Mo Ran's eyes were slightly red, and his face instantly turned cold: "I learn from her, are you mistaken?"

She took Feng Yizhi's hand and put it on her face, "Don't you love my face, if it weren't for my good skin, you would love her?"

Feng Yizhi withdrew his hand with a disgusted face, staggered up and walked into the room.

Mo Ran stood behind him, his eyes were full of resentment, and his voice came faintly: "Don't forget, the person who said that I love you, the person who kisses and lingers with you is me, and the person who spends the Spring Festival with you is also me, not an ethereal soul." ”

Feng Yizhi stopped suddenly, and every word she said was like a needle drilling into his ear, stabbing him with a splitting headache.

There was a look of pain on his pale face, he held the door with one hand, covered his eyes with the other, and said tremblingly: "Don't talk about it......"

Mo Ran walked up to him, took his hand away, looked at his empty eyes, and said, "Do you think Zhang Yan loves you? If she really loves you, how can she trust Bai Ze and not believe you? If she really loves you, how can she cut down Shenmu regardless of your safety? If she really loves you, how can she be willing to hurt you again and again?"

Feng Yi's heart was full of gloom, and he was hit by a heart-wrenching pain. He was powerless to answer, and he couldn't say for sure that Zhang Yan loved him.

That heart had already stopped beating, why did it hurt so much......

Hades said to him more than once: "Fusang, I felt that something was wrong since you gave birth to a heart for her, you shouldn't have a heart, this is against the principles of heaven and nature, this must be your calamity! She is the demon obstacle in your heart, you will fall into the devil, you will never recover! Let go of her and come back!"

Perhaps, he really shouldn't be emotionally attached to a person who doesn't belong to this world, let alone give birth to a heart for her.

If she had been devoted to him, he might not have been in trouble.

But she didn't.

Does he blame her? But what reason does he have to blame her?

Who says that loving someone must make the other person reciprocate in the same way?

He struggled to break away from Mo Ran's hand, smiled sadly, but soon seemed to be relieved, and said lightly: "What if she doesn't love me, it's enough for me to love her." ”

Mo Ran's words were conclusive: "Her actions of hugging you, kissing you, and confessing to you are all influenced by me, can you really tell who the person you love is?"

Feng Yizhi's face suddenly lost all his brilliance, and he had a trace of doubt about his mind in a trance, but he still shook his head stubbornly: "I love her, you have long been dead, you can't affect her thoughts!"

The girl in front of him really understood him, every word was like a knife hitting him in the sore spot, he could only endure the pain and pull out every knife that pierced his heart little by little.

However, the wound was still there, and his words of comfort were so weak that they could not heal his wound at all.

Mo Ran asked coldly: "I can't influence her? Then tell me, why would she, a person from another world, have mercy on the demons in our world? Why would she kill the Terran monks who hurt the demons? Why would she be so concerned about the cause of my mother's death?"

Feng Yizhi panicked all of a sudden, trembling all over, "You're not her, you're not Mo Ran, you're Hanji!"

Mo Ran entered the room and sat down, and leisurely went to the bed: "Am I right, when I fall asleep, you can use the Divine Technique into my mind to see, five hundred and nineteen years, the Yuan Shen of Han Qi has long died out in my body, why do you deceive yourself?"

After lying down, she suddenly got up again, "Oh, I forgot, you don't have spiritual powers, right? Look at you, you've bruised yourself all over your body, but she hates you, is it worth it?"

She smiled charmingly, ran her fingertips across his face, and whispered, "Be with me, I will cherish you well." ”

Feng Yizhi pinched her wrist and threw it aside, anger surging in his body, he tried his best to restrain it, and his voice was suppressed: "Where is Qionglin?"

Mo Ran pouted, "What are you looking for her, you don't still want to fulfill the marriage contract with her, do you?"

"Let me ask you again, where is Qionglin?" Feng Yizhi's eyes were blood-red, and his eyes flashed with uncontrollable anger, and with this roar, his body suddenly became black, and black mist enveloped the entire room.

One after another, black qi rushed towards Mo Ran's body, turning into a mountain-like pressure, pressing her so hard that she couldn't breathe.

She clutched her chest, as if her internal organs had been squeezed and crushed, but her expression remained relaxed, as if she didn't know the pain.

A chill flashed in her eyes, and then she smiled and said: "Yes, that's it, kill me, kill me and let her die with me, she is a scourge, you should have killed her a long time ago, if you can't be ruthless, I can help you." ”

With that, she turned into a magic knife and stabbed her chest with her backhand.

Only one inch away, the magic knife could pierce her body again, and at the last moment, a wisp of black qi flew in and suddenly melted her magic knife.

She looked down at her empty palm, looked up at him blankly, and said with a smile, "What's wrong?

Feng Yizhi almost raged: "You madman!!"

He raised his hand and waved, and Mo Ran suddenly felt countless strong pressures around her, and she couldn't move, unable to release her demonic energy and withdraw.

Her eyes were full of grievances and innocence: "You want to imprison me again?"

Feng Yizhi clenched his fist to suppress his anger, and his expression was cold: "As long as you tell me where Qionglin is, I will let you go." ”

Mo Ran pursed his lips and thought for a moment, "That's not good, if it weren't for her, I don't know when I would be able to wake up, she is my savior, how can I betray my savior?"

Feng Yizhi pinched his eyebrows, took a deep breath, and laughed angrily: "Then you will always be a living dead." ”

As soon as the words fell, Mo Ran found that she was speechless, and only her eyes could blink all over her body.

She was extremely resentful, what did she do wrong?

Shouldn't she hate Zhang Yan? As soon as Zhang Yan came, he robbed her of her life and locked her consciousness in a confined space.

Zhang Yan used her face and body to go to heaven and earth, and she lived a prosperous life, and she also got Fusang's blue eyes.

Zhang Yan is reincarnated, does she deserve to sleep for more than 500 years? She hates it so much that she can't wait to be destroyed with Zhang Yan! Let Zhang Yan also taste the taste of being taken away from everything!

Mo Ran blinked his eyes, his eyes were full of tenderness and sweetness, and the voice was transmitted to Feng Yizhi's ears: "Fusang, every time you go to Mingyue Tower to talk to me, I hear it, I love you, you love me too, right?"

Feng Yizhi's mind was a mess, he didn't know what was wrong, according to what Jade Poria said, Mo Ran would have died, and because of this, Zhang Yan would come to Mo Ran's body to complete the mission of sealing Han Zhu instead of her.

However, now that this situation seems to have deviated from the trajectory, why does Mo Ran's own consciousness exist?

Was this in the candle dragon's plan or was it unexpected?

He strode away, suffocating all the voices in his ears.