Seeing Xu Mo wake up, the little fat man in red looked at his fingers in shock, he was shocked by what he had done.

"No, it won't!"

The palm of his left hand grabbed the fingers of his right hand, staring at Xu Mo and shouting incredulously.

Now, he was surprised and delighted, his words could not express, yes, he had just performed the awakening technique in his dream, and he did not expect his immortal art to be built at all.

However, he really succeeded, and it was the first time to use it, but seeing Xu Mo close his eyes again, the red-clothed little fat hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed Xu Mo's shoulders and shook Xu Mo vigorously.

After he shook like this, Xu Mo calmly opened his godless eyes, looked at him fixedly, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Why did you save me?"

Such a clueless sentence really stopped the little fat in red, so he turned his eyes to Li Deyu for help, and kept blinking.

His action happened to be caught by Xu Mo, and he raised his head very hard to look at the strange man, praying to find some answers.

Everyone on the boat focused their eyes on him, Li Deyu grabbed his hair that was neither long nor short, and reluctantly walked towards the red-clothed little fat under the gaze of everyone.

When he walked in front of the two, Xu Mo repeated the question just now hoarsely again, and then calmly waited for Dahan's explanation.

When the question came, Li Deyu was a big head, two big heads, and there was no way to talk about it, after all, telling the real thing would make him very faceless in front of the person in front of him.

At this time, seeing Li Deyu's helpless appearance, the red-clothed chubby hurriedly said to Xu Mo with a smile: "Do you still need a reason to save people?

"Is it just a whim?" Xu Mo first muttered to himself in a low voice, then took a deep breath, and said with a self-deprecating look in his eyes: "Then do you know that you are saving a person who has the will to die." ”

When the words fell, he raised his hand, and when he wanted to do something, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and directly dyed the entire face of the chubby man in red red.

Then his head drooped, and the little chubby who was supporting him in front of him was stunned, yes, he was so confused by this sudden incident that he forgot what he should do for a while.

Fortunately, Li Deyu next to him reacted very quickly, looked at Xiaopang and pursed his lips and said, "Young master, no, Lord Immortal King, let's help him into the ship's room!"

"Why?"

The red-clothed little fat asked subconsciously, after all, he hadn't reacted yet, he had been in that dazed state, and he didn't react for a while.

Facing the question of the chubby man in red, Li Deyu said very naturally: "Let him stay in the boat room first, let's go to dinner! Don't you kid want to have lunch?" After finishing speaking, he stretched out his hand to Xu Mo, picked him up and walked towards the boat room.

"Eat!" Xiaopang reacted at this time, exclaimed in surprise, turned his bloody palm over his body, took out a pair of chopsticks, and hurriedly ran towards the place where he ate.

The crowd of onlookers kept shaking their heads, they had seen this kind of thing too many times, and they didn't bother to talk about anything more.

Li Deyu, who was holding Xu Mo, also sighed leisurely when he heard the footsteps, and secretly thought to himself: This young master is good at everything, but his belly is a little unbearable because of nonsense and never being full.

Gently put Xu Moping on the wooden bed, pulled up the futon next to him and carefully covered him, looking at Xu Mo's calm face, Li Deyu smiled, didn't say anything, turned around and left directly.

......

The scene kept replaying, destroying Xu Mo's fragile heart over and over again.

"Alas!"

A distant and ethereal sound shattered these images in an instant, revealing a pitch-black space and Xu Mo who was shrunk into a ball of squatting there.

Hearing this, Xu Mo straightened his head and looked ahead blankly, and asked with a wry smile: "Who are you?

After speaking, he stretched out his arms, but there was no response to him, only the unknown space echoed his voice.

After a few breaths, the voice said again: "Ninth Generation, you are very cowardly, could it be that Xiao Fan of the Eighth Age died in vain like this?"

"Who the hell are you, my business, when will it be your turn to shout?"

With no roots and no trace, Xu Mo kept turning around and looking for it, and roared angrily in his mouth.

However, he searched for a large circle, but he did not find any trace of the sound, so he gave up the search and stood silently waiting for the other party's reply.

"Hey, this is the ninth life, no wonder that guy in the seventh life tried his last bit of will, and he had to remind him loudly. The mysterious voice didn't answer his question, laughing at itself.

The words did not shy away, as if they were simply said to Xu Mo, and Xu Mo was also extremely speechless about this.

Listening to him, this thing should also be a certain life of his own, and for some special reason, there is also a trace of consciousness in his body.

"Yes, that's right, Lao Jiu, your guess is right, I am your sixth life, and the eight of us all have a trace of consciousness in your body. The voice continued to speak, contemplating slightly, and said again: "A few of us, I was afraid that you would encounter a crisis, so we all did it. ”

When his words fell, Xu Mo, who was originally stunned and thinking, couldn't wait to ask: "According to the meaning of your words, there is still a trace of consciousness left in the eighth life?"

After his words came out, the space around him suddenly tightened, and a person with a faint light appeared in front of him, although he could be vaguely seen, his figure was blurred, and he couldn't figure it out.

"Naive, the eighth life has been completely detached, and a trace of his consciousness has already been used when sending you out. The person who had just appeared shook his head slightly and said with careful recollection.

His words made Xu Mo show a look of understanding, and then asked with anger: "Sure enough, why didn't the six of you make a move at that time, was it just to survive?"

"There's a reason why we don't make a move, not because it's ......!"

The one said softly, but before he finished speaking, he was ruthlessly interrupted by Xu Mo.

"That's enough, the eighth life is dead, and now you are satisfied?" Xu Mo shook his hand, shouted at the light and shadow with an angry face, turned away, and ignored him no more.

When Xu Mo said this, he was not sad, thought about it, sighed slightly, and said: "Alas, Lao Jiu, whether you can listen to it or not, I just want to say to you, 'Time is reversible, the long river is still there!'"