Mo Lan Jiuye didn't know that the person in front of him was the real Ling Luo, he only thought that he missed Luo Xue too much, so he saw the hallucination, or was in a dream at the moment.

Ling Luo knew where Mo Lan Jiuye's heart knot, so he slowly walked towards him, and said in a clear voice without any cover, "I'm not Luo Xue, I'm Ling Luo." ”

Mo Lan Jiuye's eyes were in a trance for a moment, as if he didn't know what the current situation was, the long-term lack of water and rice and the backlash of the blood pupil had made his body fragile, so that even his mind began to become less sharp.

Looking at Mo Lan Jiuye's unrecognizable appearance, Ling Luo's heart felt as if she had been stabbed by a sharp knife, although she didn't love him, but she was always full of entangled emotions for him because of the soul in her body that was like Luo Xue.

Even if he didn't love it, Ling Luo couldn't watch Mo Lan Jiuye become what he is now, after all, in the previous story, he was also a victim of being tricked by fate, and how painful it was to lose the person he loved in his heart, Ling Luo also deeply understood.

When he once thought that he was going to lose "Gu Xi" forever, Ling Luo was also like this, feeling that everything in the world had lost its meaning, and he only wanted to leave this shijie and follow the person in his heart to leave, and the current Molan Jiuye should be like this.

The pain and anger from the depths of her soul burned Ling Luo's reason in an instant, her hand rose almost uncontrollably, and slapped Mo Lan Jiuye fiercely, the force was so strong that her palm instantly turned red, as if a layer of skin had been torn through the fiery pain.

Ling Luo also looked at her palm in some surprise, Fang Cai's action as if she was possessed by a ghost and god was really a little weird, but the faint sour tears in her eyes made her understand everything in an instant, her soul was also Luo Xue's, and Luo Xue, who was still in the depths of her soul, couldn't watch her beloved commit suicide like this, so she would use Ling Luo's hand to wake up Mo Lan Jiuye.

Ling Luo, who beat people, was in such pain, you can imagine how much pain Mo Lan Jiuye should have been beaten, the slap just now had made his left side of his face clearly show a red palm print, and his fair and delicate skin was swollen a lot, and he felt the pain when he looked at it, but Ling Luo did not regret his actions at all.

The pain in the body will bring back the sanity of Mo Lan Jiuye, this experience was also taught to Ling Luo by Su Yi, if you want to make people get rid of their own fantasy Shijie, pain is an indispensable weapon.

Sure enough, Mo Lan Jiuye's eyes gradually became clearer, and Ling Luo's figure was clearly reflected in the no longer foggy pupils, the pain was so real and sharp, it was enough to show that Ling Luo really existed, not an illusion as he thought.

Mo Lan Jiuye's gaze trembled slightly, but then disappeared like a stone sinking into the sea, replaced by Gu Jing's waveless and lifeless eyes, his voice was still hoarse and dry, but his thoughts were very clear and clear, "No matter who came to you, you shouldn't have accepted this invitation." ”

"It's not that I want to come, it's that people who have the same soul as me can't let you go." Facing the current situation of Mo Lan Jiuye, Ling Luo could no longer treat him with any pure emotions, and it might be better to simply say what he thought in his heart.