The villain is my brother

It was that short meeting that let Shen Mo know that there is a more powerful existence above the Dao of Heaven. It is unclear whether it is his intervention or the rules he made. When he discovered Shen Mo's purpose, he could no longer force Shen Mo to death with the power of heaven.

"When Zuo Shu came back, she told me about the changes in Mount Li. I guess it was because the seniors were attacking the third floor of Transcendence Tribulation." Shen Mo said it was a guess, but his tone was full of confidence.

Mozun did not hide this matter: "Indeed."

"The reason why senior has been unable to break through the third floor of Transcendence Tribulation is because of his design." Shen Mo sighed, "Neither Fen Qi nor Zhou Donghan broke through after reaching the summit."

"I have already guessed whether there is something wrong with my inability to break through for a long time, but I always thought it was because of old wounds, but...heh..." Mozun laughed at himself, indescribably bleak, half of her life was precarious It's all a joke today.

She closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, all the fragility was restrained, leaving only the sharp edge of the unsheathed knife.

"Your plan is somewhat certain."

She asked.

"Sixty percent."

Shen Mo came to Mozun today because he wanted to draw her into the plan, but even so he did not lie to Mozun.

"Six achievements are enough." Mozun waved his sleeves and appeared in front of the two of them in an instant. She naturally knew that Shen Mo needed her own help to pull her into the plan, so she asked directly, "What do you need from me?"

The goal was achieved, Shen Mo was not polite to her, and directly stated his goal.

He has now successfully persuaded Dongzhou and Beizhou, leaving only the most difficult Xizhou. Even if the demon sects headed by Chenmen are willing to submit, some still refuse to accept. They would rather fight to the death than agree to the conditions.

Shen Mo didn't want to cause too many unnecessary sacrifices, so he wanted to ask Mozun to "persuade" those "hard bones" for him.

This is easy for Mozun, because she has done it once before.

"Three days."

Mozun left behind this sentence without any hesitation.

Such a vigorous and resolute Demon Venerable fits the high-spirited Demon Venerable in Shen Mo's memory, maybe this is what she should have looked like.

— After all, whether it is love or hate, it can bring people back to life.

The matter of the demon king is settled, and the next problem is more difficult.

Shen Mo looked at Qin Moyu who walked to the corner at some point.

Qin Moyu stood in the corner, boringly manipulating the red lotus fire in circles with his fingers. The faint blue light illuminated his side face, and he looked calm and melancholy.

He was not interested in how Shen Mo regained Xizhou, and he didn't know how to treat Shen Mo.

Intellectually, he knew that Shen Moyu had never known him before, even if he plotted against him, he didn't really hurt him, and the death of his master had nothing to do with him.

But emotionally, he couldn't treat Shen Mo calmly. Whenever he saw Shen Mo, he couldn't help but think of Shen Yebai and the death of his master.

Shen Mo didn't know when he walked to Qin Moyu's side, he thought about it for a long time but didn't know how to speak.

"Let's go."

It was Qin Moyu who opened the mouth first to break the silence, don't turn his head away to refuse more communication, Shen Mo could only summon Feijian helplessly.

They stood on the sword, and the atmosphere was much more rigid than at the beginning.

In order to ease the atmosphere, Shen Mo could only try to find a topic: "Speaking of which, you are still my first person to fly with Yujian."

"yes."

Qin Moyu responded with a lack of interest.

No way.

Seeing Qin Moyu like this, Shen Mo felt very uncomfortable, and silently accelerated to fly outside the imperial city and then descended slowly.

"Huh?" This time it was Qin Moyu's turn to look at him suspiciously.

"There's no rush to go back. I haven't seen the imperial city for a long time." Shen Mo glanced at the sky, at dusk and sunset, orange light enveloped the entire city.

The imperial city only has a curfew during special periods, and sometimes the night is more lively than the day.

"It will be very lively at night." Shen Mo stretched out his hand towards Qin Moyu, and said softly.

Shen Mo knows that Qin Moyu likes to be lively and places with many people.

Qin Moyu passed Shen Mo and saw that there were people in the city who had already lit lanterns at the door, and there were many figures walking around, so he was a little moved.

He rejected Shen Mo's outstretched hand. Although his heart was moved, he still turned his head away awkwardly, and was silent for two seconds before saying: "Okay."

Then he passed Shen Mo in a fit of anger, and walked forward alone.

Shen Mo could only withdraw his hand helplessly, knowing that Qin Moyu still had a grudge against him, but he didn't force it.

He hesitated, since Qin Moyu didn't like him so much, should he stay away, so that Qin Moyu wouldn't lose his interest——

Qin Moyu, who had walked a long way, found that Shen Mo hadn't followed, turned his head to look at Shen Mo who was still standing there, frowned, stood there unhappy and said, "If you don't come, I won't wait for you."

Obviously he didn't want to be with Shen Mo, but he couldn't really abandon Shen Mo ruthlessly.

In the sky, the night hurriedly squeezed out the lingering sun, but the stubborn sun did not give up at the last moment and sprinkled golden light on the earth. That ray of light connected the world, as if instantly lighting up the entire city of the imperial city. The lights in the house are bright, and there is only a warm light in the distance.

And in front of the cluster of lights, stood Qin Moyu.

Shen Mo stared at Qin Moyu blankly, countless strange emotions welled up in his heart at this moment, making his eyes sore.

From the prince to the emperor, and then to retreat, his parents always left themselves behind and left without asking themselves. They always believed that they could handle everything well, just like everyone Expect him to be like that.

And he, sealed up in the cave all by himself, has passed so many years without knowing it.

When the parents passed away, no one dared to walk ahead of him, and no one would look back and wait for him.

Seeing Shen Mo standing there stupidly, Qin Moyu murmured in his heart that if he had no one to guide him, he might not be able to go back to the palace if he walked all night, so he could only walk towards Shen Mo with his mouth open.

"gone."

Qin Moyu grabbed Shen Mo's arm and walked forward without looking back, only seeing the lights of thousands of families in the imperial city.

The lights at night are always soft and bright, which is to illuminate the lost wanderers and the way home.

But even though Wanjia was brilliant, all Shen Mo saw was the lights reflected in Qin Moyu's eyes.

what is that?

The crowd crowded shoulder to shoulder, but Shen Mo only saw Qin Moyu alone.

he thinks.

——It was the sun setting in the sky.

…………

What Shen Mo said was true, the imperial city at night was also extremely lively, Qin Moyu who was walking through the streets and alleys felt as if he had fallen into an orange ocean, walking in it, Qin Moyu's restless heart gradually calmed down.

He didn't know when he let go of Shen Mo's hand, and he was completely immersed in the surrounding scenery, so he didn't see the complicated emotions in Shen Mo's eyes behind him.

Such a bustling night market is naturally indispensable for small merchants and hawkers. There is a shadow puppet show stage that attracts many children to stop and watch.

Even if he was mixed with children whose average height was less than his waist, Qin Moyu didn't have any pressure in his heart. His appearance of concentrating on the performance was exactly the same as that of the children next to him.

"Passing by in front of the pond, it turned out to be..."

The story sung in this shadow puppet show is similar to the Legend of the White Snake that Qin Stranger Yu had heard in his previous life. It also tells the story of Yaoxiu falling in love with humans, becoming a husband and wife but separating for various reasons.

The story is very old-fashioned, and you can guess the end after listening to the beginning, but the singer's singing is still exciting, and people can't help but follow the protagonist in the story to rejoice and rejoice, and feel sad and sad.

Qin Moyu was fascinated by what he heard, when Shen Mo suddenly patted him on the shoulder.

It turned out that Shen Mo saw that the shadow play would not finish for a while, so he found a bench from somewhere and motioned Qin Moyu to sit down.

Qin Moyu didn't think much, and sat down on a stool, and Shen Mo took advantage of the opportunity to sit next to him.

Shen Mo has no interest in shadow puppetry, but is very interested in watching shadow puppetry with Qin Moyu.

Two big men sat on a bench. Although they were not too big to sit on, they were still very close, and their shoulders almost touched each other.

Shen Mo watched the shadow puppet show, but what came to mind was the days when he was recuperating in Qing Yunzong.

At that time, Master Xuanjing had roughly guessed Shen Yebai's identity, and wanted to throw Shen Yebai out, but couldn't bear Qin Moyu's pestering, and agreed to let him stay.

Qin Moyu came almost every day, and actively offered to change Shen Yebai's wound medicine.

He looked helplessly at Qin Moyu who looked expectant, and said with some headache: "It's all trauma, I can do it myself."

But Qin Moyu said righteously: "No! How to apply medicine to the wound on the back? If it is not properly bandaged, what if there are sequelae! Oh, don't get entangled, don't worry, I'm super powerful!"

As he said that, Qin Moyu blinked at him, his sparkling eyes made it impossible to refuse any of his requests.

"...Okay." Shen Yebai could only agree.

The reason why he was reluctant to ask Qin Moyu to help him bandage himself was not because of Qin Moyu's raw bandaging skills, but because of...

"All right!"

Qin Moyu clapped his hands, looking at his masterpiece with satisfaction.

Shen Yebai looked down silently, and sure enough, looking along the crooked bandages, he could see a very beautiful and strong...

bow.

"Mo Yu." Shen Yebai pointed at the bow angrily and amusedly, "Didn't we agree to tie it up seriously?"

"That's right! I'm serious about bandaging!" Qin Moyu blinked innocently, looked in the direction he pointed, and said confidently, "But I only know how to tie bows."

What he said was reasonable, Qin Moyu didn't think there was anything wrong with tying him a bow, and even boasted: "Look, look, how beautiful and strong my bow is, don't worry, I'm here, you It will be over soon for sure!"

Shen Yebai could only sigh helplessly.

In fact, he would have been fine.

——If Qin Moyu didn't give him the wrong medicine last time.

In fact, logically speaking, he shouldn't have stayed to recuperate from his injuries. It would be best if he woke up and left quietly the next day.

Not to mention contacting Qin Moyu like this, even showing his fragile back defenselessly in front of him.

but.

Shen Yebai looked at the innocent and pure Qin Moyu who was eloquently telling him how good the bow tie was, then looked down at the bow tie around his waist, and couldn't help laughing.

——He seemed really reluctant to leave.