No matter how powerful Mo Huang is, after all, he is just a human being, and he can't control everything.

When faced with a difficult situation and there is little hope of breaking free, everyone will instinctively pin their hopes on the gods and ask for God's blessing.

Whether it is useful or not is another matter, but at least, it can increase the courage and hope in the face of difficulties.

Mo Huang handed the small stone with the red thread in his hand to Jun Bingwu: "Make a wish to try." ”

Jun Bingwu was silent for a moment, and as a result, the marriage stone slowly closed his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, he crashed into Mo Huang's smiling eyes.

Jun Bingwu coughed, looked away, thought of something, and couldn't help but wonder: "Don't you make a wish yourself?" ”

"Your wish is my wish." Mo Huang's eyes flashed, and a smile appeared at the corner of his lips, "Go and hang up the marriage stone." ”

When Jun Bingwu heard this, he looked down at the crooked neck tree on the cliff.

I don't know if it was because she fell off the cliff last time, but this time, she looked at the abyss under her feet and always felt creepy.

At the moment when her footsteps moved, several small pebbles rolled down the cliff wall with a gurgling face, fell into the clouds and mist, and disappeared.

"Why didn't you go?" She turned her head to look at Mo Huang, and handed the stone in her hand forward very willfully, "Help ......"

"Only by going by yourself can you be sincere." Mo Huang replied with a smile, "Obedient." ”

Jun Bingwu pursed his lips and said the so-called sincerity, with a very disbelieving attitude: "Mo Huang, you can't be calculating me, right?" ”

As she spoke, she squinted at the calm-looking man beside her.

But Mo Huang is Mo Huang after all, it is too high and unfathomable, and for a long time, Jun Bingwu can only announce it, and he doesn't see anything.

It's just that she always feels that he is weird today.

Mo Huang smiled, bent his fingers, and knocked on the door of her head: "Don't make trouble, hurry up and hang up, I'll take you to the next destination." ”

And there's the next destination.

Jun Bingwu looked at the sun in the west, with a black line, this man, how many programs have you prepared today?

Jun Bingwu, who stepped out of the cliff with one foot, didn't notice it, and a dark light crossed Mo Huang's eyes.

The light was fleeting, and soon it was submerged in his deep eyes.

A cliff, for Jun Bingwu, is not a problem at all, and the marriage stone was quickly tied to the branch by her.

Just as she was about to come up, Mo Huang suddenly said: "Bing Wu, look, the sunset is so beautiful." ”

The brilliant sunset dyed half of the sky red, and the sunlight poured in, plating a layer of gorgeous gold on her and the marriage tree.

The mountain breeze blows, and the red ribbon flutters gently, which is dazzlingly beautiful.

But at the moment when Jun Bingwu turned his head to look, a fierce wind struck from the top of his head.

Her body shook and dodged away, but she found that her body was constantly falling.

The speed of the fall was not fast, but no matter how hard she tried to mobilize her spiritual power to go up, the top of her head was like a big mountain, which could not be broken or opened, and she could only watch herself keep going down.

A thought slipped through her mind, Jun Bingwu's pupils shrank, and she jerked up at the top of the cliff.

Far away, she could no longer see his expression clearly, but she could see the white clothes hunting and flying in the mountain wind.

He also seemed to be looking down at her from the top of the mountain.

"Mo Huang, you bastard!" Jun Bingwu lost her voice and roared, but her angry voice was swept away by the mountain wind, whether Mo Huang heard it or not, she no longer knows.

She said that in such a tense moment, how could he have the leisure to take her out to play.

What kind of marriage stone, what is sincere only when you go down and hang yourself, it's all bullshit, she said, something is wrong with him.

Really!

The last time he said that he was going to send her away, it was not a discussion at all, but a notice, and he and Ben did not give her a choice.

She struggled desperately, unwilling to leave, but in the end it was only in vain.

In terms of Mo Huang's own strength, she is no longer an opponent, not to mention that Mo Huang at this moment already has the unpredictable ability to swallow the sky.

Once he made up his mind to do something, where did she instinctively resist?

The white figure on the top of the mountain became smaller and smaller, and in the end it was impossible to see at all, and the world in front of Jun Bingwu became more and more blurred......

Mo Huang took his hands and stood on the top of the mountain in the wind.

The sunset overhead is beautiful, and the person who may be admiring it with him is no longer around.

Perhaps, this is also the last time he appreciates.

This time, the contest between him and Swallowing Heaven was actually a shocking gamble.

If he wins, the curse can be removed, the sky can be swallowed, and if he is defeated, there will be no more ink in this world, and the world will be ruined.

Jun Bingwu's figure had already been completely submerged in the clouds, and Mo Huang stood on the top of the mountain for a while.

When the last trace of the sunset disappeared completely, he was not nostalgic, coldly brushed his sleeves, and turned away.

In fact, Mo Huang had just made a wish.

It's just a pity that maybe I'll never get a chance to tell her......

Between the cliffs, the lonely mountain breeze blew, and the blood-colored marriage stone hit the trunk of the tree with a soft sound.

After falling off the cliff, Jun Bingwu fell unconscious, Mo Huang moved some hands and feet on her, and she slept for more than ten days.

When she woke up again, she was already in the palace of the White Twilight Kingdom.

Jun Bingwu chose Mo Huang, so the last time Jun Xianyu and Tianlan returned to China, he inherited the throne.

As for the previous emperor, it is said that like the predecessor of Qingyun Kingdom, he had no intention of political affairs and went to travel the world.

Whether this is the truth or not, everyone no longer cares.

What's more, Jun Xianyu was originally another emperor, whether he was the second son or the emperor, it had little impact on him and the people, and everyone turned a blind eye.

As soon as Jun Bingwu woke up, his first reaction was to go to Mo Huang to settle accounts.

But Jun Xianyu's words sent her directly to the bottom.

The second prince said that Lingshan had been blocked, and at present, no one could enter, and even he couldn't break through the barrier.

Jun Bingwu was silent, and the second son's eyebrows raised slightly: "Sister, what's going on?" ”

It stands to reason that the strength of him and Mo Huang should be half a catty, and he won't even be able to break his enchantment, right?

What's more, he also used the power of the Cangsheng Sword.

Jun Bingwu's eyes were a little hollow, and she almost didn't hear Jun Xianyu's question.

After a long time, she pursed her lips and said, "He was possessed by the swallowing sky." ”

In other words, in the current situation, unless someone's strength can surpass the sum of Mo Huang and Devouring Heaven, otherwise, that barrier will not be broken.

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the two people and the beast next to them immediately changed.

Especially the wind, the hairy little face is particularly dignified.

As a member of the catastrophe that occurred 3,000 years ago, no one here knew better than him the consequences of the comeback.

Perhaps, the devastation of human lives is no longer enough to describe the crisis they may face in the future.