Part 7 Chapter 668 Mo Qingwu, Dream and Reality 【Supplement 5】

Last three days, southeast, Pingshaling!

Chu family!

The time is pulled back to a few months ago.

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Dong Wushang, Rui Butong and others have been practicing diligently. Ever since they escorted Han Xiaoran and others back to the Chu family, the two people's enthusiasm for practicing martial arts has been increasing day by day.

After wandering outside this time, both of them realized one thing: Jiuchongtian masters are like clouds, and their current cultivation base is not scum!

So the two brothers gave full play to the spirit of desperate Saburo, and every day they found an open place to fight in the dark. Mo Lei'er and Mo Qingwu confronted each other.

Occasionally, the two also fought against Dong Wushang.

Rui Butong transformed into an indomitable and unbeatable Xiaoqiang. He was beaten to death by Dong Wushang every day, but he was provocative every day.

Occasionally, if the two had new insights, they would join hands to bravely challenge Yue Lingxue.

Every time Yue Lingxue mercilessly beats up the two of them!

There are fewer and fewer foreign forces in Pingsha Ridge...and more and more calm.

Here, too many people have died, not everyone in the Jianghu is not afraid of death...

Mo Lei'er has always been with Mo Qingwu, but during a period of time, Mo Lei'er discovered a strange phenomenon. That is, Mo Qingwu's personality seems to be changing day by day.

Mo Qingwu was very strange during this period of time.

Already a girl who is close to fourteen years old, her figure is gradually growing, tall and tall, like a willow in the wind; gradually she begins to exude the kind of peerless elegance that belongs to a peerless beauty!

Although they are both women, Mo Lei'er sometimes looks a little fascinated when she looks at Mo Qingwu's eyes.

Mo Lei'er is a beauty in her own right. Before that, she didn't think that there was any woman in this world who could get her appreciation. Or convinced.

But at this moment, facing the demeanor of Mo Qingwu who is just in the bud. But sincerely feel ashamed.

So Mo Lei'er paid more and more attention to Mo Qingwu. She wanted to find out where Mo Qingwu was better than herself, but the more she searched. The more you feel inferior,

The more you look for it, the more you appreciate it...

The current Mo Qingwu. It's perfect!

That kind of greenness seems to be gradually fading away, and what is replaced is not the gentleness of a girl, but a kind of aura that is compelling, giving people a feeling that... such a woman is not at all It should exist in the world of mortals!

She should be above the nine heavens, singing and dancing gracefully!

from the bone. From the soul, every move, every frown and smile, the quiet elegance exuded is enough to make anyone, regardless of gender. When seeing her for the first time. Just ashamed.

Mo Qingwu's changes are not limited to this aspect. in the attitude towards people. There are also some changes.

Originally, when she saw Chu Feiling and Yang Ruolan, she would pester her, especially Yang Ruolan, Mo Qingwu had a sweet mouth, and circled around her, fearing that her future mother-in-law would not like her future daughter-in-law...

But now, seeing Yang Ruolan, Mo Qingwu felt shy, her face turned red and she wanted to run away.

Regarding Mo Qingwu's change, Yang Ruolan couldn't help but smile, and said: "The little girl has grown up, and she actually knows how to be ashamed..."

But Mo Lei'er faintly felt that it seemed...it wasn't that simple.

And Mo Qingwu became more and more taciturn. Some habitual movements are also unconsciously changing...

Forced to enter, she used to like to adopt this posture when she was meditating: squatting on the stone steps, holding her cheeks with two hands, one left and one right, her eyeballs seemed to be frozen still.

But now, she puts one hand on her lap, and gently supports her temples with the other, her eyelids droop, and her gaze is fixed on the ground.

In the past, when she was happy, or when she encountered something funny, she would open her mouth and laugh without any scruples, but now, the corners of her mouth curled into a smile.

But even if it's a smile from the heart, in Mo Lei'er's eyes, there is something almost gentle and sad...

What the hell is going on here?

Perhaps only Mo Qingwu knew about such a change.

The little girl was also very confused; she also felt at a loss for what to do about her changes.

Mo Qingwu didn't know when she started to have a strange dream again and again. She was terrified and puzzled. Why, would I have such a dream?

Moreover, each time is more real, each time is more comprehensive, each time is closer, and the distance is closer...

Until this time recently, Mo Qingwu was scared...

In the dream, I grew up little by little, then I was injured, then my talent was abolished, and then my family was indifferent... Then, I was bullied...

Even, when I was abolished, the second brother who loved me the most happened to be going away, and I looked at him with tears in my eyes, hoping that my second brother could help me and give me a hand; but the second brother sighed , turned his head to the past.

At that time, the whole body was cold.

Mo Qingwu clearly remembered that her life was the same in the dream, the only difference was that there was no Chu Yang in the dream at this time, but in real life, she was holding the Xingmeng Qingwu Knife, and the family , snatched his own knife...

Of course, it is the same as in the dream: in reality, when the second brother faced his call for help, he also sighed and turned his head away...

Or this matter, I am very dissatisfied with my second brother, very chilling... Mo Qingwu said to herself.

Then, after I finally grew up, it was a few years full of gloom.

Suddenly a family proposed to the Mo family.

Want to marry yourself.

And that person is the person I hate extremely, and he is a playboy that everyone knows...

How could Mo Qingwu be willing to marry such a person? So Mo Qingwu chose to ask his second brother for help.

At that time, the second brother was in the Canglan war zone, and after sending out his letter, there was no reply; then, the woman who had been with the second brother came back, and she told herself: Give up that heart, the second master is too busy Very, how can I have time to take care of your business?

That woman, in the reality of this life, is the eldest brother's woman, who was sent by the second brother's side, but was controlled by the second brother.

But in the dream, the news she brought made him lose all hope. Since then, I have never cared about my family again...

The mother is also begging herself to marry her...

So Mo Qingwu was in despair. I chose to escape. At that time, in the dream, I chose to escape from the house and found a place not far away to hide... I thought: If the family would be anxious. If the father will be sad and sad, then. I would rather wrong myself to win allies for the family than marry.

but.

The father was not in a hurry, after he disappeared, he just searched hastily, and two days later, he told the family that he was missing, and then chose another woman from the family to marry him...

From then on, he didn't even care about himself.

Since then, I have completely chilled my family!

then. Since then, wandering the world.

Finally one day, I wandered the world by myself. In a purple bamboo forest. Found a lonely swordsman; his name is, Chu Yang!

This lonely swordsman. It has the same name as brother Chu Yang in this life; in the dream, Mo Qingwu even had this feeling. Also, it looks the same...

Both are lonely people, like two lone wolves who have been alone in the desert for a lifetime, and they meet together.

Mo Qingwu suddenly felt a sense of sympathy; every time she saw this lonely person, she felt a kind of comfort in her heart...

So I felt more and more pitiful for this person, and wanted to comfort him...

Then, after the two separated, they still thought about it from time to time: Is he now as helpless as me?

Finally again... When I went to the purple bamboo forest I liked the most, I met him again.

At that time, he seemed to be missing something; he was very fragile... So he casually said a few words of comfort.

However, when he raised his head, the desperation in his eyes and the flash of tenderness struck his heart like lightning.

He told him his own name. The two became familiar.

Then, either because he wanted to comfort him, or because of other reasons, he said to himself: "Don't be uncomfortable...how about I give you a dance?"

"My mother said that my daughter should not dance lightly all her life, but be careful that every dance will be bitter all her life..."

But at that time, I wanted to dance for him. Even if it's hard to dance for a lifetime...

At the moment when my red clothes floated up, I clearly saw the appreciation, tenderness, and a kind of doting in this person's eyes!

It was this kind of doting that conquered me at that moment.

This man is a swordsman, and what he believes in is: Ruthless swordsman! Love cannot reach the peak! So I said at the beginning: "I can't hurt you... I just want to practice swords! Please leave!"

But I am very persistent...I have decided that even if you don't want me, I...will use the loneliness of my life to warm your same loneliness.

So I said to myself: "I am willing to let you use me to practice swords! Even if you crush my love... If you can get the essence of swordsmanship you want from here... I am willing!"

When two lonely people are together, they are no longer alone.

I give...not for you to accept me, or to hurt me...I just want to give for you...

I would also like to be hurt by you...

So step by step entanglement, separation and reunion again and again, that ruthless person, but step by step occupied all the places in my heart...

However, he will never forget, revenge for his master, revenge for his younger brother, revenge for his master... He bears a bloody revenge... He can even feel that every moment, the pain in his heart Can thicken into juice...

I have a feeling that if he continues to torture himself like this, sooner or later, he will collapse...

He sleeps with his sword in his arms, and every day when he is free, his eyes are looking at his sword, so focused. The sword is all his hope. Hope for revenge!

I was very curious: Could it be that, for a man, a cold sword is more beautiful than a beautiful woman?

Is it because I look good? Or is the sword pretty?

He often woke up from his dream and shouted, "I'm going to kill you!"

Every time at that time, I hugged him tightly with my arms until he calmed down... Every time at that time, I always cried from heartache...

For this man...

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