"This is here?" Mo Yu opened his eyes and looked at the world around him.

Above, around, and beneath his feet, there was darkness, and the whole world was covered in a pitch-black light, wrapped in chaos. There were still a few drifting clouds in the sky occasionally, and a faint smoke rose in the distance, and the mist was soft and ethereal, like a thin veil, leaving a faint shadow at the end of the darkness.

Mo Yu lowered his head and looked at the ground, looking at his own reflection. Only then did he realize that he was standing on the water.

Because of the light, he didn't pay much attention to his feet.

A cool breeze blew from nowhere, ripples appeared on the surface of the water, and then swung away. The waves of water continued to expand, spreading in all directions, but the ripples continued to dim and disappeared at the end.

Mo Yu sat on the surface of the water and touched the plane of nothingness with his hand. The moment his fingertips touched, the coolness quickly penetrated into his fingers, making him shiver.

He stretched and felt bored.

The water was flowing, but he couldn't feel it, he just felt like he was sitting on flat ground.

One or two pink petals moved along the current, briefly appearing in his field of vision.

Mo Yuyi was overjoyed and wanted to get up to touch them, but the petals flowed very fast, drifting farther and farther, and before he could react, a pink figure appeared, and there were many more.

He looked back and saw a large tree standing behind him, full of pink flowers, and the fragrance of the flowers slowly drifted away. Around the tree, there is a delicate light around. This light, like fireworks in the dark, is brilliant but gentle.

Mo Yuyi looked around, it seemed that in this dark world, only this place was a pure land.

Just as everything in the world is chaos, and this big tree is the source of this world, and the flowers that fall are civilizations, they follow the current, wander aimlessly, and then stop somewhere, and slowly grow.

He stood up and walked towards the tree, his hand gently caressing the branches of the tree, and a faint admiration floated in his heart. He withdrew his hand and looked at the tree in silence.

This old tree exudes a strong and distant sense of vicissitudes, like a hermit who has been in a deep situation, watching the wind and clouds surge.

The clouds in the sky fluttered at will, turning into any shape, but they could not stop and rest. In contrast, this tree is much more indifferent.

"This is the fate of the cloud, and probably my fate. Mo Yu muttered, lying leisurely by the tree, raising his hand, trying to pinch the floating clouds, but all this was just a fantasy.

Mo Yuyi closed his eyes, too lazy to think about what kind of place this was, and didn't want to know how to get out. In such a quiet environment, it is rare to have some peace, so why leave in a hurry.

"Mo Yuyi..."In the distance, a female voice slowly floated in and reached his ears.

Mo Yu got up suddenly, looked over, and on the calm water, the girl walked over slowly......

"Let go of her!" Zhuyun rushed into the prison as if he was crazy, and looked at Mo Yuyi viciously, with blue vitality gathered in his hands, "Mo Yuyi, sure enough, I thought things too simple!"

"The cloud... Brother Yun... He... He... He's not a feather... Brother Yu..."Zhu Ziying's face had turned red, and she struggled to say these words, and the green tendons on her forehead protruded.

"No matter who you are, let her go first, Ziying is innocent. Mo Chen also rushed to the scene, and the pale yellow power in his hands was wandering.

"Innocent, are the people of Heichen still innocent?" Mo Yuyi said, in that voice, the female voice was much louder, which also surprised Mo Chen and Zhuyun.

However, Zhuyun didn't pay much attention to it, and the vitality in his hand had become lightning, ready to go. "If you don't let go, I'm not kind to you!" he raised his left hand, allowing Mo Yuyi to see the wandering lightning.

However, the other party sneered and threw Zhu Ziying directly at Zhuyun, and the power in his hand gathered and broke the chain.

Zhuyun took it, and when Mo Chen saw this, he hurriedly rushed to "Mo Yuyi" and tried to stop him. But with a wave of the other party's hand, a gust of wind blew, directly knocking her to the ground.

"Mo Chen!" Zhuyun turned to look at her.

Mo Chen stood up and waved his hand, indicating that it was okay, but "Mo Yuyi" was nowhere to be found. "If he escapes, it will be bad!" Zhuyun hugged Ziying, and couldn't help but feel anxious.

The corner of his clothes felt like he was being gently pulled, he looked over, and saw Zhu Ziying's face haggard, and he said with difficulty: "Brother Yun, please... Please... Be sure... Bring him back..."

"Okay, okay, I see. Zhuyun hurriedly nodded in agreement.

"Mo Chen. Zhuyun handed Ziying to her and said, "Ziying will trouble you to take care of it, I'll go after Mo Yuyi." ”

Mo Chen nodded, and then Zhuyun immediately ran out.

A tear crossed the corner of Zhu Ziying's eyes, and she leaned against the stone bed, looking at the entrance of the cave.

Mo Leiling was cultivating in prison, and suddenly, when he opened his eyes, his handprint changed, and a black power spread from his body, and then the color slowly faded.

He let out a cloudy breath and stood up at once.

At this moment, his hair had all turned black, his face had returned to blood, and he looked much more energetic.

"This is the real me!" Mo Lei Ling smiled, the strength in his body had all recovered, and with this Xuanliu, he also had a certain self-healing ability.

At this moment, there was a noisy sound outside, and he felt a little uneasy in his heart, so he immediately walked over and asked the guard, "Brother, do you know what happened?"

"Well... It seems to be Mo Yuyi... It's out, and it's also... Still... It also hurt a lot of people. The guard looked at the source of the sound in horror and replied with a shudder, his hand shaking uncontrollably, and the spear in his hand shook with it.

"Damn, it is. Mo Lei Ling violently exerted force, and purple qi burst out from his body, only a few loud noises were heard, and the iron chains wrapped around his limbs and the prison gate were broken. The guard was startled, he watched as Murray Ling walked out, but he didn't have the courage to stop it.

"Brother, listen to me," said Mureling, who looked him up and down, walked over and patted him on the shoulder, and then said meaningfully, "A soldier can die on the battlefield, but he must not be dominated by fear. ”

"Mo Yuyi" looked at the people leaning against the stone wall, they snuggled up to each other, helped each other, took care of each other's wounds, showed a sweet smile on their faces, and slowly put down their originally clenched fists.

"Then who, what are you doing?" A soldier walked by, and when he saw the back of "Mo Yuyi", he was a little unfamiliar, so he asked, "What about you!"

"Mo Yuyi" didn't pay attention, but the originally quiet airflow suddenly became chaotic, flowing out of the body with bursts of aftermath and swimming around the body. When they saw this, they were startled, and they leaned close together and looked at him in horror.

Seeing the appearance of the Xuanliu, the soldier also felt a little uneasy, and stepped forward tremblingly, raising the spear in his hand and pointing at the other party. "You... You... Turn... Turn around. He said in a trembling voice, "Quick... Hurry up!"

"Mo Yuyi" looked at everyone's surprised faces, and there was a chill in his heart, he turned around and saw the horror on Xiaobing's face, and his eyes were panicked, as if he was looking at a monster.

His pupils suddenly shrank, and he said slowly: "I remember, it's this expression, and this feeling......"

"That guy from outside, what about you, turn around!" Mo Ming (5 years old) heard the voices of several children behind him.

The taller child, who was the leader, was surrounded by a group of children, as if he had become a child king, and walked over arrogantly. He held his head high, his eyes were arrogant, and he said to Mo Ming: "What about you, if you are not obedient, I will make you look good!"

However, Mo Ming glanced at him, and then continued on his way.

Seeing that the other party ignored him, making himself very shameless, the child Wang Yi gritted his teeth, walked up quickly, grabbed Mo Ming's shoulder, and pulled back.

Mo Ming was caught off guard and fell to the ground.

"Dare to ignore me, don't think that Elder Mo Hao has adopted you, you are the eldest lady,!" The child king's eyes were full of contempt.

Mo Ming wiped the dust off his body and slowly stood up, staring into the other party's eyes in silence.

"What are you looking at?" the child king asked, seeing her like this.

"Your eyes... Like a weakling," Mome muttered.

Mo Yuyi's hand suddenly stretched out, grabbed the soldier's throat tightly, and pulled the other party over.

The creep was startled, the weapon in his hand fell, and he hurriedly slapped his arm with his hand. The people next to him immediately stood up and stepped back a lot, screaming and cacophony. They looked at the two from afar, and exchanged ears.

"Help... Help me..."The soldier's feet were already off the ground, and he fluttered, reaching out to the people behind him, trying to send out a rescue and ask for help. When the people saw it, they stepped back a lot.

"You are a hard-working child, you have protected these nobles again and again, but when you are in danger, look at these people, who can help you?"

Mo Yuyi's face sank, and as soon as his palm was forced, he could only hear a crisp sound, and the soldier stopped struggling, tilted his head to one side, his hands slowly hung down, and his feet stopped fluttering. A tear dripped down his cheek and onto Mo Yuyi's hand, and the temperature made him frown slightly.

Mo Yuyi let go of his hand, and the corpse fell to the ground, his eyes staring at everyone.

"Dead... Dead man!"

"What are we going to do?"

"Don't come, don't come!"

“......”

The moment the corpse hit the ground, the crowd immediately became chaotic, constantly fleeing towards the periphery, and the originally narrow aisle suddenly became crowded.

"Mo Yuyi" turned around and looked at everyone coldly, and all the ghosts and mysteries on his body poured out, forming the face of the devil.

"Go and bury him!" he waved his hand, and then the pile of Xuanliu swarmed up and flew towards everyone, and for a while, the scene was chaotic. They were like outlaws, shoving, screaming, fleeing in all directions, chaos.

In a stone cave, Shen Tuo stood alone facing the wall, which was carved with the marks of swords, recording the tragedy twenty years ago. At that time, the stone cave was being built here, due to some special reasons, there were serious disagreements within the black dust, and finally the soldiers met each other, and peace was exchanged for bloodshed, and now in retrospect, the bloody scene at that time is still fresh in my memory.

Slowly, there was a sound of footsteps and stopped at the door.

Shen Tuo didn't understand, and said: "I'm not in the mood today, let's talk about it another day." ”

The footsteps sounded again, but instead of getting smaller, they became much clearer, getting closer and closer.

Shen Tuo was a little impatient, turned around with a frown, and said, "I'm not in the mood to ...... today" Suddenly he was stunned and didn't continue.

I saw a palm, with a dark red flame, slapping towards me.

Shen Tuo was caught off guard and could only deal with it hastily. He raised his hand and palmed it into his palm, and the aftermath shook off, and both of them took a few steps back. Shen Tuo leaned against the wall and exhaled, barely resisting the attack.

In front of him, "Mo Yuyi" showed a weird smile, exuding a cold stream on his body, staring at himself deadly.

"Mo Yuyi... Why did you come out?" After all, he had seen a lot of the world, Shen Tuo looked at him carefully, and soon understood what was going on. "Or... That, why do you want to be here?"

"Mr. Shen Tuo is really unusual, he can see through it so quickly. "Mo Yuyi" sneered, black ripples swimming in his fingertips. "However, it is a little hasty for you to take this palm like that. ”

Saying this, Shen Tuo hurriedly looked at his left hand, and a black mark appeared on his palm.

"Is this?" he asked, frowning.

"Don't worry, it's not poisonous, it's just that it will continue to absorb your vitality, it won't be long, it will disappear in three days. The corners of Mo Yuyi's mouth raised slightly, and there was contempt in his eyes, "I just don't know, can you live until that time......"

"Kong Yan, what do you dementors want to do, Heichen has never violated you, why do you want to force each other, destroy my home, and hurt my people?" Shen Tuo asked sharply.

"You claim to be transcendent, can't you even see through such a simple truth?" Mo Yuyi's face was gloomy, and his tone was not as sarcastic as before, but a little serious.

"It's... Personal vendetta?" Shen Tuo paused, "Are you avenging you as the 'ink name'?"

"So to speak, but more often, revenge for falsehood and ignorance. Your packaged evil, your externalized good, is as humble as dung in the eyes of the Dementors. "Mo Yuyi" didn't leave much affection, and directly refuted it.

"You only see the dark side, let me ask, have you forgotten all the warmth of the black dust?" Shen Tuo's face changed, and he retorted, "You infinitely magnify our mistakes and scatter our kindness, I see, this is your personal revenge." ”

The airflow on Mo Yuyi's body slowly stopped, a chill appeared in his eyes, his lips moved, and the female voice in his voice became more prominent: "What if, in the five years of black dust, I have never seen the sun?"

"Or is all the so-called sunlight here obscured by those ugly shadows?"