The snake demon husband is hard on the bow

Du Yuanyuan didn't care about the evil on the left and the idiot on the right, and said after pondering, "Take me to cultivate immortality."

"What." Mo Qingye was stunned, then flicked his sleeves and said, "What nonsense!"

"No, I didn't talk in sleep, to be honest." Du Yuanyuan walked around to him, looked him in the eyes and said, "Don't you want to fix it too, just bring me one."

Mo Qingye suddenly fell silent, staring at him with a complex and profound expression, then curled the corner of her lips, "Immortal? What's so good about an immortal."

"It's not that immortals are better than demons, it's just that people go to high places."

"High places? Huh." Mo Qingye sighed softly, and said coldly, "Everyone talks about going to high places, and how many people know that high places are extremely cold."

"Listen to this, have you ever stayed in a high place?"

Mo Qingye's eyes flickered for a while, as if the Pinghu suddenly had waves that dissipated in an instant, he said coldly, "I don't know."

...Du Yuan felt in his heart that it was too difficult to communicate with him, "Okay, let's put aside the matter of cultivating immortals for now, then let's start here first."

Mo Qingye directly skipped his words, sized him up suspiciously, and asked coldly, "What are you doing to cultivate immortals?"

"Don't do anything." Du Yuanyuan rolled his eyes, and it seemed that there was something to be said, "Qing Ye, I want to ask you something, and you must tell the truth."

"Tell me!"

"You said, you recognized me, didn't you?"

"How?" Mo Qingye said in a deep voice.

"Since you are not me, then you must also hope that we can get along for a long time."

"Nonsense!"

"This is not nonsense, this is the point!" Du Yuanyuan took a step closer, "But think about it, I am a mortal, I will die, I can't live for tens of thousands of years like you, and my life will be endless."

Mo Qingye's eyes paused, as if he had suddenly realized this problem, he took a breath, "Indeed."

"That's right!" Du Yuanyuan sighed heavily, "I've seen things through now, you won't let me go, since that's the case, I'll be safe when I come, in fact, you're okay, much better than that Xue Qiantu Well, at least he’s not as snobbish as he is, and he’s better than Bai Wei. At least you don’t snore when you sleep, and you’re stronger than that vixen. A person has integrity but has a bad temper. But these can be changed over a long period of time, except for those that are difficult to change. It's you and me who are the monsters."

Mo Qingye was silent for a while, and said, "Is this why you want to cultivate immortality?"

"Yes." Du Yuanyuan continued, "I also want to live for two more years, to enjoy a happy life, and to be able to accompany you for a longer period of time. Of course, I am not as good as you. Awesome, tens of thousands of years Daoxing, as long as you can live for a few hundred years is enough."

Hearing what he said, the look in Mo Qingye's eyes became unpredictable, and the dark blue pupils shone like springs, "Cultivating immortals is not that easy."

"I know, but as long as a thing is working hard, it can't be said to be a failure. I think."

"I really want to?"

"Ah."

Then, the top of the tower with ripples of candlelight fell into a dead silence.Mo Qingye's eyes passed through the window and fell far away, "You really want to accompany me for thousands of years."

"Uh, um." Du Yuanyuan hesitated for a moment, and answered.

"Never regret it?"

"Don't regret it." Du Yuanyuan thought for a while, "Even if you and I don't have any love in the end, there should be love."

"I won't have feelings for you." Mo Qingye suddenly said coldly, "No matter how long it takes, how many reincarnations."

"Oh." Du Yuanyuan nodded slightly, still inexplicably disappointed, "It's okay, we can be good buddies and brothers."

"Who are brothers to you!" Mo Qingye exhaled heavily, seeming a little helpless, "You and I are husband and wife, even if there is no real relationship between husband and wife, even if there is no love between husband and wife."

"Yeah." Du Yuanyuan thought for a while and said, "I will take your face into consideration."

"Heh." Mo Qingye sneered, and for some reason, she turned around and said, "You still keep saying that you are willing to accompany me. How can you have any affection for me?"

"Why don't I? Besides, you've said it all. You don't have any affection for me, but I still have affection for you. I'm purely sick."

"That's me! How can you be compared with me." Mo Qingye's two cold lights fell on him, "Whether I have feelings for you or not is my business, and your feelings for me are your business .”

So avant-garde!Du Yuanyuan sighed, what a modern and not mainstream theory. "Dare to love you, that is, no matter how cold you are to me, I have to stalk you to death, love and stick to a cold ass."

"How dare you!" Mo Qingye raised her voice in vain, "This gentleman's...you can post it casually."

"Pfft...cough cough." Du Yuan's heart was completely defeated, "A metaphor, let's make an analogy."