I've never heard Lingran talk about these things.

Never heard him speak of his father.

Her heart moved, and she looked down at Lingran.

The man frowned in pain, and his hand was drinking another glass of wine at some point.

He was drunk, very drunk.

"My dad...... No, Mo Zhi, what kind of person is he? ”

"He's got the talent to rule the world, he's thoughtful, he's talented, he's the person I admire the most in this world."

When he talked about Mo Zhi, Lingran's eyes were full of grief, and the wine glass was accidentally dropped to the ground by him.

He reached out and fished it out, but it was too far away for him to pick it up.

It's just that I'm just looking at the water stains on the ground, and I'm in a trance.

"He likes to drink the most, and he loves to make wine."

"He—he should be the Lord of the world."

"The bloodline of my family's Xiaomian is inherited from him."

"However, my family is a little more like her mother, and they are all peerless beauties."

Completely reminiscent of memories, Lingran can't stop talking.

Mother?

Mo Mian's eyes lit up, and he bowed his head in surprise, "Who is my mother?" ”

Mo Zhi never mentioned anything about her mother in front of Mo Mianzhi.

Not even a name.

"Shhh......h

"But I want to know, Lingran, I want to know."

Lingran just shook his head, saying that he couldn't speak.

It seems that even if you are drunk, there are some things that you still can't tell.

"Don't make a fuss, you won't want to know."

After Lingran said this, he fell asleep in Mo Mianzhi's arms.

Mo Mianzhi smoothed his long hair and tied it up with a hosta, only then did he help the person up.

Walk slowly into the house.

Mo Mianzhi set up an enchantment in the middle of the house as he concocted, but the difference was that the people who were in the enchantment couldn't get out.

After doing everything, Mo Mianzhi walked towards Su Mu.

The boy had not changed, he was still meditating, and Mo Mianzhi stretched out his hand towards Su Mu.

"Su Mu, wake up."

She wanted to know how a demon cultivator could use the pure spiritual power of immortal cultivation without any impurities.

Aren't you afraid of two spiritual powers fighting in your body?!

Mo Mianzhi could find out that it was actually because Su Mu had transmitted spiritual power into her body before, and at that time, he had already been injured just by transferring the magic power in his own body.

How could he use such pure spiritual power to meditate.

Apparently impossible.

However, as long as Lingran is sober, I am afraid that she will not be allowed to touch Su Mu.

Then the doubts in her heart really can't be solved.

She shouldn't be so confused.

Because of Mo Mianzhi's call, the young man's eyes moved, and he slowly opened them, and without waiting for Mo Mianzhi to say anything, the young man's body suddenly turned into a streamer and scattered, and the entire village collapsed.

The glitzy exterior spreads out, revealing in front of people, full of ruins and broken walls.

The thunder and lightning that split the heavens and the earth cut through the darkness in front of him in a bright opening.

Rain cats and dogs.

In an instant, Mo Mianzhi's body was soaked.

Her eyes were open, completely confused.

The person in front of me was gone, the house not far away was gone, and everything was as if it had never happened.

It turned out that she had been living in the illusory enchantment that Ling-dyed cloth for her.

Compared to the world in the enchantment, this place is like hell-

The real realm of northern Sichuan has become completely ruined.

There are traces of ruin everywhere, lifeless.

Only the thunder and lightning roared down, and the real people were dizzy.

How, how could this be——!

What the hell is going on.

"Spirit Dye—"

"Sumu—"

"Brother Ning—"

After being dazed, she reacted and shouted the names of these people, but what responded to her was only the earth-shaking thunder.

A thunderbolt struck, and Mo Mianzhi's pupils trembled suddenly.

Although the light flickered, she still saw the figure.

On the high mountain, the man stands on the edge of the cliff......

Mo Mianzhi went straight to the sword.

When they reached the base of the mountain, they were blocked by an enchantment.

"Lingran, what's going on, you let me in!"

She didn't know why Lingran was struck by lightning, but with such a big thunderbolt, could he really stand it?!

The loosening of the barrier that trapped her should also be because of these thunderbolts.

She didn't know how long he had been standing under the thunder and lightning, but the bad feeling in her heart was getting stronger and stronger.

She clenched the Qingyou Sword, and with the moves he taught her, all the spiritual power gathered on the sword, and slashed down with one sword!

She was shaken back by the barrier and fell to the ground.

The strength backlashed, and a mouthful of blood was vomited.

She stared at the figure on the high mountain, and even though she was far away, she could clearly see the spirit dye.

The clothes, which had always been as white as snow, were now full of blood.

Thunder and thunder slashed down.

It's like a knife is ripping out her heart.

Bloody.

How could this be, how could this happen.

She split several times, but the enchantment bounced off.

The rain poured down and fell on her, all like pins and needles, her body hurt, her heart hurt even more, and the pain made her unable to breathe.

She finally made sure of her thoughts.

Do you want to watch him be hacked to death?

Why are all the people who were left behind?

What about death?

The living person is always the most painful one.

I can only hold on to my memories and live in a blur.

Why bother.

"Lingran, if you dare to die, I dare to die with you!"

Under the heavy rain, her voice broke through the sky.

With a roar of exhaustion, Mo Mian fell to the ground like a force.

Physically and mentally exhausted.

Why should such an important matter be hidden from her?

Say what you like.

Say what my little sleep.

It's all liars!

"Ha, there's even a fish that slipped through the net."

A gloomy sound accompanied by the sound of rain came into Mo Mianzhi's ears.

But Mo Mianzhi's heart is now full of spiritual dye, and he can't care about that person at all.

The man was carrying a long sword in his hand, and he rushed towards Mo Mianzhi.

Killing intent Ling Ran.

Seeing that the man was about to rush to Mo Mianzhi, Mo Mianzhi's fingertips moved slightly, and the Qingyou Sword flew out from the side, directly piercing the man's neck.

The man's eyes were bloodshot, and he didn't even know how he died.

The Qingyou Sword shook slightly, and the man's soul had not had time to float out of his body, and he had already been absorbed by the Qingyu Sword.

"You, are you alright?"

Su Mu dragged his tired body from the side, and when he saw that the man was dead, he let out a long breath.

He has been chasing and killing this man, he is the culprit of the disaster in northern Sichuan, and he is also the culprit who caused the catastrophe, no, it can be said that he just took advantage of this catastrophe.

However, before that, Lingran set up an enchantment in each village to protect the only remaining people.

But the rest of the demon souls all died under these thunderstorms.

Mo Mianzhi sat up from the ground and looked at him with blank eyes.

"Explain."

She was stained with blood, and when she looked up at people, she looked like she had crawled out of hell, her eyes were red and she looked horrible.

Su Mu paused, hung his head, and his hair was on his face.

"Whoa—"

The rain suddenly fell heavily, and the thunder that fell from the sky, and the loud sound drowned out Su Mu's voice in an instant.

Mo Mianzhi looked at him and understood his words.

He said.

[The National Teacher is in the crossing, and we can't help.] ]

Yes.

Can't help.

Their cultivation like this, under this kind of lightning strike, if they can't hold on, their souls will be scattered in an instant.

Mo Mianzhi raised his head and looked at the ethereal white figure.

Scold......

Su Mu coughed and looked deeply at the figure.

If she knew the truth, would she hate herself?

He gritted his teeth and dragged his injured body over, bleeding along the way, and soon it was washed away by the heavy rain, and there was no trace at all.

Su Mu hesitated for a moment, patted Mo Mianzhi's shoulder, and said, "You don't have to worry too much. ”

"The national teacher has lived for so long, he has to go through such a thing every thousand years, he has endured it so many times, and this time, it will definitely be fine."

Su Mu didn't know how to comfort Mo Mianzhi, so he could only say that.

But as for whether she listened or not, he didn't know.

He sighed and placed an enchantment around her to keep the rain out.

At this moment, the person who had not spoken suddenly spoke.

"This time it's different."

"What do you mean?"

"His spiritual power is ...... collapse"

Yes, instead of gathering, it is collapsing.

Su Mu's pupils twitched slightly.

She noticed?!

Su Mu opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he couldn't speak.

Ever since the beginning of Sleepless Meditation...... It's actually been more than a year now......

And this thunder has not stopped since half a year ago.

What a sin this is!

"Will he survive?" There was a long sound, full of the smell of heartbreak.

"Yes, he is a national teacher, and he is the last god in this world."

Su Mu looked up at the people in the distance.

No one knows how much it hurts when those thunderbolts hit the body.

The center of a thunderstorm.

The man had already seen Mo Sleep.

His heart sank completely when he saw her break through his barrier and walk out.

Seeing that she was injured by the barrier he had set up, he wanted to go down and save her.

But he couldn't.

Xiaomian, I will survive.

No one knew when the thunder would stop, and the rain slowly stopped the next day, but the sky was dark and there was no light at all.

Northern Sichuan was originally a fairyland-like place, but at this time, it is even more miserable and desolate than hell.

Lifeless.

Mo Mian stopped here, that is, he did not eat or drink for several days and nights.

Su Mu was worried about her body, so he could only take advantage of the fact that the two of them were knocked unconscious and taken away when she didn't care.

At this point, even if she is a cultivator, this body will not be able to stand it.

And after Su Mu left with Mo Mianzhi, a figure slowly appeared on the ruins.

As soon as he stepped out, golden light burst out of his body, directly breaking through the barrier.

"Lingran, I treated you as a friend and saved you with my life, but I didn't let you die in vain, after all, my daughter likes you so much."

The man's voice was clear, and the figure was already standing in front of Lingran's body as he spoke, and his fingertips slowly pointed at Lingran's eyebrows, and the golden light bloomed, blocking the earth-destroying thunder.