Yu Chengmo felt his throat dry, so he picked up the teacup and drank the cold tea.

Bu Xianxian sat there, bursting out all his emotions, and sobbing quietly.

The moon rises into the middle of the night sky, neither a full moon nor a beautiful crescent moon, with a very ordinary shape.

Yujiazhuang was quiet under the moonlight, and the lights began to fade. The dinner was over and the villagers were going home to sleep.

I wonder if those happy villagers have noticed that the two immortals are now sitting on Xiaoqing Mountain drinking cold tea.

The night wind blows, and the leaves rustle. Even though the cultivator is not afraid of the cold and heat, a hint of coolness is felt in his heart.

"Xianxian, I always feel that you are a girl who is very strong, very strong, very hardworking, very hardworking girl." Yu Chengmo finally said, "A girl who dares to face her own talents, challenge herself, and has an optimistic spirit. She is a person who is much smarter than me and can help me."

"So I've made a mistake." Yu Chengmo's voice rose a lot, and he seemed very angry: "Bu Xianxian, you are not only inferior! Not only stupid! You are also self-centered!"

Bu Xianxian seemed to be frightened by Yu Cheng Mo's sudden sound of rising. She looked at Yu Cheng Mo in shock. She knew her inferiority complex and did not deny that she was stupid, but why did she say that she was self-centered?

"Do you think I'm kindly helping you? Or do you think I'm pitying you? Do you think everyone around you is staring at you and discriminating against you?" Yu Chengmo asked loudly. If it weren't for the soundproof barrier covering this place, the birds and beasts in the mountains would have already been alarmed.

"How big do you think you are? Everyone else is looking at you?" Yu Chengmo stood up, stretched out his right hand and pointed at the tip of Bu Xianxian's nose: "You are thinking about yourself in your head, and you are so inferior that you are so delusional to the level of being murdered!"

"I'm so embarrassed to say something like 'Be a lover, you can't accept it'. Are you ashamed?" Yu Chengmo scratched his fingers on his face exaggeratedly: "Do you think I have any intentions for you?"

"If you have any ideas, say it out! If you have any opinions, raise it! If you don't want to say you don't agree! If you have any ideas, fight for things you want!" Yu Chengmo's voice went higher: "Who will blame you for being a follower if you only walk behind? Who will blame you for not expressing your opinions without saying a word? Who will blame you for not knowing that you have any opinions?"

After thinking about it, Yu Chengmo sat back on the chair.

"Do you think that was my kindness? Kindness?" Yu Chengmo leaned on the back of the chair, crossed his hands, and looked up at the semicircular moon: "Eight years ago, I was a ten-year-old kid. Do you think there would be so many kind hearts to help you?"

"Who is the ten-year-old Yu Facai? The landlord's spoiled eldest son suddenly got the skills to cultivate immortals and was proud to be a little devil. Do you think he would think of your mood?" Yu Chengmo turned his head and looked at Bu Xianxian and asked, "At that time, I thought that I would practice in the immortal sect for thousands of years in the future, so I felt that being alone was too terrible and I just wanted to bring a playmate."

Bu Xianxian looked at him blankly.

Yu Chengmo continued: "I would give you those elixirs in those years because I couldn't absorb those elixirs and didn't want to waste them anymore. If I could absorb the elixirs at that time, don't say it to you, I might want to get the elixirs in your hand."

Yu Chengmo looked at the moon, and Bu Xianxian looked at him.

"Bu Xianxian, your thoughts are too centered on yourself. When communicating with others, you always think about the other person's actions and attitude towards you... If you think too much, for example, for me, and most people around you, the first thing you consider about your own interests." Yu Chengmo said slowly: "It's not your mood or your gains and losses. The reason why you fall into the current mood is because you don't express your dissatisfaction, refuse, or resist, and of course no one knows what you think."

"You may not have hoped that you can be treated gentlely by everyone, right? If that is the case, compared with other junior brothers and sisters, you are more like the innocent and innocent child who read too much in the storybook." Yu Cheng Mo still looked at the moon, not seeing Bu Xianxian's expression, and even suppressed his spiritual sense and did not use it.

"Sign up with color, speak through voice, and then metaphor." Yu Chengmo said slowly: "If you don't show your dissatisfaction, naturally no one knows your dissatisfaction. You still think that your patience is amazing? Except for yourself, no one will be moved! When I was a child, how did the old man in the village say that the visitor was? 'Children have milk to eat'."

"Stop talking!" Bu Xianxian suddenly interrupted, and she was very confused now.

In fact, what Yu Chengmo wanted to say was almost the same. He changed to a more relaxed position and leaned on the back of the chair, looking up at the moon.

In fact, there is nothing good about the moon. It is not a full moon or a moon. It looks like a semi-round and unrounded one. It’s just that I really don’t know where to look, so I looked up at the moon.

And Yu Chengmo himself needs to reflect.

He didn't tell any lies. He brought Bu Xianxian to the Immortal Sect with him, just to give him a companion.

However, later, there was a self-righteous idea that "because I brought Bu Xianxian to Yinghuamen, I had to be responsible for taking care of her."

Yes, self-righteous.

The clear light of the moonlight spreads over the hills of the small green mountains. Yu Chengmo looked up at the moon, and Bu Xianxian looked down at the ground. Both of them were reflecting on themselves, and their hearts were in a mess.

The heartless Yu Chengmo was the first to come out of this mood. He didn't understand it but was unwilling to think about it anymore. He became a simple moon-watching.

Only when you look up at the sky can you know how small a person is.

The moon as big as a round cake hangs in the sky. When I was a child, I always thought that if I became an immortal, I could fly up and touch it with my own hands.

Until now, not to mention the Mahayana Yucheng Mo, even the Earth Immortal Ancestors of various major sects and families were unable to fly to the heights close to the stars. It is said that they have been rising to the maximum heights, and they do not feel that they are one step closer to the sun, moon and stars.

But the more this happens, the stronger the human race's desire to move forward, and believe that the world of sun, moon and stars is the world inhabited by immortals. They cannot move forward directly, so they can only ascend to the feathers.

At the end of cultivation, is there really a way to become an immortal and ascend to the world?

Countless thoughts flashed through Yu Chengmo's mind.

Just like now, Yu Chengmo sometimes thinks, maybe the one closest to achieving enlightenment in the entire cultivation world is himself? He is practicing the martial arts given by the way of heaven, and the improvement of his realm can also be easily improved. As long as he continues to hunt down demon cultivators, whether it is the realm above the earth immortal or the realm above the earth immortal...

After a chill, Yu Cheng Mo forced himself not to continue thinking about it. He knew that he was not a strong-willed person.

The moon in the west is about to sink, while the east is already white with a blue halo.

I turned my head and looked at the fairy fairy, and was still looking down at the grass on the ground. The grass was bent, carrying a round drop of liquid on it, but I didn’t know if it was morning dew or the girl’s tears.

As if he noticed Yu Chengmo's gaze, Bu Xianxian raised his stiff neck, twisted it, and looked at him.

What should I say...the two of them thought of it at the same time.

But the two of them just looked at each other, and neither of them spoke. Maybe they didn't know what to say, maybe they were all looking forward to each other talking to break the silence first.

Until Yu Chengmo suddenly stood up, the nervous Bu Xianxian was startled.

"My house is stewed!" Yu Chengmo said something, then turned around and turned and left: "I'll go back to have a meal first!"

At this moment, Bu Xianxian seemed to have forgotten how she breathed, and her reflections were left behind all night, leaving only a complaint in her mind filled her entire thoughts:
Chapter completed!