Mo's soft voice was very indifferent, and he couldn't hear any emotional fluctuations at all.

Zhao Feng was stunned for a moment, and then he understood, this was because Mo Qingrou's subjective consciousness had not woken up yet, and what appeared in front of him now was Mo Qingrou's subconscious.

Zhao Feng had to apologize: "I'm sorry, I also had to do it as a last resort." ”

"Now that you know to apologize, leave it, you're not welcome here, stranger. ”

Mo's soft subconscious seemed to be about to disappear after speaking.

"No! No, my mission is not done!"

Zhao Feng was anxious, and appeared in front of the other party in an instant: "Do you know, your apprentices, Mo Zixun and them, miss you very much, and want you to wake up quickly!"

Mo Qing's subconscious seemed to pause after hearing Mo Zixun's name, and then she said indifferently, "What are you waiting for? I'm already dead." ”

For this Mo Qingrou, who appeared in Zhao Feng reluctantly now, "she" herself was indeed dead.

When she was seriously injured and then poisoned by Murong Tianji, she herself was very sure that she was not saved, so when her body was dying, her subconscious had already confirmed her death.

She obviously won't deny the facts she has already established.

Zhao Feng said in a deep voice: "No, you are not dead yet! I have already healed your injuries, and now as long as you wake up, you will find out!"

"For a dead person, it doesn't make any sense. ”

Mo shook his head softly and said, "I have raised them, and in the future, they should live on their own, and the children will always leave their mother's arms to live." What's more, I'm already tired, I want to take a break, so let's go, don't bother me anymore. ”

Only then did Zhao Feng know that Mo Qingrou couldn't bear that kind of pressure anymore and wanted to let go of the burden.

But......

"Are you really willing?"

Zhao Feng stared at Mo and asked softly, "Don't you want to avenge your parents?"

"Shut up!"

Mo Qingrou suddenly let out a loud shout, and a huge hazy image suddenly appeared behind her slender body.

Zhao Feng's spiritual sense was immediately under great pressure and exclusion.

An indissoluble killing intent suddenly appeared on her beautiful face: "I don't want to be like you, but do you have to look for death!?"

In Mo's gentle sea of consciousness, it was too easy for her to kill Zhao Feng's spiritual sense.

Zhao Feng immediately became nervous, but now he could only continue stubbornly, otherwise after he went out, the group of little girls would probably not let him go.

"Mo Qinggent, are you willing to just give up avenging them and die so inexplicably?"

"The enmity of your parents, and the enmity of your unborn brothers and sisters, don't you want to avenge them? And Mo Zixun, they are still so young, to them, you are their mother, can you bear to abandon them like this!?"

After saying these words, Zhao Feng suddenly found that Mo's gentle sea of knowledge had some fluctuations.

The dark space also had a slightly dull color, Zhao Feng's eyes lit up, and he knew that his words had an effect, so he continued: "Mo Qingrou, wake up, I have promised them to take you back, if you are really bent on seeking death, at least wake up and see them first, can you let them know that it is their mother who wants to abandon them, not that I have not done what I should do!"

"Shut up! Shut up!!"

Mo's soft subconscious fluctuated violently, and the outcome of her death conflicted with her desire to wake up to her daughters, and she began to contradict herself.

"Why don't you try to open your eyes and wake up?"

Zhao Feng continued to try to convince Mo Qingrou: "As long as you wake up, I can promise you and help you take revenge!"

"It's up to you, why are you going to help me get revenge?"

Mo looked at Zhao Feng softly and coldly: "Do you know who I am?"

"Of course I know, you're Mo Qingqing!"

"Stupid. ”

That Mo Qingrou suddenly showed a cold smile, and with a flick of her fingers, a black ball of light appeared next to her, and in it, her eyes were closed, and the one who curled up her body was another Mo Qingrou.

"Mo Qingrou" sneered: "She is Mo Qingrou." ”

Zhao Feng was shocked, what's going on? This is different from what he said!?

Suddenly, Zhao Feng had a flash of inspiration and pointed at her: "You are the so-called 'monster' who was targeted by those guys!?"

"Monsters, whatever you want. ”

A sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of Mo Qing's mouth, "It's not too stupid, so you know?For a monster like me, those little girls don't mean anything at all, Mo Qing's hatred doesn't mean anything to me, she's tired and doesn't want to bear those burdens anymore, it's her own choice of death, not me." ”

"Moreover, after her consciousness is dead, her body belongs to me, why should I let her wake up?"

"Do you really think so?"

Zhao Feng stared at her and suddenly smiled: "If you want to occupy her body, then why do you have to protect Mo Qing's soul from dissipating?"

"You didn't seem to notice the change in yourself when I first talked about them, did you? You don't want to admit that you care about them too, and you actually miss them too and don't want to leave them, do you?"

The expression of "Mo Qingsoft" is cloudy and uncertain, and she replaces Mo Qing's subconscious, and she is not good at lying.

Although she and Mo Qingrou are completely different consciousnesses, she will also be affected by Mo Qing, and she really cares about Mo Zixun and them.

"In that case, why do you have to choose death with her? Why don't you try it when you have a chance to wake up?"

“...... What's your name?"

"Zhao Feng. ”

"Very good, I remember your name, I can give you a chance, as for whether you can wake her up and let her choose to continue to live, it depends on whether you have the ability to do it. ”

"Mo Qingrou" said coldly: "In addition, remember what you said, if she really chooses to continue to live, then you must help her avenge." ”

"If you can't do it then, I don't mind killing you instead of her!"

The killing intent revealed at the end of "Mo Qingsoft" was definitely serious, and Zhao Feng, who had inherited the memory of the Black Narcissus Emperor, was also palpitating.

"Wait! What should I call you?"

"Just call me Mo soft. ”

"No, that's her, not you!"

"Ridiculous, I'm just a monster living inside her, does the name matter?"

"Whether it's a monster or not, at least the name is a symbol of self-existence, and if you don't even have a name, isn't it even a denial of your own existence?"

Mo Qingzi was silent for a moment, her face cloudy, and after a moment, she turned around, and her figure slowly disappeared.

But before she disappeared, she still left a word.

"Troublesome guy, whatever you want, just call me Ink Shadow. ”

(End of chapter)