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"You're tying me up just to see me break free?" The corners of Mo Kongjing's mouth twitched slightly.

"I, I, I don't know..."

"I know you don't want the two of us to make trouble, and we don't want to run to make trouble, after all, this is your inner demon. But... Who told us that both of us are idle people, and if we don't tie ourselves up, we really can't help but meddle in our affairs. While saying with a high spirit, Mo Kongjing winked at Wei Fengyan.

Sometimes, friends are more important than you think.

Because your friends often know you better than you think.

"But the Queen...... I've done such an excessive thing, and you're still thinking so much about me, I... I..."

Wei Fengyan pouted and said, and as she spoke, her eyes turned red.

Without saying much, Mu Yanran reluctantly broke free from the immortal rope and untied Mo Kongjing.

The beggar stood at the door and looked at the three of them indifferently, as if he was not at all surprised that there were other people living in his house.

"What do you need me to do for you?"

The beggar looked at Wei Fengyan and said.

"Survive, just survive."

Wei Fengyan didn't say anything, just let the beggar live, and left the mansion.

In his previous life, Wei Fengyan had robbed beggars of food, robbed water with fierce beasts, and fought fiercely with people.

All the hardships have been experienced in the previous life, so in this life, Wei Fengyan cherishes and cherishes the hard-won life and blessings of God.

The suffering of life and death, only those who have experienced it can know the taste, and some things are not really over if they are not said to be in the past.

The three of them walked out of the mansion together, the beggar saw that they didn't speak, Wei Fengyan said that as long as they lived, the beggar nodded solemnly, and he would definitely live.

Walking through the street, out of the town, the past seems to be gone with the wind.

Wei Fengyan's footsteps also became more brisk, like a breeze without a trace.

It doesn't matter if the memory is blurry, the grudge in the past life, and the strange fate in this life.

Out of the city, the whole town passed away with the wind, as if symbolizing the dissipation of the demons in the heart.

Mu Yanran and Wei Fengyan's expressions were a little subtle, and Mo Kongjing himself was also a little in a trance, and everyone was very clear when they stepped into the town.

Mo Kongjing's inner demon is here.

In the lively Tianzi Town, the hawkers and the little girls selling flowers walked around the streets barefoot and shouted.

The bustling crowd of people coming and going, the monks talking and laughing, and at the end of the street, there is still a small shop in the style of martial arts.

"Ah Jing......" Mu Yanran stopped in front of Mo Kongjing, looking worried.

Staring at one of his feet, Mo Kongjing silently pushed Mu Yanran away and walked in.

As expected, a dazzling array of goods hung all over the walls, and the first floor was still deserted, and even the owner was not in the store.

After glancing at the goods hanging on the wall in a trance, the three of them walked out.

The scene changed abruptly, and Mu Yanran and Wei Fengyan were surprised.

There were people they were familiar with in the crowd of people who were talking and laughing in front of them, and in a group of talking and laughing monks, they saw Mo Kongjing in blue clothes.

At that time, Mo Kongjing was a lot less cold and more innocent when he laughed.

Those young and promising monks, both in appearance and temperament, are excellent, and Mu Yanran can still recognize a few vaguely.

The one who wears the most exposed, has the most unique temperament, the most dazzling color, and the most charming expression should be Mo Yueyi.

A well-behaved and beautiful cat, with a breezy but somewhat cunning ink, and a magic alcohol dressed in an alien Miao costume.

These are some important people who have appeared in Mo Kongjing's life that cannot be lost.

After a trance, Mu Yanran was surprised to find that there was no Xiao Yihan among these people who were talking and laughing.

The disciple who was the happiest in Ah Jing was not among them, a chill and panic rose from the soles of his feet, and he looked back suddenly, and sure enough, he saw Mo Kongjing's entire body trembling violently, and his eyes were full of struggle.

The clear sky suddenly burst into flames, and the red moon filled half of the sky, but the dark clouds covered the sky but could not hide the blood red of the moonlight.

Countless demons protruded, the wind surged, the sound of fighting, roars, screams, fears, countless sounds mixed together, turning the peaceful and peaceful town into such a hideous one.

The tragic pictures flashed in front of him like a horse, and finally froze at the last moment before Xiao Yihan's death.

Mo Kongjing, who was belated, stared at Xiao Yihan who fell in a pool of blood with his eyes distracted, and at that moment, the slaughter of the entire heaven and earth seemed to drown her whole person.

Wei Fengyan and Mu Yanran saw the remorse in Mo Kongjing's eyes in the picture, and the overwhelming negative emotions almost crushed this powerful person who always liked to be strong and carried everything alone.

That was the first time Mo Kongjing had left Chu in this world, and later, the demons invaded the Divine Tree and destroyed it, and Mo Yu Zhenjun rescued her from the hands of the Abyss King Emperor Ji.

Mo Kongjing's expression in each picture is in a trance, and the kind of people who float and watch in a trance without stepping on the ground feel a burst of cramps in their hearts.

Later, in the peaceful and peaceful picture of Tianzi Mountain, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and the grass is green. The living water on the shore of Tianzi Lake was sparkling, they saw Mo Yueyi who said goodbye without saying goodbye, and they saw Mo Kongjing who was in a trance.

Years and time are always spent unconsciously, and later, Wei Fengyan and Mu Yanran saw the woman in the picture from the beginning of confusion to the final firmness, from the beginning of the search to the final indifference, from the beginning of the grievance and sadness to the final calmness. It doesn't seem like it took long, but in reality, it's a full seventy years.

Mo Kongjing spent an ordinary person's life forgiving his mistakes, and an ordinary person's life forcing himself to accept the fact that important people did not say goodbye.

However, the trick of fate, the road ahead did not let her go like this.

They saw that in the thunder, under the heavy rain, Mo Kongjing suddenly buried Mo Yu's body in front of the Tianzi Palace.

She didn't cry, but the dazedness and pain in her eyes couldn't help but make Mu Yanran cry on the spot.

It's hard to imagine how her A-Jing came over with so many separations, so many life and death separations, so many struggles and pains.

The road ahead, the divergent road, the most of it is from Chu, this road, is it the path of immortality?

Struggling in loss, suffering in separation, helpless in life and death, this is immortality?

"Ah Jing, no, no, where is this demon, this is obviously trying to force you to death!" In the heavy rain, Mu Yanran howled and cried, crying like a child and hugging Mo Kongjing tightly.

"Ah Jing, we won't survive three lifetimes! We're not leaving! We don't ask for it! If the path of immortality is really all these sufferings, what do we ask it to do? Instead of struggling, it's better to walk in style! Ah Jing, we don't spend, we really don't! ”

Holding Mo Kongjing tightly, Mu Yanran cried heartbreakingly.

(To be continued.) )