I am the Venerable Master of the Demon Cultivator Clan, Mo Li.
Many people may wonder why I would leave it up overnight, but it doesn't fit my style at all.
According to my temperament, even if I can't erase the night dyeing, I should die with the other party, but I finally let go of the night cultivation, which is really unreasonable.
In the last moment, why let go of the night to repair and dye?
I thought about it myself countless times, and finally I knew why, and in the last moment, I saw that the woman actually didn't want her own life, and wanted to die with me, and in that moment I knew that I was completely wrong.
I still remember the first time we met, I was the Venerable of the Demon Cultivator Clan, and she was the goddess of the Divine Clan.
When did I move my heart, I don't remember, I just feel that heaven and earth are too lonely, and it may be a good thing to have such an opponent.
From the beginning, I just wanted to pay attention to her progress, but later I found that it gradually became a habit.
Sympathy for each other has gradually become a different feeling, what that feeling is, I don't know, I don't know, but I don't reject that feeling.
Later, Ziyan came to the door, and I agreed to Ziyan almost without hesitation, I didn't know why, maybe it was because I wanted to see the other side under her mask.
At the moment when I was sealed by her, I seemed to feel a sense of relief, because I knew that this was not the end, but a new beginning.
During the war, I put the secret technique of the demon cultivator clan on her, as long as she is reincarnated, my consciousness will also awaken, and the connection between the two will not be broken.
This is a thousand years, and after awakening my consciousness, I found a young man, his name is Mo Li.
Born with a fee, he was dying when I met, I promised him to help him avenge him, he willingly handed over his body to me, and from then on I was called Mo Li.
After a long time, I have gradually forgotten my name, Yan Xiu.
But what does that matter, just a name.
I can't tell what it feels like to meet Dongchen, and when I see a man standing next to her, I feel very eyesore.
No one is worthy of standing by her side, not worthy.
Several times and three times, from the beginning of wanting to kill the night repair, in the future, it became a kind of sympathy.
In fact, many times I have been thinking to myself, if I were not the Venerable of the Demon Cultivator Clan, and she was not the goddess of the Divine Clan, would the man standing by her side today be herself?
It's a pity that there is no if in everything, for example, the two are destined to be enemies, and it is impossible to escape fate.
I have the burden of the Demon Cultivator Clan, and she has the mission of the Protoss, which is meant to be immortal, and there is no third choice.
In the last moment, I also thought about it countless times, otherwise it would be better to end up together, so maybe there would be a chance to meet again.
But after seeing her eyes, I suddenly realized that I couldn't.
The man who fought against her was qualified to protect her, and she had already fallen into the abyss and couldn't climb out.
Maybe letting go is the best choice, fulfilling the two of them and fulfilling themselves.
Since then, in reincarnation, I will not remember that there is such a woman, and maybe I will live more wantonly, which is not a good thing.
And she will always remember herself, and that man will always remember herself, which makes people feel happy to think about it.
Maybe a few years later, the two met for a moment, and both of them felt a little sour in their hearts, but neither of them knew anyone.
As long as you remember that there was once such a woman, insidious and cunning, but she left a different color in his heart, and that is enough.
Mu Qingxue, if there is an afterlife, I will not be the supreme of the Demon Cultivator Clan, you are not a goddess of the God Clan, okay?