Although it was only early autumn, the wind at night was already a little cool, and Mo Han stood on top of the high city wall at this time, although he was very thinly dressed, he didn't feel the slightest cold. The moonlight tonight was very good, so good that he could clearly see every brick and tile, every grass and tree, every flower and insect in the capital under the city gate. A breeze blew, and the red clothes on Mo Han's body began to flutter in the wind, and the dancing hem of the clothes brushed his wrists, and even a bell tied with a red thread began to "jingle and jingle" crisply.

Mo Han stared at the capital of Xiaoyue Country in front of him, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but this smile was too shallow, and it passed away before he could reach the bottom of his eyes in the future. Mo Han looked at the magnificent palace in the city in the distance, and his clear eyes gradually became more gloomy.

Hearing the crisp and pleasant sound, Mo Han lowered his head, looked at the bell on his wrist, and only heard him whisper, "It's a pity that the night is so beautiful tonight!" At this time, he was standing alone on the gate of the capital of Xiaoyue Kingdom, and there was no one else around him, and he seemed to be saying to the bell on his wrist, as if he was talking to himself.

After speaking, I saw him raise the hand tied to the bell and shook it slightly, and the next second, the crisp and pleasant sound of "jingle bell" floated out with the night wind. The moonlight, which was still bright just now, suddenly dimmed, and there were suddenly a lot of shaky black shadows in the dim capital, and then more and more.

Mo Han turned his back and slowly closed his eyes, and spit out a word in his mouth without hesitation, "Kill." With that, he never turned to look into the city again.

Zhao Cheng has often been unable to sleep at night since he practiced the art of witchcraft, and for so many years, the word Mohan has always been a taboo for him, and no one has ever dared to mention it in front of him. But although no one dared to mention it, in Zhao Cheng's own heart, the name Mo Han was like a spell, every time in the dead of night, it would jump out, reminding him of his unbearable past and his shame in the clouds.

On that day, the elixir that Zhao Cheng gave to Mo Han was made by him for many years, and the elixir was so yin and evil that it not only abolished Mo Han's cultivation, but also turned him into a demonic thing that was neither human nor ghost. What a proud person Mo Han is, now that he has become such a ghost, I'm afraid he won't be able to live a day in this world, right? Besides, even if he wanted to live, how could Zhao Cheng let him live?

Zhao Cheng removed a thorn that had been in his heart for so many years, and these days, he can finally sleep comfortably and comfortably. But the stable days didn't last long, and I didn't know what was going on in the first few days, for several days, the weather was extremely abnormal, wind, snow, rain and haze, but there was no sunshine, which made Zhao Cheng feel inexplicably restless.

Today's weather is finally clear, but as soon as it was night, the sense of uneasiness in Zhao Cheng's heart was even worse. He had just laid down when he suddenly heard the sound of a "jingle bell" in his ears, and he sat up suddenly, kicked open the door, and walked a few steps outside. The cool night breeze hit him, and he shivered slightly, and there was no one around, except for a full moon hanging quietly in midair. Zhao Cheng stopped and listened, surrounded by deathly silence, where there was any bell sound.

There was a slight chill under his feet, Zhao Cheng looked down at his bare feet, chuckled, and comforted himself, "The bell has been ruined, and Mo Han's world is long gone, this was all destroyed by my own hands, and now the whole world is in my hands, Mo Han, I want to watch you betray your relatives and leave, step by step towards destruction, hahahahaha, hahaha..."

Zhao Cheng's self-consolation played a slight role, and after returning to bed again, after a while, he fell asleep, and the moment he fell asleep, he seemed to hear the crisp sound of "jingle bell" in his ears again, but this time, he didn't care.

After Ming Haoqi and Yan Nian walked through several mirrors one after another, the two stopped. Ming Haoqi stared at the mirror in front of her, frowned slightly, and pursed her mouth tightly into a straight line, without saying a word.

Yan Nian beside him said softly, "Master, this was the case just now, if I hadn't been able to sense the master, I'm afraid I would be trapped in this mirror at this moment and couldn't find you." ”

That day in Guocheng, when Ming Haoqi handed over the soul rope to Yan Jin, he did a little trick on it, thinking that if he encountered such a situation in the future, he could find him as soon as possible, when he was in Huacheng, Ming Haoqi followed the line to find Yan Jin in the mirror, which is also the reason why he swore to Song Yuling that he would definitely find Yan Jin. But at this time, he couldn't sense the location of the soul rope no matter what, without the guidance of the soul rope, and he was trapped in this heavy mirror, Ming Haoqi's heart began to panic.

After a while, Ming Haoqi said to Yan Nian beside him, "Ah Nian, you get out of the way first." ”

After Yan Nian stepped aside, Ming Haoqi pulled out the Wuwen in his hand and slashed towards the mirrors around him, one after another sword lights flashed, only to see that the mirrors around them first shook slightly, and then in the next second, all the sword styles that Ming Haoqi had just swung out turned back in the mirror, and for a while, countless sword lights with fierce sword qi stabbed towards Ming Haoqi.

"Master, be careful." After Yan Nian saw the sword light, he shouted and rushed forward, but he was still a step too late.

Ming Haoqi raised it and didn't ask, and it was a block. The sword style that Fang Ming Haoqi used turned back through the mirror, and at this time he actually returned with the same fierce sword qi intact, fortunately he was familiar with his sword style, but even so, these thousands of sword lights stabbed at him at the same time, he was still forced to take a few steps back before he barely took all the sword styles that turned back.

In the Huacheng Inn, Ming Haoqi, who had been lying quietly on the bed, suddenly coughed, and then spit out a mouthful of blood in her mouth, with a painful expression on her face. Song Yuling knew that Ming Haoqi must have encountered danger, but looking at the current situation, he showed no signs of waking up, he should not have found a way to bring Yan Jin back, if he was forcibly pulled back now, then they would run away in vain. And looking at the current situation, Yan Jin must have encountered an accident.

Song Yuling hurriedly helped Ming Haoqi wipe the blood from the corners of his mouth, and then stretched out his hand and slowly entered his spiritual power into Ming Haoqi's body.

Ming Haoqi was injured by the sword qi that was folded back in the mirror, the blood in his chest surged, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, at this time, he saw that the mirror around them was no longer as smooth and complete as Fang Cai, and at this time, there was a meandering crack on the mirror.

Ming Haoqi stood up, and at this time, he suddenly felt a warm spiritual power being continuously transmitted into his body, and he felt a lot more comfortable.

Ming Haoqi knew that there must be an abnormality on that side of himself, so Song Yuling would make this move, but at the moment, this situation of killing 800 enemies and losing 1,000 self is too difficult to crack, and it is very unfavorable to them for a long time, he must find a solution as soon as possible, and find Yan Jin as soon as possible.

Ming Haoqi wanted to go to the cracked mirror to take a look, but as soon as he raised his foot, the mirrors around him suddenly disappeared, and a person in disheveled clothes and a disheveled hair appeared in front of them.

The anger on the face of the person who came, he glanced at Ming Haoqi and Yan Nian through the messy hair covering his eyes, and shouted at them hoarsely, "Why do you want to break in, since you have come in, why do you have to leave, there is no strife in the world, there is no pain of death, there is no intrigue between people, intrigues, laughter and laughter everywhere, birds and flowers, isn't this everyone's dream of life?" Moreover, if you stay here, you can still accompany my brother, so that he will not be lonely, and he will be happy. With that, he plunged his hands deep into his messy hair, a look of bitter self-reproach on his face.

Ming Haoqi looked at the person in front of him who was behaving very strangely, and said in a low voice, "Who are you?" ”

When the man heard Ming Haoqi's words, he was slightly stunned, the expression on his face was confused for a moment, and suddenly he bowed down, held his head with both hands, slapped his head vigorously, and muttered painfully from his mouth, "Who am I?" Who am I? Why don't I remember anything? Who the hell am I? Yes...... By the way, I remembered, I remembered", he suddenly raised his head to look at Ming Haoqi, his eyes flashed slightly, and he said ecstatically, "I remembered, I am Ming Haoqi, yes, my name is Ming Haoqi!" ”

Ming Haoqi's eyes darkened, the expression on his face changed, and he asked in a low and serious voice, "You say... Your name is Ming Haoqi? ”

Xu Shi finally remembered his name, and the man looked very happy, and the whole person laughed like crazy, and only listened to him, "Of course, that's what my brother called me." My brother used to say a lot to me in the dead of night, and I wanted to think about what my brother had said, oh, yes, he said, "

"Ming Haoqi, you said that I would wait for you, but why didn't you come to me?"

"Ming Haoqi, what should I do? Now my hands are covered in blood and I can't turn back. ”

"Ming Haoqi, if we meet again, will you recognize me? Will you still recognize me? ”

"Ming Haoqi, I'm really miserable, you know, this kind of day is not what I want."

"Ming Haoqi, although such days are very painful, although I am not afraid of death, why is it still so uncomfortable to know in advance the taste of my death?"

"Ming Haoqi, I have committed such a big sin, you said that if I die, will I not be able to be a human forever, I'm afraid I can't even make a hibiscus tree, in that case, how can I meet you again!"

"Ming Haoqi, I miss you very much......"

“……”

“……”

"Ming Haoqi, I want to go home tomorrow night and see you."

"Ming Haoqi, goodbye!" ”