A five-year contract was thrown into the air by Mo Yan's hand, and it was instantly annihilated and invisible.

The people in the dungeon, their eyes were empty and terrifying, and an eerie cold color shrouded here, and a layer of gray-blue light mist could not be peeled away, pressing on their thin and weak bodies.

For five years, for five years, they have not seen the slightest bit of sunshine.

In this dungeon, it is described as withered, and the martial arts of five years ago are all in vain, and the previous achievements are all lost.

At this time, they were powerless, only the chains on their hands and feet weighed heavily on their bodies and souls.

The swords that were used five years ago could no longer be wielded, and all of them were destroyed by Mo Yan himself in the back mountain, and not a single wisp of ashes could be seen.

They didn't blame Mo Yan, they all knew in their hearts that it was Mo Yan who saved their lives.

Otherwise, they would not have survived to this day.

"Thank you!" The moment these two words came out of their mouths, a wisp of wind penetrated through the cell, and Mo Yan wept.

And at this moment, these people have long been numb physically and mentally.

But waiting for this moment to come, Mo Yan has been waiting for five years, and he has been waiting for today, to be able to witness everyone get out of the sea of suffering, and his heart has also been greatly relieved.

And the former brothers and sisters avoided his gaze one by one, until they were chained and stepped out of the cell, and a ray of sunlight finally reflected in their eyes, and when it fell on the top of their heads, their eyes sparkled with tears.

Silent words, silent tears.

The disciples of each teacher finally paid for the sins of their parents in the past.

The wind is clear, and the summer color in the Longyu Pavilion is just right.

The disciples who wear blue clothes are like coming to the world, and there is nothing better in the world than to regain what has been lost.

All this is destined to become the past, and it will start again and again into the future.

There is a seed buried in the hearts of these people.

The heart of revenge suddenly rose in the summer wind, burning indestructible, just like the raging fire that suddenly descended on the mountain, how could they forget the pain of Wu Wuqing mutilating their parents, and how could they forget the torment of holding them for five years without seeing the light of day.

They want Wu Wuqing to remember that all this is a cycle of cause and effect, and what should be repaid is destined to be repaid.

Mo Yan was wrong, he planted the evil fruit with his own hands, and let go of these demons with his own hands.

At that time, he should have listened to Wu Wuqing's words, cut the grass and eradicate the roots, and leave no hidden dangers.

Mo Yan stared at their departed backs, stunned, and after a while, his attention was attracted by the red-clothed Youling.

The jewelry and clothes that were placed in Wuzhuang in the past finally arrived at Longyu Pavilion, Ye Feng stopped asking the little servants to give all these things to Dump Shui Ran, they are now exchanging bodies, Ye Feng's soul is placed in Dump Shui Ran's body, and Dump Shui Ran is in the body of the red-clothed Youling.

The red-clothed Youling that Mo Yan was looking at was actually pouring water.

His every move was under the bright feather fan-like eyelashes hanging from Mo Yan, and just a few drops of his tears had just fallen, staining the heavy eyelashes.

His eyes were as bright as star stones, with a kind of destroyed beauty, and the fire of rebirth like nirvana immediately attracted the gaze of the red-clothed Youling.

But in the next second, Mo Yan retracted his gaze in confusion and pretended to be calm - because the red-clothed Youling in front of him was not Ye Fengzhu himself, but possessed by Dumping Water.

Shui Ran was dressed in red, and couldn't help but smile because of Mo Yan's cowardly attitude, buried his head, and still looked at himself in a daze......

Shui Ran thought to himself, if this was the real Ye Feng stopped, Mo Yan would probably have panicked a long time ago!

Then, with one foot on the ground, he rose to his feet and leaped under the huge canopy of the ginseng tree.

There, a pot of wine was hidden in the pouring water. Mo Yan couldn't help frowning, his expression was solemn and serious, dignified and picturesque.

Mo Yan followed him, and the heavy black silk hibiscus robe flew under the surprised eyes of the disciples of the Longyu Pavilion, and came to Shui Ran.

Let's see what Dump Ran wants to do......

If something goes wrong, he'll stop it.

He couldn't just watch Ye Feng's body be destroyed and fall into the ground.

"You're worried about me too much...... " Pour Shui said, wincing.

"I'm not worried about you—I'm worried about Ye Feng stopping." Mo Yan replied, closing his eyes and recuperating, the wind swept his cheeks, brushed his shiny eyelashes that had not yet dried, under the love of the sun, Mo Yan's face was clearer, the outline was clearer, the skin was like a jade grease carving, and the open dark eyes were more transparent, as if everything was contained in his mind.

"The one who is secluded, the aura is lofty, and the posture is tall and heroic, which simply makes the Longyu Pavilion have the illusion of being full of brilliance." The female disciples under the tree whispered, admiring and watching.

"Divide the wine with me......" Mo Yan easily took away the wine jar full of elixir and jade liquid that was poured into his mouth and was about to be sent to his throat.

Before he could deal with the pouring water, he saw that the wine jar was gone.

As a result, he was naturally firmly held in his hand by Mo Yan and was not allowed to be touched by anyone.

"You ......" poured water and was not half angry.

Deflated, he went to fetch another jar.

"Now...... Lord Youkun, don't rob me! "Poured water and drank a jar of wine, it was ten years of good wine hidden in the cellar, he Wu Xia hid it and didn't give him a sip of the second son, this time, he drank it all, see if he dares to be stingy in the future, "The last altar has been drunk by you......"

"Huh." Mo Yan couldn't help but chuckle twice.

The two of them were drunk, and the amount of alcohol was not very good, there was no mass, only the bearing of "from now on the five lakes is good, a glass of wine to send a career" can be squandered, and the mind can be thrown away. 3800

"Second master, can you change the red-clothed Youling back?"

"I can't bear it...... You're a big man...... It's obviously a woman's face...... But I was delirious...... Panicked ......"

"You're amazing! Do you know? If you continue like this, let you do your nonsense...... Maybe one day, it will come true...... Sooner or later, you will become Ye Fengzhi, and Ye Fengzhu will also become you, after all, the two of you will be ...... When the time comes, even if I try to change it in every possible way, I can't get it back, who will my upright Pavilion Master of the Youkun Moyuan Pavilion find to settle this account! ”

"Swap back...... You know? Mo Yan tightened the placket of the red-clothed Youling and dragged her in front of her.

Dumping took a step or two back, her eyeballs trembling.

In a half-drunk and half-sober state, Dump Shui Ran still remembered some of Mo Yan's drunken words, although those words seemed to be gibberish on the surface, but the words responded to his ears, like needle, like bone spurs, and in an instant, the whole world in Yu Shui Ran's eyes suddenly darkened.

Indeed, Mo Yan was right.

However, he can't be exchanged back for the time being.

He couldn't take this risk and put Ye Feng in a dangerous situation.

She Ye Feng stopped, she was his beloved, from beginning to end, she has always been, and has not changed.

If the intentions of the conspirators behind it a year ago were not consummated, then Ye Fengzhu would have been in their eyesight, and one day, she would die, and he didn't want that day to come so soon.

He didn't want to, and it all ended because of one of his selfish practices.

He wanted Ye Feng to stop alive well, since he saved Ye Feng's face and saw Ye Feng stop smiling so much......

That's what the White-bearded Swordsman told him personally.

So...... He reserved his opinion, but still occupied the body of the red-clothed Youling.

This is not up to him, nor is it up to Mo Yan to have the final say, but it is the will of God.

"You don't want Ye Feng to stop so quickly and end his life, right...... So, listen to me, believe me, I won't break this good deck of cards, we will still return to the original point, at that time Ye Feng stopped Ye Feng stopped, and I am pouring water, Mo Yan will also be Mo Yan, guarding her. ”

Mo Yan sighed, but he couldn't express it, if he insisted on releasing it, it would be a long sigh - didn't this just belong to the game between Dumping Water and Ye Feng?

And when did he intervene, there is no gap to drill.

How easy is it to protect a person for a lifetime?

However, he trusts Mo Yan, he will be the one to do this, and Mo Yan will not break his oath as easily as he does.

How cruel is it to easily lose the determination to protect a person?

But...... What Mo Yan didn't know was that he had unknowingly guarded Ye Feng for a year.

He hesitates between the two, but there is no end.

From the day she was killed, he silently accompanied her and accompanied her soul.

Finally, maybe!

In the end, there was a miracle, Ye Feng did not die, although it was the miraculous effect of the fake death medicine, but the person who took the fake death medicine would not wake up easily, among which (credit) work, Mo Yan is indispensable.

It was at that moment that a wisp of remnant soul that Ye Feng stopped and escaped came into contact with Mo Yan's tears, for the first time in his life, a person so contained true emotions and gave sincerely.

It was Lord Moyan Youkun who made Ye Feng, who was small but a drop in the ocean, and his life experience was not as good as Pingzao, he felt the longing and impulse for his home, and he was moved, hopeful, and left a trace of comfort and warmth, but it was enough to turn the whole world upside down.

Originally, before she came to Shucheng, she thought that there was no home in the world.

The palace is not her home, Cuiping Pavilion will not be her home, and Shucheng will not be her home......

In these stop-and-go places, there are people who want to murder her, seek and even mutilate her life......

Although Mo Yan also loved her and was happy with her, she would eventually fail him at that moment, just because at that time she still loved her only love until the death - pouring water, the only one in the world.

"Okay, I trust you." Mo Yan drew a line of ink on Shui Ran's arm, flowing smoothly and like flowing water, and added a few strokes to draw a spider by the way, representing the owner of his sword, the cockroach.

And the sword of leaving behind was entrusted to Ye Fengzhu's hand.

After some entanglement, Mo Yan still chose to accept it, he understood the reason, this was a last resort, only in this way could he protect Ye Feng's life.

Keep their hearts from being disturbed.

In the end, it was just a matter of killing him.

What is wrong with exchanging the lives of one for the lives of two?

If Ye Feng stopped dying, he would not have the heart to steal his life.

Ye Feng stopped, and the red-clothed Youling were all the same person, known as all of Youkun.

Now, isn't the red-clothed girl alive and well? Isn't the soul of Ye Fengzhu, who is in his body pouring water, also well preserved?

All this, Mo Yan felt that it was enough.

Although he hated to take possession of her body, and he would not allow it to be someone else, but this was the only time he made an exception, for her - the red-clothed Youling.

Only the Dump Shui Ran who was attached to the body of the red-clothed Youling was still asleep, and the night was already deep, Mo Yan woke up, but Dump Shui Ran slept half dead, and finally the Hidden Kun took him down and went home.

The two people who were going to be crumbling, in the crown of the ginseng tree, arrogant, arrogant and unstoppable, it was Wu Xia who secretly cast a spell to save their lives, so that they were safe and sound, and they could still swim well, this hundred-year-old tree has a spiritual root, and it is connected to the lifeline of Longyu Pavilion, naturally Wu Xia is sensitive.