The Demon Lord Orders Rickoff [Traveling]

When Mu Qingchi Yujian went back, he nearly fell off the sword several times.He returned to Xingchen Peak, looked at the bamboo house that belonged to Shen Moli, pushed away, there was still a familiar atmosphere, as if he hadn't left yet.

Little Luzhu didn't know the truth, saw the blood on his body, flew over in a daze, and screamed at him, he really wanted to kill this annoying elf.

"Shen Moli is gone, get out too, get out!" Mu Qingchi roared angrily.

With a chirping sound, Little Dewdrop rushed out, chasing after its owner frantically.

Mu Qingchi looked around, it was so clean, there was nothing, usually he didn't notice that Shen Moli had so few things, he searched every corner, but there was nothing.

He roared, and the bamboo house was reduced to ashes before his eyes, and he never left for a long time in the dust of the bamboo house.

It's over, it's over between them.Since then, there is no memory of Shen Moli.

Fen Yin rode back from a distance on a tiger, saw blood on Mu Qingchi's chest, guessed what happened, and obediently ran away on the tiger.He didn't want to be a punching bag at this juncture.

When Mu Qingchi returned to the room, he found the little bear, and the memory of that time quickly came to mind.

"Do you like it?" "No, it was given to you by your parents. How can I take it, and what's the point of giving the cup, do you know?" "It doesn't matter, as long as you can take good care of it."

Giving a cup represents a lifetime, Shen Moli, you clearly know what I mean, since you don't want to be by my side, why did you give it to me, why did you lie to me.

Driven by spiritual power, the little bear floated into Mu Qingchi's hands, still naive, looking at him and smiling at him unsuspectingly.Mu Qingchi lifted it, he wanted to smash it into pieces, but he didn't do it for a long time, then he threw the water glass into the mustard bag.

The unburned red candles in front of the table were decorated into a red bed, and he could still think of how they were intimate and lingering at that time.He walked out of the room, he couldn't stay here anymore.

After leaving the yard, a raging fire ignited behind the bamboo huts, burning down those bamboo huts, including the kitchen, and all the firewood houses were wiped out.

As night fell, the temperature dropped sharply, and small snow particles fell sporadically from the sky.

Mu Qingchi sat alone in the Everlasting Regret Hall, he had nowhere to go.It was the first time I realized that the night was so long, his figure was like a statue, motionless.

Today is his birthday, he is 20 years old.Did not die at the age of 19, I don't know if he was lucky or unlucky.He had never felt that he would be so lonely before, and there was no one around him to talk to.

Li Li, sometimes I really hate your honesty. You can just lie to me, but you can’t accompany me after my birthday. I’m really sad. Do you know, I’m very sad.

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Shen Moli just kept walking and walking, not knowing where he was going.

The severe pain in his heart made him breathless.He was ashamed of Mu Qingchi and hurt Mu Qingchi.But he still chose to leave. If Mu Qingchi didn't want his life, he would leave far away. No matter where he went in the future, he would never appear in front of Mu Qingchi again.

Shen Moli knew that Mu Qingchi had loved him deeply, as he said, he would forgive him, but Shen Moli didn't need to forgive.Let him hate it. If the hatred is deep, he will no longer have a weakness, and he will be able to turn back into that proud and gentle young man who turns his hands into clouds and rains his hands.

Mu Qingchi is an immortal cultivator and unparalleled in the world, but he couldn't even hold a weapon in front of Shen Moli, which was too dangerous for him.Shen Moli has no ability to protect Mu Qingchi, and he can't change his fatal disaster. With all his efforts, the only thing he can do for Mu Qingchi is to make him, a dangerous factor, disappear.

In Shen Moli's consciousness, he has never worried about the demons and the belief in saving the world, and he has never felt that there is anything wrong with it.

But now he is afraid, he is afraid that one day suddenly, he will become the kind of killer that the chief said, without the determination to carry out the task.He didn't want Mu Qingchi to be easily killed by him just because he liked him.

The cold wind was blowing bitterly, blowing snow particles onto his cheeks continuously, this bleak winter night made Shen Moli more awake in his heart.

The Xianmai Pavilion is far away, and Shen Moli is flying aimlessly in the town at the foot of the mountain. The quiet ancient town is covered with snow, and the night is silent. Occasionally, there are lights, reflecting people in pairs.

The burning light sword was forcibly withdrawn, and Shen Moli's viscera were injured due to the power of the sword, his spiritual power rushed through his meridians, and the golden core in Yufu was injured.The hand that carried the sword was limp and weak at the moment, seemingly unconscious.

Shen Moli lowered the flying sword, leaned against the wall and bowed, vomiting blood.He didn't want to take the medicine in the storage space, the life-saving medicine.The demons that can't be eliminated, the instincts that can't be changed, if he dies, all of these will be hell, how wonderful.

The blood seeped into the snow, bright red and coquettish, but he couldn't appreciate it. At this moment, he was dizzy, felt dizzy, and gradually lost consciousness.

Like a dream but not a dream, the disturbing picture came crashing down on him like a boulder.Shen Moli didn't know where he was. There were many people talking to him, what they wanted him to do, but he couldn't raise his hands or speak, he was very tired.So he could only listen and watch, let them talk.

Suddenly all the pictures and sounds stopped, and when I opened my eyes, it was already bright.He was still in ancient times, with the curtains of the bed above, the silky brocade pillow under his head, the warm quilt on his body, and the scent of tea that is often found in inns in the air.

Shen Moli sat up, and found that there was another person in the room, and that person stared at him blankly, his eyes wanton.He is about twenty years old, well dressed, and has good facial features, but there is a kind of hostility all over his body, which makes people feel a little uncomfortable.

Shen Moli said: "You saved me?" The man glanced at him and hummed.

Shen Moli got out of bed, wanted to pour a glass of water to drink, but shook the teapot on the table, but there was not a drop of water.And there was a cup in front of the man with water stains in it.He obviously drank all the water.

He walked back to the bed and sat down, feeling that the injury on his body was already healed, maybe the man also helped him heal it.

"you--"

"Yes, I saved you and healed your injuries. How do you plan to repay me?"

The man's straight eyes made people feel hairy.Being able to heal Shen Moli's injuries, his cultivation base is naturally higher than his, Shen Moli can't help being a little wary.

Shen Moli said: "I have high-grade spirit stones, how much do you want?"

The man sneered and said, "Master, I don't lack this, since I have saved your life, why don't you pay me with my flesh."

Shen Moli sneered, "Forgive me, if you want the spirit stone, you can take it. If you want this, please return it."

"Why do you want to pretend to be a boy, you are not innocent, not to mention you are still a broken sleeve, as much as you want, the uncle will give you. Just sleep once, and the grace of saving life can be written off. It is a good deal, right? ?” The man asked shamelessly.

Shen Moli pulled out his sword in anger, and slashed at the man. Since he got the scorching light, he has never used his sword with all his strength.Although the person in front of him had the grace to save his life, his words were too harsh, how could he bear it.

The man didn't seem to expect Shen Moli to be so furious, and was almost stabbed in the center by the sharp sword.He also drew his sword to fight Shen Moli, the sound of metal hitting was clear and sharp, as if it wanted to pierce people's eardrums.After a cup of tea, the guest room was full of sword marks and riddled with holes.

"It's just to sleep with you once, so it's worth getting angry? If I had known this, I would have done you while you were asleep." The man said viciously, full of obscenities.

"If your Excellency is hungry and thirsty, the mountains are full of animals and animals, and you can pick them up." Shen Moli sneered.

Hearing this, the man's eyes were burning with anger, the hilt of the sword in his hand trembled slightly, but he chuckled again, threw something at him, and the broken window flew out without a trace.

Shen Moli raised his sword to block, and with a bang, the object was shaken away, and Gululu rolled under the cabinet.Shen Moli became vigilant, a guess in his mind, could it be a bomb?He staggered his body, poked inside with a scorching light, and it turned out to be an ingot of gold.

Two speculations quickly flashed through Shen Moli's mind: [-]. This person is a fool with a lot of money, and often uses gold as a hidden weapon.Second, he has actually been... This is a tip paid by this person.From his experience, no matter how high the skill is, there will be some feeling on the second day.Therefore, he thought that this person must be the first type, he should be a kid from a rich family who is so poor that only money is left, and he has a living bag.

After eating and drinking at the inn, Shen Moli suddenly remembered that he hadn't told Mu Qingchi about Tan Min's sword yet, so he had to tell him right away.

Can't meet, he can only write letters.Shen Moli found a pen and paper, and the awkward traditional Chinese characters crawled all over the paper crookedly, and the characters with more strokes made the characters bigger, and he actually wrote several sheets.

Mu Qingchi, I'm far away, I leave a letter for you to learn from.That day, in Tan Ming's room, he found a sword similar to that of Zhu Xie, which was hidden in a bamboo mechanism, and it could be opened by lifting the book.Think about the past, tell this matter, and be careful to prevent it.In this life, the relationship between you and me is over, and we will never owe each other from now on.

Shen Moli felt a deep pain in his heart, sealed the envelope, and cast a spell, only Mu Qingchi could open it.Then he began to have difficulties, how to send this letter, if he asked the disciples in his sect, he couldn't believe it.He took the letter and came to the foot of Xianmai Pavilion, dazed, not knowing what to do.

Choo Choo Choo?Chirp chirp chirp.Little dewdrops rushed out from the grass, seeing Shen Moli was very excited, rubbed against each other, and turned into teardrops.Master, where have you been? I can’t smell your breath when I fly down the mountain. It’s cold at night. I fell asleep when I was tired from crying. It’s great to find you, blah blah.

"Little dewdrop!" Shen Moli held it in his hands and stroked it.He thought that Mu Qingchi would kill it to vent his anger, and worried for a long time, it seemed that Mu Qingchi was not too cruel to him.

"Chirp, chirp, chirp." Little Luzhu continued to act like a baby, which comforted Shen Moli's lonely heart.

After stroking it for a long time, he suddenly thought that little dew was the most reassuring thing for him, so he told little dew about it. Little dew cried reluctantly and twisted and turned. The owner couldn't understand what it said, so it was very anxious.

"Little Luzhu, only you can help me, he won't hurt you, and I won't abandon you again, I will always wait for you here, okay?" Shen Moli begged.

"Chirp - chirp." Well, okay.Little Luzhu bit the letter, turned her head three times a step, um, the master is still there, he didn't leave, he was still waiting for me, and then flew further and further away.

Shen Moli looked at Xianmai Pavilion, waiting for Xiao Luzhu to come back, he was not in a hurry, he still wanted to look here again, there were his memories of eight months, and most importantly, there were the people he cared about the most.

The mountains are covered in silver. Looking back, it was still March in Yangchun when he traveled through time. In such a good season, he met Mu Qingchi. At that time, he didn't care about his appearance. Now that I think about it, the first glimpse I saw was really exciting. .

Do people only know how rare and precious what they have is when they are always losing.

At this moment, Little Dewdrop was flying back at high speed. Seeing that Shen Moli was still there, Lao Yuan shouted excitedly, “Jiujiujiu, Master is still waiting for me, that’s great, great, Little Dewdrop can’t do without Master, and will follow forever.” Owner!

"Little Dew has worked hard, has the letter been delivered yet?"

"Chirp, chirp, chirp!" Xiao Luzhu nodded again, fearing that Shen Moli would not understand.

"Then...Qingchi, is he alright?" Shen Moli said.

Little Luzhu shook her head, she didn't see him, she didn't know where he was.

Shen Moli said: "It's fine, it's fine." He stroked the dew, and put it on his shoulder, "Let's go."

Looking back at the Immortal Vein Pavilion several times until he couldn't see it anymore, Shen Moli thought, this turning around would probably take him a lifetime.

When I was hurting the spring and the autumn, a bluffing voice came from far and near, shouting to drive and make way, rushing towards Shen Moli.

"Mo Li, I didn't expect you to escape here. What a coincidence." Fen Yin rode a tiger and stopped in front of him.

When Shen Moli saw it was him, he was immediately excited: "Why are you here?"

Fen Yin put the tiger into the mustard bag, "Mu Qingchi is not here, so I naturally sneaked out to play. After staying in the Xianmai Pavilion for a long time, all my bones are about to fall apart."

They came to the tree by the side of the road and leaned against the tree loudly, shaking the tree with snowflakes all over them. They were playing with little clay figurines they got from somewhere in their hands.

"How was his life in Qingchi yesterday?" Shen Moli asked anxiously.