When he woke up, Mo Ran found that he was still in the arsenal of the gods.
He seemed to have slept for a long time, but when he opened his eyes, he found that time had not passed for too long, and it even seemed to be just a blink of an eye.
I don't know if it was because the spell was successfully broken. When he woke up, he found himself lying on the ground, but he was completely unscathed. The hideous wound, dripping blood, was like a nightmare, and there were no traces left on him.
The ink burned and couldn't help but be surprised and happy. Looking at the teacher again, he didn't know when he was in a coma, but he was still intact.
Could it be that after passing the trial of Gou Chen Shanggong, Gou Chen not only removed the illusion, but also restored the injuries they suffered in the illusion
…
Although I thought about it carefully, Gou Chen Shanggong did not want to harm people, but this was in line with the original intention of the trial, but Mo Ran just felt unreal, and even felt that the rest of his life would be after the catastrophe.
Of the four, he was the first to wake up.
Then there was the teacher, seeing the teacher slowly opening the eyelashes, the ink burned overjoyed, and said again and again: "Master! We're fine! It's fine! Look at me!"
There was a daze in the teacher's eyes at first, and then it gradually became clear. He suddenly opened his eyes: "A burning?! You-"
Before he finished speaking, he was hugged tightly by the ink.
The teacher couldn't help but stunned, but he still patted his shoulder gently: "What's wrong with you..."
"I'm sorry, I made you suffer so much."
The teacher said blankly: "In fact, it's nothing, I just had a dream."
The ink burned: "That's really painful!"
Teacher: "...What really hurts?"
At this time, Xue Meng also woke up. He didn't know what he dreamed of, and shouted loudly: "Bold madman! It's even lighter than me!" He sat up suddenly.
The teacher saw that he was awake, and said in the past: "Young Master."
"Ah... What's with you? How did you come?" Xue Meng thought he was still in a dream.
The ink burned in a good mood, and the look of Xue Meng was also very soft. He smiled and told him what happened, and Xue Meng suddenly came back to his senses.
"It turned out to be a dream... I thought... "
In order to hide the embarrassment, Xue Meng coughed lightly, and suddenly found that the most powerful Chu nightning was still asleep and did not wake up, and couldn't help but be shocked.
"Why hasn't Shizun woke up yet?"
They walked over and inspected Chu Wanning's wound. Since Chu nightning was injured before the illusion was opened, according to the design of Gou Chen Shanggong, only the damage in the illusion can be recovered, so Chu nightning's shoulders are still soaked in a lot of blood, which is shocking.
The ink burned with a sigh and said: "Wait a while and see."
After touching a stick of incense, Chu nightning finally woke up.
He slowly opened his phoenix eyes, and when he woke up, his eyes were empty and cold, as if a white snow had fallen. After a long time, he rolled his eyes and his eyes fell on the ink burning.
But he seemed to be the same as Xue Meng, and he was not fully awake for a moment. He looked at the ink, slowly stretched out his hand, and said dumbly: "You..."
The ink burned: "Master."
Hearing him calling himself, Chu nightning's hand was condensed in the air, his pale face seemed to have a trace of blood, and his eyes suddenly brightened: "Well..."
"Master!!"
Xue Meng rushed over, squeezed the ink to the side, and held Chu Wanning's hand: "How are you? Are you better? Master, you haven't woken up for so long, and I'm almost worried."
Chu nightning saw Xue Meng, slightly condensed, and then the mist in his eyes gradually dispersed. Take a closer look at the ink burning, and see that although the other party is looking at himself, he is holding the hand of the teacher tightly and never let go for a moment.
"… "
Chu nightning woke up completely, and his face became cold. Then, like a fish in a dry pond, it finally died thoroughly.
The teacher said with concern: "Master, are you okay? Shoulder, does it hurt?"
Chu night Ning said calmly: "I'm fine, it doesn't hurt."
With the help of Xue Meng, he slowly stood up. The ink burns for a moment and wonders. Chu nightning hurts the shoulders. Why does his footsteps become vain when he gets up, as if his feet are injured
Mo Ran thought that Chu nightning did not know what happened in the illusion just now, and briefly repeated it again.
When the teacher just listened to it, he felt that something was wrong. When he listened to it again, he felt even more strange. He couldn't help but said: "A burning, you said that I saved you?"
"Yup."
The teacher was quiet for a while and slowly said: "But I... just now, I have been dreaming, and I have never woken up."
The ink burned, but then smiled: "Don't be joking."
The teacher said: "I'm not kidding, I dreamed... I dreamed of my parents, they were still alive. That dream was too real, I seem to... It seems that I can't bear to leave them, I really-"
Before he finished speaking, he heard Chu Wanning indifferently said: "This is nothing to be surprised about. Probably Gou Chen's illusion erased the memory of when you saved people. In short, neither I nor Xue Meng have been saved. He, since he said it was you who saved it, you saved it."
Teacher: "..."
"Otherwise, is there a way for Gou Chen to exchange people's hearts?" Chu nightning said coldly.
He is not willing to make a wedding dress for others. He originally wanted to tell the truth about the burning of the ink. He originally hoped that the burning of the ink would be able to perceive it and understand that the person in the illusion is not a teacher, but a self who changed his mind with the teacher.
But Mo Ran's final confession to the teacher was too embarrassing for Chu nightning.
When he woke up, he looked at the black and bright eyes. For a moment, Chu nightning felt that maybe the ink burned in his heart, and there were some who cared about himself.
Such a humble expectation is also a weak thought that he dared to quietly probe out after so long.
But that was just his self-indulgence.
The blood he bleeds, the injuries he suffers, the ink burns will not know, and there is no need to know.
He is not stupid, although he doesn't say it, he can already feel how much Mo Ran cherishes that gentle and beautiful person. How can I see myself, standing in the corner, like a puppet with ashes.
But when I heard Mo Ran personally say "I have always loved you", Chu nightning still felt that he was embarrassed and lost.
The hug in the illusion, in the eyes of Mo Ran, was given to him by the teacher.
But Mo Ran will never know that the hug was actually himself, and he gave it to another poor person.
Chu nightning never thought that Mo Ran would love him, so he worked hard to suppress this feeling, not to force, not to disturb, not to touch.
Those reckless loves and passionate obsessions only grow on the soil of youth. When he was young, he also hoped that someone could accompany him often and drink under the moon, but he has been waiting, but he has not been waiting for this person. Later, day by day, his reputation and status in the world of self-cultivation became higher and higher, and everyone looked up to him and said that he was inhumane. Later, he also accepted such a high mountain, which is inhumane.
He seems to be hiding in a cocoon, and the years are spinning on his cocoon. At first he could still see a little light seeping in through the cocoon, but year by year, as the silk grew and the cocoon became thicker, he could no longer see the light. In the cocoon there is only myself and the darkness.
He doesn't believe in love, he doesn't believe in the sky, and he doesn't want to pursue anything. What should he do if he has gone through all the hardships, biting open the cocoon and stumbled out, but no one is waiting for him outside.
Although he likes the burning of ink, this person is too young, too distant, and too fiery. Chu nightning is reluctant to approach, afraid that one day he will be burned to ashes by such a flame.
Therefore, all the retreats he could take, he retreated.
He didn't know what he was doing wrong.
So much so that he only had a little bit of wishful thinking left, but he was still drowned by the cold rain that was enough to cover the sky.
"Master, look over there!" Xue Meng's exclamation recalled the consciousness of Chu nightning. He followed the reputation and saw that the molten sword was rolling again in the sword-casting pool, surrounded by flames, and the ancient trees were The spirit broke out of the water again. But the Shuling's pupils turned white, apparently in a state of dementia. In both hands, he held the silver sword of Gouchen Shanggong.
Chu nightning said: "Run! Hurry up!"
Without him repeating it a second time, the apprentices immediately ran towards the exit.
The tree spirit controlled by · raised his head to the sky and whistled, and the iron chains all over his body shook with jingles. Obviously no one spoke, but all four heard a voice in unison:
"Stop them, none of them can escape."
Xue Meng paled: "Someone is talking in my ear!"
Chu nightning said: "Don't pay attention to him, it's the fascination of the topping willow! Run yourself!"
When he said this, everyone else remembered that Pingxin Liu had mentioned to them when he was sober. The so-called Fascinating Art is to use the greed in people's hearts as a temptation to make them kill each other.
Sure enough, the voice in Chu Wanning's ears hissed: "Chu Wanning, are you tireless?"
"A generation of masters, late Ye Yuheng. Such a person can only secretly love his apprentice secretly. You have paid a lot for him, but he doesn't know what to do. He has never seen you in his eyes, and only likes that gentle and pleasant little teacher. Brother. How pitiful are you?"
Chu nightning's face was ashen, ignoring the noise in his ears, and swept to the exit.
"Come to me, pick up this ancestor sword, kill the teacher, and no one will stand between you. Come to me, I can help you get what you want, and let the people you love fall in love with you. Come. next to me… "
Chu nightning said angrily: "So small, don't get out!"
Others obviously heard the different conditions put forward by the voice. Although they slowed down, they were still able to resist the temptation. As they got closer and closer to the exit, the pinching willow seemed to grow wilder, and the howling in his ears was almost twisted.
"Think clearly! Once you get out of this door, you will have no chance!"
The voice in everyone's ears is different, screaming mournfully.
"Chu nightning, Chu nightning, do you really want to be alone for a lifetime?"
"Mo Weiyu, I'm the only one in this world who knows where the medicine for resurrection is, come by my side and let me tell you—"
"Shi Mingjing, I know your deepest desire, only I can help you!"
"Xue Ziming, the magic weapon you picked is a fake! Jin Chengchi only has the last weapon made by Gouchen Shanggong. When you come back, this ancestral sword will belong to you! Don't you want a peerless magic weapon? You Don't you want to be the best of heaven? You will never be able to compare to others without Shenwu! Come to me... "
"Xue Meng!" Mo Ran suddenly found that his cousin who was running beside him was gone.
As soon as he turned his head, he saw that Xue Meng's footsteps became slower and slower, and finally stopped, looking back at the silver-blue sword that was floating in the sword-casting pool.
The ink burned in the heart.
He knows how deep Xue Meng's obsession with Shenwu is. This kid must be very disappointed after learning that the weapon he got is a fake. Pingxin Liu used the Ancestral Sword to tempt him, which is really good.
"Xue Meng, don't believe him, don't go there!"
The teacher also said: "Young master, let's go, we are going to the exit!"
Xue Meng looked back at them blankly, but the voice that echoed in his ears became more and more bewitched: "They are jealous of you and don't want you to get the weapon of magic. Think about Mo Weiyu, he has obtained his weapon, and he is eager to get it. You have nothing to gain. You two are brothers, you are not as good as him, and the position of the lord of death and life, of course, will be his."
Xue Meng murmured: "You shut up."
The ink burned in front of him seemed to be shouting to him anxiously, but he couldn't hear it at all, so he couldn't stop holding his head and repeating: "Shut up for me! Shut up!"
"Xue Ziming, the weapons in the arsenal of the gods have long been lacking for you. If you miss the Ancestral Sword, you will have to submit to Mo Weiyu in the future. At that time, he will be your lord, and you must be in front of him. Kneel down and listen to his arbitrariness! Think about it, killing him is not a problem at all! There have been many brothers since ancient times, and he is just your cousin! Why do you hesitate! Come here - let me hand over the sword Give you… "
"Xue Meng!"
"Little Lord!!"
Xue Meng suddenly stopped struggling. He suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes were red.
"Come beside me... You are the favored son of heaven... You should be the honor of ten thousand soldiers... "
Chu nightning sternly said: "Xue Meng!"
"Come here... Only when you become the lord of death and life can the lower world be peaceful and peaceful... Think about those suffering people, think about the unfair treatment you have suffered... Xue Ziming, let me help you... "
Unconsciously, Xue Meng has come to the boiling pool of casting swords, and the spirit of the topping willow is holding the ancestor sword of Gou Chen Shanggong, and the white eyes of the pupils are covered with bloodshots.
"Very well, take this sword and stop them all!"
Xue Meng slowly raised his hand and took the silver-blue sword tremblingly.
"Kill them."
"Kill Mo Weiyu."
"Go... ahhh!!!!"
Suddenly, Xue Meng took out the long sword and pulled out a brilliant sword flower in his hand, and then he stabbed with his backhand. There is blood in the air, but it is brighter and purer than usual.
The sword did not stab at the ink, but instead pointed directly at the body of Pinxin Liu, penetrating the abdominal viscera!
In an instant, the earth shook, and the ancient willow shook.
The Fascinating Art was broken, and the heavens and the earth were torn apart in the arsenal of the gods.
Xue Meng gasped heavily, and he exhausted his strength to break free from the temptation. He stared at Pinxin Liu, his young face full of the persistence and purity of a young man. In those burning eyes, arrogance and innocence can be easily seen.
The so-called phoenix chick is more than just martial arts.
"Don't try to confuse me, and don't try to harm others."
Xue Meng gasped and finished speaking, and suddenly pulled out the long sword!
Pingxin Liu burst out a burst of stench of blood in a blink of an eye. Before dying, his consciousness returned to his original body, and the hostility in his body suddenly disappeared.
He clutched his chest, barely steadied his crumbling body, raised his face, and opened his mouth. Although there was no sound, his mouth shape was clearly discernible.
"Much...thank you...you...stop...me..."
The body of Pinxin Liu is the spirit of the ancient times, and it is comparable to the power of the ancestor sword. The Ancestral Sword in Xue Meng's hand also suddenly lost its spiritual light, and it was colorless in an instant.
At the same time, the Ten Thousand Years Tree Spirit slammed into dispersal.
In an instant, ten thousand streams of light scattered into the water waves, like fireflies, circling and dancing around the crowd, the brilliance flowed, the golden light was bright, and finally faded one by one, disappearing and disappearing.
The teacher said: "Young master, come here quickly, here is going to collapse!"
The earth trembled, and could not stay long.
Xue Meng turned back and finally took a look at the arsenal of the gods. "Dang", he dropped the damaged ancestor sword and abandoned the sword. Behind him, the bricks collapsed like an avalanche.
The author has something to say:
Yesterday's update made a lot of big brothers have the idea of of wanting to replace the shredded meat buns (hey hey hey)... I'm really sorry for covering my face. But I have a few words to say to the muds... I hope you don't think I'm long-winded...
First of all, let's not change the attack. To be precise, all the texts will not change the attack in the future. Because of my ability, I can't write and can't write well. Even if it is a scumbag, I hope that he will come back. Of course, it doesn't count if the triangle is set at the beginning... And because the entire plot outline has already been written, and the plot has developed to the present, many things are still submerged in the water and cannot see the whole picture. I still want to make the complete plot as planned. The rhythm is set. In fact, everyone can't see the whole picture of the characters. Please don't worry about the characters. No matter the teacher or the ink, they are not people who can easily change themselves, so we only upgrade the system and do not uninstall the feed. Is this spicy chicken software good? 233
I can't guarantee that the process of change will not be too cruel, but at least I can guarantee that most girls will not feel that the plot turns are blunt and the emotional changes are abrupt when they see it later. I can also guarantee that he will not be forced he, I will explain it slowly, please Ladies and gentlemen, don't worry ~ hand in hand ~ hand in hand ~
In addition, it is the dregs of feeding fish. This can't be completely changed for the time being. He has always been a very persistent person. He accepts the truth and goes all the way to the dark. That's why he used to come to the end and have nowhere to go, and he forced himself to death. I also really want him to get better right away, but it can't be now, as the text also said, and I will summarize it again here, for two reasons:
First, his obsession with the teacher has not been put down. Just like in reality, it sometimes becomes a habit for some people to chase after a person for many years, and this obsession will only end unless they are explicitly rejected or have a major change. The teacher is still ambiguous with him now, and he will continue to fly into the flames with a little light until he is burned to death, or he can no longer see hope.
Second, the ink burns and hates the master, except because the master does not give him a good look, saying that he is "inherently inferior". It is more because the master chose to stand by and watch when he could obviously save the master. In the past life, Mo Ran's favorite person was the teacher, and the teacher died in his arms. In the process, Mo Ran has been begging Chu Wanning to save people, and his life is shameless and he just wants to let the people he likes live. But Chu nightning did not agree. Although people are not killed by him, Chu nightning has no obligation to save the teacher, but the ink burns and hates him, which is also a negative emotion that people of flesh and blood will have.
A little baby asked me when the ink burned to be good. In fact, it is very simple. As long as he can let go of the above two points, it is time for him to turn back~
Of course, everyone looked unhappy and scolded the fish for no problem at all! You can also spray Shizun if you see Shizun unhappy! What a mess! But if you really can't stand the abuse in the process, I have a small request, that is... If you can't stand the abandonment, please don't tell me, right finger... I'm really sorry...
I wrote it because I liked it, because there was a story I wanted to tell, and I worked hard to code some words after get off work every day. I also wanted to stick to the original appearance of the story after finishing it. What kind of friendship is what kind of interaction? The mystery will be unravelled when it comes naturally. I don't want to change, so I'm very grateful for the company before, but if you don't like it, please be gentle, try your best... Don't tell me hahahaha.
Because the author is a... Glass-hearted... I will still be sad to see such a message (collapsed like a corpse)... Thank you.