After defeating the Demon Turtle, Mo Xiao fell into a coma. Jiang Ling took Mo Xiao and left the Doom Forest and returned to the Divine Domain. And from Mo Xiao's coma to now, it has been a full three months. For three months, Jiang Ling tried countless methods, but he still couldn't wake up Mo Xiao.

"How is it? Is it still useless?" Three days ago, Wukong had successfully entered the divine realm.

Jiang Ling shook his head slightly. There was some helplessness on his face. "His mind is very disordered. ”

"Spiritual thoughts disordered?" Wu Kong frowned, and after that, the spiritual thoughts dispersed, and it was to sense Mo Xiao's spiritual thoughts. And just as his spiritual thoughts approached Mo Xiao, an invisible force directly dispersed his spiritual thoughts. "What is this?"

"There is a force within him that repels everything from the outside world. If it weren't for the fact that the power of my spiritual mind had reached the realm of eternity, it would have been me. Nor can it be approached. When Jiang Ling released his spiritual thoughts, he was also hit by invisible forces, if it weren't for the strength of his spiritual thoughts. He couldn't sense Mo Xiao's spiritual thoughts.

"Is he okay with the big brother?"

Jiang Ling shook his head, "I don't know either." Although it seems that there is no danger to life at this time, if the spiritual mind continues to deteriorate like this, then. It will cause the mind to collapse and eventually become an empty shell without a soul. ”

When Wu Kong heard this, his face sank, "Is there no way?"

"Nope. Jiang Ling's face was very calm. "I believe in him, though. ”

Wukong glanced at Jiang Ling, didn't speak, nodded, and smiled slightly, "Also, big brother, how can he lose in such a place." ”

In the void of space, there is an endless ocean. A figure, eyes closed, hovered cross-legged in the middle of the sea. After a long time, in front of that figure, a huge figure gradually emerged from the bottom of the sea.

And when the huge figure fully appeared, the figure sitting cross-legged suddenly opened its eyes. Then, behind him, there was an old man with white hair, touching his beard and smiling towards the figure.

"Are you here?" The figure sitting cross-legged was Mo Xiao, at this time, Mo Xiao got up and said coldly.

The white-haired old man smiled slightly, "It's been a long time." ”

Mo Xiao turned around and looked at the old man indifferently. "I thought you were going to hide for the rest of your life. ”

"Haha! Hide any longer, and you'll slap me out with one palm." The old man shook his head and smiled, with a kind face.

"Why do you want to seal my memory?" Mo Xiao looked at the old man with a questioning expression.

The old man stretched out his right hand and spread it out, and in the palm of his hand, there was a drop of crystal tears suspended.

Mo Xiao looked at the tears. In his eyes, a trace of guilt suddenly appeared. "Thank you. ”

The old man shook his head and sighed faintly, "If you want to thank her, thank her." ”

Mo Xiao took the tear from the old man's hand, and his eyes were a little moist. "She. Is it still there?"

"What do you say?" the old man asked, his face sinking. "Well, that's it. For you, she is dispensable in itself. The old man sighed softly, his voice full of pathos.

Mo Xiao stared blankly at the tears in his hands. fell silent. At this time, all of a sudden, I didn't know how to face the old man in front of me. "I'm sorry. After a long time, Mo Xiao spoke apologetically.

"Excuse me, is it useful?" the old man shook his head slightly. "Now that your memory has been restored, it's time for the old man to dissipate. The rest of the road is up to you. With that, the old man turned around, put his hands behind his back, and quietly left.

Mo Xiao looked at the departing old man and did not stop him. Gently clenching the tear in his hand, he turned around and looked at the huge figure behind him. "Is this the last gift you gave me?" Mo Xiao smiled self-deprecatingly, throwing the tears in his hand at the huge figure in front of him.

When the tears merged with the huge figure. A phantom figure of a woman in a white skirt appeared in front of the figure.

Seeing this, Mo Xiao gritted his teeth, held back his tears, and smiled at the woman. "Are you okay?"

The woman's phantom didn't speak, just stared at Mo Xiao coldly.

Mo Xiao lowered his head, shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Hehe, now you are just a tear of hers, not her." ”

"Is she important to you?" Suddenly, the woman spoke, but still stared at Mo Xiao coldly.

When Mo Xiao heard this, he was stunned for a moment, then raised his head and looked at the woman with an excited face. "You, can you understand me?"

"Is she important to you?" the cold voice sounded again, and the woman's face was still extremely cold.

Tears welled up in Mo Xiao's eyes, "Important." ”

"Then, why are you leaving?" the woman said coldly.

"Me. Mo Xiao was silent, not knowing how to answer, for a long time, Mo Xiao shook his head, "If I do it again, I will leave." ”

The woman's voice didn't sound again. In the next moment, the woman's figure gradually dimmed.

Mo Xiao watched the woman's figure gradually dim, clenching his fists tightly. In the next moment, a hand reached out, and a majestic vitality surged towards the woman's gradually dissipating figure. "Don't go, don't go!" Mo Xiao shouted, tears rolling down.

The woman still stared at Mo Xiao coldly.

"What's the use of you doing this?" The old man who had left before reappeared behind Mo Xiao. It's just that at this time, the figure of the old man is also illusory. It can be seen that the old man's time is running out.

"Is there a way to save her?"

"Her heart is dead. Even if you exhaust all your life, what you will save is just an empty shell. ”

Mo Xiao shook his head, "No! I can feel it, she, she's still there." ”

The old man looked at Mo Xiao coldly, "How long do you have to deceive yourself?

Mo Xiao was silent. The right hand was lowered, and then there was no vitality to maintain, and the woman's figure was dimmed again and slowly dissipated.

The old man looked at Mo Xiao's distraction now, and he also felt a little pity, "Why did you leave in the first place? If you didn't leave, would he be like this?"

Mo Xiao shook his head, "Even if I do it again, I will still leave." Mo Xiao said calmly.

"You!" the old man suddenly became angry. But then there was a helpless sigh. "That's it, your own choice, no one else can stop it, but I never thought that you were such a ruthless person. ”

Mo Xiao did not answer. In my mind, the figure of a woman came to mind.

"Ling Tian. Are you leaving?" a woman in a white skirt hugged a man's shoulders tightly, tears rolling down her cheeks.

The man's face was cold, and he broke free of the woman's hand, "I said it, don't stop me." ”

"You promised me. Protect me for the rest of my life. ”

The man turned around and smiled coldly, "Don't be stupid, okay?"

"Did you lie to me?" the woman froze in place, staring blankly at the man in front of her.

"Or else?" the man sneered, then turned and walked away.