Everything in the past is still vivid, and the former heart is still clear, and finally all the bits and pieces of Xiaoqi's relationship with him have emerged, unforgettable, just like yesterday. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

A dream through the ages, Mo Mingzhi seems to have traveled through the long river of time, walking in the world of endless years ago, which is an ancient adventure beyond everyone's imagination.

Wake up from a dream, Yiren is no more, but in the deepest part of my heart, I have never forgotten the one who occupies my heart.

He had a fantasy in his heart, a hope in his heart, a hope in his heart, he didn't want to believe that a dream was just a dream, he wanted to find her one day.

However, everything was shattered at this moment, and the gentle and kind Xiaoqi had become a great murderer and an evil demon corpse.

Mo Mingzhi's heart was like being eaten by ten thousand ants, enduring endless torment, he was heartbroken, quietly looking at the familiar face in the colorful immortal coffin, tears flowed down his cheeks silently, extremely sour, painful.

The end of the world, the end of the world!

Eternal and long, vicissitudes of life, things are people, the body is gods, the most familiar strangers, the most strange familiar people!

Fate is too cruel, after waking up from a dream for thousands of years, after endless years, we meet again in this world, and it turns out to be this kind of ending.

At this moment, Mo Mingming's heart was empty, he felt that he had lost the whole world, and he had an urge to sleep forever, unwilling to face this cruel truth.

It's just that there are thousands of volcanoes erupting in his heart, and the endless anger swept straight above the nine heavens, and his whole person erupted into a dazzling golden light, faintly there were wisps of black mist swirling around it, and a mysterious force field spread, as if there were clusters of divine fire intertwined with gold and darkness burning outside the body, and his appearance became blurred.

Mo Mingming was furious, dancing wildly, and the hatred in his heart was gushing, and he wanted to engulf the whole world!

"Corpse God Dao dog cub, I want to let your bastard ancestor die without a place to be buried, he becomes a god and a demon, I will kill the gods and destroy demons for nine days, he will go down to the Yellow Spring, I will crush the hell and crush his bones and ashes! I will beat him into a place of no return, and he will not die well in life and life!"

Everyone present was dumbfounded, everyone looked at Mo Mingming in shock, looking at his murderous posture, there was only one thought in their hearts, crazy.

At this moment, everyone was silent, all of them were silent, the atmosphere became extremely oppressive, and the eyes of all the monks were cast on Mo Mingming's body.

When everyone in the Corpse God Dao saw this scene, they all showed stunned looks, and many people's faces sank, like a dark cloud with murderous intent and awe, the young man in front of him was crazy, and the hatred was monstrous, as if he had a deep hatred with them, but they really couldn't think of when they had a grudge against this young man, but this guy actually provoked the majesty of the Corpse God Dao in front of so many forces, even if there was no hatred, he couldn't stop there.

But there are also some people with deep cultivation who frowned, the young man in front of him seemed to be a little strange, and the whole person was shrouded in a mysterious power, isolated from the detection of divine sense, and he couldn't see the true face of the young man at all.

However, at this moment, the multicolored fairy coffin suspended in the void suddenly trembled, and the girl in the coffin with a pretentious appearance, her blood-red eyes swept towards Mo Mingming, she lightly opened her red lips, and asked a question: "Hmm......"

This ordinary note, like the sound of heaven, reverberated into everyone's hearts, as if flying from the hell abyss to the heavenly pure land, everyone's hanging hearts relaxed, not long ago the cold death breath dissipated, and everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, above the sky, the colorful fairy coffin overflowing with brilliance bloomed all over the sky, the fairy light was bright, the clouds were churning, the snow-white petals condensed out in the void, and they were sprinkled down one after another, and the refreshing fragrance permeated the heaven and earth, a scene of fairy spirit, as if it was about to fly immortals.

The colorful fairy light was shining, and the girl controlled the colorful fairy coffin, crossing the sky, like a rainbow bridge across the void, and with a "frightened" sound, she came to Mo Ming's body in an instant.

The colorful fairy coffin stopped in front of Mo Mingming, suspended in the air, motionless, the fairy peerless girl, with the cold and piercing blood-red eyes, gradually restrained, a pair of bright eyes like black gems appeared, and a pair of ethereal big eyes revealed a touch of wisdom, she stared at Mo Mingming in a daze, and slowly emerged with a confused look, muttering to herself: "This feeling...... So familiar!"

The voice is crisp and pleasant, and it looks very delicate, like an ignorant little girl, some confused, some innocent, and some playful.

Mo Mingming's heart was empty, nothing existed, and a complex and indescribable sour feeling made him almost crazy, after waking up from a dream, he met again in this world, but his body was a god, and he became the most familiar stranger, that was Xiaoqi's body, but she was not "her" anymore.

At this moment, he could only cry silently, tears blurred his eyes, he never found himself as fragile as a child, he wanted to let go of everything, screaming, crying loudly.

"Are you ......" There was a trace of confusion in the girl's eyes, and there was a faint hint of struggle, quietly looking at the tearful Mo Mingming, she asked softly: "Do we know each other? Do you know my name?"

The words are extraordinarily innocent, like a little girl who doesn't know the world, revealing a bit of childishness.

Mo Mingming's heart swelled with a sour and incomprehensible feeling, the unforgettable figure was in front of him, but he didn't know each other, his heart was like being bitten by ten thousand ants, his heart was painful, and his voice trembled: "I am Mo Mingming...... You are Xiaoqi...... I will never forget you no matter what...... But there's no way you're going to remember who I am anyway......"

"Mo Mingming, I seem to have heard this name somewhere, Xiaoqi? I seem to have heard it, so strange, why did I forget it?" The girl's big watery eyes were full of confusion, and her delicate little mouth pouted slightly, a little distressed, a little coquettish, and a little cute.

It's just that Mo Mingming saw her like this, but it made him feel like crying loudly.

Mo Mingzhi quietly looked at this familiar and unfamiliar peerless immortal face, and kept asking and answering in his heart: "Autopsy Immortal, what happened to her endless years ago, why did she become an evil autopsy immortal?! How did the consciousness in this body come into being now?!! )