"Who are you?" Mo asked, vigilantly looking at the big tree in front of him.

Originally, he chased the black shadow here, and wanted to disperse the black mist to make the things inside show their original form, but when his true yuan was just mentioned, his Yuan Shen was inexplicably sucked into the tree, and he didn't even have the strength to struggle, and he only now knew that the powerful divine consciousness he sensed before was actually the big tree in front of him, and after his Yuan Shen was sucked into the tree, he found that what was still a big tree in front of him

This couldn't help but be unvigilant, but in his heart it was more of a question, although this big tree was very strong in cultivation, a hundred times stronger than that black shadow, but it was still much weaker in the face of itself, how could it suck its own primordial spirit into it so easily?

"Who the hell are you?" Mo asked like a prisoner in bondage, and struggling to no avail.

"Hey. A deep sigh, "I am you, but you are not me." ”

"What do you mean, what are you going to do, either kill Lao Tzu, or wait for Lao Tzu to come out and burn your rotten roots. Mo Wen said angrily.

"The body is very strong, but the sense is weak and pitiful, have you become the puppet of the woman outside?"

"You are a puppet, if you want to say this about my woman again, Lao Tzu spontaneously combusted the Yuan Shen and blew you up. Mo Wen said coldly.

"Your woman, hahaha," the voice laughed maniacally, then turned to rage, "you idiot. ”

"You're an idiot, your whole family is an idiot. Mo Wen couldn't move his hands, so he could only put some face on the corners of his mouth.

"For the sake of the woman who lied to you, you don't even want to get back the lost memory, and even the woman and family who love you deeply are discarded, aren't you the biggest idiot in the world?" the voice seemed to be pouring out and talking to itself.

"Family, jokes, Lao Tzu has never had a family," Mo Wen smiled coldly, "What do you know about this stinky tree spirit?"

"I'm a tree spirit? Hehe, take a closer look, who is the tree spirit?"

As soon as the voice fell, Mo Wen felt that his vision was blurred for a while, and after regaining his clarity, he found that there was a person standing in front of him, and the face of that person was exactly the same as his own, he struggled but couldn't move, and what made him feel terrified was that he was now the tree.

"What did you, you bastard, do to me?" Mo Wen shouted angrily.

The man elegantly carried his hands behind his back, approached Mo Wen as if he was strolling leisurely, and gently stroked the trunk: "Fifteen years, that's how I came, I can't speak without consciousness, and I can't even miss my lover, because that kind of thinking can make people crazy, and you are just a wisp of my residual thoughts, a broken memory, so, even if you have the ability to open up the world, in the face of me, you are nothing." ”

"You lie, Lao Tzu is Lao Tzu, what does it have to do with you. Mo Wen struggled.

"If it weren't for the memory of my master, I'd rather erase you. The man smiled faintly, as if there was nothing in the world that made his heart move.

"What master, that old bastard you said?"

"Old bastard, that's what I used to call him. The man laughed to himself.

"You can't be me, I just don't ask, I just lost a memory. Mo Wen struggled, but the tree was like a steel cage, and he couldn't move.

"No, you never had that memory, because you were just a remnant of my thoughts more than ten years ago, and since you came into contact with the Soul Sword, that woman has pulled you out of my soul, so now you only have the memories of before my apocalypse. The man said calmly.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible, I am actually a wreck?" Mo Wen couldn't believe it, but he was convinced in his heart, this strange feeling made him very messy.

"Come back, you and I have families and lovers, do you really have to give up?

The ethereal red mist fluttered and danced around the tree, and the black cloud and mist also quietly condensed together, the branches and leaves of the tree seemed to shake for a moment, and then the vitality of the entire tree was instantly exhausted, and the branches turned into ashes and dissipated, and a round bead appeared in the original place, one black and one white rotated alternately, and flew into Mo Wen's body after a slight pause.

"Ling'er, let them out. ”

The black mist shook and sucked the endless red mist back, revealing the dazed figures of the finch and the dragon.

The black mist no longer paid attention to the finch and the dragon, and fell lightly beside Mo Wen, and the thick black mist rolled for a while and turned into a woman, the woman was a group of white-clothed and crystal faces, and the most peculiar thing was that there were nine tails behind her, wasn't it the little confused Hu Ling'er back then?

"Big brother, you're finally awake. "Although Hu Ling'er shows her true body, she is the body of the Yuan Spirit, not the substance.

Mo Wen nodded, reaching out to touch Hu Ling'er's head, but his big hand passed through.

Although Mo Wen has no consciousness for more than ten years, he can feel everything that happens around him, after he blew himself up, the fragments of the Yuan Shen possessed the fragmented flesh, wandering in the universe unconsciously, some fell into the endless Sumeru, some returned to their hometowns, and some came here across space, but these were not led by him, as if there was a destiny in the underworld.

Until one day Hu Ling'er came, collected his consciousness and physical body fragments little by little, and buried his physical fragments here, and then his consciousness took root and reunited to form this big tree.

For more than ten years, Mo Wen can only see, but he can't speak or speak, and he doesn't even have spiritual contact with Hu Ling'er, but she still guards silently, just like the big brother who guarded himself back then.

With the growth of the tree, and many fragments of Mo Wen's consciousness were lost in Sumeru, which made it more difficult for Mo Wen's consciousness to gather, and the leaves gradually turned yellow, as if the water had been lost.

Mo Wen was finally reborn, but the little confusion of the past no longer exists, it has the strength of the nine tails and will not get lost again, but it is also contaminated with demonic energy because of excessive killing, and at the same time, because of the eagerness to devour blood beads back then, which led to the trauma of the original god, no one would have thought that the kind little fox back then would become the murderous female devil today, and all because of Mo Wen.

Mo Wen seemed to remember the time she saw Hu Ling'er's spirit ring, she would slaughter thousands of living beings, as well as her oath that day: "If you really slaughter thousands of living beings in the future, no matter what the reason is, the eldest brother will help you return to the right path and resolve thousands of causes and effects." ”

"Ling'er, you have suffered all these years. Mo Wen looked at Hu Ling'er with a sigh, "Don't worry, big brother will help you reshape a body." ”

Hu Ling'er smiled quietly, as pure as back then, shook her head and said: "It's good for me to be like this now, I've been used to guarding my big brother over the years, as long as I can be by my big brother's side all the time, everything else doesn't matter." ”

Maybe it was more than ten years of silent tacit understanding, Mo Wen did not force it, consciousness sensed, the sword of the soul appeared in the hand, because of being deceived and the idea of leaving, it was discarded, I didn't expect its original consciousness to eat itself, before dying Mo Wen may not care, but Mo Wen, who has suffered from loneliness for more than ten years, can't help but care, since it is useless to keep you, then why keep you.

Although he is a divine soldier, he cannot act willfully, and the danger that he cannot control is not beneficial to himself. Thinking of this, Mo Wen cut off the consciousness of the soul sword to please Lu, and a red fire shot out in his hand, wrapping the soul sword in a group, and the sword body screamed, and the original consciousness of the soul sword was burned by the red fire.

There is no longer the same kind feeling as before, the soul sword is no different from an ordinary weapon in his hand, Mo Wencai nodded with satisfaction, and said to Hu Ling'er: "Ling'er, you will live here in the future, and the eldest brother will take you with him wherever he goes." ”

Hu Ling'er's eyes lit up, if he was the sword spirit of this sword, wouldn't he be able to be with his big brother forever? Thinking of this, Hu Ling'er nodded happily, turning into a cloud of smoke attached to the sword body, Mo Wen immediately felt her heart, that thick attachment.

Que Ah couldn't help frowning, because she found that Mo Wen standing in front of her was very strange, whether it was Mo Wen before the amnesia, or Mo Wen after the amnesia, she would never be so ruthless, the sword spirit, the finch Ah has been pretending to be for a long time, she can experience the feeling of being controlled, but lonely and cold, if she has a choice, she would rather die than be a sword spirit.

"Dragon, I haven't seen you in years, you're okay. Mo Wen smiled faintly and looked at the dragon who had just regained consciousness.

The dragon seemed to know that Mo Wen had recovered his memory, and couldn't help but say excitedly: "Boss, you've recovered?" ”

"Yes, it's recovered," Mo Wen smiled, "It's like a dream for more than ten years, it's really funny." ”

Long remembered that the devil just now seemed to know Mo Wen, and hesitated and said, "Boss, do you really plan to adopt that devil?"

Mo Wen frowned imperceptibly: "What are you going to say?"

"She is a devil who has killed tens of millions of lives, if the boss adopts her, I'm afraid the Heavenly Dao will not tolerate it, it will be detrimental to your cultivation in the future," Long seemed to want to find strong evidence of persuasion, and couldn't help but add, "Boss, this is what you told me before." ”

"Dragon, do you know what I am living for now?" Mo Wen did not argue, and looked at the dragon quietly.

The dragon blinked, and looked at Mo Wen with some confusion, as if he didn't understand why he would ask such a question.

"For the sake of my family and lover, and my daughter Xiaoxing," the tenderness in Mo Wen's eyes flashed, "It doesn't matter to me how the world is in the world, if you have to choose, the entire human world is not as good as a single hair of them, not to mention that Ling'er really killed tens of millions of people, even if she destroys the world, what can she do?"