Blossoms

3.

Mo Zixi knew that she was not strong enough.

It was because he wasn't strong enough that he couldn't block the demon king's blow and pull Qin Zihuan away in time, so he knew that if he had to avenge his junior brother, he had to hone himself until he could be compared to the demon king.

Cleaning up all the criminals on the villain list, Mo Zixi was always covered with wounds, he held back the wounds on his body and put away the Shuixiu sword, squinting to see a white mountain flower blooming brightly under his feet.

Somewhere in my heart suddenly became soft.

Looking down at himself covered in blood, he thought of him in white clothes in his life, that white figure, and decisively threw away the blood-stained robe.

He couldn't let Chu Rui see himself like this.

Mo Zixi suddenly began to loathe herself, feeling that she was so dirty.

"Meet you again, this time you will take me in for a while again." Coming to Fushen again, Mo Zixi thought to stay here for a while, and he will go back after the autumn solstice.

It seemed that Chu Rui was only worried about his wounds. Mo Zixi saw that he was carefully examining the wounds on his skin, so she couldn't help pointing to the wild flowers blooming on the ground, and said, "Look, when I came here last time, the wild flowers It hasn't opened yet, but I will come back as soon as it opens, what a fate."

Fate?

Mo Zixi couldn't help laughing at himself.

Perhaps seeing that the wound on his body was not as serious as last time, Chu Rui looked a little angry, and scolded him angrily: "Why do you come to me every time? With such a small injury, you don't think there is a qualified pharmacist in Junshan bandage for you?"

Silently, Mo Zixi didn't know how to answer.

He wants to stay in Floating Life... because Floating Life has him.

After staring at Chu Rui for a long time, Mo Zixi felt flustered and said slowly, "I like you more than those pharmacists."

Yes, it turns out that I have always liked him.

It turned out to be the case.

Mo Zixi, who knew his true heart, did not resist. He was even a little happy that the person he liked was an excellent person, but they probably had no results.

At the autumn solstice, Mo Zixi stood on the mountain wall of Fusheng, overlooking the ebb and flow of the tide in the distance.

It doesn't matter if there is no result, as long as you can stay by his side.

The sound of the waves beating against the other shore over and over again seemed to be answering his thoughts.

"Okay, I'll come back to find you next time when the flowers on Yashang bloom." Before parting, Mo Zixi said these words. He thought, if the flowers on Yashang bloomed every year, they could be their goodbye. What a reason...

Chu Rui.

The flowers blooming on the career path became their agreement.

Since he said these words, Mo Zixi's next year's flowers really came, but this time because he didn't meet any villains who needed him to eliminate evil, he was not injured either.

At first he thought, if he hadn't been injured, would Chu Rui not let him stay there?

He thinks too much.

The vacant rooms in Qingfengtang had already been cleaned up. Although Chu Rui looked at him with awkward eyes, it was not that he hated him. It was just that, and Mo Zixi was already very happy.

"...I like you more..." He opened his mouth, and seeing Chu Rui's flustered expression, he decided not to frighten him by confessing too quickly, and didn't want him to continue to embarrass him: "My Qingfengtang."

Seeing his red earlobes, Mo Zixi suddenly realized that he was already so addicted, but he just didn't know it.

Even during the duel with Nie Hongling, he kept looking in Chu Rui's direction, thinking, what if he loses?Does it mean that he can't be by Chu Rui's side anymore?

Nie Hongling struck fiercely.

Mo Zixi did see clearly that her martial arts foundation is not weak, but he has rich experience in actual combat. Although Nie Hongling has an excellent location, he does not believe that he cannot defeat Nie Hongling.

For the time being, let's make it a tie.

Nie Hongling may not have thought that Mo Zixi deliberately made the draw back then.

At the autumn solstice, Mo Zixi was about to leave again. He had thought about staying in the floating life, but if he didn't hone himself even more in the remaining days, he would forget what he was supposed to do.

Choosing to chase and kill those villains in the cold snowfall is just to hone yourself better.

Maybe it's because Qiu Separation was particularly sad, Mo Zixi finally couldn't help confessing his feelings to Chu Rui. Although he was relieved at the moment, he knew that this relationship was over.

Hearing Chu Rui's straightforward refusal, Mo Zixi felt his heart was broken.

It can never be picked up again.

He heard himself say: "In this way...the flowers will bloom every year after that, and I will never come again."

The flowers bloomed on the horizon, and it became their... former agreement.

If you can't stay by his side forever, then just watch from afar.

Nothing bad happens, it's good.

That's enough.

Holding the Shuixiu sword, Mo Zixi bloomed on the edge of the next year, and started to walk the rivers and lakes again, but this time, there was no Shanming sword, no Qin Zihuan, and he was alone.

"Zixi." Master said to him, "Don't force yourself."

"Do I look like this?" Mo Zixi was a little annoyed, so did everyone else see him that way.

The master touched his head.

He said: "A few days ago, I saw that you were more cheerful, but now you seem to be back again... Zixi, what's the matter, don't always be bored by yourself, why don't you try to tell me?"

tell you?

Mo Zixi shook his head: "I'm fine."

It's all right, it'll be all right.

……

A sword pierced the opponent's throat, and Mo Zixi pulled out the Shuixiu sword, watching the blood splatter on the grass, feeling a little pleasure in his heart.Mo Zixi noticed this fleeting feeling, and her heart was suddenly covered with fear.

Mo Zixi, do you enjoy killing people?

he kept asking himself.

"I have a hunch..." The man's words were still echoing in his ears: "One day, you will become like me, a lunatic who only knows how to kill."

wrong.

no.

Mo Zixi hugged his head, tears began to flow out of his eyes uncontrollably, his whole body was shrouded in fear and trembling, he told himself, I will not become like that.

So dirty, Mo Zixi, you only know how to take other people's lives, you are really dirty.

You are not worthy to stand with Chu Rui.

So when Mo Zixi saw the letter from his uncle to him, he was stunned for a while, subconsciously wanting to decline.

"This was entrusted by the old Patriarch of the Wan Poison Sect. You see how unwell he is, and he has no cronies around him. His only son has just taken over, and he is not very obedient. Go and help him get rid of the traitor." The uncle said, and directly stuffed the letter into his hand: "Qianye Lin, you should know this place, right? The latest place where those guys are occupying."

Of course he knew.

Qianye Forest, further south, is the floating life.

Floating life, in his floating life, the place he really wanted but could never go again.

When Mo Zixi arrived in Qianye Forest, his mind was full of thoughts of a quick battle, he didn't want to stay in this place so close to his longing place, he was afraid that if he couldn't bear it, he would run to secretly watch him again.

It's just extravagant hope, as long as you don't give hope, you won't think about it.

Lifting the Shuixiu Sword, Mo Zixi walked into Qianye Forest, only to find that this place resembled the forest under the Jueming Ridge several years ago. breath.

He unconsciously thought of the man whose face could not be seen clearly under the moonlight.

"Who are you?" A voice came from above, Mo Zixi held the Shuixiu sword in his hand, without raising his head, a flash of hostility flashed in his eyes: "I heard that there are traitors here in Wandu, and I came here specially to capture them."

There was laughter from the voice above.

"Where did the baby come from?" The voice couldn't help teasing: "Look at your delicate skin and tender flesh, why don't you follow me, my family lacks a male favorite... Hahaha——"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Zixi saw dozens of people falling from above him, surrounding him.

"Xiaoyao Sword Sect?" One of them laughed a few times following what the person said just now: "That old man actually... invited people from the Xiaoyao Sword Sect to get rid of us..."

The rest laughed.

Mo Zixi watched them chatting indifferently, as if he didn't care about his own existence at all, his inner strength was concentrated in the palm of his hand, he raised the Shuixiu sword, and several sword intents flew out.

"Offended." He said.

Rows of sword intents rushed towards them, and those people were shocked by his moves: "Could it be that Wangjunshan... Mo Zixi of Shuixiu Sword?"

"Oops!" One of them took out a big knife and waved it over: "We are a group of people, we are not afraid that we will not be able to beat him!"

Mo Zixi suddenly smiled.

He raised his hand, and a row of sword intents flew out from behind him. Mo Zixi didn't see the slight blackness rising from their bodies. He raised his sword and cut off the arm of the man in front of him. The blade in the man's hand fell down and scratched him. In the palm of his hand, Mo Zixi didn't seem to feel it, a sword light flashed across, ending his life.

Mo Zixi had no scruples about killing people.

Warm blood kept splashing on his clothes, and Mo Zixi slashed down quickly again, swishing and swishing countless swords with a wave of his hand.

When no one came to attack again, Mo Zixi looked down at the corpses all over the ground in a daze for a while, then suddenly raised his head and saw the figure at the edge of the forest.

It's him.

He couldn't mistake the figure that haunted his dreams countless times.

"Chu Rui?" Mo Zixi looked down at his blood-stained hands, and seeing the shock in Chu Rui's eyes, his mind was in a mess, why did he look like this at this time.

No... not like that.

He didn't become that monster who only knew how to kill.

But... what to explain, what is there to explain.

They were no longer even friends.

Mo Zixi felt a stabbing pain in his head, and couldn't help but hold his forehead on one side. His brain became hot, and he blurted out any words, but he couldn't stop him: "It's just what you see... I'm a murderer. People who wink. Don’t you always say that about us people who look at Junshan in your life? Killing is killing, regardless of good or evil people..."

"Actually, if you think about it carefully, the gap between the two of us is quite big."

"You are responsible for saving people, and the doctors are benevolent; I am responsible for killing people, so dirty and dirty... I really don't deserve to stand with you. How can a clean person like you understand us murderers?"

Seeing the astonishment on Chu Rui's face, Mo Zixi felt uncomfortable.

It's like... the feeling of being trampled on crazily by something he cared for.

So sad.

He saw that his palms were turning purple, and suddenly remembered that all poisonous weapons are a little poisonous.

Why did he have to let him see his weakness at this time.

It was so uncomfortable that he wanted to die.

Mo Zixi's footsteps were unsteady, and when he was about to fall down, he saw Chu Rui showing a hint of impatience, and hurried over to catch him, his warm embrace made him startled.

You are like this, you are so gentle, that makes me always unable to let go.

If you choose to turn around and leave at this moment, your determination may force me to choose not to approach you anymore.

The author has something to say:

The author talks about behind-the-scenes tidbits: Although Chu Rui was set to attack Zixi from the beginning, I have been struggling with whether to let Mo Zixi be the next attack... But thinking about the silly Zixi before he got the hang of it, it is really It's too much... That's why the setting of beauty attack has been maintained, and Mo Zixi is indeed a bit pitiful, so Chu Rui should treat him well.