Dressed as a sick beauty

Wen Qiushi's heart tightened, and the flame of hope seemed to be blown by the wind, and it was almost extinguished.

Gu Moze's knuckle-boned fingers grasped his wrist. I don't know if it was because of too much strength or because of the influence of his mood, his fingertips trembled slightly.

Wen Qiushi looked at him, and the uproar suddenly calmed down. He curled up his fingers restrainedly, and stepped back a short distance away from the page, "I'm just looking."

He put his other hand on the back of Gu Moze's hand, and squeezed it comfortingly: "Don't worry."

Maybe there is nothing in the book? Suye lied to him, even if it really recorded the way to go back, he would not be able to walk away.

Gu Moze silently clenched his hand, not intending to let go, his eyes fell on Suye with deep eyes.

"I thought you were the same as me, but I never thought that I thought highly of you,"

When Suye closed the book and raised his finger to Wen Qiu, "He can't perceive the changes in this world, no matter how high his cultivation is, but Suze, with your cultivation, should be able to sense that the aura of this continent has passed through thousands of years. Years have become very thin. If I hadn't opened the door of the poor prison forcibly decades ago, there would be less aura now. One day, there will be a time when it is exhausted. At that time, everything in the world will return to the world, and there will be no The cultivation world can be said."

"You can perceive this, and you have the power that others can only dream of, knowing that you can open the door of the poor prison and bring life to the entire continent, but you have been restrained all these years, and you have been reluctant to do what you should do. Is it possible that you and Big Brother and Second Brother think the same way," Su Ye looked disappointed.

"It is true that there are evil spirits pouring in after opening the door of the poor prison, but those who are destroyed are only ants. For those with high cultivation bases, it is not a problem to protect themselves. As long as they survive, after this battle, they will be able to obtain great fortune? A brand new realm of self-cultivation. Sacrifice some useless waste to make others happy. It’s better than going to destruction together, isn’t it? It’s a pity that the eldest brother and the second brother are stubborn to protect those ants, and they have to wait until there is a perfect solution to solve the evil. door, but there is no such thing as the best of both worlds.”

Su Ye looked down at the heavenly book: "The Dao is ruthless? It's their fault."

Wen Qiushi: "You are wrong."

"You are as naive as the second brother, no wonder he likes you," Suye smiled disapprovingly, shaking the book in his hand, "Time will prove everything I said, some people are destined to be bad people, and that person is not me, It's not you, why don't you guess who it is?"

Wen Qiushi frowned, and didn't intend to talk to him anymore. When he wanted to snatch the heavenly book, under his nose, Suye threw the book to Gu Moze, took a step back with a smile, and turned into a clay puppet on the spot.

"Suze, you can't escape."

A gust of wind blew by, the clay puppet was shattered into powder, and the spirit grass in the medicine field swayed and gave off a faint fragrance.

Gu Moze held the white wrist with one hand, felt the fluctuation of the spiritual veins under the skin, rubbed it lightly with his fingertips, and pinched the heavenly book with the other hand, his long eyelashes drooping to cover his eyes? "Master, why are you nervous?" .”

The slender wrist in his hand struggled, he turned his face, Wen Qiu raised his eyebrows, and looked at the book again: "Give me a look."

Gu Moze looked at him for a few seconds, let go of him, and turned the pages of the book.

Wen Qiushi was so anxious that when he approached, Gu Moze's figure flashed, opening the distance between the two of them.

There is very little content in the book, Gu Moze glanced expressionlessly, remembering the world he saw in Wen Qiushi's sea of ​​knowledge, pursed his thin lips lightly, and looked at him: "Will the uncle leave."

Hearing this, Wen Qiushi guessed what was actually written in the book, his heart was pounding, while suppressing the urge to take the book away, he looked at the young man holding the book: "I've already made plans, if I know how to Go back and take you with me."

Wen Qiushi said that his cheeks were slightly hot, and coughed lightly: "You, are you willing to come with me?"

Standing three steps away from him, Gu Moze clenched his fingers holding the book, his heartstrings were plucked hard to calm down, and his thin lips moved when he met his expectant eyes.

It took a while before he calmed down his turbulent heart, lowered his eyes, and asked without answering, "Uncle, would you like to stay for me?"

Wen Qiushi felt uncomfortable: "Do I have to choose?"

Gu Moze responded lightly, and the next second, he saw the young man in his sight nodding him from the air.

"Then I choose you."

Gu Moze was stunned, and subconsciously thought that Wen Qiushi had made a mistake, maybe he didn't understand what he meant, and was about to explain again, when he heard Qingyue's voice continue: "I have already planned, if you can't come with me, I will I will stay with you."

Wen Qiushi broke off a piece of spiritual grass, put it in his mouth and bit the core of the sweet grass: "I said, I won't leave you behind."

The wind blew away the blue hair, he scratched it lightly, and added: "But if you are forced to leave, you can't blame me."

Gu Moze, who was standing there, stared at him with dark eyes. Are there any handsome eyebrows? The hostility from the first meeting seemed to stretch infinitely at this moment. His eyes were full of tenderness, and he smiled at Wen Qiushi. Down.

"Don't blame uncle."

"In that case, can you let me have a look?" Wen Qiushi blinked and looked at the book in his hand expectantly, "Let me tell you first, I didn't say that just to read the book, I didn't say anything in vain just now, I didn't lie to you, I just wanted to take a look at the contents of the book."

As soon as he finished speaking, the heavenly book in Gu Moze's hand was engulfed by flames and burned completely.

"Since the uncle chose me, there is no need to read it again."

Wen Qiushi's heart felt cold.

Not true love? Real sadness, but a real cold heart.

He didn't know what happened to him. After the book was destroyed, his heart ached and he spat out blood. Gu Moze who appeared in front of him caught him, wrapped his arms around his waist and hugged him into his arms.

"I'm very happy, uncle,"

Gu Moze's deep voice rang in his ears, and he smiled lowly with uncontrollable joy and joy. In the end, he didn't know what kind of mood he was in? He said, "When the uncle wakes up, everything will be fine."

Wen Qiushi's consciousness was pulled into an abyss where there was no light, and he was drowsy. After an unknown amount of time, a beam of moonlight fell in front of his eyes.

Wen Qiushi opened his eyes, and was stunned by the scene that caught his eyes.

A little boy in the mud, wearing tattered clothes, messy hair, black hair mixed with remnants of firecrackers, immature face covered in mud, looking dirty, two little hands stuck into the mud, digging for a while , After pulling out a piece of lotus root, the corners of his mouth were raised happily, revealing two small dimples.

In the middle of the night, a pair of dark and bright eyes seemed to be filled with starlight.

It's Gu Moze.

Wen Qiushi's heart moved, and he approached subconsciously, but his legs and feet seemed to be bound, and he couldn't move at all.

He couldn't even open his mouth to make a sound, he could only quietly watch the young Gu Moze rub the lotus root he had dug up, and took two bites in satisfaction.

After a while, little Gu Moze found him. With curious eyes, he wanted to give him lotus roots, but for some reason, he hid his blushing face behind his back, and ran away without looking back.

Wen Qiushi found that he could move, but he could only follow behind Gu Moze.

Gu Moze pretended to ignore him at first, but after waking up, he had to open his eyes to look at him first, and when he found that he was still there, the corners of his mouth secretly curled up, looking extremely happy.

A few days later, in the snow in the back mountain, Gu Moze, who had been beaten up and thrown out a steamed bun, cried for a while under the pine tree. When he was about to eat, he glanced at him and broke the steamed bun in half. Handed it to him: "Why have you been following me, are you hungry?"

Wen Qiushi didn't move, even if he wanted to.

Gu Moze groaned, clutching two steamed buns tightly: "I only have this, you can eat some."

Thinking that he hadn't eaten for a few days, Gu Moze planned to forcefully stuff the steamed buns at him, but at this moment, half of the steamed buns passed through Wen Qiushi's hand and rolled to the ground.

Gu Moze waved his hand in disbelief, but found that he couldn't touch him anyway, and widened his dark eyes: "Are you a ghost?"

Wen Qiushi was also very puzzled at the bottom of his heart. He didn't know what was going on now. He suspected that he had fallen into an illusion, until Gu Moze went out for a while and found that only he could see him. He was in a happy mood all night. At night, it was like watching a Looking at him like a treasure.

"Why keep following me, why only I can see you,"

"I've been obedient these past few years. Even though my whole body hurts from being beaten, I didn't use the strength in my body. Is it because God is watching and thinks that I'm not a bad person, so I sent you to accompany me..."

Gu Moze pulled him weakly with his small hands, and looked up at him with his dark eyes amidst the fireflies flying in the grass: "You are so beautiful, you are a fairy brother in the sky, right, you must have come to this world for me , you must be a gift from heaven... I will call you 'Tianli' from now on, okay?"

"Yes? You keep looking at me, I will definitely not become the big villain they say."

Wen Qiushi was shocked, and finally understood what Gu Moze meant when he called him 'Tianli'. This place is not an illusion, but something that happened in the past.

Wen Qiushi was like falling into a dream, a dream for ten years.

Watching Gu Moze stumble along the way, and gradually grow up in the ups and downs——

He secretly learned to read and write outside the school. By the pool, dipped his index finger in water, wrote for the first time, and wrote "Tianli" crookedly for him to read.

The first time I tasted the taste of candied fruit, I wrapped the remaining half in a small handkerchief and hid it in my arms. When I wanted to take it out and lick it in the middle of the night, I found that it was lost. My eyes were red and I was sad all night.

When Houshan Crazy Master Uncle drew his sword and slashed wildly, he was so frightened that he hid behind the dry wood and curled up his small body. When he was found and forcibly pulled out, his face was white and he was tortured to the point of death. With red eyes: "This kind of bad guy, I won't be afraid of him, so I don't want to move the magic beads for him... If I move, I'm also a bad person... Tianli... .will leave me."

"...So you are the talisman master of the Northern Territory," Lightning flashed and thundered, the drenched boy's eyes were scarlet, and for the first time he released the power of the soul-hunting orb, full of hostility, like a ferocious beast driven to a desperate situation , "No matter who you are or what your status is, you can only be my heavenly gift, mine, mine..."

Repeat stubbornly.

I don't know how long I have buried these words in my heart, so that when I said them for the first time, I would be so mad that I will never change until death.

Wen Qiushi was immersed in memories, year after year, unaware that the outside world had changed.

On an avenue entering the city, there are tea shops.

At noon, a group of sword-wielding monks carrying packages of various sizes and dusty travels could not stand the scorching heat and took a rest in the tea shop.

After eating a few bowls of herbal tea and looking at the fierce sunlight outside, some people couldn't help but curse: "Damn, when did you get so big! Lanyue City was also breached yesterday. I think back to how grand the Northern Territory was. Now even this last Not even defending a city, I heard that Yu Qi, the lord of the Northern Territory, has been captured, it is really useless!"

"Northern Territory has been able to resist for so many years. It is already a strong foundation. Look at Nanling, the grass on the grave is tall! If Patriarch Chu Baiyang hadn't taken a large number of Chu family members to join the Immortal Alliance in time, the Chu family might be exterminated! More Forget about the Senluo Hall, there are bones everywhere!"

"Seven years in the blink of an eye, who would have thought of the current situation at that time, the vicissitudes of the sea, the troubled times, my life is like nothing!"

"Fortunately, several great immortal sects headed by Tianzong are still there, working together to defend against the enemy, forming a fairy alliance that all ambitious people in the world can join, and we can rely on them!"

"Hey, the Immortal League is just a stubborn resistance. Look at the world today, who can fight against the evil, the evil emperor! Don't forget what kind of people were still trapped in the Shura knot. In the realm, I don’t know whether I will live or die!"

"If the heavens have eyes, when will they be able to open and see this world of self-cultivation that is bleeding and covered with piles of corpses! Those who do not return to the evil emperor will be killed without mercy, and those who return will not escape the fate of walking dead. Constantly fleeing, with no way out, when will this brutal rule end..."

After saying a word, the whole tea shop was filled with a sense of despair.

End?

A fool's dream.

"Everyone, listen to me."

In the corner of the tea shop, a disheveled civilian cleared his throat and tapped the edge of the table with bamboo chopsticks.

"Yes? The saying is that every seventh year will change. This year is the seventh year. It is time for someone to come out and set things right. The old man sees that you are all people with great opportunities. You have survived this catastrophe. Good days are yet to come."

"I hate fortune-telling the most in my life, so get lost."

"Misunderstanding," the clothed man cupped his hands, "This old man is a storyteller."

"I hate storytelling for the second time in my life. They are full of nonsense."

Clothed man: "Although the old man likes to exaggerate in line with professional ethics, he never talks nonsense. The birth of a new order must be accompanied by the destruction of the old order. At this stage, death and life are fate. It is obvious that you are not destined to live until now." Bo, when the new order is born? If you are blessed, maybe you will thank Emperor Gu for this catastrophe."

"The more you talk, the more ridiculous you are," one of them said "bah", rolled up his sleeves and walked away, "Thank you? Hundreds of people from my sect died at the hands of the magic soldiers. I hate myself day and night for being incompetent and unable to enter ? If you don’t return to the city, get rid of the big devil, his crimes are beyond description, and he will be punished by heaven!”

"Wait, Emperor Gu? Could it be that he is also a follower of the evil emperor, someone who does not return to the city! Quick! Grab him!"

The old man in civilian clothes didn't finish his tea, shouted "I'm wronged", left the tea money and fled.