"How can you?" Mo Wuji, who had calmed down, looked even more crazy.

In the distance, wanting to catch up with the "kite" with a broken string, his ink-colored eyes began to redden, and no one knew what had happened to Mo Wuji over the years.

It seems that since he parted ways with Mu Ming, few stories of him have been told.

The time in the snow mountain, he was hurriedly detained, and he left in a hurry, he seemed to have been curled up in the palace of Qi Guo to "heal", to heal the wounds of the dear relatives who left him.

Mu Ming flew upside down, the pain in his body tore at his nerves, it seemed that since he came back to life, he had been constantly injured, like a sandbag being searched and rubbed.

But he had no choice, the insistence in his heart made him appear again and again in front of enemies who were several times stronger than himself, this was a sick insistence, and he suddenly realized that it turned out that being beaten can also be addictive.

Mo Wuji's figure soon appeared in front of him, he couldn't remember clearly, how he and Mo Wuji developed to where they are today, and the relationship between the two gradually fell apart as he left Qi Guo.

Why did it become like this? From the first time he saw Mo Wuji standing on the high wall of Chu State, Mu Ming began to ask himself.

In the distance, he heard Mo Wuji's roar.

He's asking himself, how can he? So how can he?

Mu Ming didn't fly upside down in the end, he was pinched by Mo Wuji's collar, and stopped in the sky in such a weird posture.

Mu Ming looked at the face that was close and full of love and hate, and suddenly asked the question he had always wanted to ask in his heart.

"Why?"

Yes, he obviously said that he would assist him to win the whole world, but the alienation came too abruptly, and he was pushed away.

He knew the pain of his new bereaved sister, so he waited in Qi Country for several months, and what he waited for was only more distant alienation and layers of surveillance, so he left Qi Country with Jiao Zong.

Except for the time when they opened the snowy mountain, this was the first time they stood so close in many years, but at this time, they both desperately wanted each other's lives.

Mo Wuji was stunned for a moment, and then anger filled his entire handsome face, and he was asking him why?

The young man took a deep breath, as if he had exhausted all the courage in his heart: "Feiming, because of your innocence." ”

Mu Ming's eyes widened, and the young man in front of him could clearly see the horror and disbelief in his eyes.

"Feiying, it's been 50,000 years, and you still haven't grown, how can you still be so naïve? Do you know what kind of evil consequences your naivety has buried?"

There is only one person in the world who calls him the Flying Immortal, and the rest will add a general for the sake of respect.

Mu Ming suddenly understood why he was a little familiar with Mo Wuji when he first saw him, and why when he asked him to assist him, even if he was tired, he couldn't hold on to the feeling in his heart in the end, and agreed to him.

Mu Ming thought that it was because he overlapped with another him at a certain moment, but who knows, it turned out that he was another him.

"Little table, it turned out to be you. ”

When Mu Ming first met the God Emperor, he called him Xiao Zhuo, and he called him Fei Ming. The God Emperor said that only Mu Ming, who can fly, can make him stand on top of the world.

It seems that the memory from another time and space involves Mu Ming's thoughts, and the entanglement between the two has never stopped, and it has been involved in this life.

Mu Ming suddenly thought that if he obeyed his master's orders on the bank of the green water and was not attracted by the world depicted by another young man, if he hadn't met him in that inconspicuous little pharmacy in the border city, if he hadn't promised him in that dilapidated shrine, would the story between him and him not develop to such a sad point.

But there are not so many ifs in the world, they are like two magnets, attracting each other, the position is slightly wrong, and they are bounced away from afar.

The two of them never put themselves or each other in their positions, and they always ended up dismally.

"You want to kill me?" Mu Ming asked knowingly.

"Don't you want to kill me too?"

Mu Ming lowered his head, but Mo Wuji was still pulling his collar, and as soon as he lowered his head, his chin touched the hand, which made Mo Wuji's brows furrow slightly, and the disgust between his eyebrows flashed.

But he still didn't let go of the hand that was pinching Mu Ming's collar, but leaned down a little bit.

"What do you mean when you don't speak? Why don't you admit it generously like 50,000 years, and then choose a corner to hide. ”

Mu Ming raised his head again, and some of the beliefs in his heart would not be compromised because of each other's beliefs.

"Xiao Zhuo, to this day, you still think that you did the right thing at the beginning

I'm not hiding, I can't bear my friend gradually becoming a cold-blooded butcher, what is the crime of the demon spirit clan?

Mo Wuji seemed to have heard the best joke in the world, and laughed: "What is the crime? The talent of his demon spirit clan is the greatest sin, is it really until they rebel against the emperor's world that they will be guilty?"

Mu Ming confronted: "Just because this is the only possibility? they should die? The demon spirit clan loves peace and has a mellow mood, how can they go against your world?"

"Fei Ming, you are always so naïve? Weak demon spirits love peace, how strong? Don't forget, how much blood was shed when we established the kingdom of God, and how many races were annihilated in that war. Feiying, I can't afford to gamble, and I can't use my country to gamble on the slightest possibility of the demon spirit clan. ”

They are always like this, no one can convince anyone, they thought that each other's goals were the same, to unify the world, and to save ordinary people from war, but in the end, Mu Ming found that they were still different.

He loves the country, and he loves the people under the country.

"The kingdom of God is gone, why do you want to start a war again? Don't you know that the alien race is on the side, and the most important thing for us is unity?"

Mo Wuji suddenly let go of his hand, hanging weakly, "You are always so naïve, how can you be so naïve? Chu Guo is just using you, even if you know it's me, do you want to stand opposite me?"

Mu Ming was stunned, it turned out that he didn't want to kill himself, he just wanted to return to his side by himself.

Before he could answer, Mo Wuji's angry roar was already heard in his ears: "What are you still struggling with? Is the Chu State so reluctant to give up? The Chu State is gone, and the mainland is just being reunified, isn't it exactly what you wish?"

Mu Ming suddenly realized, yes, isn't the Chu State the only stumbling block on the road to reunification?

So what is he struggling with? Why does he not want this country to disappear from the bottom of his heart?

Perhaps, what he was nostalgic for was not the country of Chu, but the small wooden house outside the city of Chu, a wooden house with whom he had lived for months, where her wine was brewed, and her.

It turns out that he doesn't purely love the people under the country, and with his favorite, are those people unconsciously ignored by himself?

It's ridiculous that he always thought that he insisted on his beliefs and stood on the opposite side of this man, how ironic.