He suddenly raised his head and looked at the sound.
A man wearing a black cloak with golden stripes appeared at the end. He was tall and straight, his whole body was covered with cloth, and even his face was covered with black gauze, revealing only a pair of eyes that could not be seen very clearly in the dark.
The man held a knife in his hand.
The narrow blade is completely black and unstoppable.
Not return.
"Who!"
"It doesn't matter who I am," the man said coldly, his voice oddly distorted, "You only need me to know you."
The ink burned for a while, but still calm and dormant.
"I'm just a disciple at the top of life and death. Do you know what I do, is it interesting?"
"A disciple of the top of life and death? Oh, yes, but you have forgotten that you are also a stepper, a human world emperor, a ghost who killed a teacher to prove the Tao, and a ghost who escaped from Huangquan Road."
Every time he said a word, the blood in the ink burned an inch more.
The whole person is like falling into an ice cave.
Step on Xianjun.
Slaughtered all seventy-two Confucian cities.
The emperor of the human world.
Married the most beautiful woman in the world, killed teachers and relatives, and reached the top of the world.
The man said coldly, "You are, Mo Weiyu."
Ink rain.
Unforgivable, unforgivable death cannot surpass life.
Mo Weiyu, deserves to be smashed into tens of thousands of pieces at the top of death and life, digging out his heart and digging his eyes, and there is no whole corpse in death!
"Who are you!!"
The ink-burning eyes are red, and the childishness on his face is gone, and the only thing left is the savage and fierce, who is standing with the man at the end of the aisle, Yue, who will lock the opponent's throat the next moment, Shred all the names he didn't want to hear again in his throat!
The man raised his hand wrapped in black gauze, and the long aisle suddenly condensed layers of ice crystals, completely separating the space between the two of them.
"You can't summon this knife now." The man walked slowly and stopped more than ten steps in front of him, "The Emperor of the Human World... Maybe it would be better to call you Mo Ran now? It's ridiculous, have you ever Take a good look at yourself now?"
"A heart is no longer as cold as iron, and it is really good for him to follow Chu nightning."
"Rebirth, rebirth, where is the person who said he wanted to protect in the previous life?"
The face of the ink burned suddenly changed: "Master?! What did you do to the teacher?!"
The man didn't answer, just sneered: "Do you know why you can't be recalled?" His fingertips slowly stroked the thick blade, "Just because, your soul will change, hatred, will dissipate... You die. In the past, regretting that life, cannot keep your brother Mingjing safe, and once hoped that if there is an afterlife... I will definitely live up to him."
Those stern eyes suddenly lifted up.
"Ink burning, have you done it?!"
"I-"
"The enchantment of the ghost world will be broken, and what happened in the past will repeat the same mistakes. You have to watch him die again, and then kneel down and beg for Chu Wanning's compassionate heart? - You are living up to the opportunity to come back in this life, you Not worthy of being touched again."
"You don't need to say it!" Mo Ran said angrily, "It's not the turn of others to intervene in the matter between me and the teacher! You know that I am a reborn body, who are you? Fake Gouchen? Or which one is resurrected like me? The old ghost!"
"Heh..." The man chuckled, "The old ghost who came back from the dead... Yes, I am the old ghost who came back from the dead. Otherwise, do you think that in this world, you are the only one who is blessed by the heavens and reborn?"
who is it!
A blurry face passed through his mind frantically.
Those who died before his death.
Xue Zhengyi, Madam Wang, Chu Wanning, Song Qiutong, Ye Wangxi...
Or the person who forced him to go to Wushan Temple in his previous life and mourned him.
Xue Meng, Mei Hanxue, the head of the top ten sects...
who is... who is! ! !
Who knew his secret and held his seven inches, these ghosts and ghosts who were separated by a life and death, who stepped over the Huangquan to chase after him, and forced him to a dead end! who is it!
After thinking about it only for a moment, the figure in front of him suddenly moved, and the man's clothes were fluttering, and he had already moved in front of him. After this person was reborn, the strength was still so strong, and the ink burned suddenly.
The blade of no return had already touched his chest, and with a little force, it could pierce the flesh and damage the heart and veins.
"Mo Weiyu, I thought you were an infatuation, but maybe it's your brother Mingjing's blessings, you still don't take him seriously in your life."
The ink burned and gritted his teeth: "Nonsense."
"I'm talking nonsense?" The man sneered coldly, put his hand on the burning throat, slowly slipped down, and fell to his chest, "How much space can you leave for him in your heart? You miss a little bit, I'm afraid It's already worn out, is there anything left?"
The ink burned and said angrily: "Who is in my heart, don't I know better than you? There are so many words in the chorus, why don't you take off the veil and take a look at me!"
"If you want to see me, don't be in a hurry." The man's voice was smoky and his eyes were misty, and he seemed to have some mockery that didn't take people seriously, "When you are about to die in this life, I will I'll show you."
"You're dying, you—"
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a bit of icy cold under his feet. Mo Ran looked down and saw that the man's ice thorn had climbed onto his body at some point.
Ice spell, ice thorn... water attribute...
Who, who would cast such a spell in a previous life...
There are so many enemies that I have encountered, and my mind is messy when I am eager to recall.
Xue Meng, fire.
Chu nightning, gold and wood.
Ye forget the past, soil.
Xue Zhengyong, soil.
Who is it, why can't I remember who has such a powerful force to control the ice.
"You're right, I'm going to die too. However, Mo Weiyu, that must be a long, long time later."
Xuan Bing quickly froze his entire body.
The strength of this person is too terrible. The ink burned a little bit of spiritual power to fight against the ice, and he felt an arrogant and huge force rushing towards him.
In front of this person, the strength is not even under Chu Wanning! !
water properties.
Who! !
Between the lights and flints, a vague face seemed to flash, but before he could figure it out, the man grabbed his throat.
The tips of his fingers covered in black veil rubbed his throat, and the man's eyes were gloomy and without light.
"I don't have to worry about the number of my lifespan." He said slowly, "Let me first, to bring back some of the friendships you were born with, lest you don't do the right thing and ruin my plan."
"Well!"
Puff.
The wailing of no return cut through the flesh and blood of the former master.
"The wound is not deep, just take your blood and make a mark."
The man really only smeared some blood on his wound, and then tapped on his forehead, muttering.
The ink burned only to feel a sharp pain in the head, and scolded: "Fuck, you, mother! Did you chop stuffing by me in your last life or was my mother killed by me for the eighteenth generation of your ancestors? Your grandma's, what are you going to do! "
"Shh, don't move. It's just the kindness mantra."
"I don't care if you are a good-hearted mantra or a disgusting mantra, can you stop disgusting me? Go away!!"
"The ink burns." The man slowly drew a talisman on his eyebrows, and sighed softly, "How can you bear to let me go away." After a pause, he murmured the curse again, "The heart is not like water, the meaning is I can't stop, the door of my heart... is opened."
My chest suddenly cramped!
"you… "
The ice curse was abruptly lifted, the ink burned staggeringly, his face was pale, and he slowly knelt on the ground.
"You haven't thanked me yet." The man in black lowered his eyes with an indifferent expression, looked at him for a while, and said lightly, "I will expand the emotions in your heart. What you like and dislike will become more clear. In this way, you You can always see your own heart, right? If you don't know how to do your best for the teacher, and you will die, then you...you are really useless, you are just an abandoned child!"
It turns out that this kindness mantra makes the love and hate in my heart stronger and more vivid
Why does this person bother so much to save the life of the teacher...
water properties...
These were the last few chaotic thoughts that flashed through his mind before he left.
"Plop", the ink fell to the ground, and two curtains of thick eyelashes fell. The man in black looked at him coldly for a while, and then slowly leaned over. He first probed for his pulse, pondered for a moment, and then raised his hand again, a blue glow condensed in his palm.
"Forget all."
The man in black whispered these two words. The blue light is even worse, and the tightly locked eyebrows are slowly loosened.
When he wakes up, he will only remember that he went out and summoned Shenwu, but Shenwu did not come. He won't remember the rest of the things, and he won't know that there is another reborn person in the world.
Although the effect of the good mantra can only last for a few days, it can very well point out the way for people who are confused.
"The relationship expands. I'm afraid that when you wake up, you will find that you like Shi Mingjing more and more, and you like it so much that you can't wait to dig out your heart for him." The man in black said coolly.
"See you again, Stepping Immortal Emperor."
After a night of turmoil, everything was fixed. In the early morning of the second day, Mo Ran opened his eyes and found that he was still lying beside Chu Wanning's bed. He turned his head to the side, and the window of the guest room seemed to be blown open by the wind in the middle of the night.
The room was very quiet, and the ink burned did not look at the bed, but knew that Chu nightning should not have woken up.
Outside the window of Banzhuxuan, there is a blue sky of crabs, the rising sun has not yet broken through the clouds, and the morning is often pale and lacking in blood. His haggard, tired face heated up.
In the wind blowing in, there is a bit of the smell of grass and dew.
The ink burned for a while, let the consciousness return to the cage, and then sat up, but there was a pain in the shoulders.
Strange, when the clothes were torn, and some dried blood appeared from the bottom.
He stayed for a while.
Didn't you go out to explore last night and couldn't return? Just remember that there is no response if it is not returned, it should be a fake. Later, it seems like...
Whoops, can't figure it out.
Looking left and right, there was a thick nail protruding from the dark brown floor. Maybe it was scratched by the nail. Did you sleep so deeply? Actually unaware.
He got up and looked at the bed.
Chu nightning is still lying high, although he has long been accustomed to him being high and enjoying a good position, he can only pick what is left of him, such as the floor at the end of the bed, and it will be a night. But today it was inexplicably very hot, staring at the man's silhouette, itchy teeth.
"Why do I always sleep on the floor and you sleep on the bed? Your teacher is right, but why don't you say that you love your children?"
Ink burning is very unhappy.
Thinking that there was a nail sticking out on the floor, scratching myself for no reason, I was even more angry.
It was still early, and he didn't want to feel wronged anymore, so he just lay down on the bed, closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Two people, one facing left, one facing right, the wide bed would not touch each other.
They once embraced each other in a dream, but now they fall asleep.
It was obvious that in the last life, the skin and the body overlapped, and in the craziest days, even after he fell in love with him every night, he was reluctant to quit. And the two people who were so intimate, now lie on the far end of a big bed, and fall asleep like this.
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