She got up and walked away, not daring to look back.

Each step was extremely heavy, and the vision in front of him gradually blurred, and tears fell uncontrollably like pearls.

At this moment, she didn't know who was crying? Is Bai Xiyan crying, or is Mo Yan crying?

Finally, she stopped by the door and spit out a low sentence: "Jun Muhan, thank you for loving Mo Yan so much." ”

If there is hatred, it is gone.

She thought that when she woke up, she would be completely swallowed by resentment, and she would feel nothing but killing and resentment.

But at this moment, the sharp pain in her heart was telling her that she still felt it, except for hate...... There are other sensations as well......

Jun Muhan may not know that his deep affection for Mo Yan is disintegrating the resentment in her heart little by little.

She was envious, but at the same time her heart ached.

Everything Shaohao did in her previous life, she didn't want to pursue it anymore.

She didn't want to know why Shao Hao was so ruthless? I don't want to know if Shaohao ever loved her?

The love and hate that used to be for Shao Hao just flew away like that.

They already owe no one anything.

What she has to do now is to kill the black hand who is hiding behind the scenes.

If Shao Hao in the previous life was the knife that executed the execution, then the Emperor of Heaven was the executioner who planned all this.

The flame of the divine soldier burned not only her body and strength, but also the one hundred and sixty-two lives of the Bai family.

They did not die at the hands of the demon army, but at the hands of the Protoss Heavenly Emperor.

Before the attack of the demon army, more than 100 people of the Bai family were besieged in the divine weapon array that had already been laid out by the top of the gods, and they were burned to death by the flames of the divine soldiers, because only by using the power of the Bai family's bloodline to help at the same time can her flesh and blood power be refined into that divine weapon that destroys the world and destroys the world.

For the sake of the world, the ego must be sacrificed, but why should the people of their Bai family die?

She chuckled softly, trying to ignore the inexplicable pain in her lower abdomen.

"There will be no time in the future."

With one last word, she vanished into a flash of light.

Jun Muhan didn't move, just leaned on the edge of the bed, was silent for a long time, and then responded in a low voice: "There will be no time in the future." ”

*****

In front of the solemn Spirit Temple, she looked at the purple-clothed and silver-haired figure in front of her, although it was the same appearance, she still recognized it at a glance.

"Big brother." She whispered.

She finally saw the last relative of the Bai family, she should have laughed, but tears welled up again.

"Xiao Yan, welcome back."

Bai Ze opened his arms to her.

She threw herself into the familiar warm embrace, and wept again.

"Big brother, I killed him, but I'm so sad. I don't know if I'm sad or if Moyan is sad? I suddenly regretted killing him...... He is clearly the reincarnation of Shao Hao, and there is nothing wrong with me killing him, but why does my heart hurt so much......"

Bai Ze didn't speak, just quietly hugged her and let her cry loudly.

Once loved and hated, right and wrong, no one can tell.

The pain of being refined by the life of a beloved can only be deeply appreciated by those who have experienced it.

He used to be afraid that after the pearl in the palm of their Bai family's palm, which had been loved by thousands of people, awakened, it would become a walking corpse who only knew how to kill and hate.

So at that time, he wanted to take Mo Yan as an apprentice, but he was afraid that in the end, Xiao Yan would completely lose himself, and he wanted to understand and control Xiao Yan's emotions and strength as much as possible.

But in the end, Mo Yan's girl didn't give him this chance at all.

But fortunately, his Xiaoyan still knows how to cry at the moment, as long as she can cry, it means that she still has feelings.