Chapter 128 On the Road, Facing Death



P.S. A brief recap: This chapter is best viewed while listening to the song and video "Beautiful Myth".

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The sun hung low on the horizon, its setting light as red as blood.

The blood-red sunlight slanted down, falling on the Wangya Pavilion and casting long shadows of Mo Xie and Ji Meiling.

One was imposing and majestic, the other charming and delicate.

Their robes rustled in the wind, and their hair flew and intertwined.

"Okay, then I'll give it a try..."

Mo Xie embraced Ji Meiling and lowered his head to give her a deep kiss.

Ji Meiling gave a gentle reminder and closed her eyes.

As the air temperature rises,

Mo Xie was about to skillfully undress someone.

Ji Meiling reached out her small hand, gently pushed him against his chest, and then left his embrace.

I ran lightly out of the Wangya Pavilion and stood in the open space at the edge of the cliff.

The mountain breeze lifted her long skirt high, revealing her delicate, fair arms and legs;

The three thousand strands of black hair that fluttered about seemed to have the power to cover the sky and the sun, completely enveloping Mo Xie's vision.

Ji Meiling turned around, gave Mo Xie a flirtatious wink, and waved.

Mo Xie smiled slightly and walked over.

“I learned a lot of dances when I was a child, but I didn’t like dancing any of them, and I never danced in front of people.”

Ji Meiling said softly.

Her delicate, snake-like waist arched gently backward.

One hand gently glided across her smooth chin, while the other hand lifted the hem of her skirt, raising it high like a peacock spreading its tail.

This is clearly the starting stance for a dance.

It is truly beautiful and charming.

"I will dance this dance only for you."

The intoxicating, seductive voice reached Mo Xie's ears, causing his heart to skip a beat.

Like a blood-red sunset

Ji Meiling began to dance lightly.

Her long, flowing hair danced with her movements, and her flowing skirt made her look like a fairy descended to earth.

Those slender, fair arms were either teasing or lightly flicking;

Those delicate and exquisite jade legs were either raised high or lowered;

That perfect, alluring face was either charming or deeply affectionate;

Elegant and charming, alluring yet tasteful!

Such graceful dance moves could probably only be performed by Ji Meiling.

Mo Xie sighed inwardly.

At this moment,

Under this blood-red sunset,

Ji Meiling is like a noble yet alluring dancing enchantress.

Beautiful and dreamlike!

Mo Xie's gaze was somewhat unfocused, and her mind was somewhat lost in thought.

At this moment,

It has nothing to do with love, only with romance.

"What good is dance if there's no music?"

Moye chuckled softly, and with a thought, said, "Formless, appear!"

A long zither lay horizontally in her hand—to use such a supreme innate treasure as a musical instrument, perhaps only Mo Xie throughout the ages has ever done so.

He held his long zither and sat leisurely on the ground.

He gently plucked the strings a few times, producing the purest and most exquisite sound.

He nodded. "Hopefully, we haven't gotten too rusty yet..."

Why is Mo Xie a literary youth?

Because in his previous life he was just a pretentious art enthusiast...

"This song, I play only for you."

As Mo Xie watched Ji Meiling's graceful and agile dance, he also drew into her worldview.

Take a deep breath and calm your mind.

Then,

He gently plucked the strings.

Clang~

The sound of the zither flowed from Mo Xie's hands like a babbling brook.

soon,

The melodious sound of the zither, carrying the fluctuations of profound energy, then slowly echoed in the space.

"It has this effect too? That makes sense... After all, it's formed from a supreme treasure, far superior to ordinary musical instruments."

Mo Xie didn't think much of it and focused on plucking the strings.

"Throughout the ages, only love remains an eternal myth..."

Ji Meiling danced lightly with her long sleeves, performing a dance she never thought she would ever do.

Upon hearing this music, I turned my head in surprise.

Mo Xie was sitting on the ground, her fingers gently plucking the strings of her zither.

Those gentle eyes were looking at me with admiration, "This piece, I will only play for you."

Ji Meiling's mood softened further, and she smiled.

To the melody, they danced with increasing care and devotion.

Mo Xie's mind was also disturbed by her charming smile.

I made a few minor mistakes in the melody, and it took me a deep breath to calm myself down.

Both men and women are in a state of mental turmoil.

One was because of the zither, the other because of laughter.

However, they both quickly recovered and focused on dancing lightly and playing the zither earnestly.

Under the setting sun,

The man wore a black robe and sat on the ground, his black hair flowing down his shoulders.

He focused intently on playing the zither while simultaneously appreciating its beauty.

The woman's skirt fluttered in the wind, and her long hair flowed freely.

Dance with all your heart, and listen attentively at the same time.

This scene,

In this cruel demon realm, there exists an unusually bizarre beauty.

It's as if a meteorite has fallen from the sky, or it's the end of the world, yet people continue to dance, read, and stroll without a care in the world...

There were sixpences scattered all over the ground, and when he looked up he saw the moon;

In the parched land, she carefully planted flowers;

The most beautiful things are often unconventional and contrasting!

This scene,

Playing the zither and dancing,

It's like an absurd myth.

The song ended, the dance came to a close.

Mo Xie pressed her fingers on the strings, and the lingering sound resonated throughout the room.

Ji Meiling stood in front of him, lifting the hem of her skirt, her lips slightly pursed.

"This song is so beautiful!"

"What's your name?"

Ji Meiling stared intently at Mo Xie with her alluring eyes, and said in a sweet, seductive voice.

Moye thought for a moment and said, "Mythology."

"myth?"

Ji Meiling turned around and looked at the blood-red sunset, which seemed to be stained with an unknown amount of blood.

Then I remembered that I had actually danced a dance that I hated in this very place.

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