The maid was paid ten thousand debts, and Zhuwu asked the capital.

Let's say that the son who turned back the way, who is it? Zhao Mengzeng, the son of the Prime Minister of the capital.

And this Xiangfu is the mansion where Mu Luo, the young master of the Wood Clan of the Demon Realm, sneaked out of the secret realm, stole ten thousand taels of gold ingots, stole porridge, and returned porridge. After Zhixi's death, Mu Luo changed his past wrongs, and decided to pay off his debts and pay off his debts, and what was attached was the body of Zhao Mengzeng, who was just four days old when the fourth aunt of the Prime Minister's son was born.

Zhao Mengzeng led a team of thirty-five elite soldiers, and hurried back to Zhao's house in Yuewu Village. Walking to the bamboo dock of Yuewu Village, before meeting Zhao Mengmo, the team sent out to hunt down Wu Gucuo and Jing Zhixi, they either raised swords or held knives, surrounded Wu Gucuo and Jing Zhixi, and killed the two of them.

At the last moment, Wu Gu mistakenly left the hilt of Zhanlu's sword in the green sac, Called by the master, he returned to his hands, he saw that everyone wanted to kill Jing Zhixi, but he didn't leave a trace of life, and his heart had already moved to kill, and he was about to raise Zhanlu to kill and resist the Zhao family, when Zhao Meng appeared.

Zhao Meng had recognized Jing Zhixi, although she was unkempt and scarred, he still recognized her breath at a glance, and when he saw the Zhao family slashing her, he shouted: "Stop!" ”

There is an honest old servant who has stayed in the Zhao family for decades all his life, because he received the capital silk convoy yesterday, so he recognized Zhao Mengzeng, and when he saw his order, he signaled his subordinates to stop.

At this time, Wu Gucuo and Jing Zhixi also saw Zhao Mengzeng, who gave orders. The three of them looked at each other, each with their own organs: Wu Gu mistakenly recognized Mu Luo, but no matter what his identity was, he didn't want to ask him for mercy; Muluo recognized Lihe, but he didn't dare to admit it, how could it be Qingqiu Lihe who was chased and killed by mortals in such an embarrassment? Zhixi is the most innocent and ignorant, she doesn't know why, she doesn't know who is coming.

It's a pity that after seventeen years, no one is anyone.

People are still those people, and their looks are still those looks. It's just: not unrecognizable, but things are not people!

The demon realm has declined, and the demons who live in the world are all sin demons, and they can't live anymore because they are separated from Zhixi, and they are attached to the human body, and they are still a last resort!

But what about Muluo, he was canonized as a god?! His father, Phoenix Wood, is dead, and he has inherited not only the throne of God, but also the position of the supreme glory of the Wood God Divine Lord! is such a god master, except for a seventeen years ago to find the soul of Zhixi, he still sneaked there like the separation of the year, and then never stepped on the heavenly steps again. is called repaying debts to comfort himself, but it's just a memorial to his unsuccessful relationship with Zhixi.

At that moment, time was frozen and even suffocated.

Mu Luo step by step, towards Zhixi. When she thought that the killer was approaching, closed her eyes and waited for death, Muluo hugged her tightly in her arms!

"Muluo! Men and women don't kiss! Wu Gu scolded. Even if he knew that at such a time and circumstance, he might not be the one who was in charge. It is true that he can kill all these incompetent people in front of him with just a broken sword, but what are the consequences? As long as he sacrifices Zhanlu and opens this killing ring, the one who will be alarmed is bound to be the heavenly soldiers and generals of the heavenly realm, and at that time, how will he deal with himself? Continue to fight, make trouble until the sky falls apart, and the universe is slaughtered? Or do you want to be caught, and let that ancestor arrange unwarranted sins for him, and completely stink his fox clan?

Which, as a last resort, he is not willing to gamble on his death, because, after all, it is not his own death, there are also the fox clan who have been wronged and treated for snow that he has been unable to find for more than ten years, and those innocent creatures in the Six Realms that he has to take into account even if he wants to fight.

Jing Zhixi pushed Mu Luo away, "Smack!" A heavy slap in the face of Mu Luo. The sword of his subordinates, the sword came out of the sheath, and was about to stab at Zhixi, but was blocked by Mu Luo's hand.

"In your heart, I'm really nothing!" Mu Luo's face is swollen, not a thin red envelope, but a lonely loss. He recalled the scene when he returned to Gouyu Mountain Jingyuan after Zhixi He's death seventeen years ago:

"As soon as I came, you left, and you really didn't give me a chance at all." Mu Luo walked in front of Zhixi's bones, soaking wet, with residual water dripping from his hair, and he sat down beside her, as lonely as he was now. At that time, her face was still beautiful, and her peaceful face seemed to be just sleeping. It was only when Mu Luo placed his hand on her cold hand that he could feel the stiffness of her bones, the coldness of a dead man.

"When I first saw you, I held your hand like this, your hand was so cold, and the hand was boneless and like a waste limb, you still blamed me for being thin, very angry with me, and ignored me for a long time. However, since then, I have foreseen that your life is imminent and the end is approaching, but this ending still caught me off guard, like a needle through my heart. Mu Luo held her dead unconscious hand, beat her chest, and burst into tears: "I hurt so much!" It hurts! The pain is so painful that I can't breathe, Zhixi, wake up, okay, give me a pulse and help me heal, okay? ”

However, his man cried bitterly, not waking up the dead Zhixi, but awakening Han Nian on the couch in the secret room. She stretched out her arms in the corners of the quilt that had been tucked for him, shielding her eyes, and in order to pass through the light from the window, in the direction from which the cry came, she lazily and willfully scolded: "Who is there? It's so noisy, it's so noisy that I can't sleep well! You hurt, I still hurt, I've been hollowed out! ”

Muluo looked at her and ignored her. Didn't speak again.

"Is it separation?" Han Nian mistook Muluo's handsome face over there for Liyu. It is no wonder that in the six worlds of the world, in addition to separation, who can have such a magnificent temperament. However, it's wrong, it's wrong, "Liyu, why are you crying?" ”

Hannian nervously parted, she struggled to get up from the couch, weakly came to the ground, walked unsteadily, stepped on the hard cobblestone ground, as if stepping on a ball of cotton, light and ethereal, she walked towards the place she thought was leaving, but when she got closer, she found that it was Muluo: "Who are you?" What about separation? I heard Lihe crying just now. ”

"Yes, he's crying! He was so wronged, how could he not cry? It's just that he won't come here to cry, he's dead! I don't know if I've entered the Yellow Springs or hell! Mu Luo looked at the ignorant Han Nian and replied, where in this world is there no sympathy for the same disease? are both demons who have fallen at the end of the world, and they have lost their love, so why don't they cherish each other? And to be so straightforward, sharp, like a knife, into the already empty body of the mind?

"What do you say?! Gone or dead? You are talking nonsense! Han Nian was incredulous, blaming him for talking nonsense: "Leaving and demonic power is one or two in the secret realm, who can kill him?" ”

"The ancestor from the chaos, the power of the desolation is condensed in his body, he is convicted of leaving the entire fox clan, now, the six realms are under the jurisdiction of the heavenly court, the fox in the demon realm, the captured are caught, the killed are killed, and the flood is killed, and before the soul dissipates, let me collect the corpses of him and Zhixi." Mu Luo looked at the ink fox in front of him, who was scattered due to the loss of the Mixed Yuan Bead and escaped the chase, and told her all about what happened outside when she was addicted to sleep.

However, he did not believe it. She slept for a while, but only for a short time, and had a nightmare like that, but when she woke up, the reality was even more terrifying than a nightmare?! No! She didn't accept it. She was angry and bloody, spitting blood from her mouth, and sat slumped next to Zhixi's dead body, her face stunned.

"He wants to die with Zhixi! Death, death, he finally got his wish! Mu Luo said: "Leave me, go to the corpse, and chew this pain little by little." I also want to self-destruct the original god! But the demon pestle didn't allow me, and now I complain that my cultivation is too low, and I can't even beat a spiritual weapon without a lifeless body! ”

"However, I could not find his body, he sank into the ice cave, and I circled his roots for 30,000 miles, but I did not find him." Mu Luo's tears, as he spoke, flowed out of his eyes.

Listening with his thoughts, he slowly chewed on the pain he had spoken. Yes, she realized that life is worse than death than losing the mixed spirit, isn't it?

The death of love lies in the fact that when it is there, you feel that everything is so taken for granted, as insensible as air, and once you lose it, you can feel the heart-rending pain that is hard to get again, and the pain that no matter how much you chew and lick it, you can't get rid of it.

Who hasn't been alone? Who can't understand the pain. Hannian, overnight, lost everything. Her father, her fox clan, her detachment.

"Childe! This lawless prisoner dares to be so presumptuous and beat you! It should be broken into pieces! Why did you stop me? Jiang Shan, the guard beside Zhao Mengzeng, surrendered his hand and asked for his life.

Only then was Mu Luo pulled back from that distant painful thought, and he realized again that he was no longer Mu Luo, but the childish son of Zhao Xiangfu, Zhao Mengzeng.

He looked at Zhixi, then at Lihe, and asked the servants of the Zhao family in the countryside: "How did these two people offend the Zhao family, why do you want to kill them all?!" ”

The simple, old-fashioned, and loyal servant stepped forward and reported the theft of 6,000 silk silks to Zhao Mengzeng truthfully.

Zhao Meng once looked at Zhixi, the corners of his mouth twitched up, and he smiled, smiling so clearly, without a trace of impurities: "Zhixi, I haven't seen you for many years, but your cultivation has grown a lot." No matter how weak he is, he can carry 6,000 horses of silk with his bare hands, and it seems that his arm has also recovered. ”

"What are you talking nonsense? Be all abroad. Jing Zhixi couldn't understand what he was saying, and muttered to herself, if it weren't for his innocent smile, she really wanted to slap him again to make him sober up a little. Reach out and don't hit the smiley person, do you?

What Jing Zhixi didn't understand, Wu Gu understood everything. Zhao Meng once walked to his side, punched him in the chest, and punched him hard, with a bit of demonic power: "Lihe, back then, I was entrenched for 30,000 miles, and I couldn't find you, and you didn't notify me when you lived, are you worthy of me going to heaven and earth to find you and her?" ”

Wu Gucuo was punched by him with only a few points of demonic power, and he fell to the ground in an instant, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding. His sense of powerlessness, Zhao Meng had sensed it the moment after he made a move, and his smile was retracted and replaced with solemnity: "Why, for more than ten years, your cultivation has been so low?!" ”

"That's natural, Wu Gu is wrong, in addition to having a good father and supporting him, his cultivation couldn't be worse, he went to our Zhao family that day, and he also became a gentleman on the beam! Voyeur too! The old servant heard that Zhao Mengmo accused Wu Gu of wrong cultivation, and he also accused, but the cultivation he said was not necessarily the cultivation that Zhao Mengzeng pointed to.

The cultivation of demons and the cultivation of people are very different, and they are thousands of miles wrong. People are not as good as demons. Arbitrarily inferior.

"Oh? Wu Gu is wrong? The corners of Zhao Mengzeng's mouth rose, and he asked with great interest, just like him, he also changed his name and surname. He motioned to the old servant to continue, giving people the impression that he was particularly concerned about the two people that the Zhao family's servants were desperately pursuing, and he seemed to be familiar with each other.

"Does Childe know them?" The old servant didn't dare to slack off, and continued to answer: "I heard that he also stole a burning stick from our Zhao family, and on the second day he left, the fifth woman looked for the old man for a long time, and finally, he went to ask the account room for instructions, wasting a soldering iron rod from Young Master Meng Mo, and acted as a power." ”

"This Zhao family is really wealthy, extremely stingy, a burning stick, I remember it clearly, and I am very careful." Wu Gu thought in his heart, and hurriedly squeezed Zhan Lu in his hand and stuffed it into his shirt, which can be regarded as 'hiding stolen goods': "Bai Li and Ah Bai Li, you are mixed like this, not to mention being a thief, the problem is that you were so daring to act back then, and now you don't even dare to admit a burning stick." ”

"Bai Lihe, Bai Lihe, you have become like this, don't talk about being a thief, the problem is that you dared to act so dare back then, and now you don't even dare to admit a burning stick." Zhao Meng once watched Wu Gu Cuo hide Zhanlu in his clothes, and what he was thinking at the moment was exactly the same as Wu Gucuo.

Exactly: when you meet your old acquaintance in another country, Zhuwu asks, and the world is different.