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    The ink burns in horror.

    He has only seen Chu Wanning's Nine Songs once in his life, and it was the time of the life-and-death confrontation. Chu Wanning summoned the Guqin Nine Songs, and the sound of the piano broke through the air, and the fine sounds entered the clouds.

    The living spirits, strange beasts and birds controlled by the Zhenlong chess game were recalled to their spiritual consciousness amidst the sound of the nine-song zither, and a long song disrupted the army of millions of chess pieces.

    ? Summoning Shenwu needs to mobilize the spiritual core and consume a lot of spiritual power.

    Chu Wanning couldn't even call back his usual Tianwen, so how could he suddenly summon the "Nine Songs" that is more powerful than Tianwen?

    The vicious battle above the Tianchi Lake was no less powerful than the master-student duel back then.

    But Mo Ran couldn't remember so many details clearly. After this bloody battle, there was finally no one left by his side who could talk.

    In fact, until Mo Ran died in the previous life, he did not understand why Chu Wanning could use his soul power to summon Jiuge.

    This is a fetter that any Shenwu and the master will not have, but Chu Wanning did it.

    On that day, the Zhenlong chess pieces made by Mo Ran shattered into ashes in the sound of the piano. The power of Jiuge was purer and stronger than what he had seen for the first time many years ago. It was so powerful that he even doubted Chu Wanning's spiritual core  It was not broken at all. For so many years, it was Chu Wanning who was pretending, bearing the burden of humiliation, and wanting to be ashamed.

    He couldn't help but think later, it would be nice if this was really the case.  If Chu Wanning is really pretending, then perhaps things will not reach the final step.

    that would be nice.

    Jiuge destroyed Mo Ran's forbidden technique, awakened the monks who were lost in fighting each other, and even shattered the spell icicles that imprisoned Xue Meng and Mei Hanxue.

    The ink burned to the clouds, his robes fluttered, and the anger and joy in his eyes coexisted. He wanted to see how many shocking moves Chu Wanning hadn't used.

    He stepped on the top of the enchantment, approached, and stood in front of Chu Wanning.

    He saw that pair of pale and slender hands slow down, caressing the strings of Jiu Ge Qin, the sound of the piano stopped.

    Chu Wanning raised his head, his face pale like ice and snow under the sun.

    He said: "The ink burns. Come here."

    By coincidence, he walked towards him.

    Chu Wanning's fingertips moved lightly, and a few strands of blue light flew towards Mo Ran and rushed to his heart. Mo Ran was suddenly surprised, thinking that Chu Wanning was going to kill himself.

    But the brilliance was neither painful nor itchy, lingering around his chest, slowly seeping into the skin texture, it was actually indescribably warm.

    "The sword that Xue Meng hurt you, I healed you." Chu Wanning sighed softly, "Let him go, Mo Ran, if he is gone, you want to find someone to talk about the past in the future,  Who else can I find"

    Before Mo Ran could react to what he meant by this sentence, the powerful enchantment on the soles of his feet disappeared suddenly, and what disappeared with it was the Jiuge Guqin summoned by Chu Wanning.

    He immediately raised his hand to call Mo Dao Bugui, and then he stood in the clouds, but Chu Wanning fell and withered like a fallen leaf, as if the song just now had exhausted the last strength left in his life.

    "Wanning!"

    His expression changed suddenly, and the imperial sword swiped down, snatching the man into his arms before he was about to fall into the icy Tianchi.

    "Chu Wanning! You¡ªyou"

    Chu Wanning closed his eyes, mouth, nose, eyes, and blood flowed from his ears.

    Dignity is extremely important to him. Even if he is imprisoned in Wushan Palace, he still has a straight back and rarely makes himself look embarrassed, but right now he is bleeding from all seven orifices, and his usual upright and elegant appearance looks so embarrassed.  gaffe.

    Chu WanNing swallowed a mouthful of blood foam, and said hoarsely: "You said death and life are not up to me but you see, Mo Ran you still underestimated your master after all, if I am determined to leave, you just stop  It can't be stopped"

    "MasterMaster" Looking at him, Mo Ran felt a chill in his heart, his scalp was numb, and he shouted helplessly.

    Chu Wanning laughed, and his expression seemed to be a little happy: "I have been living all the time, but I have a little unwillingness, I always think, I want to accompany you for a few more years, so that I can teach youdon't commit more sins  ¡­but now¡­ now¡­¡±

    Mo Ran trembled, holding the person in his arms, he suddenly felt very scared.

    Fear.

    This kind of emotion has not belonged to him for more than ten years, but now it hits suddenly, destructive, almost digging out his heart.

    "But now I know that only if I die can I change you stop doing evil"

    When he said this, he seemed to be in extreme pain.  Forcibly summoned Jiu Ge, so that his body could not bear the burden at all.people.  Although Chu Wanning exchanged her life for Mo Weiyu's restlessness after her death, she thought about it day and night, but she understood that it was just a moment of guilt and a moment of unaccustomed.

    She is confident that with a face that looks so much like Shi Mingjing, the living dead in the Red Lotus Water Pavilion will not be her opponent.

    But Mo Ran can't go on like this anymore. Now that the world is chaotic and wars are everywhere, she may follow the wrong master. If Mo Ran goes, she is no longer young and young, and probably can't find any trees that can cling to the sky.  Therefore, she sincerely hopes that Mo Ran will regain her spirits and stop being so crazy.

    So she thought about it, weighed the pros and cons, and finally mustered up her courage, and said: "After Master Chu left, there will be no one worthy of going to the Red Lotus Water Pavilion."

    The ink burned: "Yes. You continue."

    "The concubine thought, since this is the case, if your Majesty goes down to the water pavilion, he will only be touched by the scenery, why not"

    "Why not?" Mo Ran narrowed his eyes.

    "It's better to seal off the red lotus water pavilion. It's a good story to only live in one pavilion." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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