She didn't understand, and she didn't see clearly.
Except for her, all the others are truly the same kind of people.
Whether it was Murong Shuo or Changsun Wuji, himself, even Dongfang Qing, Qian Yuse, and the twin children of Changsun Qing and Murong Jiu.
They are the same kind of people!
They are born to live in darkness.
And she was the light to them all.
Sister doesn't even know that she is the light of all of them!
He couldn't do what Changsun Wuji did, but he actually wanted to do it. He was the same as Changsun Wuji, and he was even more filthy than him. He wanted to kill everyone around her that she cared about, so that she would only focus on him.
He even shamelessly used his identity as her "younger brother" to cling to her and refused to let go.
He thought the same thing. Deep down, he was no different from Changsun Wuji.
But, he tried, and in the end he couldn't do it.
He couldn't bear to destroy with his own hands the woman who gave him light and warmth in the darkness.
He was already in hell, how could he bear to pull her down with him?
As for Murong Shuo, he was a person that gave Ling Duannian a very complicated impression.
It is not surprising that Changsun Wuji wants to kill Murong Shuo, and this is not the first or second time that he has put it into practice.
But why did Murong Shuo die this time?
Is Murong Shuo the kind of person who would commit suicide by being forced into a desperate situation?
Never.
In terms of strategy, Murong Shuo and Changsun Wuji might be evenly matched. But Murong Shuo also has the ability to stay out of trouble, which Changsun Wuji does not have.
A person without needs and desires also has no weaknesses.
But Changsun Wuji has it.
Murong Shuo didn't lose to Changsun Wuji, he just didn't want to play anymore.
Now it couldn't be clearer.
Murong Shuo's original plan was that no country, including Dajing Fengluan Xiyue and even his Lan Kingdom, would be able to stay out of the dream realm events.
According to his original plan, the fate of the people from these four countries would be no different from that of the people from other countries.
This is a game that you play with the whole world.
It can even be said that the four countries of Dajing were his original target, even more interesting to him than those other countries.
What made him change his mind?
Is it really because Changsun Wuji's plan was too sophisticated and his move was too sudden, which controlled all of them who were waiting outside?
No.
No matter how sudden and clever Changsun Wuji was, even if he had deceived him, Dongfang Qing and others, and even deceived his own son's eyes and network of connections, he would still hit the target with one blow.
But he believed that it would be impossible for him to do it without leaving any trace so that Murong Shuo would not notice it at all.
Why didn't Murong Shuo guard against him in advance...
Because of my sister.
Murong Shuo is a person without a heart. But his disciple, Sister, feels that the world is boring and takes everyone to hell because of Sister's almost foolish protection.
Risking everything, protecting like a mantis trying to stop a chariot...
He thought that Murong Wushang, the great saint of the West Moon Holy Sect who was extremely talented and never stopped for anyone or anything, had a disciple.
He treats my sister as his apprentice.
Otherwise, the world today would not be the world it is today.
He doesn't care about people in the world, but just because Murong Shuo showed some compassion and sympathy for his sister in the end, in Ling Duannian's heart, he thinks he is a person with a good impression.
Even if his blood stained the mountains and rivers.
Baili Feiyue looked in the direction of Ling Duannian, "Xiaojiu, have you ever had that feeling? That kind of despair of being powerless. The real despair is not towards others, but the despair of being powerless towards yourself."
"Yes."
Baili Feiyue laughed and sighed, "Xiaojiu, you've had that too."
"I'm not as omnipotent as you think, sister, but for the rest of my life, I will become omnipotent for you, sister."
Baili Feiyue was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing, "You are studying."
Ling Duannian also smiled, his eyes curved, "When the young masters and scholars in the storybooks said this, the young ladies were very happy."
"Tsk, your sister doesn't need you to coax her like a little girl in a storybook, nor does she need you to take care of me in my old age. I'm not even 25 yet, I still feel very young."
"Well, sister is always young and beautiful." After a long pause, he continued, "Sister, Changsun Qing and Jiuer are so smart. It's not that they don't care about you. They just have a different way of getting along with their mothers than ordinary children. There is a little difference. Sister, you have to take good care of your health. When you are well, I will take you to find them."
He was only a young boy, but he acted like an elder and started to teach her, "Sister, you are an adult and a mother. You can't argue with them and get angry."
Baili Feiyue felt a little uncomfortable, but she was forced to laugh because of what he said.
Ling Duannian looked at the sky and said, "Sister, wait for me. The medicinal porridge I made for you should be ready. I'll bring it to you."
When he reached the intersection of the yard, he glanced at the people waiting there. The two men lowered their heads and nodded, remaining silent.
Ling Duannian's meaning was very clear. If something like Baili Feiyue bumping into the table happened again, they wouldn't have to stay here.
The two men did not dare to neglect.
Ling Duannian looked back at Baili Feiyue again, and when he was about to leave, he heard Baili Feiyue's voice sounded faintly, as if asking him, and as if asking himself.
"Am I really a good mother and a good disciple?"
"You are. You are a good mother." The boy gave her an affirmative answer.
"It's not that you don't care about those two children, you just never had the chance to get along with them like a normal mother and son. One was taken away from you when he was young, and although the other was by your side, you didn't have the time or ability to take care of him in your situation at the time."
"Sister, there's a saying that goes 'homesickness'. You're just a little clumsy when facing them. But sister, in this world, caring for your children doesn't mean you hold them in your arms every day and ask about their well-being. Love doesn't mean you have to keep saying 'I care about you'."
As for the good disciple, "Senior Murong, in this world that he had no attachment to, before he set himself on fire, I think he actually got the most precious thing to him."
sincere.
His disciple treats his mentor with pure sincerity.
And this sincerity is exactly what he has never received from anyone since he came into this world.
Even Murong Shuo's mentor back then, based on his understanding of the teachings of the West Moon Holy Church and the previous Holy Lords.
It is not difficult to guess that the former Saint's attitude towards Murong Shuo was probably more of a salvation to help him transform from a demon to a Buddha, and an attempt to control him so that he would not bring harm to others.
Otherwise, how could his master, who had been so kind to him, not have any influence on him?
Only sister, although this sincerity was due to Murong Shuo's life-saving grace. But in the end, he was her master, a master whom she truly loved and cared for from the bottom of her heart.
As for Murong Shuo, he had done so many things before the dream, and things kept repeating themselves in the dream. It was hard to say that he was not testing my sister.
Perhaps he also wanted to see if there was someone in this world who would really do anything for someone like him.
He saw it.
After Ling Duannian left, he went to the room where the medicinal porridge was cooked.
The shadowy figure in black who had appeared behind him silently at some point spoke up, "Master, should we tell the young lady about the regent of Dajing?"
Here, Ling Duannian has always called everyone Miss Baili Feiyue.
Ling Duannian said in a cold voice, "He's a dead man. Sister doesn't mention him. Why would we bring him up for no reason and upset her?"
The man in black opened his mouth and said, "Yes, I understand."
He added, "It's just that Master, please be more restrained in front of the young lady, so that she won't guess anything."
The young man looked at the still hot medicinal porridge and said, "Do you want me to become the next Changsun Wuji in my sister's heart?"
Being unable to understand or see clearly, she becomes panic-stricken and desperate, sinking into a bottomless abyss little by little?
The man in black was startled.
That's why the master spoke like that in front of the young lady. It seemed flawless, but in fact, it was a subtle way for the young lady to guess his thoughts more easily...
For example, the eldest lady in the yard said that the master lied.
If the master is really lying, even the eldest lady will not be able to see or feel it.
The young lady felt it, that is, the master had no intention of lying to her...
Then the young man's voice sounded vaguely again, "I won't mention it on purpose, but no matter what, as long as Sister asks, I won't hide it from her."
The man in black nodded solemnly, "I understand."
The weight of this sentence is obviously different from the previous one.
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