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"Whew!"

After tidying up the wind-blown animal skin on Mo Lin's body, although she was protected by the magic robe, this cold had no effect on her, but the Wushuang King would still do it subconsciously.

His consciousness had now collapsed, indicating that the end was approaching.

Death is not terrible, but he will not see the girl in the future, which is what scares him.

But what's the use of being afraid, now he can't be saved even if he is a Nine Heavens God Buddha.

The source of the Dao was gone, the soul was gone, only a trace of residual thoughts remained, and the strength was overdrawn many times, so that it was about to be destroyed.

"Girl, I can't bear you, I can't bear you!"

He cried, tears streaming freely down his face, revealing mournful emotions.

The final parting is coming, this resolute man can't hold on, if there is really a choice, he doesn't want to die at all, it's not greedy for life and afraid of death, but he hasn't accompanied the girl to see the scenery she wants to see, and he hasn't heard her say a word.

The tears froze under the cold wind before they fell, but after all, a few drops fell, dripping on Mo Lin's face, coupled with the trembling when he endured crying and the whimpering sound like a fierce beast, she couldn't help frowning in her sleep, and woke up faintly.

It may be that the power is consumed too much, and the Wushuang King didn't notice that Mo Lin woke up, crying to the depths of his love, he hugged Mo Lin's arm tightly, and muttered the word girl in his mouth.

"Who's the girl?"

Although she didn't know why she was held in her arms by Jiu Yan, she didn't struggle abnormally, and she felt a little stuffy in her chest when she heard the word girl.

Mo Lin's voice woke up King Wushuang, he didn't expect her to wake up at this level, and asked who the girl was.

"She remembers, remembers..."

Reincarnation will wear out the memory of the soul, and no matter how many troubles and happiness there were in previous lives, after walking through the path of reincarnation, everything will turn into dust and smoke, and nothing will be left.

Only deep enough memories, imprinted in the depths of the soul, can go through reincarnation again and again and leave a little trace, if guided, those memories will span the long years and be presented in full.

Mo Wei and the others protected his soul reincarnation for nothing more than this, but the Wushuang King did not plan to let Mo Lin recover his memory.

He is now leaving, and letting Mo Lin know the previous memories only makes her sad, and there are some things that he knows alone.

"Girl, it's a very cute little girl, just like you. ”

Hearing this, Mo Lin felt a little happy in her heart, which made her a little stunned.

"No, no, cuteness is a description of a woman, how can I be happy? It must be an illusion, an illusion. ”

The body has become a girl, but it doesn't mean that the heart will also change, Mo Lin has been sticking to his state of mind, but this time there are still flaws after all.

Skipping this topic, King Wushuang stretched out his hand and pointed to the slowly rising sun, and said with a smile: "The sunrise in this snowy region is not bad. ”

As the sun rises, the blooming light shines on the snow-covered earth, reflecting a golden light that instantly dispels all darkness.

The reflected light reflected in the eyes of the Peerless King, and he looked down at Mo Lin, who was stunned by the falling snow, and a little relief appeared in his heart, and the last trace of his residual thoughts began to dissipate.

"Goodbye, girl, I wish you happiness. ”

King Wushuang, this legend that once occupied an entire page in the history books passed away quietly on a small dirt slope in the Tianyuan Snow Region, and before he died, he was accompanied by a girl who had been in his heart for a lifetime, and he was content.

Mo Lin, who was held in his arms, was looking at the big sun, not knowing what the sunrise was good about, and at this moment, she found that the breath of "Gu Yan" suddenly weakened sharply, as if she was going to die.

She wanted to turn around to see what was happening, but she couldn't lift up any strength now, so she could only reluctantly turn her neck and look up at "Gu Yan", and find that his face quickly turned gray, which made her a little surprised by what had happened.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?"

Mo Lin, who was weak and unable to move, tried to protect the soul of "Jiuyan" with her spiritual sense, but unfortunately, the spiritual sense she can mobilize now is not even a few tenths of what she used before, and it is only slightly stronger than ordinary people.

Can't use her spiritual sense, and she can't act, although Mo Lin is unwilling, but for the sake of a life, she can only shout at the top of her voice, but her voice is too small, even if she shouts, it can't be much bigger, and she can still hear it when she gets close.

But there is a long distance from my house and the barracks, and her voice cannot be heard at all.

Seeing that the aura of "Gu Yan" was getting weaker and weaker, Mo Lin was already a little desperate, why did she become so weak at this time?

"Well, I almost suffocated. ”

The bastard of the King of Peerless gave him a stumbling block before leaving, and if he hadn't woken up quickly, his body might have been scrapped.

But don't forget that he is not a cultivator yet, at most he is a slightly stronger martial artist, and the time he holds his breath is a little longer than that of ordinary people, but the time it takes for his soul to leave from the ruined continent is not only a little longer.

Seeing that Jiu Yan, who had already shown a dead appearance, suddenly came to life, Mo Lin was shocked again, what is this guy doing?

Gu Yanzheng, who had obtained all the inheritance of the Peerless King as he wished, was happy, so he naturally ignored Mo Lin's strange gaze, but wrapped the animal skin on her body with a courteous face.

The guy from the Wushuang King confessed in his last words that if he didn't take good care of Mo Lin, the divine soul imprint he left behind would trigger that wisp of red lotus hellfire, so the current Mo Lin was a little ancestor in his eyes.

There is a big gap between the feeling of being held in Gu Yan's arms and the Peerless King, and Mo Lin, who has a keen perception, can naturally detect these gaps, plus those previous anomalies, with her knowledge, she has already guessed seventy-seven-eighty-eight.

"Are you a dove or?"

asked with some doubts, but her voice was too small, and Jiu Yan was not the King of Peerless, so she thought about it carefully before she understood what Mo Lin meant.

"Of course I'm a dove!"

However, it was his words that proved Mo Lin's conjecture, it was really not Jiu Yan who was holding him just now, and he seemed to be gone.

After coming to this conclusion, Mo Lin's heart was a little tingling, I don't know why, I just wanted to cry, my heart was a little empty, as if I had lost something, but what had I lost?

Sensing Mo Lin's strange appearance, Jiu Yan thought that he was holding her too tightly and hurt her, so he quickly let go a little.

Mo Lin didn't care about this, she looked into Jiu Yan's eyes and asked softly, "What's that person's name?"

"What's that guy's name?"

Jiu Yan tilted his head, and the next moment he suddenly smiled, "His name, Nangong Wushuang!"

In a trance, she saw a man with a resolute face, speaking those four words.

"Nangong... Unparalleled!"

In silence, two lines of clear tears fell.

"Liar, it's obviously called Nangong Tiezhu!"