full of moonlight

Chapter 140 [77] In vain

After carefully sketching the last stroke, the vivid appearance of the young man leaning against the rockery and enjoying the newly blooming orchids is perfectly presented on the paper, with an elegant posture and a bit of leisure.The eyes are the last to be drawn, and the eyes are bright and full of style.Every detail of the person in the painting, from the folds of the clothes to the small movements of the hands, is meticulously depicted, which shows the artist's intentions.

"I finished another painting." Suxi happily picked up the painting, looked at the painting, and then at Mo Linfeng, with a bit of distress in his joy, "Every time you draw me so beautifully, I'm almost jealous This is the painting of myself."

Mo Linfeng put down his pen, looked at Suxi with a smile, and said, "A real person is prettier than a painting."

Looking up the river, his gaze lingered on the painting, and he said, "Frame it up later, and hang it in the Pearl Picking Pavilion."

"Okay." Mo Linfeng responded gently.

In his memory, in the past four years, he has drawn many paintings for Suanxi. Suxi likes these paintings very much. Each of them is framed by himself, and then the two of them hang them together in the Pearl Picking Pavilion in Feiyan Palace.

Mo Linfeng has been to Caizhuxuan, and it is indeed full of paintings, the river tracing in various scenes that he painted.Sword dancing, boating, wine brewing, joy, slight anger, tenderness... telling the details of the loving relationship in the past four years.

At that time, facing the portraits in the room, Mo Linfeng was holding the hand that traced the stream and drooped his eyes in silence.

At this moment, he watched the person in front of him happily holding the painting, and a complex light flashed across his eyes.

It has been a few days, and getting along with the river has become more and more real, and it seems that I can look back more and more clearly in my mind to the four years that shocked me at first, but now it seems real.

but……

"Palace Master, the envoy's letter has arrived." Ling Yu reported respectfully outside the door.

Suxi smiled and said: "According to the days, it is almost time for them to come back to the palace to see us in previous years. This must be mentioned in the letter written to the moon." As he spoke, he walked over and took the letter from Ling Yu.

"Here, it belongs to your precious junior brother." Suxi handed the letter to Mo Linfeng.

Mo Linfeng didn't answer it, but looked deeply at the four words "Senior Brother Dear Brother" written in a familiar font on the cover of the letter, feeling unclear.

Suanxi asked, "What's wrong?"

"Shaoyue is waiting for me, I can't delay any longer." Mo Linfeng said softly.

"What did you say?" Zuoxi didn't hear clearly.

Mo Linfeng raised his head, looked at Suuxi with deep and complicated emotions in his eyes, and said with imperceptible nostalgia in his tone: "Suxi, I used to look forward to staying with you like this, the years are quiet, but since I was After that moment in the foggy forest, I knew that everything was impossible. I don’t blame you, trace the stream, everyone is their own master, you have your own position. Writing about the moon was right, but I was delusional after all.” He raised He raised his hand and lightly pressed Suxi's parting lips, stopped his words, and continued: "It's really unexpected to be able to spend these few days with you, in fact, I should have withdrawn from the beginning, but in the end Still...something greedy."

"But it has to end, Suxi." Mo Linfeng sighed softly, he stroked Suxi's cheek softly, his eyes were sober and determined.

"Linfeng..." Suxi was puzzled, and before he could react, he was pulled into his arms by Mo Linfeng, and then a sharp pain came from his heart unexpectedly, and he felt that his whole body was being torn apart.

"Ah!" Suxi screamed, looking down stiffly, Mo Linfeng's hand went straight into his chest, and he could even feel his heart being grabbed.

Blood gushed out from the wound, and Suxi trembled violently, with deep sadness, fear and doubt in his eyes. "Don't..." he begged, "Linfeng, why..."

"If I'm addicted to illusion, how can I be worthy of being the master of the Dust Palace?" Mo Linfeng said, no emotion could be heard in his voice.

The next moment, he clenched his hand hard, accompanied by a mournful wail, the blood mist filled his eyes, and the space he was in instantly collapsed, and the river and the palace were all disillusioned.

In the chaos, Mo Linfeng slowly closed his eyes.

……

In a gloomy place in the Migu fog forest, countless vines are like snakes winding in the grass, slowly extending or twisting, very strange.What is daunting is that under the brown or dark green vine branches, there are half-buried and half-exposed bones in this tangled vine.The faint rotten smell in the air added a haunting atmosphere to the scene of Hell.

Look carefully, at the place where the vines intertwine and spread most densely, among the white bones, there is actually a person.Although his whole body was entwined by vines, his eyes were closed tightly as if unconscious, but he could still see the rise and fall of his chest.

These vines seemed to be conscious, knowing that there were living creatures in this dead silence, and they rushed to spread to the man, as if to enclose him into a cocoon.

Seeing that person was about to drown under the vine branches...

Suddenly, the previously closed eyes suddenly opened, these are a pair of sharp and inner phoenix eyes.In an instant, all the fierce aura was released, with that person as the core, the violent air wave exploded with extremely strong aura, sweeping across the entire area in an instant.

The originally aggressive vines were torn apart under the violent impact, and the broken branches and leaves were engulfed by the air waves and flew to the surroundings, like a rain of branches and leaves, and fell in embarrassment on the ground in the distance, without any ups and downs.

The trees in the field were also affected, the ones that were close were broken in the middle, and the ones that were far away were full of leaves and branches.

Mo Linfeng stood alone in the center of this mess, his face sinking like water, looking at the broken branches all over the place, his eyes were bright and dark, and there was a layer of haze around him.

Looking down at the slightly red strangle marks on his wrist, Mo Linfeng narrowed his eyes.Although we still don't know what kind of plant it is, it can be basically inferred that these vines will secrete juice and penetrate into the human body through skin contact, causing people to hallucinate after being poisoned.If you can't wake up in time, the final consequence is to sleep here forever and become the fertilizer of these vines.

Those few days were accompanied by the river tracing in the illusion. Although I really wanted to feel what it was like to be with that person, but more, it was to confirm the support that constituted this illusion.

All the scenes will be vivid and real only when they trace the stream together.

Undoubtedly, that support is the upstream.

Once Suanxi in the illusion died, the entire illusion collapsed.Mo Linfeng woke up before the next illusion was constructed.

He slowly stretched out his hand to caress the chest hit by the river before him, feeling the suffocating pain brought by every breath, the corner of his mouth curled into a cold arc.

If it weren't for Mu Shuyue who always had doubts, worried about his sometimes too close contact with Suoxi, and advised him to wear gold silk soft armor just in case, that palm, even if it didn't kill him, would still make him die. He was severely injured, and then fell into this weird vine bush, how could he still be alive?

Zuanxi, you are cruel enough, you didn't hold back at all.