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The hatred of this life

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    "Ink burns, ink burns."

    It seemed that someone was calling him.

    He opened his eyes vaguely, and a snow-white shadow was reflected in the dim vision. He vaguely felt that this person was very similar to Chu Wanning, but he couldn't believe it.  The place where the blood flows across transmits spiritual power.

    So warm

    who is it?

    He blinked his eyes hard, trying to see the too blurry figure.

    "Ink burning"

    "Master, Master?"

    He swallowed the blood in his throat and murmured.

    There were warm drops of water dripping on his cheeks, and gradually, he saw clearly that the person in front of him had a pair of phoenix eyes like Jiangnan apricot blossoms, his face was pale, and stained with blood.  Mo Ran stared at him blankly, never seeing such an expression on Chu Wanning's face.

    His master had always been indifferent, but the person in front of him was crying.

    Mo Ran stretched out his hand, wanted to touch it, and wanted to know whether it was real or an illusion seen by the dying.  But when the fingertips were a few inches away from the man's cheek, they stopped again.

    Sometimes it is a habit to hate someone.  If you suddenly shouldn't hate him, you will become very confused.

    He dared not touch it.

    I'm afraid it's true.

    I'm also afraid it's fake.

    He saw that there was a mountain of corpses and a sea of ??blood behind Chu Wanning. He didn't know if it was Caidie Town after the fierce battle, or he was already in Shura Hell.  He knew that he had committed a lot of evil, that he deserved to die, and that after his life was gone, he would fall into the endless world, and he would not be reborn forever.

    But Chu Wanning

    He is a kind man.

    How can I come to accompany myself, I will be trapped forever.

    "There is one last point." Chu Wanning's voice seemed to come from the deep sea, so hazy, "You can't sleep, otherwise"

    He saw blood oozing from the corner of Chu Wanning's mouth.

    The golden light became more and more intense, and suddenly the person in front of him was shrouded in a halo, and turned into a child.

    "Otherwise, I, Yuheng, will not have you as an apprentice."

    "Junior Brother Xia!"

    Seeing Chu Wanning turned into Xia Sini with his own eyes, Mo Ran was shocked, and the wound suddenly hurt sharply. Before he could think about it, he passed out again.

    "The ink burns."

    The soft, almost sighing voice may not be a phantom from the previous life, but a whisper left in his ears.

    "I'm sorry, it's Master's fault"

    It's this sentence again!  This sentence again!

    Chu Wanning, I don't want you to admit your mistake, I want you¡ª¡ª

    How?

    He suddenly stopped, not knowing what he was thinking.

    If you don't want him to admit his mistake, what do you want him to do?

    Suddenly opened his eyes, panting violently.  The ink burned sweat and heavy shirt, looked up, and saw a neat and clean room without too many decorations.

    He was already lying in the dormitory at the summit of death and life.

    He is still alive

    Looking around in disbelief, he raised his slightly cold hand and touched the injured part of his heart.  There was a thick bandage wrapped there, and the blood stained through the gauze, which was a little painful to the touch, but under the gauze, the heart was still beating so powerfully, surging the ecstasy of the rest of life after the catastrophe.

    He is still alive.

    He is still alive!  !

    The blood flowed wildly in the young body, shaking his soul and making his fingertips tremble.

    Suddenly hearing the sound of the warm curtain rolling up, Mo Ran sat on the couch and raised his head suddenly, facing a beauty who came in with the curtain lifted, or it was a little cold outside, he was wearing a white fur robe, and his black hair hung down.  As she spoke, she lifted her soft and bright eyes slightly, and felt that she was dyed three-point red, but she was more rouge and vulgar.

    Shi Mei didn't expect that Mo Ran had woken up, he was startled, and then said: "Ah Ran? You, you"

    "Teacher ignorant! Teacher ignorant!"

    Mo Ran called him several times in a row, his eyes were very bright, shining like obsidian, he jumped out of bed, ignoring the pain of the wound, he twitched the corners of his mouth twice, rushed over and hugged Shi Mingjing, whether he was happy or not  Self-satisfaction one after another said.

    "Great! You're not dead! I'm not dead either! It's over, it's all over!"

    This sky crack was the catastrophe of his previous life. Demons and monsters descended from the sky, took away the teacher, and pushed Mo Ran into the abyss of sin.

    After his rebirth, what he was worried about was this chaos. He might repeat the same mistakes, and in the end, he would be alone again, stepping on the bones of his loved ones, and walking alone to the empty Wushan Temple.

    But God has not?It was he who took the medicine to restore your figure, and then dragged you out from the sea of ??corpses and blood. He was the one who was covered in wounds, and he gave you the last of his spiritual power"

    "impossible¡­¡­"

    "It was he who brought you home. You hadn't woken up at that time. His spiritual power was so damaged that he was no different from ordinary people. He could no longer use magic spells, nor could he transmit voices. He could only carry you behind his back and climb up to the summit of life and death step by step.  the steps of"

    "No¡­¡­"

    "More than 3,000 long steps He is alone a person who has lost his spiritual power"

    Mo Ran closed his eyes.

    He saw Chu Wanning, who was still alive under the moonlight, crawling slowly on the endless steps with his dying self on his back, covered in blood and mottled in white clothes.

    That person was once so unattainable and spotless.

    ? Beidou Xianzun, Wanye Yuheng.

    Mo Ran choked his throat and tremblingly said: "Impossible how can it be done"

    "Yes." When Xue Meng said this, he was also stunned, with red eyes.

    "When I saw him, I felt like I was crazy, and what I saw was hallucinations. Because I was also thinking." He almost sighed, "How can it be done"

    "Impossible" Mo Ran whimpered suddenly, hugged his head, and murmured helplessly, "Impossible"

    "The long-ranked blood is not exhausted, that is the way he took you home." Xue Meng was extremely cruel because of his hatred, "Go and see, Mo Ran. Go and see."

    "impossible!!!"

    The extreme horror and helplessness made Mo Ran suddenly furious. He slammed Xue Meng, pulled him up from the ground, and pushed him to the wall, his face changed.

    "Impossible, absolutely impossible! How could he save me? He never liked me, never looked down on me!"

    ""

    Xue Meng didn't speak, he was quiet for a while, and suddenly smiled miserably.

    "Mo Weiyu, it's not that he looks down on you."

    In the flowing candlelight, Xue Meng raised his wet eyelashes, looking at him with hatred.

    "It's me who looks down on you."

    Mo Ran: ""

    "I look down on you, Elder Xuanji looks down on you, Elder Tanlang looks down on you What are you?" Xue Meng almost bit into pieces and spat these words on Mo Ran's face, "Bitch."

    "you¡ª¡ª!"

    Xue Meng smiled suddenly, and he looked up at the dark roof: "Mo Ran, the pinnacle of life and death, if there is someone who thinks highly of you, he is him. But you will repay him like this."

    He smiled, and suddenly closed his eyes, tears rolled down again.

    This time it was a soft sob.

    "Mo Ran, your junior brother Xia, my master, is dead."

    Mo Ran was really bitten by the most vicious snake in the world. He was burned, and he let go of his hand suddenly in shock. He took two steps back, as if he understood this sentence for the first time.

    He was shaking all over.

    Xue Meng suddenly called him: "Brother."

    Mo Ran retreated, but his back hit the cold wall, and there was no way to escape.

    Xue Meng finally stopped crying.

    It's just the tone of voice, as calm as death.

    "Brother, we don't have a master anymore." (Remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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