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Master, please, please forgive me

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    That night, Mo Ran fell asleep leaning against the crabapple tree.

    There are many places on the top of death and life, and there are traces of Chu Wanning's life. If you want to pay homage, it is best to go to the Red Lotus Water Pavilion, but he can only feel the pain when he leans on this flower tree.  A little breath of the world.

    He once thought that it was his great misfortune to worship Chu Wanning as his teacher. This worship was wrong from the beginning.

    But it was only today that he realized that the unfortunate person was not Mo Weiyu, but Chu Wanning who was standing in the midst of flowers and teasing, bowing his head and meditating.

    "Xianjun, Xianjun, please take care of me."

    He vaguely remembered the first sentence he said to his master, it seemed to be like this, maybe there was a slight deviation in the words and sentences, it was too long, and he no longer remembered it so clearly.

    But he can clearly recall the dazed and slightly stunned face when Chu Wanning raised his eyelashes.

    Between his brows and eyes, he looked very gentle.

    Now that Mo Ran is lying under the flower tree, he thinks, if time can go back to the day when he chose a teacher, he should not pester Chu Wanning any more and let him accept him as a disciple.

    ?Because the price to be paid for raising the eyes at that moment is the endless entanglement afterwards, and it is Chu Wanning's life.

    It's been two lifetimes.

    He ruined it all in his own hands.

    Two lifetimes

    His throat was throbbing, and he closed his eyes with sobs. He was in the pain of thousands of ants eating his heart, and it took a long, long time before he fell into a shallow sleep.

    Then, the memory that he never dared to touch easily since his rebirth broke free from the shackles in his sleep, held up a knife, and dug out his heart.

    At that time, I had reached the top of the world, and Chu Wanning had already had her spiritual core abolished, and she was under house arrest in the deep palace without freedom.

    However, he suffered several assassinations in succession, the last assassination was even jointly carried out by Xue Meng and Mei Hanxue. Although Mo Ran was not killed on the spot because of his strong mana, he was also seriously injured and raised a full body in the palace.  After more than a month, I regained my energy.

    It was rainy in central Sichuan, and during that period of time, it was even more rainy all day long.

    Mo Ran was wearing a thick brocade robe, with jade-colored five fingers pinching the front of the robe, standing under the corridor and looking at the dark sky outside, the expression on his face was a little happy and crazy, he didn't say a word, but everyone could feel the twist on him  He has a very handsome face, but the light in his eyes is often gloomy and tyrannical, without any warmth.

    The longer he sat in a high position, the more obvious this gloominess became.

    He heard footsteps behind him, but he didn't look back, he just said, "Here you are?"

    "Are you going to destroy the Kunlun Snow Palace?" Chu Wanning's voice sounded faintly in the hall.

    Mo Ran said: "So what."

    "Did you forget what you promised me? You said you would never hurt Xue Meng's life again."

    Mo Ran calmly said: "The master came here and didn't ask me how my injury is. Standing here and blowing the wind is cold, and I only care about who I kill or not?"

    "Mo Weiyu, I'm here to tell you, don't do anything you regret again."

    "Oh, regret it? The person who should regret it is you, Master. Back then, when I slaughtered Confucianism, you fought to the death with me, and your spiritual core was shattered. Now I want to slaughter the Snow Palace. You are no different from ordinary people. You are no different from me.  You no longer have the ability to duel, do you regret your meddling back then?"

    After Mo Ran finished speaking, he turned his face and looked back, with a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes flashed; "Chu Wanning, you are a useless person now, what can you do to stop me?"

    Perhaps it was because there was really nothing left, Chu Wanning was speechless for a long time.

    There was a loud thunder, and heavy rain poured down the roof tiles and beams.

    Chu Wanning finally closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he said softly: "Don't go."

    The black robe flew, and Mo Ran turned around.

    Behind him is the leaden gray sky, it is cold wind and rain, he looked at Chu Wanning in the hall, and then said: "Why don't you go? I gave Xue Meng a chance, and you were willing to be under me for him that year  Yufu, I kept my promise, took your man and let him go¡ªnow that he is going to kill me, why don¡¯t I go?¡±

    ""

    "What? Can't speak?" Mo Ran sneered, "Rebuke me, insult me, Chu Wanning, aren't you very capable? I know, Xue Meng is your darling, and you are the most proud  disciple, you think he is a child at heart, and I am a piece of mud on the sole of his shoe."

    "Enough." Chu Wanning's face was pale, and his brows were tightly knit, as if trying to suppress something.

    "Not enough! How is it enough?" Mo Ran felt cruelly happy when he saw this.There was no light in the eyes anymore, "Let them go, let Mei Hanxue go I was the one who killed you in that assassination, you kill me, don't kill others."

    Mo Ran laughed: "Are you negotiating terms with me?"

    "No." Xue Meng opened his eyes empty, and he said, "I'm begging you."

    The proud son of heaven said, I am begging you.

    The devil in his heart was suddenly pleased, Mo Ran's eyes glowed, and he seemed to be interested. He pinched Xue Meng's chin and forced the other party to look up at him. Just as he was about to say something, suddenly the sky lit up.  From Bise Guanghua.

    "what happened?"

    Before the entourage he brought had time to answer, he saw above Cuiwei Snow Peak, a radiant magic circle stretching for thousands of miles, covering the entire Kunlun Mountains.

    Above the magic circle, Chu Wanning's white clothes are like snow, and his clothes are fluttering, standing in the clouds.

    In front of him hung a strangely shaped guqin, the whole body was pitch-black, the tail of the qin was curled upwards, and the luxuriant branches and leaves were scattered, and the begonia weeping dew on the top, the brilliance was scattered.

    ¡ª¡ªChu Wanning's third martial arts, "Nine Songs".  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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