An indescribable strangeness rose in Yahiko's heart, and she looked at the young man carefully a few more times, and finally her eyes widened in surprise, and she couldn't sleep in disbelief, and she almost wanted to kneel down for her.

"That, that person is Mo Li's split soul! How is this possible, this, this. ”

Looking at Yahiko's surprised expression, Bu Mei chuckled, and there was an extra hydrangea in his hand at some point, "What is impossible in this world, I have thought about it for a long time, and this is the only way." Sleepless glanced in the direction of the young man, and continued: "Mo Li should have expected something a long time ago, he had separated a trace of soul a long time ago, probably just to leave a trace of true god blood, but too much time has passed, the original trace of soul now has its own thinking consciousness, it can be said that it is no longer Mo Li, his name is Wu Huan, I finally found him, I thought about it, Mo Li's problem may be able to be solved from Wu Huan's body." ”

Speaking of this, I don't say much, and the people in the audience saw that I didn't sleep and took out the hydrangea, and I already knew what I was going to do.

For a while, it was very lively, and the men present were staring at the hydrangea in Bu Mei's hand with burning eyes, not much else, just Bu Mei's alluring appearance was enough for them to go crazy.

Wuhuan stood in the middle of the crowd, with a stinky face on his hands around his chest, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him.

Sleepless glanced at Wuhuan and looked at the crowd, she waved the hydrangea in her hand and said: "Welcome to the half-step inn, as I said I will hold a wedding today, but the candidate for the groom has not yet been determined, as you can see, I will throw the hydrangea to choose a family, if you are willing to stand downstairs, if you don't want to marry me, please stand aside and watch the ceremony." Now I'm starting to throw hydrangeas. ”

As soon as the sleepless words were finished, the crowd downstairs became two teams, but there were not many people who didn't want to participate, and they stood aside to watch the play.

Hydrangea roared away from the sleepless hand like a spirit animal, thinking of those who were waiting and flying away, as soon as the hydrangea left the sleepless hand, the people below had already used a thousand skills, and the scene was extremely chaotic for a while.

The hydrangea is transferred from one person's hand to another's hand, jumping up and down in the air, and the bells on the hydrangea make a pleasant sound, but the jingling is noisy.

A group of people were fighting, and those who were weak consciously had no hope of withdrawing from the battle, and some people hid to see if they could detect leaks, and stood upstairs and watched, her eyes were attracted by the figures in the clearing.

Today, Mo Li was wearing a black robe, his long red hair was tied behind his head, the magic patterns on his face were constricted, his eyebrows and eyes looked a lot gentler, and he stood in a faint place, as if he was blending in with the scenery.

Mo Li's gaze followed the hydrangea up and down, but his face was surprisingly calm, occasionally he would glance at Mo Li, but his gaze was extremely cold, like someone watching a play.

Sleepless looked at Mo Li for a long time, the eyes of the two looked at each other in the air, and Sleepless did not retract it in embarrassment, but raised his eyebrows provocatively.

After all, Mo Li was defeated and withdrew his gaze first, but this kind of victory or defeat has no meaning.

The crowd was still chaotic, and the hydrangea seemed to be a slippery fish, slipping from one man's hand to another's hand, but no one could catch him.

Mo Li looked at the ball, and took a step forward slightly, but before he could make any follow-up moves, a white-clothed young man in the crowd jumped up, stepped on the shoulders of the people in front of him to the center of the battle, and at this moment the hydrangea was just abandoned by a person, and the young man reached out in the air to catch it, and the ball fell steadily in his hands.

The young man's gorgeous attack was extremely fast, and by the time everyone reacted, the battle had already settled.

Mo Li looked at the young man in the center of the field, a little surprise rose in his eyes, he looked at the young man, and then looked at the sleepless, the corner of his mouth showed a smile of unknown meaning, and then he turned around and left directly.

The crowd cheered, and the cheers seemed to be crowning the victor, but this victor was reluctant, and people only felt indebted to look at it.

Wuhuan took the hydrangea step by step to the second floor, walked to the side of sleepless, he leaned into the ear of sleepless and whispered, "You must not forget what you promised me." ”

"Naturally, I won't forget. He didn't sleep, and then reached out and pulled Wuhuan's arm to make a very intimate appearance, and several maids behind him had already walked over with the groom's wedding clothes, and changed them into Wuhuan neatly.

The two of them stood together, although they were both wearing wedding robes, they didn't look very compatible, Wu Huan's immature face looked like a child stealing coat clothes, and with his reluctant look, there was a feeling of being forced.

Everyone looked at the two of them standing together, and they all showed a strange expression, how do these two people look at how they don't match well, but they have the ability to grab the hydrangea, who can say anything?

In the crowd, a masked man in black stretched out his hand to tear off the mask on his face, revealing his face was Ao Chun, who hid in the crowd and fished in troubled waters to grab the hydrangea, who knew that in the end he actually lost to a little doll, and he lived in vain all these years.

Little Pepper noticed Ao Chun in the crowd, and couldn't help laughing when he looked at him, after a few days, Ao Chun's IQ seemed to have dropped a lot.

The crowd gradually calmed down, and then he said: "Today, Wuhuan Shaoxia grabbed the hydrangea, and I will marry him. ”

As soon as the words fell, the maid walked out with wine and food, the inn that was a little messy just now was suddenly restored to order, the sleepless wedding was very simple, and a glass of wine was considered a ceremony, naturally no one would pursue whether this was perfunctory, they just had to eat and drink.

Back in the room, Wuhuan took off his wedding dress, he seemed to hate such bright colors.

"You little guy has a really big temper, and he doesn't like it at all. Looking at his appearance, Bu Mei couldn't help but chuckle, from his immature face, she could vaguely find some shadows of Mo Li's past, Mo Li was also a thorn in his head when he was young, although he was good to her, but the two of them were also more than when they fought.

Looking at it, there was a wordless sadness, Wuhuan was a little hairy from sleeplessness, and he immediately said seriously: "I'm not Mo Li, don't spy on his shadow on me." ”

"I naturally know that you are not, even if you are the same soul, with different memories and different experiences, how can you casually say that you are a person, I am just thinking about some old things, you are tired from afar, I have prepared a guest room for you to rest." ”

"It's good that you know, you should know my bottom line, okay, don't look for me if you're fine, it's better to look for me less if you have something. After glancing at the sleepless moment, Wuhuan turned around and left in a chic manner.

"What a boy with personality, this stinky temper is really similar to Mo Li. "When Wuhuan walked away, Yahiko gave a thumbs up, it's really rare for someone with such a bad personality to be so bad.

After sighing, Yahiko became a little curious again, "You said that Mo Li's matter may be solved through Yahiko, what is your solution?"

"Wuhuan is still Mo Li after all, and when it is a last resort, he can only let him turn back into Mo Li. The voice of insomnia was very soft, full of thick helplessness.

If Wuhuan is still just a trace of inseparable souls, she will not be sentimental no matter what it becomes in the end, but now Wuhuan is already an independent life, if it will be inseparable, it is to kill Wuhuan after all, and it is a bit cruel to do so after all.

After listening to the sleepless words, Yahiko didn't feel anything wrong except for feeling a little depressed, her character was decisive, and she didn't think too much about it at all, let alone whether it was cruel to Wuhuan by doing so.

The sun shone into the house, but there was no warmth, she didn't sleep and took off the wedding dress and changed it back to the usual plain yarn, she lay down on the beauty couch, picked up a book at random and seemed to read it intently, Yahiko stood aside, shook her head helplessly, and simply walked out.

Outside the house, it was like a human market, and people from all walks of life sat in harmony and talked, and this scene was also very happy.

Mo Li left more than half a step and went back to the ruins directly, as soon as he entered the door, the maid ran over in a hurry.

"The Emperor, Madame, Madame, she doesn't seem to be doing well. ”

"What's the matter, isn't it a lot more stable yesterday?" Hearing what the maid said, Mo Li didn't show an anxious look, but his eyebrows were a little irritable, and he didn't seem to care about this problem.

"I started to vomit blood again this morning, and my spiritual power was also losing rapidly, and the medicine stone was useless, and the medical officer said that I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to survive tonight. The maid said cautiously, it was a big wedding a few days ago, and if she said that she was going to have a funeral today, it would be too difficult to speak.

Mo Li frowned, and walked towards the side hall, there were many people in the side hall, who were here to take care of Zixin, and the three medical officers saw Mo Li and stepped forward to salute one after another.

"What's wrong?" Mo Li asked, glancing at the person lying on the couch.

None of the three medics spoke, shaking their heads in unison.

"Since you can't help it, just step down, and I'll just keep her. Mo Li walked to the edge of the couch, sat down, reached out and grabbed Zixin's hand, as if he was parting with life and death, and the people in the room quickly all withdrew, and the remaining two were immersed in a depressing atmosphere.

Zixin couldn't fall asleep at all, Mo Li held her hand, she opened her eyes, her eyes were full of tears, silently telling her unwillingness.

"Mo Li, I don't want to die, I really don't want to die, if you save me, you can save me, okay?" Zi Xin grabbed Mo Li's sleeve tightly, and her tone was extremely complaining.