"Mother, Mo'er misses you so much. "I don't care if it's true, Gu Mo just wants to say what he misses his mother, he has been too tired all these years.

The woman raised her arm, as if she wanted to touch Gu Mo's face, but disappeared after touching it.

Gu Mo raised his head suddenly, the cold touch was faintly tingling, but the person disappeared, strange like a mystery, coming and going in a hurry.

"Mother!" Gu Mo shouted loudly, and there was nothing around him except the fog. The echoes that came from time to time were not the answers he wanted. Gu Mo sat on the ground paralyzed, remembering that he had seen his mother's face just now, and suddenly felt a little relieved. Whether all this is true or not, at least one of his wishes will be fulfilled.

How long had it been since he had seen his mother? He coveted that face, and he didn't want to wake up even if it was fake.

"Hey, what exactly do you want to do?" Gu Mo couldn't help but shout, this person kept testing the bottom line in his heart, what was the purpose?

As the voice echoed, no one answered him. The fog in the forest was getting thicker. Gu Mo couldn't see anything, and that strange wind began to come again.

"Mother, crescent moon, are you ...... I'm not dead!" Gu Mo choked, tears rolling in his eyes. He suddenly hoped that they were not dead, that everything that had been before them was an illusion.

His mother had not been poisoned, no one had been killed, they were still as good as before, he could have done nothing.

But everyone knows that the past is the past, even if you are reluctant to let go, you have to face it.

Suddenly, a silver-white thing came from the mist, cutting Gu Mo's face, and suddenly a bloody mouth flowed out.

A pair of hands rushed out of the mist and grabbed Gu Mo's throat, his inky eyes staring at Gu Mo tightly. The red Kodan is about to pierce Gu Mo's skin porcelain.

This person Gu Mo couldn't be more familiar, and Gu Mo subconsciously wanted to get closer. But the hands on his throat became harder and harder, so that he could not exert his strength. Gu Mo felt that he was about to suffocate, he could have used his spiritual power to fight, but he was reluctant.

The stinging sensation followed, but Gu Mo thought that if he could die in the hands of his mother, he would die without regrets. in this world. There are only a few who can make him willing to die.

But just as Gu Mo closed his eyes and was about to die, a sentence suddenly came from his ear, "Amo." Gu Mo suddenly opened his eyes and looked around, but there was nothing.

But he heard the voice of the little boy, is the little boy coming to him, Qi Lan stared at Gu Mo with fierce eyes, and his hand became heavier and heavier, about to penetrate Gu Mo's main artery.

A huge pain struck, Gu Mo condensed his spiritual power, and pushed her out. She is important, but the living are even more important.

Gu Mo froze his mind, condensed all his spiritual power, and pushed Qi Lan out of the mist with one palm, accompanied by a scream, Gu Mo closed his eyes and didn't dare to look.

Strangely, when he punched the palm out, the fog dissipated. The surroundings were back to the way he came. The Taoist in Tsing Yi stood on the steps and looked at him with a smile.

"Young man, you really didn't disappoint me. Welcome to Nine Songs. Before Gu Mo could react, Han Zhu suddenly pounced on his body and rubbed hard, Gu Mo smiled and buried his head in Han Qi's hair, fortunately it was fine.

"What the hell is going on, why ......" Gu Mo wanted to ask him why he could see these people, were they still alive, where were they?

The Taoist in Tsing Yi saw through Gu Mo's thoughts, he shook his head, "These are the things you fear the most in your heart, although I don't know how you came back suddenly, but, you are qualified to enter here!"