Mo Yue kept covering the golden light that overflowed Mo Han's body, but the golden light was dissipating everywhere, and she couldn't cover it at all.

Why, I hold the Six Realms of Life and Death, but I can't save you.

Mo Yue's crying can't help herself, how can I save you, how can I save you.

Mo Han just touched Mo Yue's cheek, and a smile seemed to fill the corners of his mouth after revenge: "Yue'er, is your heart hurting?" If your heart hurts, have you ever felt what I felt, have you ever thought about how I would live alone if you died? ”

"You're so cruel." Mo Yue's heart hurt to the extreme, but she broke into a smile, and her beautiful smile was like Manzhu Sawa in the underworld, bewitching and evil.

Flowers bloom for a thousand years, flowers fall for a thousand years, and flowers and leaves never meet.

Love is not cause and effect, fate is destined for life and death!

"It's just a little better than you." Mo Han struggled to prop himself up and kissed away the tears from the corners of Mo Yue's eyes.

"You've tried your best to get back my empty shell of three souls and seven souls, and if I destroy this immortal body, you can live, right?" Mo Yue kissed Mo Han's cold lips back.

The person who used to be as hot as the sun, but at this time, his whole body was like a piercing thousand-year ice, Mo Yue hugged him, and he didn't know whether he was cold, scared, or sad, and his whole body was shaking uncontrollably.

Mo Han hugged Mo Yue's trembling body tightly and whispered in her ear: "Forget me, you won't be in pain." ”

A ray of golden light, with a devastating momentum, deprived Mo Yue of all the memories of Mo Han in his mind, without the slightest nostalgia and reluctance.

The golden light is prosperous, the war is gone, and the Six Realms are peaceful.

Memories are always full of sadness, life in the world, the most painful, is life and death, the people who walk in front enjoy peace, but the people who remain live in the thoughts of day and night.

Forgetting, sometimes is also a kind of happiness.

Mo Yue has been sleeping for a hundred years, waking up in the chaotic space, she has forgotten all the things related to Mo Han, but she only remembers one thing, that is, if she can die, she can save a very important thing.

It's a pity that the cursed immortal body is so easy to die, and three thousand years of attempts have been fruitless.

Three thousand years of silent guarding, Mo Han has not bothered Moyue again, and his life is about to end.

What Mo Han can do is to use the remnants of the divine power that has been barely gathered for three thousand years to pick up all the three souls and seven spirits scattered everywhere in Moyue, and give her a life like the beginning, looking at the world and worry-free.

It's a pity that the soul attached to Younier's body is now incomplete, and the black scar on her face is not only her spiritual root, but also because of the attachment of the soul of the Yin, but it has been torn apart.

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The wind and snow in Nanzhao are still raging!

On this side, Younier stood in the pavilion for a long time, feeling a little cool, so she went back to the house, confirmed that there was no one around, closed the door tightly, and took out the box that the master gave her, the box was not big, she had been in her sleeve since she arrived at Youchen's house, and she was not seen.

The box opened, an ordinary jade ring was revealed, if you just look at the appearance, it is not inconspicuous, You Nier put the ring on her hand, it is a little big, silently recite the spell taught by the master, the ring will successfully fit with the finger, and her white finger together, looking extremely harmonious.

This ring was made by Mo Han himself for Younier, not only can it put dead things, but even people can enter it, but Younier's Taoism is still shallow, so she can only go in alone, and it is also so that she can save her life at a critical time.