After Cang Fuchen woke up, he stood up and came to the Lotus Lake, the white lotus floated towards him from the water, the lotus emitted a white light, the light was very weak, different from the previous lotus, this lotus flower was very small, only the size of the palm.

This is the Time Lotus, through which you can see what has happened in the past, and the price is to endure the whipping of the spirit, and the longer you look at it, the greater the price you pay.

Cang Fuchen's eyes crossed with regret, he stretched out a hand and waved it on the lotus, his voice was low and cold, his expression was very unnatural, and the eyebrows on his forehead were tightly wrinkled, "The deity wants to look at the past from the perspective of sound." ”

"Yin, do you still hate me, why did you leave in the first place, why did you leave our home?"

"Didn't you say you wouldn't lie to me, didn't you say you would always be with me?"

The voice of the dust kept ringing in this empty space, and he questioned over and over again, questioning the unknown person, questioning himself or the person in the past, there was no one in this place except him.

"Moyin, Moyin, with my surname, in your name, life after life, traction fetters." The corners of Cang Fuchen's mouth were self-deprecating, do you think you can abandon me when you die, it is impossible, I tell you that it is impossible, I use my surname and my life to bind you for life.

"Moyin, I will find you, even if it is the end of the world, even if the yellow spring is blue, I will find you back." Cang Fuchen's eyes were bottomless, he pursed his lips after speaking, and picked up his hand unnaturally, he bit his finger out of a hole, and then dripped blood into the white lotus.

In order to start, it must be the blood of the initiator.

The blood of the heart, the contract that will not change for ten thousand years.

Cang Fuchen did not hesitate to choose to drop the blood of his heart directly into the white lotus, he knew that the blood of his heart was just a dispensable thing for him, he was no longer a god, he was no longer a human, these no longer had any effect on him.

On the contrary, these things are a burden to him, a responsibility that he wants to abandon but cannot abandon, and he hides in the dark only because he is too timid and weak to face those things, and does not want to remember what happened in the past.

The moment the blood dripped in, the surrounding environment changed, becoming more and more blurred, and then a picture appeared, a moving picture, the people in it were moving, and any scene inside was moving, which was to be in it.

"Did the picture you want to see start with her consciousness?"

"Yes, I want to see the moment she met me."

"The price paid will not be returned, I will give you what you want, and you can't go back what I want."

"Okay." Yin'er once said that he was not from the Aotian Continent, she was from another continent, a continent above the Aotian Continent, and the Aotian Continent was nothing more than an abandoned continent.

"Give a picture as a gift for you."

"Okay."

At night, the darkness of the hand is not visible, and all the darkness seems to be shrouded in this night, which makes people shudder

An agile figure shuttles through the woods, almost blending into the surrounding trees, without a trace, here is the best protective color, easy to hide the aura, but also a good place to destroy the corpse.

"That person still refuses to let me go Man, I gave it, the status was given, and the cultivation was also taken away, and there was only Yin'er left, why did you kill them all" The woman was holding a baby in her arms, the corners of her mouth rose slightly and hooked up a mocking smile, her eyes were full of coldness, and her tone was full of contempt and disdain.

The little white lotus reminded Cang Fuchen with a loud voice.

No, she must not be let go

Their relatives are still in the hands of Mrs., letting her go means letting go of the opportunity to save their relatives, a trace of bloodlust flashed in the eyes of those people, and they rushed forward desperately.

"You want my life," the woman's eyes crossed with disdain, "even if the cultivation is abolished, you can't kill me." ”

Sprinkle poison powder and take advantage of the chaos to escape into the woods.

"Yun Ran" A cold voice sounded behind her, Yun Ran turned her head, it was her father, and her father, who had broken off her kindness, came to Yun Ran's side in three or two steps.

"Father, children are not filial." Immediately after, Yun Ran looked at his father with an expression of disbelief, this is the poison that his father is most proficient in, and the poison-contaminated zhen ci entered her skin, "Why is my father like this?"

She looked at her father in front of her, her eyes full of puzzlement, "Why." ”

Yun Ran's father raised his eyes slightly, looking at the dying and struggling man, his throat moved lightly, and he seemed to be a little unbearable, but just for a moment, the man's expression changed, and his expression was a little colder than the person who had just stabbed him with the sword of the cold night, "Because you fell in love with someone you shouldn't love and blocked someone's way." ”

Yun Ran's hand clenched his heart, and there was a burst of discomfort and depression there, and he didn't have the strength to say it, and his body staggered back a few steps, and he was about to fall.

"I'm your daughter."

The man didn't mean to help at all, he didn't look over his head lightly, a cold tone came out of his mouth, and he lowered his head, "Ran'er, I'm sorry, my father has no choice but to do this, don't worry, Yin'er I will help you raise her, and I will find her a good family, you can leave with peace of mind." ”

Yun Ran glanced at the baby in her arms, reluctantly, closed her eyes with tears, her body trembled faintly, the poison invaded her body, and she would eventually lose in her feelings

Before the last trace of consciousness disappeared, she finally unconsciously shed a line of tears, child, my mother is sorry for you, I just hope that the child can take care of you.

Time seems to have passed a century, the baby in the arms slowly became conscious, wanted to open his eyes but helplessly the eyelids were too heavy, wanted to move only to find that the whole body was weak, the whole body was faintly sore, and the head was groggy and could not exert a little strength.

Darkness, boundless darkness, her head was dizzy, as if her soul was out of her body, pulled by a pair of invisible hands, I don't know how long it took, slowly waking up from the darkness.

The surroundings seemed to be quiet, with a strong fragrance and a hint of blood.

The head is still dizzy.

Hey, where is this?

The baby opened her eyes and looked around, in a strange place, and then she looked at the woman on the ground, what was going on, she was being held by a man, and the man took out a bottle, which was the corpse water.

Huh

Suddenly, she found her clothes, her hands

What's going on

The clothes were twice as small as the hands of the ancients

How did I get smaller

Alive, only to find out that he has become a child, and that he is still a swaddling baby.

The person on the ground disappeared, and the man shed a tear after the woman disappeared, and then looked at the baby in his arms, "After all, it is the child of the rebel, how can it be an ordinary person, grandpa wants you to be an ordinary person." ”

"Bump"

Yunyin felt a faint pain in his head, he was wasting his spiritual root, without the spiritual root, it would be the same as waste, he endured the pain and wanted to resist, but she couldn't do anything about the baby.

Is this the loved one of this body?

actually abolished her spiritual root, and the absence of spiritual root means that she will be a waste in the future, a weak and deceitful person. This world where martial arts are respected is like this, whoever is weak, don't want to have a good life

Because the Waste Spirit Root was too cruel to her when she was still a baby, Yunyin lost consciousness and passed out after being Waste Spirit Root.

After waking up again, he found himself being held by a boy, the boy in black had a cold face, completely without the innocence of a child, his clear and deep eyes seemed to be able to see through the bottom of people's hearts at a glance, the handsome nose bridge, perfect thin lips, ink-like green silk scattered on the shoulders, dressed in black like ink, noble and cold momentum, but people did not dare to approach.

Now Yunyin couldn't speak, she heard the young man's cold and indifferent voice say to the old man, that is, the person who claimed to be his grandfather's self-cultivation, "She is my master's child" Although it was a question, he carried an undoubted affirmation.

"Yes, but she is a waste, if you take her away, she will not be productive, it is better to stay in this house, not worry about eating or drinking, and be an ordinary person."

I don't like to hear this sentence, it's not up to you to say the waste, you are embarrassed to say it. Yun Yin glared at the old man, who didn't pay attention, because a child who was only a few months old, how could he have a memory.

"Feng Ao Nine Days." The four words fell, still indifferent, but without the coldness that made people fall into an ice cellar, he looked at the baby in his arms seriously and seriously, and there was a light in his eyes that others couldn't understand.

What Yunyin didn't expect was that this teenager's evaluation was so high, if it was put on others, it was estimated that he would have given up on himself a long time ago.

"You have to take this child away," the grandfather turned around slowly, squinted his eyes slightly, and asked coldly.

The young man said helplessly: "This seat owes the master a promise." ”

This Yun Yin thought carefully about this self-proclaimed in his heart, this should be a person with a lot of status, then, and at the same time, he should be very capable

"This child has the blood of my Yun family on his body, and you want to take it away without evidence, isn't it a bit too much?"

There was an indifferent sneer on the young man's beautiful face, the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes, cold to the bone, cold as ice, deep as a pool of eyes like an unfathomable dark wave, staring coldly at the grandfather, "Your Excellency wants to fight against this seat"

This young man is young, but he is already the owner of the valley, and his status is not something he can offend, and I don't know whose order he took this child away.

The young man pushed the man away and flew away from here on a crane, Yun Yin muttered in his heart, "Where are you going to take me?"

The man seemed to see what Yun Yin was thinking, "Take you to a safe place." There was mixed emotions in his voice, and the pain in his voice could be heard.

Cang Fuchen looked at the person in front of him, his heart couldn't help but tremble, he saw the person who was thinking about him, at that time, she only had herself in her eyes, and she was the only one by her side.

"Master, Yin'er knows it's wrong." The girl lowered her head, said with a trembling tone, her eyelashes were stained with sparkling water, and she thought to herself, kneeling to the sky and kneeling to her parents, she has no parents, and the master is not wrong with her nurturing grace.

"Moyin, do you remember what the master said to you?"

"When you stop, when you stop to rest, don't forget that other people are still running, everything that happens to you is not a coincidence, what you get, is what you give." Mo Yin's thoughts were racing, she thought about it for a long time, and finally she raised her head and tried not to escape his gaze, the master's words, Mo Yin knew very well in his heart that he didn't need an apprentice who was discouraged by playthings, he wanted to cultivate himself into a person like him.

Mo Li frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and then regained his calm expression, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but he didn't speak, waiting for Mo Yin to finish speaking.

"Master, the apprentice knows that he is wrong, he will not sneak out in the future, and he will not be pretentious, but, master, the apprentice is a waste without spiritual roots, why do you want the apprentice to train like everyone else, these trainings have no effect on the apprentice."

The training of people with spiritual roots can be promoted as soon as possible, while the training of people without spiritual roots is equivalent to having no effect, she doesn't understand why the master just refuses to give up on himself, or he has spiritual roots.

"Go on." The master's voice is still cold, his white clothes are fluttering, his indifferent face is not smiling, and he is holding the beads in his hand and turning, that is the temple host got the beads, he turned them one by one, the beads are found by himself, and he also made them himself, the master believes in Buddhism and likes the Great Compassion Mantra.

Mo Yin was stunned for a moment, she didn't expect him to be so calm at all,

"Moyin, you are not a waste, you are the apprentice of this seat, and your master is Moli." He said this sentence as comfort, and sympathy didn't seem to be, "Moyin, you won't be a waste without a spiritual root, and the master doesn't have a spiritual root, but the master is not also a hegemon now, it doesn't matter if the spiritual root is there, the important thing is to have a stronger heart, perseverance, and an indomitable spirit." ”

Looking at the tall person in front of her, Mo Yin suddenly felt that the master, who was originally like a beam of sunshine, had too many things behind him that she didn't know, and even for her, it was a mystery.

She has never really understood the person in front of her, and this person has only a handful of things to say to herself, and he is a person who is not good at words and is used to being alone.

"I know." Her eyes flashed, but she didn't answer the question. She will remember people who are genuinely good to herself, because there are not many such people, and there are only a few in a lifetime.

"Your grandfather is outside the main hall." Mo Li left after speaking,

He should be glad that someone had come to take her away, she was a young lady, and he didn't know if she would leave here for the rich and noble land.

I was so indifferent to her, she might leave, but for some reason, thinking that she would leave, I felt a little lost, and my heart was tightly gripped, as if I was about to lose something.

Is "Grandpa" the grandfather who abolished his cultivation, if it is really him, then don't blame her for being polite

The road is narrow, the high-sounding, sanctimonious hypocrite, and the departure of his mother is not related to his grandfather

Mo Li sat on a stone, his upper body leaned slightly, sitting cross-legged, holding the windmill in one hand, today is Mo Yin's birthday, the flying car is a gift he made for her, the blue windmill, turning with the wind, it is noon, looking at the sparkling water in the sun, Mo Li's eyes are blank and his thoughts don't know where to go, Mo Yin is a person who has relatives in the world, today he can no longer keep her, her relatives found Mo Yin's father, and planned to forcibly take Mo Yin.

I don't know if Moyin will choose to leave

If she didn't want to leave, he stayed with her.

If she wanted to leave, he secretly protected her.

The first is to protect openly and honestly, and the second is to hide and protect in secret.

Mo Li got up, his white clothes fluttering, strolling on the road, he also had to go over to take a look.

"Who are you?"

When the man heard this, he immediately raised his head and looked at Mo Yin, his eyes revealed joy, and he said with certainty, "You are Yin'er" Looking at Mo Yin's clear eyes, without any reason, he was very happy, it seems that the person has not taught her to contaminate black and white, so that it can be easily controlled.

The breeze, the fragrance of flowers, Mo Li walked over gently, and took the cloak draped over his shoulders in his hand, Mo Yin felt that someone was coming, looked back, and then whispered: "Yin'er has seen the master." ”

The master is like a snowflake falling into the world, ethereal, the cold wind blows, the air raid is cold, it is very beautiful, a kind of beauty that falls into the mortal dust.

Sure enough, this girl is the child of the rebel girl, and it is really the same as her mother, it is disgusting, it seems that my guess is good, this girl does not have a trace of aura, it is really a waste, he is a thoughtful person, fortunately, her cultivation was abolished at the beginning, otherwise it is difficult to control.

"Hmm." Mo Li stood still, dressed in white, the Mo Li in front of him seemed to be quiet sunshine, without extra movements, he stretched out his hand and handed the windmill to Mo Yin, and said indifferently: "Happy birthday." ”

When the person heard this, he snorted coldly, and his eyes became sharp: "Yin'er is a child of my Yun family, and outsiders can't be allowed to celebrate her birthday, Lord Mogu please take it back, this kind of thing, the Yun family has everything, as long as Yin'er is willing to go back." ”

When Mo Li heard this, he looked at the man, his eyes were deep, like a silent pool, he couldn't be angry, this was her relative, for her sake, let it go for the time being.

Mo Yin shook his head slightly, then looked at the man, and said seriously: "This windmill is unique in the world, it is a birthday gift from my master, in what capacity do you deny my thoughts, you are just a stranger to me, and strangers should not be so impolite when they speak." ”

Seeing this, Mo Li smiled softly, not knowing whether it was because of the uniqueness or the attitude towards that person.

Mo Li stood there quietly, with a pair of eyes not sad or happy, quietly looking at the group of people, so many people came, and that person was very confident, was he prepared.

"This king is not a stranger, this king is your grandfather, and you are my granddaughter, we have a similar bloodline, the stranger should be your master."

"Grandpa, I'm sorry, I don't need it." Abolish my cultivation, and I'm embarrassed to say that it's my relative, I'm so thick-skinned, if it wasn't for the master's appearance, it is estimated that she would have been cold.

"What are you doing here?"

"Yunyin, your mother provoked a war between the two clans with her own selfishness, causing the catastrophe to fall, as the saying goes, the father's debts are repaid by the son, and the mother's debts are repaid by the daughter, you can confess your guilt"

"I've never heard of that." Mo Li stood up and protected Mo Yin behind him, his eyes were deep, and he said, "Mo Yin is the apprentice of this seat, if you want to ask about the sin, you will come to ask the sin of this seat, whose idea is this?"

Cang Fuchen felt that the spiritual power in his body was becoming more and more scarce, and his heart seemed to be pressed by a big stone and he couldn't breathe, he knew that this was because of the additional damage caused by his long-term viewing, if he continued to look at it, the memory stone would eat back against him, and his life would be in danger. 22