People are in Xingtie, and I am their dead white moonlight?

She raised her head slightly and looked at the starry night sky in Yaoqing, a look of unwillingness appeared on her pretty face.

"But I'm only one step away. How can I accept this? The goal is so close, but it has to be shattered because of such an inexplicable reason. This is really..."

An inexplicable bitterness suddenly spread slowly in her heart, occupying her heart bit by bit.

Feeling extremely awkward and uncomfortable in his heart, Feixiao turned his head slightly, looked at the small jar of Bamboo Leaf Green on the long table, pursed his lips, and then grabbed the jar of wine that no one wanted without hesitation.

Looking at the clear wine rippling in the jar and his own face reflected above, Feixiao smiled bitterly.

"They say wine is the best way to express the bitterness in one's heart. I want to see... if this jar of wine can help me forget those troubles for a while..."

So, amid the laughter and playfulness of the crowd, Feixiao calmly left the martial arts arena and walked towards the bamboo forest behind the general's mansion.

......

Just as Feixiao left the table in silence and walked towards the bamboo forest behind the general's mansion, Jiang Mo and Jingtian had already arrived at the woods in the completely opposite direction of the bamboo forest.

Looking at the quiet and peaceful woods in front of him, Jiang Mo blinked slightly. Just when he was about to ask Jingtian what he wanted to say, he spoke first:

"Jiang Mo, don't tell anyone what I said to you today, especially your master and Fei Xiao."

Hearing this, Jiang Mo was stunned at first, then he looked at the tall figure in white clothes, raised his eyebrows, and asked in confusion:

"Master Jingtian, if you have something to say, just tell me directly. Could it be that you have predicted my future? Did you see my "end"?

"That's right," Jingtian nodded gently, then turned around and looked at Jiang Mo with a serious expression, "I calculated your future and saw your 'ending'."

"To make a long story short—under the deliberate guidance of Lord Changle Tianjun, I saw that you would eventually be buried under the Emperor's bow and arrow."

"And after that, Changle Tianjun also gave me a hint: "Pay the price of your karmic fire and repay the sins of killing for half a lifetime"..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jingtian tapped his shoulder lightly with the folding fan in his hand and asked softly:

"Most fortune-tellers 'know their fate but don't accept it.' They try to find the best option among different possibilities. But sometimes, no matter what you choose, fate only has one path before you..."

"When the divination is complete and your fate is left with only two different outcomes: bad or very bad, what will you choose?"

Looking at Jingtian with a serious expression in front of him, Jiang Mo's face was stunned at first, but this astonishment was quickly replaced by a faint smile that seemed to have seen through the life and death situation.

"Of course it's 'Great Misfortune'—if fate has only one path from beginning to end, then 'Misfortune' means I have to transfer some of the karma to others, letting them bear it all for me."

"Rather than doing something like this, I'd rather face the Great Evil alone. At least in the worst-case scenario... no two people will die, right?"

Hearing this, Jingtian's eyes widened slightly. He seemed to have never expected Jiang Mo to give such an answer.

Jiang Mo's unconventional move instantly disrupted Jingtian's thoughts. After a long while, he sighed softly, and the seriousness on his face gradually turned into a kind smile.

"As expected of Yue Yu's disciple, and indeed a brave guard of the Yaoqing Immortal Boat, whose primary focus is on warfare, your courage and spirit are unmatched."

"You're too kind," Jiang Mo humbly bowed, a polite smile on his face. "I just don't know... you said I would be buried under the emperor's bow and arrows, immersed in the fire of karma to pay for half a lifetime of killing sins..."

Before Jiang Mo could finish his question, Jingtian gently shook his head, "Heaven's secrets cannot be revealed. Destiny ultimately has only one path. If you want to force it... you will have to pay a greater price."

As Jingtian spoke, he stretched out his left hand - a clever wooden hand made by Gongzaosi.

"This is the price I paid for trying to change fate when I first took office as Grand Fortune Teller."

"But... although I can't tell you the specific details of fate, I can be sure of one thing..."

"what?"

"My fate will be the same as yours. I will be buried in the arrows of the Emperor's bow."

"?!"

Looking at Jiang Mo's shocked expression, Jingtian just smiled and then walked slowly out of the woods, leaving Jiang Mo alone in a daze.

"Remember my words. Don't tell anyone about what happened tonight. Don't let anyone else's fate be affected by your karma. Otherwise..."

"The direction of fate may not be as simple as I said today."

……

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Something happened today and I'm not in a very good state. The next plot is more important, so let me adjust and think about it for a while.

Chapter 71 Fei Xiao: I love you, but I am unwilling to give up (6.8k)

Looking at Jingtian's back gradually disappearing under the starlight, Jiang Mo fell into a brief thought.

His ending?

Was Ah Ha using Jingtian's words to issue him an ultimatum? Or was he conveying some kind of veiled message to him?

Thinking of this, Jiang Mo immediately shook his head, then raised his head to look at the starry night sky above his head, and murmured softly:

"I must be sick to have imagined that Ahab would use this riddle-man method to convey information... This is totally uncharacteristic of His style."

"As for this so-called ending..." Jiang Mo touched his chin. Based on all the information revealed by Jingtian, he eliminated all possibilities one by one, and finally left only a term that was extremely bloody for the people of Xianzhou.

"It should be the Third Harvest War..."

Jiang Mo murmured softly.

In his memory, the Third War of Plenty was a key turning point in the fate of some of the Xianzhou people he was familiar with.

During this war, Feixiao and Fuxuan lost their beloved master, while the optimistic and cheerful Yukong lost his best friend Caiyi in the war. Since then, he has become calm and reliable, but he no longer wants to fly...

It was also because of this war that nearly half of the Fanghu Immortal Boat was destroyed by the Emperor's bow and arrows, and hundreds of millions of Cloud Cavalry soldiers were buried under the attacks of the gods they believed in...

Thinking of this, Jiang Mo pursed his lips, looked at the stars twinkling in the night sky above his head, and a thoughtful look appeared on his face.

"I wonder if my past self's participation in this war has changed anything... Can it break the cycle of destiny that says, 'No matter what you choose, there's only one path to your destiny'?"

After thinking briefly for a while, Jiang Mo finally stuck to his own style and left these headache-inducing things that would only happen in the future to his future self to worry about.

Instead of worrying about these things, I should go to Feixiao and ask her if she has any worries...

As if remembering the very reluctant expression of the white-haired ball, Jiang Mo chuckled and shook his head, then walked towards the training ground.

"Rather than worrying about the future, let's focus on the present."

......

Jiang Mo didn't spend much time talking with Jingtian. When he returned to the martial arts arena, the celebration banquet was only halfway through, and this was also the most lively time of the banquet.

But he did not intend to join in the excitement. Compared with the temporary excitement and joy, Jiang Mo cared more about Feixiao's condition.

Those black eyes scanned the laughing groups gathered around the long table, searching for the silver figure, but...

He saw his comrades who were enjoying the banquet, Su Yao who was covering her lips and laughing softly, and Ning Li who was trying hard to deal with other fox people, but he did not see the heroic silver figure.

"What's going on...where are the Feixiao people?" Jiang Mo frowned, and a bad premonition arose in his heart.

Considering Feixiao's strength and Yaoqing's current condition, it's absolutely impossible for her to be in any danger. That leaves only one possibility...

——What’s in her mind is quite complicated, so complicated that she wants to find a place where she can be alone.

And this matter is most likely related to him, otherwise with Feixiao's personality... he would definitely not hide it from him.

Thinking of this, Jiang Mo sighed helplessly, then walked through the bustling crowd and came to Yukong's side calmly.

At this moment, Yukong focused all his attention on Ningli, who was trying hard to talk to others, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

"If we continue at this pace... in another ten days or half a month, Ningli's socially anxious personality will improve significantly—"

Before Yukong finished talking to herself, she suddenly felt that there was someone beside her, which made her subconsciously look back and found that Jiang Mo had appeared behind her at some point.

The sudden situation caused her body to tremble abnormally, and her purple pupils shrank slightly, as if she was frightened.

But as Luofu's ace pilot, she quickly adjusted her state, took a deep breath, and punched Jiang Mo's shoulder hard.

"Jiang Mo! When did you get here? Why are you like a ghost? You walk without making any sound..."

Yukong shook his head as he spoke, and after confirming that the silver figure was no longer beside him, he asked, "Also, where is Feixiao? Isn't she with you?"

"I was just about to ask you..." Jiang Mo shrugged helplessly, his expression becoming a little weird.

"Didn't you just call Feixiao and Ningli away? She...left the team midway?"

"Not really. Ningli told me that Feixiao left quietly. I thought she wasn't very interested in socializing and wanted to stay with you."

Just like that, Jiang Mo and Yukong looked at each other and fell into a long silence.

"...With Feixiao's skills, if someone wants to provoke her, they should first worry about whether they can survive, so I think..."

Yukong blinked. "Did you have a fight then? So she went somewhere to sulk?"

"That's not the case..." Jiang Mo shook his head speechlessly. "I felt that she was a little worried, but just when I wanted to ask her... you called her away, and then Jingtian Taibu called me away, so we were completely separated."

"I guess...she might have found a place where she wanted to be alone for a while."

Hearing Jiang Mo's somewhat confusing remarks, Yukong frowned, then waved his hands with a headache.

"Forget it, forget it. Don't tell me this. I've never been in a relationship before, so I don't understand what's going on with you guys who are in love. Just give me some instructions—how can I help you? Should I find someone or..."

Before Yukong could finish, Jiang Mo shook his head gently, "There's no need to find anyone. The more people there are, the more trouble this will cause..."

"I have an idea. Just don't let Ningli know about this. The little girl tends to blame herself easily. Don't..."

"Okay, I understand what you mean." Yukong nodded and shook the jade omen in his hand. "I'll take care of your other wife for you, and you can go find Feixiao yourself, right? If you need anything, just send me a message."

"Well, thank you Yukong."

Jiang Mo nodded slightly, and after thinking thoughtfully for a while, he walked without stopping towards the direction of the general's mansion.

"In this situation... Fei Xiao only has two places to hide away: home or the bamboo forest behind the general's mansion."

"She pretended to be fine, she definitely didn't want me to know, so she definitely couldn't go home. The only place she could go was the bamboo forest behind the general's mansion."

"Oh... this girl is really something. If there's anything she wants to talk about, why doesn't she just talk about it and have a good conversation? Why does she have to bottle it up in her heart?"

Jiang Mo shook his head helplessly, then quickened his pace again and left the bustling training ground.

At the same time, in a shadow somewhere in the martial arts arena, Xun Ling, the judge of the Ten Kings Division, dressed in black, nodded slightly, and a faint smile appeared on his face that had been staying up too late.

"I wanted to give him some hints, but he found the exact location right away..."

"What is this? Telepathy? A bond? Or maybe... intuition?"

After thinking for a while, Xun Ling shook his head slightly, then disappeared into the shadows again, and headed towards the general's mansion.

......

The cold moonlight shines through the gaps between the bamboo leaves and falls on the bluestone path leading to the pavilion deep in the bamboo forest.

The breeze in the forest brushed across Jiang Mo's cheek, causing the bamboo shadows under his feet to sway slightly, making the bamboo forest in front of him even more tranquil.

But soon, this gentle tranquility was completely broken by the rustling sound caused by the violent shaking of bamboo, followed by an extremely crisp breaking sound and the buzzing sound of the axe blade tearing through the air.

“Sure enough, it’s here…”

Hearing this voice, Jiang Mo was not alert, but felt a little relieved. Then he used the Cloud Riding Skills again and quickly rushed towards the depths of the bamboo forest.

As the distance between them continued to shorten, Jiang Mo could also hear some...other sounds from the rustling sound.

"Bu Liren, chop! Xu Zu... chop! What fate or no fate... chop! Chop them all!"

"Since they are monsters with Moon Madness... then... hiccup... then let's chop all of these guys up! Let them always be afraid of me!"

Fei Xiao's voice was thick with the slur of drunkenness, and he mumbled a long string of words that left Jiang Mo somewhat bewildered.

"It's really because of the "Moon Mania" incident... But this time, is this girl just drowning her sorrows in alcohol?"

Hearing the slightly drunken voice beside his ears, Jiang Mo instantly turned into a black shadow, moving swiftly in the bamboo forest, and quickly rushed to the pavilion where Yue Yu usually drank.

At this moment, Feixiao was waving the emerald double-edged axe across the bamboo forest. Wherever the axe passed, even bamboos as thick as a bowl would break.

Looking at the broken bamboos and scattered bamboo leaves all over the ground, and the fox girl with rosy cheeks waving a giant axe in the moonlight, Jiang Mo sighed slightly, then flew forward and gently grabbed her wrist.

However, just when Jiang Mo was about to use some tough means to remove the double-edged axe from Fei Xiao's hand, the white fox, which was emitting a strong smell of alcohol, suddenly dropped the weapon in his hand and collapsed in his arms as if his bones had been pulled out.

The smell of alcohol with a hint of bamboo leaves mixed with Feixiao's unique fragrance unreasonably penetrated into Jiang Mo's nostrils - her hot forehead rested against Jiang Mo's neck, rubbing it obediently, like a clingy white kitten.

With the help of the bright moonlight, Jiang Mo only needed to lower his head slightly to see Fei Xiao's breathtaking figure through the collar of his clothes that was completely wet with wine and tightly stuck to his skin.

However, the white-haired fox didn't seem to care about its "sudden appearance". Instead, it rubbed Jiang Mo's neck quite vigorously and pressed the softness of its chest against him without any scruples.

Looking at the white-haired fox in his arms, with its starry eyes narrowed and a smile on its lips, lying on his neck, Jiang Mo sighed helplessly. Just when he was about to put his coat on her to prevent her from catching a cold, the girl shrugged and said with a silly smile:

"Hehe... Ah Mo smells so good, just like... like the smell of bedding that has been dried in the sun..."