"I'm leaving!"

After being silent for a long time, Ling Shuangyan said this to Ming Mo.

"What? You're leaving?"

Ming Mo was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then said in a low voice: "That's right, you are the hall master of a temple after all, and you must leave." When he said this, a complicated expression appeared on Minmo's face.

"One hundred days, one hundred days, and now the time has come, so I have to go. Glancing at Ming Mo, Ling Shuangyan said coldly, hiding the complexity in her eyes.

"Yes, time flies so fast!" Smiling slightly, Ming Mo looked at Ling Shuangyan, and suddenly said with a very solemn expression: "Since you are leaving, I have a few words to tell you!"

"What's the nonsense, hurry up!"

Looking at Ming Mo's solemn expression, Ling Shuangyan's heart suddenly trembled, and then said impatiently.

"Hehe, although I don't know why you are so cold, or even say that you have a cold personality, but I want to tell you that power is controlled by people, not by power, although most people who cultivate ice source power are cold in character, but people's character cannot be affected by power, this is the most important, so I hope that in the future, you can smile more, don't always look cold like this, you are not the real you, don't let power control your emotions. ”

Looking at Ling Shuangyan, who had an indifferent face, Ming Mo smiled slightly.

"Hmph, that's impossible, I've forgotten what my smile looks like!"

After listening to Ming Mo's words, Ling Shuangyan was silent for a moment, snorted coldly, and said lightly.

"Hehe, human emotions, joys, sorrows, and sorrows, are the instincts given to human beings by God, even if they are temporarily forgotten, there will always be a day when they remember, and it is impossible to completely forget, so, what in this world is to cut off the seven emotions and six desires, and the cultivation of the exercises, have taken a crooked path, I hope you will not become that kind of person, be happy in the future, don't close your emotions. ”

Listening to Ling Shuangyan's words, Ming Mo smiled faintly.

"I hope so!"

After pondering for a moment, Ling Shuangyan said lightly, without the previous indifference. She was still thinking about what Ming Mo had said before, emotion is the instinct given to human beings by God, is she really wrong, she really took a crooked path without emotion?

"Is there anything else? If not, I'm leaving!"

Looking at Ming Mo with complicated eyes, there was no longer the coldness of the past in those ice-blue eyes, but with a touch of helplessness and entanglement, he asked softly.

"If in the past two years, I haven't escaped the hunt of the Hades Temple and the Thunder God Temple, and I'm dead, please take care of Sister Purple Kite and Qingqing if you have time, please." Looking at Ling Shuangyan, who had a complicated expression, Ming Mofeng said lightly.

After listening to Ming Mo's words, I don't know why, Ling Shuangyan's heart trembled, and there was a hint of heaviness, and then he said coldly: "I refuse this request, your life is mine, I don't allow you to die at the hands of others, you take care of the people you care about." ”

"Yes, my life is yours, and I will try my best to resist in order to save this life. Listening to Ling Shuangyan's words, Ming Mo smiled faintly, with a hint of playful smile in his eyes, and said: "The days with you are very interesting, I will always remember, take care of yourself!"

Ling Shuangyan didn't say anything when she heard this, just nodded lightly, glanced at Ming Mo with complicated eyes, and said, "I'm leaving!"

Immediately, the whole person disappeared in place, hid his figure, and swept towards the outside of the forbidden land.

Watching Ling Shuangyan leave, Ming Mo smiled slightly, didn't say anything, but just looked at the sky faintly, not knowing what he was thinking.