"The Leng family betrayed you! To be precise, your new Young Master Leng betrayed you! The voice said mockingly. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Mu Guoguo sat on the ground, and the people she trusted all wore hypocritical faces.

"The world has always been dark, and only you will believe that it is white. Is what you call a rebirth really a rebirth? As far as I know, the only god who can reverse time and space is the Pangu God of the Flood Desolation, but it is long no longer in this world. Do you still think you're really born again? Have you never thought that the so-called rebirth is just a dream of your own making? And the game system you rely on to survive, is it really the system that you brought out of the game? Have you thought about this, maybe it belongs to you, but you have fabricated dreams for yourself. I can see from your horoscope that you did not die at the hands of Bai Wuchang, and it can be said that you have died several times before you meet Bai Wuchang again. Am I right? But you don't have a record of your death in your memory, why do you say that? ”

Mu Guoguo was silent, she naturally remembered that she had died a few times before she met Bai Wuchang again, but she couldn't remember how she died.

"Why?" Mu Guoguo looked up and looked into the darkness.

A light gradually shone in the darkness, and a voice came from that light, like mockery and pity, and said, "Why? Because you're not a mortal at all. Mortals have experienced so many deaths that their souls have long since been gone. But you don't, do you think it's just the reason for the game's skills? I have seen many mortals use the skill of breaking cocoons and turning butterflies, but mortal spirits can't withstand the process of turning butterflies at all, and their souls are shattered. ”

Muguoguo was shocked, she muttered to herself in disbelief, "I'm not Muguoguo, so what am I?" ”

She is deeply trapped in an environment of despair and sadness, when a person has lived with one identity all her life, and suddenly someone comes to tell that person that her identity is fake, the relatives she trusts are fake, and the friends she has made are hypocritical, no matter how strong her heart is, she can't withstand one blow after another.

Mu Guoguo's eyes were red, she couldn't tell why she was here and who she was.

The light was happy with the result, but the light still saw hope in the depths of Mu Guoguo's soul, and it needed to work harder.

The light grew brighter and brighter, and Mu Guoguo closed her eyes painfully at the blinding light.

"Guoguo, it's really you!" Qianmo's voice was surprised and a little uncertain.

Mu Guoguo opened his eyes and looked blankly at the person in front of him.

"Are you alright? Your needle ......"

Before Qianmo's words were finished, Mu Guoguo coldly interrupted the other party's words and said, "Needle? With that, Mu Guoguo took the needle out of the game backpack, shook it under Qianmo's eyes, and put it back.

"Senior brother, haven't you gotten the immortal weapon yet?" Another unfamiliar voice, without any emotion, said in a somewhat impatient tone.

Mu Guoguo felt that the belief he was holding on to was completely disintegrated at this moment. Qianmo's face was a little ugly, and he tilted his head slightly, not looking at Mu Guoguo.

"You want my Ice Spirit Silver Needle?" Mu Guoguo didn't know how ugly his face was at this time, how sad he was in his heart, and asked the person in front of him persistently.

Qianmo nodded.

"I thought you were here to save me!" Mu Guoguo said.