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Zhiyan sat down with his back against the big tree, looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and thought of Bai Xiaoyuan who had gone somewhere.

Moxian Pavilion's relentless pursuit of the Seven Artifacts will one day attack Higurashi for Chaos Qinglian, but they seem to be waiting for a certain opportunity.

After ten thousand years of dormancy, who knows what Moxiange is waiting for.

Even the fairy world and the demon world faced each other with swords several times, and both sides suffered losses in the fight, and Xiange turned a blind eye to all this.

Obviously, the opportunity to bring down the world of immortals and demons is right in front of them, and there is no reason to let it go.

Zhiyan was stunned, the light in his eyes dimmed.

Regardless of whether Bai Xiaoyuan is related to the Xiao family or not, Yu Qingmo has already determined that the other party is the person she missed in her previous life.

Although I don't understand why Yu Qingmo got the memory for no reason, but Bai Xiaoyuan is different from them, how long?

After a pause, Zhiyan remembered that Bai Xiaoyuan was practicing the Taishang Xianjue, and said heartlessly.

If you are emotional, sooner or later you will ruin your own cultivation.

Let a proud son of the sky who is used to being aloof, become useless overnight, unable to practice anymore.

Thinking about it, even Bai Xiaoyuan would be devastated because of this.

If Bai Xiaoyuan fell from the altar because of Yu Qingmo, with Yu Qingmo's temperament, she would definitely not make herself the culprit too easy.

Zhiyan neither wants Yu Qingmo to get hurt, nor does she want them to be together. From the bottom of her heart, she hopes that Yu Qingmo admits the wrong person.

Taking a deep breath, Zhiyan wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, his cold brown eyes reflected Xiao Xiao's appearance on the paper.

How to solve the Taishang Xianjue?

The only way is to wash away the spell imprinted in the fairy bones as soon as possible, and return to the primordial fairyland to practice again.

A typical one day back to before liberation.

But Zhiyan doesn't think that Bai Xiaoyuan will voluntarily give up her cultivation of Xuanxian. There are already signs of a breakthrough in the Taishang Xianjue, and she will not be far away from God by then.

Do you choose to abolish your cultivation before the breakthrough, or forget about the love after the breakthrough, and make a promise not to bet on the other party's choice.

Because she only believes that she is the only one who can save Yu Qingmo. Anyway, she has more ways to make Yu Qingmo forget him. Her Xiaomo is simple and kind, and she will never blame her.

On the other hand, Bai Xiaoyuan is different, she is not so easy to fool, and her temperament is also unpredictable.

Of course, those who dare to take away their own things will not end well.

The pure black mist corroded the portrait in Zhiyan's hand, and she looked at the cabin outside the bamboo forest with a silly smile.

Through the window, she saw a woman with loose hair sitting at the table, drawing something with a pen.

The tone was cold, and it was hard to hide her loneliness: "I once said, you are not allowed to betray me, if you dare... I will turn everything you cherish into ashes... In the end, you will only see me alone gone."

Yu Qingmo, who was still very young back then, picked up her downcast self. Contrary to Zhiyan's strong hatred for the Six Realms, Yu Qingmo looked forward to peace.

She is too dazzling, like a warm lamp, illuminating my own darkness and leading me forward together.

In the past, there was only Huangpu Zhisheng who was not to be feared, but now there is Bai Xiaoyuan, and even the sun has become quite a hindrance.

Zhiyan didn't realize that his heart was gradually being covered with darkness, and resentment gradually loosened the blood curse spirit that sealed the undead.

On the same night a month later, Yu Qingmo felt something running around her body.

She opened her eyes in a daze, and a soft paw patted her face like this.

"Ow—"

The fluffy snow-white fox sticks out its pink tongue and licks Yu Qingmo's sleepy eyes affectionately.

"Little round face, isn't it cold?"

Yu Qingmo's eyes were soft, hugging its fatter body, and hiding under the warm blanket.

The sky outside the window was dim, and the cold night wind poured into the small bamboo hut. The freezing Yu Qingmo had to get up to close the window.

A snowflake fell on the back of her white hand, Yu Qingmo was slightly startled, and the hand that closed the window stopped.

Snowflakes were flying outside the window, rushing towards the window like thousands of butterflies, bumping mischievously on the palm of her outstretched hand, and then flying away lightly.

"Has it snowed yet?"

Yu Qingmo exhaled a mouthful of mist, and watched with emotion as the bamboo forest outside the house was gradually covered by heavy snow.

She closed the window and turned back to the bed.

Looking at the white fox curled up beside the pillow, she smiled slightly, and the loneliness in her heart was dispelled a lot.

The little round face is restless when sleeping, always loves to scurry around, and even likes to nibble the corner of Yu Qingmo's clothes after she falls asleep.

After being mischievous for a long time, he finally fell asleep from sleepiness.

Early the next morning, Yu Qingmo went out wearing a light blue dress that was a little thicker, holding a small round face like a stove.

The snowfall last night wasn't too heavy, and there was only a thin layer of snow on the ground. Xiaoyuan's blinking eyes looked curiously at the vast white Rimu Mountain in front of him.

When the two sisters, Wu Nian and Wu Wang, were walking on the road, they saw a strange woman in Tsing Yi walking towards them from a distance.

"Sister, when did Rimu have a new beauty? I don't think I've seen her before."

Wu Nian asked in amazement.

Don't forget to frown slightly and remain silent.

"That fox belongs to Yu Qingmo."

Don't forget to say this, and Wu Nian also noticed it.

"Don't forget, don't read, hello, two senior sisters."

Yu Qingmo said hello politely.

"You are, that Yu Qingmo?" Wu Nian was very surprised, and circled around him a few times.

Yu Qingmo, who I saw at the Immortal World Conference a few months ago, was a stunted girl.

Unexpectedly, in less than half a year, the other party has grown a lot taller, and even his appearance has lost its childishness, and it looks slim.

This really made Wu Nian's jaw drop, "Tell me, did you take some panacea? How come the next time you come back from the mountain, there will be such a big change."

"I think it's because of the breakthrough in cultivation."

Yu Qingmo replied gently, not minding the other's rude gaze at all.

"It's really terrible. It seems that the title of the number one beauty of our sect leader is about to be lost."

Don't read her tongue in amazement, rubbed her chin and recalled Bai Xiaoyuan's cold eyes.

Unlike Wu Nian's fuss, although Wu Wang was amazed for a moment, he was a little bit measured.

"Elder Gu has been waiting in the temple for a long time, so go quickly."

"Yes, two senior sisters, Qing Mo will take his leave first."

Yu Qingmo bid farewell to the two of them first, one person and one fox, and hurried to Xuandian where medicine was refined.

"I always feel that she has become different from before."

Wu Nian glanced at her eyebrows, gestured and said, "It's true that she has become taller and more beautiful. She used to be a head shorter than me, but now she's as tall as me."

"You're just not used to being a little kid and suddenly growing up."

Don't Forget said coldly, and left in the completely opposite direction from Yu Qingmo.

"No, sister, she used to be polite when she spoke, and she is gentle with others."

Wu Nian couldn't tell the specific changes, but could only say: "I used to be able to bully and bully her, but now I always feel that she is politely alienating us?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Don't forget's brows furrowed quickly, and then calmed down again.

"The mood is different."