Wang Mo can't forget the woman who made her heart move, the woman who was willing to give up everything just for her own good!

"Ink... When you've done what you want to do, we'll go to Lecheng, okay, I... I've been with you all the time..."

All this, how could Wang Mo give up with one choice...

Lou Keming's memory, that scene after scene, is even more pervasive in Wang Mo's heart, when he saw Lou Keming's life, it was as if he saw his own memories.

Today's Lou Keming is the future Wang Mo!

For the rebirth of his sister, Lou Keming gave up the Yandi family, gave up the Xiandu, gave up all his brothers, and even his own soul, he gave up, became Changzun's slave, became his lackey, and fought for him.

If you don't see Lou Keming's memory, maybe Wang Mo's choice will be even more difficult.

If it weren't for the proposal of the Demon Lord of Emptiness, and without the words of a generation of Fire Phoenix, maybe Wang Mo would not have been able to make the biggest choice in his life until now!

A painful, but decisive choice!

After seeing Lou Keming's memory, Wang Mo once asked himself how he would choose if he had this day...

It's just that he didn't expect that this day would come so soon!

This day is like a catastrophe!!

Fortunately, in this catastrophe, Lou Keming's memory gave Wang Mo a path like his own...

"I don't want to be Lou Keming..."Wang Mo muttered in a low voice, the struggle in his eyes was gradually replaced by pain, but this pain revealed firmness!

"I don't want to be your slave!"

"I don't want to turn my back on their kindness because of my choice. Love is a pain that I can't let go, and everything I have done in my life as an immortal cultivator... It's just that in my life, it's not just love!"

"Like Lou Keming, I give up everything for family affection, and I am admired by Wang Mo for being pointed out by my conscience and a thousand husbands! Even if our relatives wake up, we will become puppets... I'm not going to choose..."

"Perhaps, your master can really revive my relatives, but he can do it, and I, Wang Mo, can too!"

"My Wang Mo's relatives, I want to resurrect myself!" Wang Mo raised his head, looked at Changzun who was stunned in the distance, turned around, turned into a long rainbow towards the endless starry sky, and left far away with a sad aura.

No one saw that two lines of crystal tears flowed from the corners of Wang Mo's eyes and fell into the vast sea of stars, disappearing.

"Leaves... Brother Yong... Yu Xiao... Do you blame me..."

There seems to be an indescribable force in the dark, which makes Wang Mo, after an indescribable struggle, also choose, but has no choice, and turns into Changhong and leaves.

If there was no lack of Demon Lord to let Wang Mo experience the first choice, if there was no generation of fire phoenixes to let Wang Mo endure the second test, his immortal heart, so that his belief slowly reached a point of being a generation of grandmasters.

What's more, if you hadn't entered Lou Keming's memory and saw pictures that were very similar to yourself, but the path he chose was completely different, perhaps, Wang Mo would really choose to stay... Become a slave to the Elder Honor...

Changzun's words were pointed on Wang Mo's death hole!

Even if he left the range of the Fire Crow Clan, even if the Fire Crow Clan behind him was permeated by the impact of the collapse of the Holy Land, a wave of flame qi blasted in all directions in a circle, destroying nearly half of the Fire Crow Clan in a row, and the fire light rose up behind Wang Mo.

The roar came faintly, shaking the starry sky, but Wang Mo was dazed, but he was not awakened at all.

His heart seemed to be torn apart, and it hurt all over his body.

I don't know how long it has been, the confusion in Wang Mo's eyes has gradually dissipated, and in its place, it is bleak, and the injuries in his body have also reached the point where they must be healed, otherwise, the cultivation will irreversibly regress.

Cultivating immortals to his level, ordinary injuries are not in the way, but once they are seriously injured, the severity of the injuries is already amazing, and if they are not careful, they will fall into cultivation.

Fortunately, as a killing god, his physical body is extremely strong in terms of recovery power, which is also the most obvious difference between Wang Mo and other immortals, the same injury, maybe it will take a hundred years for others to recover, but for him, the time will be shortened on a large scale.

Here, in the vast sea of stars, you can't see the edge at a glance, the dark starry sky, a little starlight, but there is no warmth, some, just cold, some, just Wang Mo's heart is filled with a strong sense of loneliness.

Wang Mo's life has gone through loneliness for nearly seven hundred years, he is already used to loneliness, accustomed to loneliness, the indifference on his face is not that he deliberately pretended, but under these hundreds of years of loneliness, slowly, there will be no other expressions.

He will, only indifference... Even smiles, very little...

The only constant in his eyes is the deep hidden indifference, the indelible sorrow, which accompanies him all his life and is unhappy.

In the bitterness, Wang Mo's injuries were even more serious, he staggered forward, shrunk into inches, and left the endless distance, in a starry sky of the stars, Wang Mo's figure appeared on an abandoned immortal cultivation star.

This immortal cultivation star may have had the glory of the past, or it may have produced a great immortal, but at this moment, all the glory has gone with the wind, turning into sand and stones all over the ground, and there is no aura everywhere.

Just like an old man who has come to the end, panting, struggling, unwilling to give his last breath, right now, the east of this Xiuxian Star is in the autumn cold, the autumn wind is slow, rolling the fallen leaves, the withered yellow color, looks like the brown spots on the old man's face, there is a desolate taste.

The autumn leaves dance with the wind, through the pieces of withered yellow, you can see a river in the distance, the river is roaring, winding to the north, beside the river, there is a black-robed figure, sitting there silently, letting the pieces of withered yellow autumn leaves, blowing beside it.

Wang Mo looked at the water, there were some autumn leaves, maybe the wind was tired, and they dispersed when they were sent here, so that those leaves were autumn yellow, floating on the river, and after being wet for most of them, they floated into the distance.

The fallen leaves return to their roots, but they are brought here by the wind, and they fall into the water, but in this life, they can't return to their hometown, I don't know where they are sent, maybe after a few seasons, they will become part of the silt at the bottom of the river, if they have a soul, this soul, or with thoughts, float out of the river, back to the hometown where it was born and raised.

In the river, Wang Mo's figure was reflected, and his face was clearly reflected, the pale face, the indifferent expression, and the sadness in his eyes seemed to be integrated into the river, and in the uproar, it flowed far away.

"It's time to go home..."Wang Mo muttered softly.

On the way home, in addition to the Great Boundary Sealing Array, there is another choice, and that is the Star Domain Crack, a jade slip sent by the mysterious woman.

Back then, the woman once said that she needed Wang Mo's help to explore a place, so she gave Wang Mo this jade slip, and told her that outside the array, open the jade slip, you can avoid the sealing array and return to the crack.

Wang Mo had studied this jade slip many times, and there were many formation seals in it, and some, even him, couldn't see it thoroughly.

It seems that many of the formation seals in it are by no means mastered by immortals in this realm, but come from another world.

However, Wang Mo was a master in the formation seal after all, although he couldn't see it thoroughly, but from it, he still saw the possibility of this jade slip teleporting him back to the crack, seventy percent!

Pinching the jade slip, Wang Mo did not open it, but retracted the storage space, the formation seal in this jade slip, if it is to be opened, it requires a certain amount of cultivation, this is still second, and the most important thing is that with Wang Mo's state at the moment, he will not let himself appear in front of the mysterious woman whose friend or foe is unknown.

hit the middle-aged man in the colorful flames, and this person also admitted that he was the identity of Changzun, but after calming down, Wang Mo couldn't help but be puzzled.

This person's cultivation is high and low, he can fight against the fire phoenix source spirit, he can use the moon in the well, and he has the technique of emptiness, he knows Lou Keming's affairs, and he knows his name.

"The fire he cultivated, and the colorful fire phoenix was transformed, it should be three generations of rebel fire... It's just that he is really Changzun..."The reason why Wang Mo judged the three generations of rebels to be Changzun before was precisely because he had analyzed that within the stars, the origin of Changzun was the most mysterious, and no one knew which race he belonged to!

In addition, there is another point, back then, in the Hook Tooth Endless Realm, Wang Mo once met a person, this person he later learned that it was a disciple of Changzun!

And that flame technique is definitely not something that ordinary immortals can cultivate to that extent, it is clearly to the point where they are about to explore the fundamentals.

This kind of everything made Wang Mo have a bold guess in his heart, and with some clues, Wang Mo judged that the three generations of rebellion were Changzun!

Because of this, the Changzun Society will know the reality of the broken place, and dare not make a mistake!

But now, after seeing Changzun in person, Wang Mo was suspicious.

Wang Mo frowned, there was no answer after half a sound, he sighed lightly, no longer thinking about it, but took out the few remaining pills from the storage bag, swallowed them all, sat there, closed his eyes and spit it out.

The autumn wind is blowing, and Wang Mo's figure is slowly blurred, as if it is integrated with the surrounding river and autumn leaves, even if an immortal comes here, he will not notice that there is a person sitting by the river.

Time passed slowly, and in the blink of an eye, it was three days, and in the three days, the injuries of the immortals in Wang Mo's body did not improve, but they no longer deteriorated, but most of his physical injuries were recovered.

Not counting his supernatural powers, the power that can be exerted by killing the god alone is equivalent to fifty percent when he recovers, Wang Mo knows that time is pressing, and he let the person who is suspected of being a long venerable be hit hard, and it will definitely set off a huge wave in this star, especially when he has a chase and kill order, and he has left the broken place, someone will definitely chase after him and ask for his life.