"On the day of success, you are willing to drink three cups with me." Mo Feichen's eyebrows were still cold, although he realized this last form, but he was not really sure, he just didn't want to be seen.

"Ha, don't say three cups, even if it's three hundred, it's no problem."

The light flashed in his hand, and an extremely gorgeous, similar to his clothing, a feather fan inlaid with peacock feathers appeared in his hand, the fan shook gently, and he smiled: "In the bitter situation, only you know my origin, in terms of friendship, except for me, no one is qualified to drink with you, this honor, my willingness." ”

"Heh, the origin is meaningless to me." Now that he is an adult, Mo Feichen naturally can't escape some inescapable seven emotions and six desires, but he controls them better than ordinary people. For him, there are only two kinds of people in this world, one is the enemy and the other is the passerby. The person in front of him can barely be regarded as the third type of person who has probably appeared, friends and confidants can't talk about it, and it is enough to sit down or talk about his thoughts, or listen.

It's not an illusion, the man in ink saw a little loneliness on his face in a trance, and this was the first time he had known him for many years. To be more precise, it was the first time he saw that on Mo Feichen's face, the emotions of normal people would be revealed.

Mo Feichen returned to the shore from the center of the lake, but he stumbled down, his body shook slightly, and he coughed twice, pulling back the mind of the man in ink, and after seeing his body shake slightly, he finally stabilized his footsteps, but from the gap between his left fingers that covered his lips, red blood was dripping.

"You...... Okay? ”

The man in ink took a step forward and grabbed his unstable body, but was startled by the coldness coming from the tentacles.

He was answered by a series of more violent coughs, and when his palm left his lips, the palm was already bloody, and there were still blood marks oozing from the corners of his mouth.

Mo Feichen didn't seem to care about it, on the contrary, what he cared about was another thing, every time he saw his own blood, he would rise to infinite emotion, only this blood color could become proof that he lived in this world. He doesn't know why he came into being, and he doesn't want to understand, the facts have appeared, the conclusion has been made, and there is no need to investigate the cause, so what he cares about most is what he doesn't even want to face...... Stay alive. To live as a real, independent individual, he has already achieved human life, and he does not want to be called a divine power left by the clouds, which is formless, lifeless, and soulless, and he ...... No.

"It doesn't matter." He wiped the blood from his lips, and his white clothes were dyed with a terrifying red, contrasting with a face almost like snow, like a blooming flower on the other side, "I will wipe out the clouds with my own hands before this body is in tatters." "Even if you can't absorb her power for your own use, you have to die with her. If you can't live, then die together. In this world, no one owes anyone.

"I'm more and more curious, what kind of deep hatred is between you and Duliuyun, not to the realm of immortality." Even after he got acquainted with Mo Feichen, he didn't know that there was a deep enmity between him and Du Liuyun, and there was an inexplicable sense of unexpected gain after learning about it, even if the existence of Du Liuyun had indeed become an obstacle to him and the forces behind him, and he urgently needed to solve her, it didn't affect his curiosity about it, he had known Mo Feichen for hundreds of years, until he knew that there was an indissolvable mortal enmity between Mo Feichen and Du Liuyun, and he found that normal people's emotions existed in this friend who had always been moody. And this emotion is so strong.

"Everyone has secrets, and you and I are no exception." It's just that he knows more, such as the origin of the man in ink in front of him, the identity of the Triumphant Marquis of the Fire Mansion Buddha Prison in the Four Realms, and ...... He is in a difficult situation, and he is the identity of the lord of Sakura. It's just that the Marquis of Triumph doesn't know where he comes from. This secret, even if it is brought to death, he will not tell anyone half a word. Divine power is formed, not a human body, such an identity, even if it is said, no one will believe it......

"Forget it, I don't particularly want to know, but it's that you're like this now, which makes me feel a little dangerous." The Mo Feichen touched by the palm of his hand, as if something was passing away from him, he couldn't tell what it was, he couldn't see anything, but he could feel like this. Getting along with this person is obviously more troublesome than the Fengxiu master who he contacted as the Lord of the Sakura Zhai Realm, although he has been lifted from the hunting and killing alarm by the Four Spirits Realm, but is still listed above the dangerous people in the Fire Mansion Buddha Prison. If it weren't for the life-and-death feud between him and Wataryuun, he wouldn't have risked being at a disadvantage all the time to continue to contact him. In front of Mo Feichen, he always had a terrible thought, this ...... From the beginning, it probably didn't belong to any of the realms. This is also the reason why he never dared to reveal the idea of using Mo Feichen, and could only carefully maintain a close friendship with him. The only advantage is probably that only he, who has been with perseverance for hundreds of years, can have the opportunity to come into contact with Mo Feichen's obsession.

"What if...... That's it. ”

It is useless for him to talk to the Marquis of Triumph about this, it is better not to say it. Mo Feichen's unspoken words are actually the fate he is about to face, and it is also the reason why he has a deeper hatred for Du Liuyun, even if he doesn't want to, he doesn't want to, he can't control the divine power in his body, and gradually get out of his own control, which is uncontrollable, the resonance between the divine power and the subject. Therefore, before his strength is exhausted, he will either kill Duliuyun or die with him, even if his fate is irreversible, he must pull down Duliuyun as a backing.

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Compared with the heaviness on the other side, this scene of exchange is very harmonious.

Recruit and stand, Du Liuyun has an understanding of the martial arts of the desert knife and dust, in terms of knife technique alone, he has been chasing after today's knife Wuji, when the right time to shoot, she pressed the skill, but intentionally or unintentionally forced people into a desperate situation, under the three times and two temptations, she found that the desert knife and the dust did not show signs of awakening, and the sword dragon opened her eyes and needed to face the real difference between life and death, she could not kill the dust of the desert knife, the other party naturally did not feel the threat of death, this scene was regarded as passing the time to move the muscles and bones is not bad.

At the moment when she made a gesture to sit down with the same recruited Desert Dao Jiechen, an inexplicable dizziness struck, and the feeling of loss of strength for some reason made Du Liuyun's breath slightly short, his feet were unstable, and fine beads of sweat covered his forehead in an instant.

"Oh, what's going on?"

The pure heart took the first step to support the person, and under the touch of his fingertips, he felt the trembling of Du Liuyun's body, could it be ...... Did the desert knife hurt her?

"This matter has nothing to do with Modao."

Wataryuyun understood what the pure son was thinking, but it had nothing to do with Jedi Chen. It's not that the divine power is dissipating, on the contrary, the faint power is gradually integrating into her body, although it is very little, it can still be felt. I'm afraid it's not about ...... That one is related. After all, they are in the same vein, even if she is the main body, Mo Feichen is just formed by divine power, but the connection between them is probably closer than anyone else.

Her current changes are due to the fusion of divine power and herself, according to this, perhaps those inexplicable changes back then were precisely because of the confrontation between the divine power and her after gradually generating self-consciousness, until she fell into a long sleep, which gave Mo Feichen the opportunity to cultivate her body.

"Let me see."

Zhu Wencang replaced his pure heart and wanted to explore the abnormality of Duliuyun's qi veins, but when his hand was on Duliuyun's wrist, he was shocked by a powerful true qi, and he flicked his fingers away.

And this time, it also made Zhu Wencangri try out the cultivation of Du Liuyun, at least the cultivation he saw, no one in the strange demon world can be her opponent, even him, I am afraid that he can only be at a disadvantage, maybe only that strange origin Mo Feichen can compete with her. This immortal fights, just leave it to the immortals to do it themselves, Hengzhi has not yet come to that point, how to calculate, everything will be natural.

Returning to the table and sitting down, Wataru Yun glanced at the child's heart, and left the matter of enlivening the atmosphere to this lively young man who can speak and be lively. If the problem that suddenly hit her head is not solved, it is like a thorn in her heart.