"What's wrong with the world, how am I here?" Mo kept murmuring from the corners of his mouth, his voice became smaller and smaller, his figure became farther and farther away, his shadow faded away, it seemed so unsolute, so lonely, as if all this was inseparable from him.

And he didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional.At this moment, his heart was empty.He couldn't afford the slightest emotion.He seemed a little indifferent.And he seemed a little stupid.If you really want to describe his face.It was indifference and coldness.It was a kind of indifference that despised the common people.It was a scene of mountains of bones and rivers of blood that could not make him tremble in the slightest.

Behind him, the peaks of the Gate of Heaven were collapsing, and the towering peaks were as weak as paper.

Those who were imprisoned in the Heavenly Gate were flying out of the mountain at this moment, standing in the sky, their faces were uncertain, and they didn't know how this happened.

Hu Yanyu's eyes were stunned, she was like a fairy descending from the clouds, out of the dust, fresh and elegant, her skin was as fair as white jade, she kept scanning the mess, as if she wanted to find that familiar memory in these broken pictures.

And it didn't take long, her eyes were fixed on the sky, it was a ravine that was almost cracked, and she felt the smell of familiarity, and she felt the breath of the man.

"Is that him?" Hu Yanyu's face was pale, the corners of her mouth murmured slightly, her heart throbbed, but there was a touch of sadness that could not be hidden, as if she had matured at this moment, as if she had experienced an unbelievable scene for ordinary people, his eyes saw it, she saw the thin figure, she also saw his face, as if she had seen it from a distance of time and space, and now it was only a sigh.

Her eyes were deep and bright, staring deeply in the direction of Mo's departure, as if she was about to grab it fiercely, but she couldn't hold his heart......

Nangong Ling also stared at Mo Li's distant figure in a daze......

But none of this is possible. They looked at Mo's distant figure, for a long, long time......

Mo Li was still walking aimlessly, his steps were not so fast, his figure was not so majestic, but every time he stepped forward, the original picture in his mind was a burst of light, until a certain moment, his steps couldn't help but stop, his eyes stared straight at the life-killing peak that stood in the middle of the sea, and the sadness in his eyes became heavier.

Before he knew it, there was a tear in his eyes that was hard for outsiders to see. He didn't know why he was crying.

His steps slammed forward, to the peaks, to the thatched huts, to every inch of the land, to the leaves, and his heart grew heavier and heavier, and became more and more lonely, and more and more lonely.

Until a certain moment, he sat firmly in Brother Sharp's room, feeling a warmth that he had never felt before, the cave was filled with a faint smell of wine, Mo Li's eyes were like a child's thief, he quickly swept into the depths of the cave, it was almost a myriad of fine wines, it was fragrant, like a liquid of elixir, it made people's mouth water.

Mo Li smiled, as if looking around like a child with a thief's heart, and then happily put all the wine into his pocket, and then patted his chest with satisfaction.

He found another wine jug in the cave, filled it with wine, took a sip, it looked extremely spicy, and he couldn't help but frown his eyebrows slightly, and almost lost the wine, but in the next moment, he felt warmth, and felt bitterness, which made him have an endless aftertaste.

He smiled happily again, and looked at the cave with deep reluctance, step by step, until he walked out of the cave completely.

Mo Li came to the flower monk's cave again, there was no so-called flower fragrance in the house, there was not the slightest flower or plant, there were just some seeds that had just been sown every time, and there were no new sprouts.

Mo Li dug up one of the seeds with the soil and put it back in his pocket, and then looked at the plain cave, and was stunned.

Mo Li reluctantly walked out of the cave again.Turning around and coming to the cave where the senior brother was fighting.Before he entered, he could feel a monstrous battle intent.surging.

Mo Li smiled again, and didn't pay the slightest attention.His steps stepped forward again.Completely entered the cave.The bright cave was not ornamental.Not even the tables and chairs.Some were just four walls.The walls were covered with swords and swords.Dense.Uncountable.Can't be snooped.Couldn't be snooped.

Mo Li just sat dumbfounded, looking around, sitting stupidly, he didn't know, he didn't understand, but he could feel the warmth, he could feel the side he couldn't understand, as if he had lived in this place, but he couldn't remember, and he didn't remember......

And while he was meditating, the pendant around his neck inadvertently appeared a glimmer of luster, extremely dim, imperceptible, and unobserved.

After half an hour, Mo Li's figure slowly walked out, he didn't look up, he still returned to the thatched huts, pushed open the door, and sat stupidly again, almost ethereal.

At this moment, he seemed to be able to feel the pulse of this life-killing peak, and he also seemed to be able to feel the emotions contained in this mountain.

The car didn't bother, it didn't make any sound, it seemed to be a lot older at this moment, it was as if he felt that this mountain had become incomparably beautiful, beautiful like it had never been.

For three days, Mo Li's body was still motionless, steady as a rock, until his mind seemed to be inexplicably summoned, and he slowly stood up.

Mo Li slowly walked out of the Deadly Peak, and with every step he fell, he had to look back, until the back of the Deadly Peak completely disappeared from his sight, and he couldn't see it. His aura also changed abruptly at this moment, as if he had converged the sadness he had before.

He swept quickly into the distance, his heart was unprecedentedly calm, everywhere he passed, there were corpses all over the field, the bones were mountains, the blood flowed like a river, it seemed to blow a bloody rain, even the sky was inlaid with a layer of red blood, and even the vast earth was covered with a thick layer of demonic soil, as if it could devour people's hearts, which made people feel unstable.

Mo Li still walked forward, he didn't have the slightest expression, only his eyes stared at the wilderness in all directions.

The vast expanse of the earth, the trickle of blood everywhere, the blood-stained picture, the vicissitudes of life and desolation, the bleak and tragic, the hysterical roar of the beast, the screaming of the beast, the screaming of the heavens, and the heart-rending roar of the monk from time to time, but none of this caught Mo Li's attention, nor could he get his attention.

But in the distance of his vision, there is a radiant figure emerging, he is full of gorgeous appearance, strong and mighty, and it is extremely shocking......