"Senior brother, I'm sorry." Lan Yao's tears finally broke the embankment, and she took Mo Rong's hand and gently rubbed it on her cheek between words.

Seeing this, Gonggong Su hurriedly retreated, now this is the time of the two of them, and it is also Mo Rong's wish, so he naturally shouldn't interfere with the two of them too much.

"Fool, what's there to be sorry for?" The pain that has pressed on his heart for half a year has made him have to rely on drugs to sleep peacefully, but in fact, whether he drinks this wine or not, his body collapses.

"Senior brother, stop talking." Lan Yao stretched out his fingertips and gently wiped the bright red blood at the corner of his mouth, his face was already as pale as paper, and the flesh-colored lips became more transparent, as if this person was about to dissipate in this heaven and earth.

"Okay." Mo Rong responded softly, he felt that his eyelids were very heavy, he was reluctant, he tried all his strength to open his eyes, wanting to deeply reflect the figure in front of him in his mind, never forget.

Seeing this, Lan Yao hurriedly injected the spiritual power in her body into his body continuously, and she couldn't let him die.

I still remember when I first saw him, he was dressed in a black robe, and he carefully protected her in his arms, and he was so gentle at that time.

When she lived with her master and brother when she was a child, her clothes, her three meals a day, and the house she lived in were all taken care of by the gentle man in front of her, and he had already lived in her life and became a part of her.

Her feelings for him have long been deep in the bone marrow, spreading in every breath, she has never known that if this person really closes her eyes, she will live in pain for the rest of her life.

"Senior sister, stop. My physical injury is already irreversible, and the medicine is Master's. Mo Rong's eyes narrowed with difficulty, and he wanted to convert the spiritual power in his body back, but found that he couldn't pick up the strength at all.

Master, this old man, why do you always like to practice these strange medicines, Lan Yao cursed in her heart. The movements of her hands did not stop, her palms exuded a white luster, more and more prosperous, and the wisps of light did not enter Mo Rong's body little by little.

"Ice glass ribbon, spiritual blessing." She felt that the spiritual power in her body was being quickly drained out, and she hurriedly called.

The ancient artifact on her waist heard Lan Yao's voice and began to bloom, and the beam of light grew larger and larger, enveloping Lan Yao and Mo Rong.

She couldn't let him die, and she wouldn't blame him anymore.

Although the child was innocent, she believed what the child had told her, and they would see each other again.

But what about her brother? Is it that he will be separated from each other, and he will no longer be found in the Six Realms?

"Stop!" On Mo Rong's pale face, a trace of worry crossed his glass-clear eyes.

His junior sister was consuming a lot of spiritual power at the moment, and the whole person looked so weak, and the lips that should have been red like roses began to turn purple.

The spiritual power in her body had probably been depleted, and now she was only a medium connecting him to the ancient artifact. The Ancient Artifact unleashed all its spiritual power under her command, and unbridled spiritual power poured into his body through her body. How could a mortal's body withstand the abundant spiritual power of an ancient artifact? If this continues, she is likely to explode and die due to too much spiritual power.

"No, senior brother, I won't stop." After Lan Yao finished speaking, he closed his five senses and concentrated on being a medium.

Obviously, a large amount of spiritual power penetrated her body, making her internal organs as uncomfortable as if they were being crushed by a wheel, and it was very difficult to even breathe, but if she didn't save her, her senior brother would be like Cangyan, lying in the coffin and becoming a corpse without any temperature.

She couldn't afford to lose him.

"Master!"

Suddenly, there was a flash of fire in the sky, and a scream sounded, as if it was about to penetrate the Nine Heavens, and the sound was as loud as a sharp sword, causing everyone around to cover their ears. Suddenly, the flames came, and the flaming feathers fell and bloomed into a gorgeous flower.

"It's a phoenix!" I don't know who said it first, more and more people looked up, and above the sky, the nine-tailed phoenix, which had been red and translucent and dyed with raging fire, was hovering in the air.

The nine-tailed phoenix in Lan Yao's body felt a large amount of spiritual power speeding by, and wanted to guide some of the spiritual power through itself and then inject it into Mo Rong's body. But I didn't think that I didn't know why, the spiritual power in Lan Yao's body was like a wild horse running around like a wild horse, and finally forced her out.

"Master, stop." Leng Hui anxiously roared towards the light, but there was no response at all.

Leng Hui saw that there was no way to go on like this, so she gritted her teeth and finally walked towards the phoenix realm.

Master, wait for me.

Lan Yao, who was still conscious, no longer knew where she was in the rapid flight of spiritual power, she just felt hot, and every part of her body had traces of burns.

She's going to die, isn't she?

It's okay, if you're dead, you're dead.

"Young, young." Mo Rong called weakly and in a low voice, he raised his fingers with the last remaining strength, chanting the mantra in his mouth, and his fingertips faintly floated with blue light.

The blue light wave finally turned into a sharp sword, and he finally glanced deeply at the woman in front of him, and his lips slowly opened, "Goodbye, Xiao'er." ”

The blue light extended indefinitely, and finally pierced Mo Rong's chest deeply and bloomed into a brilliant blood flower.

His cyan robe was dyed red in a large area, and with the last faint breath, the eyes full of stars closed little by little, and the corners of his mouth pursed a gentle smile, and he finally stopped breathing.

He couldn't watch his sister die.

So, let's end it all with his life.

Mo Rong is not breathing, Lan Yao doesn't know here, the original abundant spiritual power can be evacuated through Mo Rong, and now that Mo Rong is gone, the spiritual power has nowhere to vent, and the crazy operation in Lan Yao's body spreads over her limbs.

She felt even hotter, as if she was surrounded by firelight, and her body was about to melt.

Hot, hot has nowhere to vent.

Suddenly, she felt a force of gravity hit her out of nowhere, hammering her chest, her three souls and six spirits were almost shocked out of her body, and she finally couldn't restrain herself and fainted.

The Heavenly Realm, the palace of the Snake Immortal Clan.

Fairy clouds are swirling, lotus leaves are fragrant, and all kinds of jade carved snakes are hovering on the hanging beams, their posture is beautiful, their faces are peaceful, and they are not as ugly as those snakes in ordinary times. The roof of the main hall is covered with glazed tiles, and the light penetrates into the hall through the glaze, illuminating the whole palace bright and spacious. The main hall is decorated with inverted bell-like flowers, the flower bones are like translucent luster, and the pink and purple are smeared in the stamens, as if dyed naturally.

A stunningly beautiful man sat gracefully on a throne of a dragon carved in gold lacquer, dressed in a white brocade robe, with his satin-like black hair tied up high and fixed with a golden crown, and a few strands of hair fluttering on his smooth forehead.

There were two or three gray-haired immortals beside him, their eyes were like torches, they were meticulous, and their faces were not very peaceful.

Suddenly, a beam of light sank into the man's body, and his body moved unconsciously.

The leader of the longest-looking immortal pinched the trick silently, as if he had calculated something, his eyes slowly opened, and he spoke: "Mo Rong's three souls and six spirits have returned halfway. ”

"And what about the remaining half?" Another fairy-looking immortal with a slightly peaceful complexion asked, his gray hair and his face full of ravines.

The immortal led by the leader raised his footsteps slightly, he looked at the gorgeous and colorful sky in the Nine Heavens with some coldness, and finally sighed slightly: "Recall all the remaining souls of Mo Rong, as the battle is about to break out in the realm today, and he can't be allowed to mess around like this anymore." ”

"Yes."

Everyone answered, only to see a few beams of light disappear into the clouds, and only the oldest immortal was left in this hall.

His clothes fluttered, as if he were about to fly in the wind.

He's too shrewd!

When Mo Bai went down to earth, he played a trick, and took advantage of everyone's inattention to extract half of his soul first, and entered the world with Lan Yao's steps, becoming Mo Bai, the son of the prime minister of Liang State.

The prime minister was highly meritorious, and repeatedly opposed Emperor Liang in the court, forcing Emperor Liang to be resentful and secretly murderous.

When Mo Bai was ten years old, Emperor Liang finally found a reason to behead the prime minister's family, but Mo Bai became the son who escaped. That year, he met Mo Rong, Mo Bai's other half of the mortal soul.

It's as if God is destined in the dark, and both of them have an inevitable determination to win the Liang Kingdom, so the subsequent games are all towards the destruction of the Liang Kingdom, but all of this was interrupted by Lan Yao.

As for why Mo Bai's other half of the soul turned into Mo Rong, it was naturally because he deliberately checked the book of life and death, and saw that Mo Rong, the senior brother of Lan Yao in the world, would drown at the age of twelve, so he deliberately seized that opportunity to enter Mo Rong's body and continue to live for him.

And this method changed his fortunes, and as a reaction he lost all his memories in the heavenly realm.

This is also why, Mo Rong is reluctant to kill Mo Bai, and Mo Bai always lacks a trace of gentleness.

Within the territory of Phoenix.

The phoenix is the only immortal clan that never sets up a palace in the heavenly realm.

Except for Lan Yao, who has a palace in the Heavenly Realm, after all, this is a gift from the Emperor of Heaven, if the Phoenix clan refuses, then the Emperor's mind is another matter, after all, the strength of several ethnic groups has been able to compete with the Emperor of Heaven.

There can only be one king in the heavenly realm.

"You say my son is in danger?!" Fairy Jin Yue was afraid of the case, her bright red robe swayed with her movements, and Chiqiong, who was sitting on the right side and peeling fruit, was slightly stunned, and he looked suspiciously at the nine-tailed phoenix in the air.

He only went to the secret realm to see her some time ago, and Lan Yao was still alive and well at that time.

"Yes, in order to save her senior brother in the mortal world, the master used himself as a medium to introduce a large amount of aura in the ancient artifact, and I was forced out-" Leng Hui couldn't finish her words, and with her scream, the contract she had concluded with Lan Yao was stripped away.

The Lord's life, the contract is there.

The master is dead, and the contract is destroyed!