"That guy experienced it just now, and now I'll let you experience it, don't worry, I won't let you have a chance to escape" Nangong Mo said with a smile, her fingers moved slightly, and the spiritual rope tied to Wu Yan's body was tightened by her fingers.

"Hmm......" A muffled snort of pain overflowed from Wu Ji's mouth, the mortal flame really couldn't hurt him, and he couldn't do anything with him, but this was not an ordinary mortal fire, but a phoenix true fire, a phoenix true fire that burned all the darkness in the world......

"Heh, what do you think this little flame can do to me" Wu Ji chuckled, although he knew that this flame could extinguish himself, but he had already sent a distress message to the priest, that is, Mo Tong.

He believed that the priest would save him! I won't leave him alone!

"Oh? Can you do anything, wait and see" Nangong Mo, shouting to Fengying to come and see him, walked back to the slave, knelt on the ground and hugged her tightly, a tear fell silently on the slave.

A trace of green light quietly appeared on the slave's chest, faintly flickering, the slave's fingers moved slightly, and then returned to the original, all this happened too quickly and disappeared too quickly, so Nangong Mo didn't notice it.

I don't know how much time has passed, Wu Ji went from disappointment to disappointment, from disappointment to despair, he could no longer bear it, and shouted in despair: "Master! The hosts!"

He was not reconciled! Unwilling to be so dissolved!

He didn't understand, he didn't understand why Mo Tong didn't come to save him, and he didn't understand until he died!

In the dim Demon Palace, Mo Tong held his head with his hands, only to feel that the voice was extremely boring, and with a wave of his hand, he cut off the connection between Wu Ji and him.

There is a master-servant contract between the two, and the master-servant contract in the demon world is even more terrible than that in the mortal world.

Yes, although desperate, he shouted Mo Tong over and over again, praying for some hope for Wu Ji, and when he felt that Mo Tong unilaterally terminated the contract and completely cut off the connection between them, Wu Ji collapsed!

"Why! Why" Wu Ji shouted unwillingly, over and over again, but to no avail, he never waited for Wu Ji, just watched himself being burned to ashes by the flames.

As soon as Wu Ji died, the world returned to tranquility, and Nangong Mo just sat on the ground and held the slave's body without saying a word, her eyes empty.

Si Yecao stood not far away, wanting to go over to comfort her, but she didn't dare to walk over.

I don't know how long it was, Ye Chenxi finally walked over with steps, gently helped Nangong Mo, and hugged her from behind: "I know you're sad, but people can't be resurrected after death, and you also hugged her for revenge, don't be too sad, okay?" ”

Nangong Mo didn't react, just continued to hold the slave's body, she was sad, so sad that she remembered her previous life, she thought that she had enough strength to protect the people around her.

The slave's death made her understand that she was still too careless and weak, if she could have been more vigilant at that time, would this not have happened?

Will the slave live well?

"Xi, I know why you're sad, I don't blame you for this, I really don't blame you" Si Yecao sighed, stepped forward, put his hand on Nangong Mo's palm, and held it.

If there is anyone in this world who knows Nangong Mo best, it must be the lost grass, that is, Si Ye Cao.

Si Yecao's level of knowledge of Nangong Mo can make Ye Chenxi step aside.

Even if Ye Chenxi is Nangong Mo's lover, even if Ye Chenxi knows everything about Nangong Mo, no matter how much she understands, it can't compare to how much she got along with Nangong Mo in her previous life.

Therefore, at this time, only Si Yecao knew why Nangong Mo was sad.