Far away in the hidden world of the Butterfly Clan, the Frost Xuan Ice Spirit and the Fallen Angel Clan resigned one after another. Qi Xuan sat in a car with illness and followed them. One night, Qi Xuan suddenly coughed and lay on the bed. When Kui Cao and Ming Mo heard this, they quickly ran to Qi Xuan. After entering the house, Ming Mo grabbed Qi Xuan's arm, with tears in his eyes, and said in a trembling voice: "You...... Finally...... What's the matter, Qi Xuan!"

Qi Xuan desperately tried to straighten up, but found that he had no strength at all. He sighed helplessly. I didn't expect that I would only sigh. Qi Xuan thought so in his heart, but he couldn't deny this fact.

He motioned with his eyes to take down the clothes hanging on the wall, and when Kui Cao touched it, he found a piece of paper, and the paper was densely handwritten, like an ant.

Qi Xuan opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but he still couldn't say it, and he couldn't use his strength. Ming Mo hurriedly whispered over, wanting to hear what he said.

"Goodbye...... Big brother, little brother go first...... One-step. ”

Ming Mo held his hand, choked up and said, "No, no." You've got a lot more to do......"

Before the words fell, a smile squeezed out of Qi Xuan's pale face, and then he was unconscious, and his eyes closed peacefully. Shen Mo felt that something was wrong, and said repeatedly: "No, this is a lie, right?" Qi Xuan, Qi Xuan, wake up and tell me this is not true, Nangong Qi Xuan......"

He shook Qi Xuan's body, buried his head in the futon, and muttered to himself. Kui Cao also cried, his uncle, who had taken care of him since he was a child, left without saying a word, and the picture of him living with Qi Xuan was vivid. How precious is the nagging before leaving every time, remembering the impatience with his uncle at the beginning, Kui Cao really wants to give his past self a slap in the face and tell him to cherish it. Now I understand, but my loved ones have passed away and there is nothing to return.

A few days later, the Fallen Angel Clan's visit to the Butterfly Clan had returned, and everyone's hearts were not at peace, and their faces were covered tightly by a black shroud. Nangong Mingmo used a secret technique to seal Nangong Qixuan's body so that it would not be disturbed and rotted by the outside world.

Unhurried return, there will always be a day when he returns, Ming Mo looked at the familiar woodland around him, and after waiting for a while, he felt that something was wrong, he subconsciously shouted: "Qi Xuan, what is the ink, hurry up and open the door, it's all ......" and then suddenly stopped talking and sighed. Slowly chant this long-unused term, opening the door to the hidden world of fallen angels. This term hadn't been chanted for a long time, and since he had led the young Qi Xuan to comprehend that day, this kind of thing had never bothered to be done by Shen Mo again.

Kui Cao's impetuous mind has become extremely peaceful from the moment Qi Xuan travels west. He didn't play around like he used to, but he kept his mind in order. Maybe it was the departure of his relatives that made him grow up instantly, or maybe it was caused by too much nostalgia for Qi Xuan. This feeling made him very uncomfortable, he always felt that something was wrong with his body, and sometimes there was a sudden feeling of lightness, from the weakness of the bone marrow to the confusion of thoughts.

Most of the people who accompanied him bowed their heads and remained silent. It wasn't until the moment the scene suddenly switched that they came to their senses and realized that it was time to go home. After a little further walking, the Fallen Angel Hidden Scout, who was in charge of scouting, saw them returning, and ran towards them, shushing the cold and asking for warmth. And some of them rushed back to the secluded world, telling the clansmen that the patriarch had returned!

"How was it along the way?Did you encounter any accidents?Did you meet the Butterfly Clan Patriarch and the other patriarchs?" asked a clansman who was in charge of the Investigation Office.

"Ah...... It's all good......" Ming Mo raised his head, his eyes were very deep, and his face was a little pale, but he still squeezed out a smile.

"No, patriarch, your expression is a little unusual, could it be that you have encountered something big? Have you been at war with the army of the human world?"

"Heh, it's nothing, let's go, let's go. Wait until you get home and have everything. This sentence seems to be speaking to oneself, and it is as if it is saying it to everyone. For a while, everyone was a little confused.

Kui Cong stretched out his hand and gently pushed away the person in front of him, holding the cart that seemed to be full of items with his hand, which was actually loaded with Nangong Qixuan's body and many sachets, although it was so heavy, but Kui Cong felt that he used his hands to push and support, and it would not consume his physical strength, he had silently pushed all the way, according to common sense, his arm should have been sore, but the truth was just the opposite.

He pursed his lips and said, "Let's go, don't be stupid." He said this with a dry cough in his throat, perhaps because he hadn't drunk water for a long time, and it sounded a little vicissitudes. When the leader heard this, he immediately beckoned his men to keep quiet, and slowly followed the procession back.

Kui Miao muttered in his heart: "Mei Xiao, how can you get rid of this uncomfortable feeling? “

Mei Xiao sighed: "I'll be honest, just get used to it." ”

Ignoring her, the burly continued walking.

When everyone returned to the village, the elders of the Fallen Angel Clan led everyone to greet them personally. When they saw Nangong Mingmo's figure, one of them took the initiative to step forward, and like the leader of the investigation office, he hurriedly asked for warmth: "Patriarch, are you okay on this trip?"

Ming Mo suddenly raised his head, and the black shroud like a hat instantly stood upright, and the expression on his face was all revealed. His eyes were empty, the corners of his mouth were chapped as if he was about to bleed at the slightest touch, his face was extremely pale, the small scar on his left cheek had already formed a new layer of skin, and the first-class messy silk hair hung from his forehead, extending directly to the bridge of his nose. Then the breeze suddenly blew up, gently swaying the first-class hair. Ming Mo stretched out his right hand and took the black shroud away from his forehead, and for a while, the broken hair on the top of his forehead danced with the breeze, looking a little desolate.

He walked forward slowly, and everyone made room for him.

Walking on this familiar homeland, it is really a little familiar. Such a voice sounded deep within him. Suddenly, he felt that the scene around him was beginning to change, and the scenes of the streets and alleys were replaced by monotonous black and white, and there was no one around him, only his isolated self.

"Hehe, my brother will give you food. A childish voice sounded from the front and bottom of his body, and he lowered his forehead to see a child clutching all kinds of sweets in his hands. The children dressed in color contrasted sharply with the empty black and white scenes around them, and there were tears in Ming Mo's eyes, which was what Qi Xuan looked like when he was a child, and he seemed to have become his own childlike appearance at this moment.

Stretched out his hand and pinched a candy, Ming Mo looked at the child who was the size of his body, Qi Xuan's face was full of joy, and he took Ming Mo's hand and said, "Brother, take me to the study." ”

Suddenly, there was a pitch-black palm behind Qi Xuan, which directly pulled Qi Xuan away from him, preventing the two of them from being together.

"Come with me, hurry!" the voice was heavy, as deep as a bell and drum beating in the night.

Ming Mo couldn't move at all at this moment, he could only watch Qi Xuan's hand separate from his own, looking at Qi Xuan's face full of tears and uncomfortable appearance, he yelled: "You dare to move him?"

But roaring is always useless, in this black and white world, only Ming Mo is left, and Qi Xuan's figure is as if he has never come.

"Brother, I'm back. A voice came from behind him, it was also Qi Xuan's voice! Ming Mo was already able to move his body at this moment, he quickly turned around and saw that it was when Qi Xuan was in high spirits. The young and ignorant Qi Xuan had already become a young man, and his eyes were full of a beautiful vision for the future.

"Well, it's good to come back. He couldn't help but speak.

"It's getting late, I'll go to the market and buy some food or something, or I'll starve again at noon." As soon as the words fell, Qi Xuan's figure beckoning him to say goodbye became more and more faint, so that he disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Styx remained in this empty place, and then, a hand rested on Styx's shoulder. Ming Mo turned his head, his eyes were in contact with Qi Xuan, that Qi Xuan's face was pale, and the word ruddy was just the opposite of him, but despite this, Qi Xuan still squeezed out a smile: "Brother, I'll go first, don't think too much about me." ”

In the blink of an eye, he had disappeared again. Shen Mo shouted, "Don't!"

The scene is shattered and restored to reality, where it is still the environment of the fallen angel clan, and everyone who greets them looks at each other, not knowing how to react. His eyes were full of murderous intent, and he roared and drew his weapon. In his eyes, there was no reality or illusion, and he was almost crazy.

This speed is very fast, it is only a moment to draw and grasp the sword, and he has now lost all his mind, and he wants to do whatever he wants. When he was about to slash at an elder nearby, Nangong Kui stumbled Nangong Mingmo with his leg at a lightning speed, and then pounced on him, holding down his struggling body.

He shouted: "Come and help, he has no so-called reason, if he doesn't come again, it will all of us who will suffer." ”

All of them moved and controlled Nangong Mingmo's body. After a while, Shen Mo had fallen into a coma and did not react. The rest of the people breathed a sigh of relief.

"What the hell is going on, why would the patriarch meet us with a sword?" the elder asked, who had almost lost his life.

Kui choked up and said, "Uncle Qixuan is gone, he is walking very peacefully." ”