At the same time, at the foot of Jiaoshan Mountain, all monks have successfully escaped, except for the group of people from Jiangdong Hall who are missing. At the moment when they stepped out of the enchantment, although they knew that they were not out of danger, many people were exhausted and collapsed to the ground.
Ma Yun rolled her eyes and squatted on a big rock and wailed: "No, no, no, I can't take it anymore, friends, let's go home and put on strict precautions, I really don't have the strength to make trouble anymore."
Jiang Xi said: "The mysterious magic circle and the people who came out of the magic circle haven't been thoroughly investigated yet, so go back now?"
"Then what can we do? If we still have the energy to fight against them, we won't be in such a mess."
Master Xuanjing also said: "Master Jiang, let's listen to the owner of the horse this time. Rather than resist here and end up in a heroic and miserable situation, it is better to go back and regroup and make preparations."
Jiang Xi pursed her lips and remained silent, looking at the person at the pinnacle of death and life. But Xue Zhengyi and Xue Meng looked extremely relaxed, looking at the main trail of Jiaoshan, until a person looted in the billowing dust and smoke.
"Mo Ran" Xue Meng murmured.
Mo Ran was the last one to leave the Jiaoshan barrier. He frowned, glanced at the crowd, and said, "It's Zhenlong chess, maybe it's related to the first forbidden technique, the time-space life and death gate. If so, come out there." I don't know who it will be, you all go, don't wait here to die, life is the most important thing."
He paused, and then said to Jiang Xi: "Master Jiang, please take everyone to Linling Islet, where it is protected by the Xuanwu barrier and can resist Hua Binan for a while. Besides, your faction is the Medicine Sect, and Zhong It is also convenient for people who have caught the core worm to undo the poison."
Jiang Xi asked: "What about you?"
"Master is still on the mountain. I will go back to help him after you leave. After all this is settled, I will meet up with your sect."
Jiang Xi didn't speak for a long time, and finally raised his arms and arms, and made a bow with Mo Ran, and said: "Hou Jun Gu Yue Ye, farewell."
A group of people were injured, tired, and disabled, and they were going to leave the place of right and wrong with Jiang Xi. Mo Ran suddenly stopped him again.
"Master Jiang!"
"Is Master Mo still doing something?"
Mo Ran said: "Miss Ye"
"I know, Jiang won't let anyone hurt her any more."
Mo Ran was relieved. Jiang Xi and the others walked away, but the people on the summit of death and life hadn't moved yet. Xue Zhengyong lingered for a long time, stepped forward, frowned and said hoarsely, "Ran'er, what's going on?"
Mo Ran looked at his uncle, then at his cousin, feeling a sudden sadness in his heart, but forced a smile and said: "It's a long story, it's a story. Uncle, you lead Xue Meng first, and then I will tell the whole story I will tell you all."
Xue Meng didn't want to wait that long, he said with a burning heart: "No, how could you be a Confucianist? You have always grown up on the top of life and death, you¡ªyou¡ª"
He said "you" for a long time, and finally squeezed out a sentence with red eyes: "You are my brother, right?"
Mo Ran stared at him.
Xue Meng was trembling, even though he tried his best to restrain himself, he was still trembling.
His dazed and sad look is so pitiful, Mo Ran's throat is sore, and he doesn't know what to say.
Finally, he stepped forward and patted Xue Meng on the shoulder.
"When I first came to the peak of death and life, you didn't want to recognize me." Mo Ran smiled bitterly, and he didn't dare to look at Xue Meng's wide-open, steamy eyes.
Those eyes were too clean, too hot.
And he is dirty.
He fears.
Xue Meng was silent for a while before speaking, his voice hoarse: "can you give me a correct sentence?"
He held on tightly to Longcheng, the scimitar that the ink burned to him and inlaid for him.
He grabbed it like he was grabbing life-saving floating weeds.
In just one night, he saw Nangong Si throwing himself into the pool to die for the dragon, seeing Shi Mei's eyes were destroyed, and his life and death were unknown. He saw Mo Ran spilling blood, and opened the seal that only people from the Nangong family could open.
He couldn't breathe, he just felt like he was going to drown.
Mo Ran couldn't bear it: "Okay. I will give you this sentence."
He held Xue Meng's shoulder, he didn't know who was trembling, Xue Meng or himself, but that was no longer important, he looked into Xue Meng's eyes, every word.
"Listen, I have never been a Confucianist. In my life, I have never done anything to harm the peak of death and life. If possible, I would like to work for the sect for the rest of my life."
Xue Meng moved his lips, as if he wanted to say something, but he hadn't spoken yet.p; He took a sharp breath, his eyes glowing brightly.
Desperate, flames and electricity surged inside, dragons and snakes flew.
"Chu Wanning, I hate you. You leave me alone."
He said so, but raised his arms to hug him, and embraced him in his arms.
So hot.
Like fire.
He was stung by this long-lost warmth, and a low sigh came from his throat. He clung to him tightly, hugging him, wishing he could rub him into his bones and blood, swallow him into his heart, so that he would live forever. It doesn't matter whether it's dead, warm or cold.
He has a companion to die, no longer inseparable.
no no¡ª¡ª
But Chu Wanning's scalp was numb, and his eyes turned black. He didn't know what happened. He didn't understand, who died? Who leaves whom alone?
The gate of the Dragon Soul Pool opened again.
In the moving light and shadow, a person hurriedly came, and the person called anxiously: "Master!"
Hundreds of soldiers are on guard, blocking the front.
Hearing this voice, Emperor Taxian was startled at first, and then smiled coolly: "Who am I? It turned out to be 'he'." He waved his hand lazily and lazily, and said to the chess pieces following him: "All It's okay, let him in."
Mo Ran was thinking about Zhenlong Chess Pieces and the Gate of Time and Space Life and Death along the way. He felt that Hua Binan was by no means the last hand. If Hua Binan designed all this, there is no reason for him to entrap Xu Shuanglin like this in front of the summoning platform. , Xu Shuanglin would not recognize him.
So who will the last hand be?
Zhenlong Bureau, the gate of life and death, no return, two ancient legends twisted together in the world, one scene after another, he had a crazy idea in his heart, which made him feel cold all over, but he didn't believe it , He ran all the way, he didn't believe that all this would be true.
Until he broke into the Dragon Soul Palace.
Until, he saw that person clearly.
Mo Ran only felt a buzzing sound in his head, and all the blood rushed into his brain. He couldn't breathe for a while, his lips moved, and his eyes were split.
No¡¡
No!
How can this be true?
The man in the temple, surrounded by everyone, looked so contemptuous and indifferent, and his eyes were so contemptuous and playful.
He stared at Mo Ran faintly.
The same eyebrows, nose bridge, lips, same face, charm, and physique.
The difference is only in the slightest. He seems to be looking in the mirror, and it seems that through the torrent of time, he saw yesterday's ghost-like, lingering self.
Ta Xianjun hooked the corners of his mouth, and burst into a bloody smile.
He took Chu Wanning in front of him, tapped his fingertips on the corner of Chu Wanning's lips, cast a silencing spell, and then smiled at the person at the door:
"Well, Grandmaster Mo, I've heard about Grandmaster's reputation for a long time, and I'm quite curious. Now that the door of life and death is wide open, you and I can finally see each other."
He paused, his eyes gleamed, and his white teeth tapped, typing out two sweet and cold words.
"It's a pleasure to meet you." (Remember the URL of this website: www.hlnovel.com