Don't ask for perfection

Upon waking up, Mu Xuanying found herself in a dim cabin, with a thick layer of dust floating on the surrounding furnishings.Mu Xuanying got up and opened the door to look around. Isn't this the Daoxiang Village?

Everything seems to be the same as before, without that catastrophe, and without those unbearable memories.

Mu Xuanying was a little dazed, what was going on, could she still see her childhood self here, and even Mo Yu and Xiaoyue when she was a child?

There was a woman washing yarn by the waterwheel beside the creek, Mu Xuanying went up to try to talk to the woman, but she was afraid that she would be a bit abrupt.

Mu Xuanying thought of that sentence in her heart, if she enters this world, she is dead.I couldn't help panicking, what if the woman couldn't see me.

At this time, by coincidence, the woman turned her head and saw Mu Xuanying, "Excuse me, hero... are you?"

"Mu Xuanying!" So I could see it, and I thought it was really not a living person, but Huang Quanyin was really bluffing, so I said it was impossible to have such a miraculous thing.Mu Xuanying breathed a sigh of relief.

"You are? Mu...Mu Xuanying...Ying?" The woman was so startled that all the things in her hands were scattered in the water, and she stared blankly at Mu Xuanying, unable to utter a word.

Seeing this situation, Mu Xuanying didn't dare to go forward, feeling a little dazed.

The two of them just stood like this. After a while, the woman seemed to have regained her composure, and said with a smile, "I'm sorry I lost my composure just now. I saw you as a crying child when I was young. Xia, you are actually willing to go back to this poor place to have a look. Sigh, look, today’s Daoxiang Village is really..." The woman was still rambling on, but Mu Xuanying didn’t have much impression of this man , and asked after the woman had finished speaking,

"May I ask what year it is?

"This year? Qianyuan... the first year, what happened?"

The time was correct, but Mu Xuanying was even more at a loss as to what happened to her.

"Speaking of which, what happened today? That Mo who grew up with you has come back today. The outside world..." The woman picked up the clothes scattered on the ground and walked away, talking to herself. Mu Xuanying was left alone beside the waterwheel, at a loss.

Mo Yu is here too!Mu Xuanying was taken aback. After a few years of separation, that period of time was still engraved in her heart, no matter how many times she recalled it, it was as clear as yesterday.

Mo Yu, now he is really the wicked Mo in the valley of the wicked.

Mu Xuanying couldn't help but sneered like self-deprecating.

The sun was just right, and Mu Xuanying was lying on the terrace looking up at the sky, thinking about what Miao Ji said that night, and after thinking about it for a long time, she only regretted why she didn't ask clearly.

I am just a chess piece of grandeur, and martial arts justice is really a big game of chess.

But by the way, didn't Mo Yu come back, where is he now?

Forget about not seeing each other, now that we have parted ways, we have nothing to say when we see each other...

Mu Xuanying tossed and turned a little irritable.

Let's look for it... It's been so many years, it shouldn't be a problem to see it.

Mu Xuanying found Mo Yu near the Jinghu Pavilion. Seeing Mo Yu half leaning on the stone with a few wine jars beside her, she was very eye-catching.Her hair was scattered down to her waist, probably because her eyebrows had grown out, basically no shadow of her childhood, and her narrow eyes seemed to be able to hook people's souls away.

Mu Xuanying was a little stunned, and couldn't remember what to say for a while.

The man leaning on the rock seemed to have sensed that someone was coming, turned over and stood up, exclaiming, "Maomao? Is it really you?"

Seeing people approaching her, Mu Xuanying unconsciously took a few steps back, with a dazed look on her face, "Yeah... Long time no see, Hero Mo." After finishing speaking, she felt something was wrong, and added a little embarrassedly, "" Meeting today is also fate, we have been separated for many years, okay?"

Mo Yu noticed Mu Xuanying's dodge, put down his hand in embarrassment, and said with a smile in a blink of an eye, "Well, I haven't seen you for many years, why don't you sit down and have a good drink, so how about if you don't get drunk today?"

Mu Xuanying's capacity for alcohol is not bad, but at this moment, she feels something is wrong. Although they were the closest brothers many years ago, they are no longer the same as before.

Seeing Mu Xuanying's hesitation, Mo Yu poured some wine from the jar into his mouth, "That's right, I don't even want to call out his name when we meet again, I'm afraid you won't consider Mo Yu a brother anymore. Haha... ..."

Suddenly, Mo Yu threw the wine jar in his hand to the side, and slapped Mu Xuanying beside him with his palm.

The unexpected attack caused Mu Xuanying to take a few steps back, turned around and pulled out her sword to stare at Mo Yu, "Mo Yu...you." Mu Xuanying's eyes were full of surprise, after all, she didn't believe that Mo Yu would Attacking myself, even though the two have had different positions for so many years, they still miss Mu Xuanying when they meet each other now, but the little missing now has turned into incomprehension and hatred.

"Maomao...it's really you...people from Haoqi League say you are no longer here, sure enough, they are lying to me, right!" Mo Yu rushed over and hugged Mu Xuanying tightly, Mu Xuanying Ying didn't struggle or resist, the familiar heat was rubbing against her ears for a moment, leaving nothing but a blank in her mind.

I'm gone... Then what am I now...

The sword in his hand slipped to the ground silently, Mu Xuanying froze in his arms and pushed it away, or hugged him back, a little at a loss, "I'm dead...how could it be?"

"So, it must be a trick played by that surname Xie. How can a good person say that it is gone when it is gone?"

Ruyu's lips smiled very nicely, and there was a bit of infatuation. Mu Xuanying didn't know what to say for a while, and she didn't know whether she was dead or alive now. What if, what if Xie Yuan The side news is correct yet.

The two stalemate for a while, Mu Xuanying got out of Mo Yu's arms, sat on the grass and asked, "Mo Yu... have you ever heard of Huang Quan Yin..."

"The Gu technique in the Miaojiang area? I remember that this is a forbidden technique, Mao Mao...why did you remember to ask this." Mo Yu also sat down after speaking, and there seemed to be a trace of uneasiness in his eyes.

"No...just asking."

"Entering Huang Quanyin, in a sense, he is a dead person, unable to be reincarnated, and even his life is borrowed from the closest people around him. Mao Mao, you are...?"

Mo Yu suddenly grabbed Mu Xuanying's hand and felt his pulse.

"If what I told you is true, it might be better to stay away from me now." Mu Xuanying's voice was very calm, "I'd better call you Brother Mo Yu again, maybe we won't have a chance to see you in the future."

"How could you... the Haoqi League actually choose this method..." Mo Yu couldn't say anything for a while, and there was endless disbelief in his eyes. He didn't know what the other party had experienced over the years. Brother, it seems really vulnerable.

Mu Xuanying didn't answer any more. She was born with three yang bleeds, but she would die of illness immediately, but she didn't expect that Huang Quanyin would live according to other people's life. The encounter here was planned long ago, if I don't tell the truth, I will really kill him.Although he is a villain from the Valley of the Wicked, after all, he is brother Mo Yu who grew up together, and Mu Xuanying never thought of killing him.Even if Haoqi really had a head-on confrontation with Evilman Valley one day, Mu Xuanying thought about protecting him.

"Let's go together, you and I have finally met again, it's better to walk together, you can count as a companion on the road." Mo Yu said, pulling Mu Xuanying's hand, and said with a smile, "I, Mo Yu from the Valley of the Wicked, never believe in those ghosts and gods. It’s not worse than Lord Yan’s life span of ten or eight years.”