Mu Xue and Mu Xue

"Over the years, I have been wandering in this long river of time and have seen too many stories.

Some people are trapped by love, and that emotion is like a raging fire that can burn people out. They are entangled with each other in the interweaving of love and hate, sometimes sweet and sometimes painful, performing scenes of joy and sorrow.

Some people are just looking for a bite to eat. Driven by hunger, their eyes reveal the most primitive desire for survival. That desire is like a beast in the dark, ready to risk its life for a little food.

There are also people who pursue money. Those yellow and white things seem to have infinite magic, which can make people willingly sink into them, be blinded by greed, and pursue them by any means necessary.

Yet, even more than that, they fought for their country's territory. With passion and fearless courage, they charged into the smoke-filled battlefields, disregarding life and death, simply to protect the land where they were born and raised."

The Nameless Man paused slightly, a complex light flashed in his eyes, and continued: "Among all these different kinds of people, I also met some kind people.

But there are really too few kind people.

Just like I once did a rough calculation, I met a hundred people, but only thirty of them made me feel that kind of pure kindness.

In contrast, human evil seems to be an innate instinct, deeply engraved in the bones, like an indelible mark.

Linglong squatted quietly on the wall, the moonlight shining on her furry body, as if covering her with a layer of silver gauze.

She pricked up her ears and listened to her story attentively.

The expression of the speaker was particularly clear in the moonlight, sometimes shrouded in sadness, which seemed like a thick fog, lingering around her, making people feel moved;

Sometimes I feel helpless, like facing the surging sea, but I am unable to change anything and can only let the waves hit me.

"Who is this guy? He seems to have lived for a long time. Who is he?"

There was a gleam of curiosity in Linglong's bright eyes. As she listened to the story, she couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

Her little paws unconsciously scratched the wall twice, but she was afraid of making a sound and disturbing the other person.

“I don’t dare to make a conclusion about whether human beings are good or bad.

Humans themselves have a saying that goes, "Man is born good." They believe that a newborn baby is like a blank sheet of paper, full of innocence and kindness.

However, others say that "man's nature is evil at birth." They have been wavering between these two views, and are constantly contradictory.

Is it good or evil?

I am not a human, I am just a fox. I really cannot understand the complex nature of human beings."

Linglong frowned slightly, her eyes full of confusion.

Two people?

No, it was a fox and a human, just chatting casually.

In the night sky, the stars are twinkling, as if silently watching this strange scene.

A gentle breeze blew by, bringing a hint of coolness and causing the flowers and plants on the wall to sway slightly.

Soon, the sky began to turn pale, and daybreak was approaching. Linglong realized that she couldn't stay any longer, otherwise she would be discovered and it would be terrible.

She leaped down from the wall lightly, her figure as graceful as a falling leaf.

She ran cautiously towards Lin Mo's room, avoiding all possible places where she might be discovered.

When she arrived outside Lin Mo's room, she first looked around vigilantly. After confirming that there was nothing unusual, she gently pushed open the door with her claws.

She moved so quietly that she made no sound, then tiptoed into the room and finally jumped lightly onto the bed.

This series of actions was smooth and flowing, and no one noticed it, except for the mysterious person who had been on the wall. She turned her head slightly and looked in the direction where Linglong left, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth.

Lin Mo did not practice as usual, but had a good sleep.

He knew that although cultivation could improve one's skills quickly, if one continued to cultivate without sleep, his body would eventually become unable to bear it.

Just like a fully drawn bow, if it is kept taut, it will break one day.

No matter how hard you practice, you still need time to sleep. Maybe proper rest will help you practice faster.

The same is true for learning. Combining study and play, work and rest, may produce unexpected results.

Lin Mo slept particularly soundly tonight. He was immersed in dreams, as if he was in a carefree world.

There, there is no pressure to practice and no worries.

However, good dreams are always easy to wake up from, and he was awakened by Ziyuan.

"Let me sleep a little longer."

Lin Mo muttered, his voice a little unclear because he had just woken up.

He turned over and covered his head with the quilt, trying to avoid Ziyuan's urging.

"Why are you sleeping? Xue'er can't sleep as much as you!"

Ziyuan said dissatisfiedly and reached out to pull Lin Mo's quilt.

Her voice was clear and loud, echoing in the quiet room.

Lin Mo got up very reluctantly. He felt as if his eyelids weighed a thousand pounds and he couldn't open them.

He stretched and yawned so loudly that it seemed as if the roof could be blown off.

He rubbed his eyes and looked out the window in a daze, expecting to see dazzling sunlight, but what he saw was a pitch-black night.

"It's not even daybreak yet! Why did you wake me up?"

Lin Mo's tone was full of dissatisfaction and complaints. He frowned and looked at Ziyuan with a hint of resentment in his eyes.

"Have you forgotten what I told you last night about today's execution? Hurry up and get up, we have to leave!"

Ziyuan's voice was particularly loud in the quiet room. As she spoke, she reached out and grabbed Lin Mo's ear. With a pull, Lin Mo was pulled off the bed.

"Hey hey hey! I'm getting up, I'm getting up, stop pulling my ears!"

Lin Mo screamed in pain. He quickly covered his ears with his hands, trying to escape Ziyuan's "claws".

His hair was disheveled, his eyes were sleepy, and he looked very disheveled.

Just like that, Lin Mo got up reluctantly at Ziyuan's urging.

Instead of eating at home, they chose to eat at the college.

The air in the early morning is a little cool, with a hint of moisture, as if it can wash away the fatigue of the night.

When they set out, the sky was just beginning to turn pale.

The light white color slowly spread across the sky like a veil, giving the sky a soft color.

“I didn’t expect to see the sunrise, it’s so beautiful!”

There was a glint of surprise in Muxue's eyes. She stopped, looked up at the sunrise in the sky, and sighed from the bottom of her heart.

The red sun was rising slowly from the horizon, and the golden sunlight was like a silk thread, passing through the clouds and shining on the earth.

The clouds were dyed into a variety of colors, including orange, gold, and light purple, intertwined together to form a dreamlike picture.

Soon, they arrived at the college.

As soon as I entered the college, the familiar atmosphere hit me and the students' laughter echoed in my ears.

When I got to college, the first thing I did was to eat! After all, people are made of iron and rice is made of steel, and if I don’t eat, I will be hungry.

After breakfast, they, led by Ziyuan, headed towards the academy's Star Arena.

Along the way, Lin Mo felt inexplicably heavy-hearted. He didn't know what was waiting for him.

When they arrived at the Star Arena, there were already five people kneeling there.

The five men lowered their heads, were shackled, and exuded an oppressive atmosphere.

This should be the prisoner to be executed this time.

When Lin Mo saw those prisoners, he was completely stunned. His eyes were wide open and his face was full of disbelief.

Because they were actually the patriarchs of the five major families in Fengshuang City! Among them was his father, Lin Changqing.

Lin Mo's body trembled slightly, and his mind was in chaos.

When he escaped with Mu Xue, his father was not aware of it. He didn't know why his father was here and why he became a prisoner to be executed.

"During the last battle in Frostwind City, from what he said, he probably thought I was dead. Sigh! Should I help him? Plead for him? Would my plea be of any use? Do I have the nerve to do that?"

Lin Mo was in a fierce struggle. His fists clenched unconsciously, his nails dug deep into his palms, but he felt no pain.

Mu Xue also felt uncomfortable. She bit her lips and her face was a little pale.

Although she only knew Lin Changqing on the stage, the scene also reminded her of those bad memories.

The insults and bullying she had experienced seemed to reappear before her eyes, filling her heart with pain.

Ziyuan seemed to have noticed something. Ever since they arrived at the Star Arena - the execution platform, the expressions of the two siblings had obviously become worse, and even the air was filled with a heavy atmosphere.

This atmosphere is like a dark cloud, making it hard to breathe.

"Uh...you two...what's wrong? It seems like your condition has deteriorated since you came here."

Ziyuan frowned and looked at Lin Mo and Muxue, his eyes full of confusion and worry.