It was that brief meeting that made Shen Mo know that there was a more powerful existence above the heaven. It was unclear whether it was his intervention or the rules he set. In short, his permission was withdrawn in one form or another. , when he discovered Shen Mo's purpose, he could no longer use the permission of heaven to force Shen Mo to death.

"Zuo Shu told me about the changes in Lishan before when she came back. I guess it was the seniors who were attacking the third level of Tribulation." Shen Mo said it was a guess, but his tone was full of confidence.

The Demon Lord did not hide this matter: "Indeed."

"The reason why senior has never been able to break through the third level of transcending tribulation is because of his design." Shen Mo sighed, "Neither Fen Qi nor Zhou Donghan has broken through again after reaching the top."

"I have long guessed that there is something wrong with my inability to break through for a long time, but I always thought that it was due to old injuries, but...hehe..." Demon Lord laughed at herself, indescribably desolate, half of her life was precarious. It all became a joke today.

She closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, all her fragility had been restrained, leaving only the edge of the sharp blade unsheathed.

"How sure is your plan?"

she asked.

"Sixty percent."

Shen Mo came to see the Demon Lord today just to draw her into the plan, but even so, he did not lie to the Demon Lord.

"Six achievements are enough." The Demon Lord waved his sleeves and appeared in front of the two of them in an instant. She naturally knew that Shen Mo wanted her to be involved in the plan because he needed her help, so she asked directly, "What do you need me to do?"

After the goal was achieved, Shen Mo was not polite to her and directly stated his goal.

He has now successfully persuaded Dongzhou and Beizhou, leaving only the most troublesome Xizhou. Even if the demon sects headed by Chenmen are willing to surrender, there are still some who are not convinced and would rather fight to the death than agree to the conditions.

Shen Mo didn't want to cause too many unnecessary sacrifices, so he wanted to ask the Demon Lord to help him "persuade" those "strong bones".

This was easy for the Demon Lord because she had done it once before.

"Three days."

The Demon Lord dropped these words and left without any hesitation.

Such a resolute Demon Lord is in line with the high-spirited Demon Lord in Shen Mo's memory. Perhaps this is what she should be like.

——After all, whether it is love or hate, it can bring people back to life.

The Demon Lord's matter has been resolved, and now comes the more difficult problem.

Shen Mo looked at Qin Moyu who had walked to the corner at some point.

Qin Moyu stood in the corner, using his fingers to control the red lotus karma fire in circles in a bored manner. The faint blue light illuminated the side of his face, and the whole person looked calm and melancholy.

He was not interested in how Shen Mo regained Xizhou, and he didn't know how to treat Shen Mo.

Intellectually, he knew that Shen Mo was a stranger to him. Even if he calculated against him, he did not really hurt him. His master's death had nothing to do with him. It was only natural that Shen Yebai was fused with his soul.

But emotionally he couldn't treat Shen Mo calmly. Whenever he saw Shen Mo, he couldn't help but think of Shen Yebai and his master's death.

Shen Mo didn't know when he came to Qin Moyu's side. He thought about it for a long time but didn't know how to speak.

"Let's go."

It was Qin Moyu who spoke first and broke the silence. He turned his head and refused to communicate more. Shen Mo could only summon the flying sword helplessly.

They stood on the sword, and the atmosphere was much stiffer than at the beginning.

In order to ease the atmosphere, Shen Mo could only try to find a topic: "Speaking of which, you are my first person to fly with a sword."

"Yeah."

Qin Moyu responded without interest.

Isn’t that okay?

Shen Mo felt very uncomfortable looking at Qin Moyu like this, silently speeding up and flying to the outside of the imperial city before slowly descending.

"Huh?" This time it was Qin Moyu's turn to look at him doubtfully.

"There's no rush to go back. I haven't seen the Imperial City for a long time." Shen Mo glanced at the sky. At dusk and sunset, the orange light enveloped the entire city.

The Imperial City only has curfews during special periods, and sometimes the night is even more lively than the day.

"It will be lively at night." Shen Mo stretched out his hand towards Qin Moyu and said softly.

Shen Mo knew that Qin Moyu liked liveliness and crowded places.

Qin Moyu looked over Shen Mo and saw that some people in the city had lit lanterns at the door, and there were many figures walking around, and felt a little moved.

He rejected Shen Mo's extended hand. Although his heart moved, he still turned his head awkwardly and remained silent for two seconds before saying, "Okay."

Then he crossed Shen Mo angrily and walked forward alone.

Shen Mo could only retract his hand helplessly, knowing that Qin Moyu still had a grudge against him, so he didn't force it.

He hesitated that since Qin Moyu disliked him so much, he should stay away so that Qin Moyu wouldn't lose his mood——

After walking a long way, Qin Moyu realized that Shen Mo had not followed. He turned to look at Shen Mo, who was still standing there. He frowned and said unhappily: "If you don't come, I won't wait for you."

Obviously he didn't want to be with Shen Mo, but he couldn't truly abandon Shen Mo.

In the sky, the night hurriedly squeezed out the lingering sun, but the stubborn sun did not give up at the last moment and sprinkled golden light on the earth. That ray of light connected the world, as if it instantly lit up everything in the imperial city. From the house lights, there is only a warm light from a distance.

In front of that cluster of light, stood Qin Moyu.

Shen Mo looked at Qin Moyu blankly. Countless unfamiliar emotions surged into his heart at this moment, making his eyes sore.

From crown prince to emperor, to abdication and seclusion, his parents always left him behind and left without asking him. They always believed that they could handle everything, just like everyone else Hope he will be like that.

And he was alone in the cave, and so many years had passed without him realizing it.

After his parents passed away, no one dared to walk in front of him, and no one would look back and wait for him.

Seeing Shen Mo standing there stupidly, Qin Moyu murmured in his heart that if there was no one to guide him, he might not be able to return to the palace after walking all night, so he could only walk towards Shen Mo with a flat mouth.

"gone."

Qin Moyu took Shen Mo's arm and walked forward without looking back, with only the lights of the imperial city in his eyes.

The lights at night are always soft and bright. They are to illuminate the lost wanderers and illuminate the way home.

But even though the Wanjia was brilliant, all Shen Mo saw was the light reflected in Qin Moyu's eyes.

what is that?

The crowd was packed with people, but Shen Mo only saw Qin Moyu.

he thinks.

——That is the sun setting in the sky.

…………

Shen Moyu was indeed right. The imperial city was particularly lively at night. Qin Moyu, who was walking through the streets and alleys, felt as if he had fallen into an orange ocean. Qin Moyu's irritable heart gradually calmed down as he walked in it.

He didn't know when he let go of Shen Mo's hand and was completely immersed in the scenery around him, so he didn't see the complicated emotions in Shen Mo's eyes behind him.

Such a lively night market is naturally indispensable for small traders and hawkers. There is a shadow puppet performance stage that attracts many children to stop and watch.

Even among the children whose average height was less than his own waist, Qin Moyu felt no pressure at all. The way he concentrated on the performance was exactly the same as the children next to him.

"I was passing by the pond, and when I took a quick look, I saw..."

The story sung in this shadow puppet show is similar to the Legend of the White Snake that Qin Mingyuyu heard in his previous life. It also tells the story of a demon cultivator who fell in love with a human being and got married but separated due to various reasons.

The story is very cliche, and you can guess the ending after listening to the beginning, but when the opera singer sings it, it is still gripping, and people can't help but follow the protagonist in the story to be happy, sad, and sad.

Qin Moyu was listening entranced when he was suddenly patted on the shoulder by Shen Mo.

It turned out that Shen Mo found a bench from nowhere and motioned Qin Moyu to sit down when he saw that the shadow puppet show would not be finished for an hour and a half.

Qin Moyu didn't think much and sat down on a stool. Shen Mo took the opportunity to sit next to him.

Shen Mo has no interest in shadow puppetry, but he is very interested in watching shadow puppetry with Qin Moyu.

Two grown men were sitting on a bench. Although they were not too big to sit down, they were so close that their shoulders were almost touching.

Shen Mo watched the shadow puppet show, but what came to his mind was the days when he was recuperating in the Qingyun Sect.

At that time, Master Xuanjing had roughly guessed Shen Yebai's identity and wanted to throw Shen Yebai out, but he couldn't bear Qin Moyu's entanglement and agreed to let him stay.

Qin Moyu came almost every day and actively offered to change Shen Yebai's wound medicine.

He looked helplessly at Qin Moyu, who was looking forward to it, and said with a headache: "They are all external injuries, I can handle them myself."

But Qin Moyu said righteously: "No! How do you apply medicine to the injury on the back? If you don't bandage it properly, what if there are sequelae? Oh, don't worry, don't worry, I'm super powerful!"

As he spoke, Qin Moyu blinked at him, his sparkling eyes making it impossible to refuse any of his requests.

"...Okay." Shen Yebai could only agree.

The reason why he was reluctant to let Qin Moyu apply medicine and bandage for him was not because of Qin Moyu's poor bandaging skills, but because...

"alright!"

Qin Moyu clapped his hands and looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction.

Shen Yebai silently lowered his head and glanced down. Sure enough, looking along the crooked bandage, he could see a very beautiful and very strong...

bow.

"Mo Yu." Shen Yebai pointed at the bow angrily and amusedly, "Didn't we agree to bandage it seriously?"

"Yes! I bandaged it very seriously!" Qin Moyu blinked innocently, looked in the direction he pointed, and said confidently, "But I can only tie bows."

What he said was reasonable and reasonable. Qin Moyu didn't think there was anything wrong with tying a bow for him. He even wanted to brag about it: "Look, look, how beautiful and strong my bow is. Don't worry, I'm here. You can It will definitely be fine soon!"

Shen Yebai could only sigh helplessly.

In fact, he would have recovered a long time ago.

——If Qin Moyu didn't give him the wrong medicine last time.

In fact, logically speaking, he shouldn't have stayed to recuperate. It would be best for him to leave quietly the next day after waking up.

Not to mention having such contact with Qin Moyu, and even showing his fragile back in front of him without any defense.

but.

Shen Yebai looked at Qin Moyu, who kept telling him how good the bow was, and how innocent and pure he was. He looked down at the bow on his waist and couldn't help but laugh.

——He seems to be really reluctant to leave.