stain his clothes red, and he didn't even bother to raise his hand.Standing casually, looking at Yang Lianting, as always without a trace of emotion, with slightly parted red lips, in a flat tone without ups and downs, but what he said made Yang Lianting take a few steps back in embarrassment, "Director Yang isn't planning to kill someone?"

Those eyes that can't see emotions at any time made Yang Lianting feel like walking on thin ice. The person in front of him had never seen him flustered, and even now facing life and death, he was too calm.

His sanity recovered in the panic, and the details that he had ignored before gradually became clear. From the first time he saw him, he was indifferent, arrogant, flat, arrogant, and all his postures were condescending, without a trace of panic or inferiority complex .

This person appeared on the stage with a superior attitude from the very beginning, except for Dongfang Bubai, he never showed a second expression to others, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

Hiding too deeply, or being too cold-blooded?

Yang Lianting suddenly felt that he was stupid, and his impulsive and jealous emotions were instantly replaced by fear. How could such a person be unprepared and obediently catch him without a fight?What's ridiculous is that he was planning to kill someone just now.

"Dong" the hand softened, the sword fell to the ground weakly, Yang Lianting took a few steps back in a panic, almost staggering away.

It was windy, and it was really cold, and even the vision was blurred.

Mo Jin walked slowly, slowly climbing up to the highest rock step by step, the pain in his chest was more severe than ever before.

It seems that the time has lasted a little longer.

Just like before, when I was injured, I always stayed alone, and I didn't see anyone until the wound was healed.Habits are terrible and cannot be changed.

But more terrible than habits is time.

The tingling pain in the chest brought forth vague memories that were about to be forgotten. When was the first time you were injured?I don't remember it, it's been too long, and I don't remember it deliberately, so I have already left a rough outline.

He seemed to be very hungry and could barely stand up, so he looked at the half piece of bread that had fallen on the ground, walked forward slowly, bent over and stretched out his hand, and the moment he was about to touch it, a dirty hand took the bread away first. Take it away.

Then, the two figures wrestled together, a dagger, bright red blood, screaming in panic, and hurriedly fled from the fading figure...

Simple playback of scenes, white walls, black floors, gloomy corners, huddled together, no point of sight.A smudge of blush at the waist was the only bright, harsh warm hue.

Then, a big hand stretched out and gently rubbed the messy head, and an excited but calm voice sounded, "Child, so you are here."

The little hand was held up, and the moment he got up, the wound under the blush-stained clothes had already healed.

It's like countless nights, when you don't sleep peacefully, there will always be a pair of big hands gently tapping on your back, "Don't be afraid, grandpa is here."

"Son, so you are here."

"who are you?"

"I'm your grandfather."

"grandfather?"

"Yes, Grandpa."

"What about mom and dad?"

"..."

"Son, let's go home."

The author has something to say:

Although Mo Jin was injured, he was afraid that Ni Nian was not a stepmother~~~~(>_<)~~~~