When there were still five miles away from Xianyun Valley, Chen Mo changed to walking.
The closer he got here, the messier his mood became. As the saying goes: people are timid when they are close to home. At this time, he was not only concerned about his master Sun Xing, but also deeply missed Chu Wushuang. If anyone was more important to him, it was obvious that Chen Mo must be an unfilial person.
According to the past, he would calculate the worst outcome, but this time Chen Mo made an exception. He didn't want to think about it, and he didn't dare to think about it. If Chu Wushuang died, this would be a consequence he could never bear. In his emotional life, this matter would definitely accompany him for thousands of years. It has become the biggest and irreparable regret in my heart. But this is not impossible. Chen Mo has walked hard these years, and is also surrounded by dangers. Things in the world are inherently unpredictable. How can he guarantee that a cultivator can practice safely?
Chu Wushuang got married. This was the second possibility that Chen Mo thought of. Compared with the pain of double death, the psychological burden of this situation was much lighter for Chen Mo. After all, the person who died was only the one who had materialized in his heart. A cool, dignified and pleasant-looking sky-blue figure. She waved her sleeves, and she turned into a cloud. She floated into the distance and disappeared from Chen Mo's heart. The only thing he could do was an illusory but insignificant blessing.
After thinking about the bad things, we can only develop towards the good side. Then, what should you say first when you see her, senior sister? No, Chen Mo thinks such words are very strict. If she still treats her as a senior sister, both parties will have concerns. This is a self-imposed obstacle and a very stupid idea. Then the only option left is to call her Wushuang or Shuang'er. The latter It seemed too childish and ridiculous. Chen Mo thought about it and finally came up with only one title.
Chen Mo suddenly smiled self-deprecatingly, where was the calmness of the past? Now, I am thinking about so many useless things just for a dispensable title. She may not even remember the existence of people like you. You are a corpse that should have died in Luofeng Valley more than ten years ago, an insignificant ant in the Qi refining period. You were lucky enough to build a foundation, and now you come back to show off your power. Do you want to show off how lucky you are, or do you want to use force to force a weak woman to submit? Chen Mo swore that he had never thought about it this way, but if Chu Wushuang could shed a drop of sympathy for his death, and move even if it was hypocritical or perfunctory tears, even if Chen Mo really died, then he would not feel regret. .
Maybe Chu Wushuang was not in Xianyun Valley at all, and all the above thoughts were flowers in the mirror, moon in the water, Chen Mo's lonely thoughts carnival, so when did he fall in love with her? He thought about this question when Lin Yuqin hinted his love. There was no answer, and there is still no answer now. Maybe love itself is a process and feeling that cannot be described in words, but if you imagine it with a picture, Chen Mo would turn the time back to that late night in Kuyin Village. He left the village with Chu Wushuang in his arms. Her body was very soft, as light as a piece of sweet suet jade, and she was as cold as ice in his arms. It felt very comfortable. Chen Mo didn't want to be a gangster who took advantage of others, but in the end he did it shamelessly according to his heart. As soon as his excited and trembling hands climbed up to Chu Wushuang's chest, the latter seemed to notice something. She was exquisite. Her cheeks trembled slightly, like the ripples caused by a dragonfly in the pond. Chen Mo looked closer and saw that her ears were small and smart. He thought of the legendary forest elf, and her eyes were so beautiful. Ah, like the pale silver smoke cast by the crescent moon in the starry sky...Chen Mo, Chen Mo, are you still a human being? How could you do such a thing? This is a trample on your own dignity, and it is also an obscene blasphemy against the people you love.
Chen Mo later withdrew his hand, and his long thoughts came to an abrupt end at this moment. He subconsciously looked up and saw that the hidden entrance to Xianyun Valley had arrived, and he was about to face reality.
"——Whoosh!"
Chen Mo raised his left hand, and a ray of spiritual power hit an inconspicuous tree here. Suddenly, a plume of green smoke filled the branches and enveloped him.
This is the simplest formation restriction. Chen Mo thought it was magical in the early years, but now it seems that it is just a little more vicissitudes of life. When he raised his legs and stepped forward, he jumped into the Xianyun Valley that he had not seen for a long time. .
Wow.....
The location where Chen Mo appeared was not far from the waterfall. It was a piece of green grassland. The breeze from Xianyun Valley was blowing, and several inches of grass blades were rustling. In the distance, there were houses, clear springs, and a beautiful scene composed of trees. , Chen Mo thought to himself, it would be good if he could really calm down and practice.
He walked down the grassland and passed behind the waterfall. The house where he and Chu Wushuang first met was there. Chen Mo didn't dare to look. He was worried that his expectations were too high and that his aspirations would be disappointed. Everyone here Every step is like a year of suffering for him.
However, God still gave Chen Mo a chance. A figure in white clothes appeared in his field of vision. She was in a mini medicine garden, squatting with a wooden shovel to clean up the medicinal materials. The person who was about to approach did not seem to notice it at all.
Chen Mo's heartbeat seemed to have stopped at this moment. His movements were very light and slow, and the words he had expected before became unnecessary obstacles to his lips.
He walked over step by step, and the woman obviously saw her. Are you surprised? Chu Wushuang was stunned, and the wooden shovel in her hand fell to the ground. She slowly stood up. Is all this an illusory dream, or is it a reality that already exists?
Chen Mo, her former junior brother, and Yuncheng's silent farewell the night before became a regret that she could not forget for a long time. When she thought she would meet again, she failed to think that after falling into Phoenix Valley, there was no news about him again... ....
Chen Mo is dead, this is the consensus of everyone in Xianyun Valley. When he stood here lifelike, Chu Wushuang's tears flowed down again. Chen Mo didn't know why he was crying, and she probably didn't know either in her heart. Know.
But Chen Mo got closer and saw clearly the shallow wrinkles on Chu Wushuang's forehead. "Like himself, she is no longer young." Chen Mo sighed in his heart.
The two were getting closer and closer. Chen Mo had no unnecessary nonsense. It was all in vain at this time. He directly hugged Chu Wushuang in his arms, stroked her long hair, and put her head on his shoulder. superior.
Chu Wushuang did not resist, but she also did not hug him back. She just acquiesced to what Chen Mo did, and her further actions ended here.
"Wushuang..." Chen Mo tilted his head and murmured softly in her ear. At the same time, he loosened his arm that was holding her and tried to hold her hand that was naturally hanging down. Chu Wushuang suddenly Avoiding the stress reaction, Chen Mo said softly: "Wushuang..." The tone was very gentle and soft, and it was like the whisper of an ancient tree... Chen Mo took the initiative, and he moved slowly , gently, holding her catkins in his hands, which still contained some soil particles, the whole process of placing her hands on his waist. Chen Mo was afraid of arousing her resistance, but he also knew in his heart that this battle would end with his complete victory.
Just when Chen Mo was about to do the same thing on the other side, a sudden shout rang in his ears: "You bastard! Stop!" An old female voice yelled angrily from a distance in the horizon.
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