"You shouldn't be here, get out. The man in white who sat cross-legged clenched his fists, but his body did not move, like a rock.

"If I don't come here, won't I let you hurt Mo'er?" The man in white who came over was angry, he nervously opened his arms to Jimo, and said, "Silly boy, I haven't come here yet, I've been waiting for you for a long time as a teacher." ”

Jimo froze, looked at the two men in white, and said, "Who should I trust?"

"Mo'er, have you forgotten your master and me? What are you still hesitating about, you have been waiting for your master for a long time, and you are waiting for a day!" The man in white who came over looked anxious, and his arms exuded a warm glow, full of cordiality and familiarity.

"Yes, I am also waiting for this day, and I have been waiting for this day since I said goodbye to the Eastern Wilderness. I still remember that the master sent me to the dragon mound at that time, and the past is still in front of me. He walked slowly towards the embrace.

"Mo Mo boy, wake up, he is not your master. The man in white who was sitting cross-legged drank coldly, clenched his fists, his nails pierced his palms, and purple blood dripped down, but he sat as steady as a rock, motionless.

"I understand my choice, he is my master, and you, not. Jimo shook his head and looked at the man in white sitting cross-legged, with a complicated expression.

Immediately, he turned around and continued to walk towards the embrace, with a smile on his lips, and said, "Master, do you remember that when we said goodbye to the dragon mound, you told Mo'er to let me come to Tianji Mountain to find you as soon as possible."

Now, Mo'er is here, I miss you so much, I've been thinking about you for three years, three whole years!"

"Silly boy, you can still remember the words so clearly, and I am very happy for the teacher. Aren't we seeing each other again now, come and let the master take a look. The face of the visitor was full of light and gentle smiles.

"Yes, it's time for you to take a good look!" Jimo's expression suddenly turned cold, and the heart halberd stabbed out like a thunderbolt, passing through the man's eyebrows.

He pinched the arm of the Questioning Halberd and trembled, turned his head to look at the white-clothed man sitting cross-legged, and then looked at the white-clothed man who was nailed by the Questioning Halberd, and said, "Although I can't be sure if he is my father, I can be sure that you are by no means my master."

At the beginning, no one sent me to the Dragon Mound, and no one told me to come to Tianji Mountain to find him. ”

He slowly pulled back his heart halberd and asked, "No matter how similar you are, you can't disguise my memory." ”

"Mo'er, quickly retreat, he can't get close to me. The tense face of the man in white who sat cross-legged melted slightly, and his eyes were immediately filled with nervousness.

"What a surprise to my father, my good boy. The man grabbed the halberd and grinned.

There was no blood in the huge hole above his head, and it healed quickly without leaving any scars.

Disheveled!

Jimo felt a huge force explode in his arms, and countless rules poured into his body, and he immediately vomited blood, and his body suddenly rushed forward to the strange man, completely involuntary.

"Let go!" the man in white who was sitting cross-legged shouted sharply, then raised his sleeves, swept out a string of starlight, and crashed into the strange man.

The strange man laughed evilly, and exploded into a black mist, and all the starlight passed through the black mist, and then he condensed again, still holding the Halberd of Inquiry in his hand.

"Don't ask the sky, how many years, you still don't understand, you can't hurt me at all. ”

Rumble!

The strange man exerted his strength again, and Jimo took a step forward, about to leave the distance that the man in white said.

His arms exploded inch by inch, and even his bones were shattered, and he tried to let go, but found that the halberd of the heart was glued to the heart, and he couldn't shake it off.

"My good boy, my good apprentice, has not yet come into my father's arms. The strange man laughed, and the clatter of his heart halberd.

"Let him go. The man in white roared angrily, opening his mouth to spit out a Dao map, but he didn't expect the strange man to also open his mouth and spit out a similar Dao map, and the two Dao maps collided in the void, and they both died in an instant.

"It's useless, I will do everything you know, not to mention that you are just a dead man, don't ask the sky, you can't stop me.

This is you and my child, if the Holy Emperor swallows him, he will be able to repair his Dao wounds, and if he has the opportunity to become the Great Emperor, you will die!"

The strange man laughed maniacally, twisted the halberd in his hand, and at the other end of the halberd, Jimo turned over in the air, fell to the ground, and spurted blood.

"It's just an evil thought, do you really think I can't do anything about you?" The man in white bit the tip of his tongue and spewed out a mouthful of purple blood forward, turning into a sky full of amethyst, and the sound shook the nine heavens and sprinkled towards the strange man.

"You'll never learn this trick. ”

The man in white suddenly weakened, he supported one hand under him, grabbed Jimo with the other, pulled him to sit cross-legged under him, raised his hand and pressed it on the top of Jimo's head, and suddenly the holy light drowned him.

"Don't ask the sky, you wait, the Holy Emperor will never let you go. The strange man screamed, turned into a puff of smoke, and suddenly disappeared, leaving only the sound to remain.

"Tell him that I don't have a child like him, my child is called Mo Mo, not the Holy Emperor. The man in white withdrew his gaze, turned to kindness, and slowly raised the hand that fell on Jimo's head.

He looked nervously at Jimo with his eyes closed, his fingers trembled, he wanted to touch Jimo's cheek several times, but he withdrew it several times, and finally raised his hand carefully, and his fingers touched Jimo's cheeks, but it was like an electric shock, and he quickly withdrew it.

Then, he carefully looked at Jimo, whose eyes were still closed, as if he was relieved, and finally gently swept his raised hand over Jimo's face, unwilling to take it back for a long time.

Jimo opened his eyes and looked at the white-clothed man in front of him who exuded seriousness and was a little 'indifferent', and his nose was sour for no reason.

The person in front of him is domineering and decisive, but he is as timid as a child.

The fingers touching the face have no temperature, cold as iron, slightly rough between the fingers, not as warm as the past, but can evoke familiarity in the depths of memory.

The four eyes looked at each other, Jimo dodged his gaze, and said, "I'm sorry, I can't ...... If I could, please let me still call you master. ”

The man in white withdrew his hand, turned serious and calm, and said, "You will slowly accept this fact, I am your father, you are my child, and your identity was determined six thousand years ago." ”

"That person ...... just now" Jimo looked at Mo Wentian, this feeling was very strange, but in the strangeness, there was an indescribable familiarity.

The person in front of him is too far from Lao Mo in his impression, but the strange man is more like Lao Mo.

"That's my evil thoughts, as you can see, I'm dead, but I'm still alive, this body, it's my relic. There are golden cicadas in the world who break free from the humus and shed their young shells, which is my old body. ”

"Then you ......"

"Alive, and dead. I am dead when I spoke to you, but I am alive in the void. Mo Wentian looked down at Jimo, and a love flashed in his eyes.

Only this kind of quiet waiting, as a father, will secretly show that kindness.

"That master, he ......"

"He is my new body, and I am alive, not here, far away in the Void. ”

Jimo was silent, secretly raised his head, glanced at Mo Wentian, and lowered his head to look at the countless rays of light under him, his emotions were very complicated, he may have understood some truth.

What happened back then was probably a bureau jointly set up by Mo Wentian and the ancestor of the Chu family, which deceived the three major families except the Chu family, including the Ye family in Zhongzhou.

"I want to know, who is the Holy Emperor?"

"Your evil thoughts are what you call ghost babies. Mo Wentian shook his head, a little melancholy, "He's not you, it's just an evil thought, this evil thought must be removed, otherwise he will devour you in turn." ”

Jimo may understand what the words that the ghost baby always says, what does it mean, it turns out that Mo Wentian really doesn't want him, and he has never regarded him as a descendant.

"I've seen him three times, but he hasn't been devoured. ”

"The time has not yet come, this time is his period of weakness, and it is also your only chance to devour or destroy him, and in another half a month, he will be able to return to the peak and become a half-emperor. Mo Wentian shook his head.

"These evil thoughts...... How did your evil thoughts, my evil thoughts, come about?"

He is now only a void and a heavy heaven, how can he have evil thoughts equivalent to a half-emperor, but in the record of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, it is said that he was born as a half-emperor, but there is nowhere to verify.

"Do you remember the reincarnation mirror, back then, you knocked over the reincarnation mirror and saw the back of the magic mirror.

The reincarnation mirror strips away your evil thoughts, and those evil thoughts steal all of your cultivation and call yourself the Holy Emperor, which is the most direct cause of the destruction of the Heavenly Halberd Holy Land. ”

Mo Wentian smiled bitterly, "And my evil thoughts are a substitute for the Holy Emperor to seek father's love. ”

Jimo nodded silently, although he had no impression of these, everything was very reasonable, maybe he really left a memory.

"The Holy Emperor stole all of your creation, including cultivation and memory, if you can't remember it, don't force it, you just need to remember that you are Mo Mo, and this is enough. ”

Jimo nodded.

The topic seemed to be over, and the surroundings fell into a long silence, and the master and apprentice, or father and son, were silent, as if they had a lot to say, but they didn't know where to start, or didn't dare to say it.

For a long time, for a long time.

Jimo raised his head and looked at Mo Wentian, trying to keep his voice from trembling, but his trembling body still betrayed his uncalm heart, "Can you tell me, Su ...... Shi Niang...... Mother kisses her ......"

"Fallen at the hands of the Holy Emperor. Mo Wentian closed his eyes and raised his head in a dumb voice, "I couldn't save her......"

After a pause, he reached into his arms and took out a piece of jade jade, which was inlaid in a string of jade, and the jade was strung together by a treasure tree.

This is a peace lock, very delicate, the jade is smooth, the crystal jade is warm, just like the mother's embrace, warm and sweet, as if it can never lie enough, can never be parted.

Jimo held his hands and carefully took the peace lock, his hands couldn't help trembling, as if holding up tens of thousands of ancient mountains and rivers, heavy, and like holding up a phoenix egg, be careful.

"She made it for you back then, but unfortunately she didn't have the opportunity to bring it to you. ”

"Mother...... Dear!" Jimo's eyes were moist, he slowly closed his eyes, his lips opened slightly, and he was speechless.

"Son, do you hate me for being incompetent?"

"I want to know, how can I kill the Holy Emperor!" Jimo carefully put the longevity lock in his arms and looked up at Mo Wentian.

Yes, in his memory, there was no information about that woman, but when he came into contact with this longevity lock, the innate touch made him feel that his heart had been cut by 100,000 sharp knives.

This kind of touch comes from only two words, Mother!

......