Only Mo Lin was still awake, his first reaction was not to run away, but to shake his red soul, roll up Mo Ran, who was closest to him, and gently throw him out.

Then he flew up with a kick, hitting Baili Unruly in the chest, and kicked him out of the attack range of the clouds with just the right amount of force.

Then Mo Lin thrust the red soul into his waist and rushed towards Yang Li and Luo Qianqian, he shouted loudly: "Let's go!" ”

As she spoke, Mo Lin's left hand had already wrapped around Luo Qianqian's waist, making her heart flutter, as if she had returned to the past, as if everything in front of her was just a nightmare about to wake up.

The idea of killing Mo Lin melted at this moment, and Luo Qianqian finally woke up to the fact that she loved Mo Lin in her heart and was willing to be held in his arms like this for the rest of her life. The already dim Yin and Yang Twin Blades, which were not half murderous, could no longer be tightened, and when the long pair fell to the ground.

When Mo Lin's right hand went to pull Yang Li, Yang Li also woke up from his shock, not only did he not accept Mo Lin's kindness to save him, but without thinking, he stabbed Mo Lin's waist with his wolf fangs.

Mo Lin was caught off guard, he didn't expect that Yang Li would suddenly sneak attack at this time, his waist hurt, and the wolf's teeth had already pierced more than half an inch.

The spiritual energy in Mo Lin's body was suddenly discharged because of this sudden sharp pain, and his body sank down.

"Mo Lin!" Luo Qianqian let out an exclamation.

Yang Li succeeded in one blow, pulled out his wolf fangs and dodged against the rock wall to protect his body, watching as a large area of burning clouds shrouded Mo Lin and Luo Qianqian's figures.

"Let's go!" Mo Lin pushed violently, almost using the strength of his whole body to throw Luo Qianqian out.

Luo Qianqian only felt a strong surge coming, sending her body out, Mo Lin in front of her was getting farther and farther away, her hand covering her lower abdomen, and her pale face reflected a chaotic red light.

"Bang", Luo Qianqian fell to the ground, and at the same time as she landed, the clouds broke and locked Mo Lin firmly.

Mo Lin was originally facing away from the clouds, but at this moment, he turned around abruptly to protect Xiao Yueyao on his back. Collapse Cloud Chaos hit him in the chest mercilessly, Mo Lin snorted, a painful look on his face, and his body was completely knocked out by the huge force.

Like a kite with a broken string, he swung high and fell off the cliff, fluttering like a feather, and crossed an arc and fell into the unfathomable deep valley.

Being in mid-air, Mo Lin didn't know where the strength came from, he violently tore off Xiao Yueyao on his back and threw it hard, while his body fell even faster, as if he was sinking with the whole world, and disappeared like a meteor.

In the midst of everyone's attention, Mo Lin fell off a deep cliff.

Luo Qianqian was stupid, she sat down on the path, watching Zhu Pingman throw away Gongsun and beat Gu Yezi, kicked Tian Kaijiang away, caught Xiao Yueyao like a mad lion, and jumped off the cliff with messy white hair. She saw Baili Xi fall to the ground in despair, Xiaobai broke free from the net, and a black demonic aura swept past her eyes and threw straight down the cliff.

She could only see, but she couldn't hear anything. Yang Li said something in front of her eyes with a concerned face, but she couldn't hear a word. Her heart is full of Mo Lin, except for Mo Lin, this world does not exist.

I don't know when it started, Luo Qianqian felt that she was Mo Lin's person. Maybe it was when I was a child holding hands and playing at home, maybe it was when we went home together after school in the school, maybe it was when the two were fighting, maybe it was when I watched Mo Lin work hard for his dreams.

The two have had a shallow tenderness, a face-to-face intimate hug, and a farewell outside the city of a hundred soldiers, since Luo Qianqian was sensible, Mo Lin was her brother, her partner, her friend, her relatives, and her lover.

Two people take care of each other, snuggle up to each other, and take care of each other, although there has never been an agreement that they will never be separated, but they also miss each other.

Mo Lin, you shouldn't have been so stupid to save me, you could have escaped by yourself...... Luo Qianqian looked at the cliff where Mo Lin fell in a daze, and wanted to cry without tears. All the water in her body seemed to evaporate in an instant, making her feel like the world was spinning.

"Finally got rid of this obstacle." Tian Kaijiang got up, shook off the dust on his body, and said with a smile.

"Such a high cliff, and you are in turmoil, you will definitely die." Gu Yezi also got up and said loudly.

Except for the three elders of the Mo family, the others were not happy. Although the task of killing Mo Lin was completed, the scene just now really shocked everyone's hearts.

"Is Mo Lin really a traitor to the Mo family? His performance is more than anyone else's qualifications for the ink master. Tang Chuan thought in his heart, but he didn't dare to ask questions.

The Mo family is strictly disciplined, since the giant said that Mo Lin colluded with the demon beast to betray the Mo family, it must be right. No matter how much confusion and doubt there were in their hearts, everyone silently accepted the result.

Only Luo Qianqian got up blankly and came to the place where Mo Lin fell, her hair was messy, her black hair was scattered on her shoulders, let the mountain wind blow, she hung her head and looked down, only to see an endless profundity, with no end in sight.

"Qianqian......" Yang Li came to Luo Qianqian's side, he could guess Luo Qianqian's thoughts, lest she do something stupid.

Yang was sour, Mo Lin died, and he got rid of a big trouble in his heart, but somehow, he just couldn't be happy.

He could feel Luo Qianqian's heart that was sad for Mo Lin, and he also knew that Fang Cai's scene would be imprinted in Luo Qianqian's heart forever. Even if Mo Lin dies, even if Luo Qianqian may marry him in the future, this scene will remain forever, and it will be indelible no matter what.

He also felt the contempt of his teammates for him, if it weren't for his revenge, Mo Lin and Luo Qianqian would never have fallen into a desperate situation.

"I did nothing wrong. I want to come out, I want to learn the best martial arts, I want to be strong, I want revenge. So Mo Lin must die, no matter what he does......" Yang Li insisted on his opinion, he did not regret his actions. Although somewhere in his heart, he is also a little lonely.

There is also Mo Lin who is silently reminiscing, it is Mo Ran. He turned his head away, or the tears would be discovered.

Met Mo Lin in the confinement room, learned and made progress together, like a brother-like relationship.

Mo Ran hated himself for being a coward, he didn't dare to disobey the order of the giant, he didn't dare to come forward to defend Mo Lin, he could only watch him being knocked off the cliff, and he didn't even dare to cry out loud.

And Mo Lin's sacrifice to save people in the last scene made Mo Ran feel even more ashamed.

"Mo Lin, you can't die. You are such a brave and strong person, you are the most admirable ink master, you can't die! Mo Ran roared in his heart.

It was already late at night, not only Mo Lin was nowhere to be found, but even Zhu Pingman and Xiaobai, who were chasing down, were nowhere to be found.

The three elders of the Mo family all believed that Mo Lin would definitely die, and Bai Lixi, who was in charge of this operation, also held this view, and the Mo people who completed the task returned to the village to resume their lives.

Luo Qianqian didn't go, she stood quietly on the edge of the cliff alone, the night wind was a little cold, the moon was like a silver plate, sprinkling cool moonlight, a chill spread all over the mountains, Luo Qianqian's figure was cast on the ground by the moon, looking lonely.

All the joys and sorrows have been turned to ashes, and the burning life is lonely. Luo Qianqian missed Mo Lin's words and deeds, every move, she felt that Mo Lin was not dead, he must be alive and well.

"You are not dead, and you are not a traitor to the Mo family. You are the best ink maker, and you will always be the ink Lin I know and are familiar with. I will live well, I will find out your grievances and wrongs, I will restore your reputation, and I will tell everyone that you are the best, best and most competent ink maker. Luo Qianqian thought about this, but she didn't shed tears.

Her heart was so distressed that she didn't feel it anymore. Her mood is not nostalgia, but a longing longing, which is carved into bones and will never be forgotten.

"I didn't know love before, if I could see you again, I would definitely hold you and never let you leave again." Luo Qianqian pursed her lips tightly, thinking with a pale face. She spread out her palms, missing the warmth on Mo Lin's palms, she shrunk into a ball, missing Mo Lin's gentle embrace.

There was something in her arms that was a little hard, Luo Qianqian reached into her arms, but what she took out was a miniature crossbow engraved with the word "Qian".

Countless memories appeared in front of him, on the square of the Dragon Slaying Festival, the crowd was surging, and Luo Qianqian carried a small lantern to look for Mo Lin's traces.

The thousands of people were rubbing shoulders one after another, but Luo Qianqian recognized Mo Lin's back at a glance.

In the colorful mountain forest of autumn sunset, two children were picking ripe and fragrant fruits, Mo Lin found a big and beautiful apple, handed it to Luo Qianqian and said, "Here you go." ”

Luo Qianqian took it and took a small bite, that kind of sweetness, I still can't forget it.

"Is it sweet?" Mo Lin was eight years old at the time, and asked drooling.

"Sweet ......" Luo Qianqian handed it to Mo Lin's mouth and asked him to eat it too.

Mo Lin took a bite, swallowed it contentedly, and said, "You can eat all the sweet apples." ”

"Aren't you eating?" Luo Qianqian asked suspiciously.

"Such a sweet apple, of course, should be reserved for Qianqian." Mo Lin laughed, grabbed a handful of purple berries and stuffed them into the innermost, the sour juice staining his lips.

There are many, many backs, one amazed the time, and the other was gentle for the years, and at this time, they all turned into a tear in Luo Qianqian's heart.

She finally knew that the relationship between her and Mo Lin could not be severed by anything, whether he was an ink master or a demon beast, in her heart, he was just Mo Lin.

"If it was me who fell, Mo Lin would definitely think the same." Luo Qianqian thought faintly.

The moonlight is like washing, the moon rises and the moon sinks, Mo Lin, where are you?

Where are you?

Luo Qianqian stood alone on the top of the cliff, the night wind blowing, blowing her long hair, chaotic like night......

Yang Li stayed at the foot of the mountain until there was a faint morning light in the sky, and finally heard Luo Qianqian's footsteps coming down the mountain.

He looked up and was stunned.

Hair is like snow, flying parting, overnight, a new look.

Joys and sorrows, a night of whiteness, has never been just a rumor, but now I have witnessed it with my own eyes, Yang Li suddenly looks like a clay wood carving.

Luo Qianqian was at a loss, and there was only one thought in her heart: Mo Lin, you must not die, I will wait for you, and I will always wait for you to come back.

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