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Spoiler "The Only Possibility (Spoof Now)" III

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    In the heavy rain, a newly assembled rebel army stood in front of the mountain, and there were monks from various sects.

    The gate of life and death in time and space has just opened, everything is still unknown, and the dragons and tigers ahead are full of dangers. Therefore, the internal hearts of this newly established allied army are unstable, and each has its own calculations. Almost no one is willing to take the lead.  They were all worried about the Zhenlong chess piece dormant at the peak of life and death, and worried that they would face the tiger and wolf master that Jiaoshan had encountered before.

    They looked into the distance, worried in their hearts¡ªin the rainy Wushan Temple, would there be a demon sitting upright with his eyes closed, waiting for the heroes to throw a mouse, so as to tear everyone into pieces?

    Someone held up the torch lit by the spell, looked up at the majestic mountain, and murmured with emotion: "I really can't imagine Tianyin Pavilion would do such a thing I still feel like a dream."

    "Stop sighing." Zhen Congming of Bitanzhuang patted the man on the shoulder, "If you are so troublesome, why don't you think about how to attack the mountain and end this nightmare quickly."

    Another person said with a gloomy face: "I'm afraid it's not that simple. Mu Yanli is the body of the god and blood, Hua Binan is a generation of medicine sect, and that emperor who stepped on the immortal is that Mo Ran, that fellow has profound mana, and is vicious.  We are still cautious and must not take it lightly.¡±

    The monk's words won the approval of many people.

    ¡ª¡ªIf Xue Meng in his previous life stood here, then he would definitely feel that his life went round and round, and he would always return to the starting point.

    All the things in front of me are so similar to the night when the top ten sects besieged the summit of death and life, and Ta Xianjun committed suicide.

    It's a pity that the one in the crowd at the moment is not Xue Meng from the previous life, but the young man who just lost his parents.

    Although he has handsome eyebrows, his face is very haggard. In order to wear mourning, he did not wear the silver and blue bright armor of the peak of life and death.  He was only wearing a plain blue dress, and his ponytail was tied up with a white hair band.

    Xue Meng said: "Don't gossip, and the situation will be irreparable if you continue to make trouble. What is the most important thing to be vicious and cautious If you are afraid of trouble, you stay here. You don't have to go up."

    Everything is repeating the mistakes of the previous life, just like back then, when Xue Meng said this, the people around him exploded.

    He once again became the target of public criticism¡ª¡ª

    "Mr. Xue, what you said is really too much. What do you mean by being afraid of trouble?" Liu Yemei, the female cultivator of Jiangdong Hall, raised her eyebrows extremely high, "You are not afraid of trouble. A few days ago, you ran to Wushan Hall to assassinate and trample.  Xianjun, what is the result?"

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    "The result is not that you were defeated, but that it dragged Senior Brother Mei and you to clean up the mess!"

    "you¡ª¡ª"

    A white and slender hand blocked Xue Meng's way, and a silver bell jingled on his wrist.

    Xue Meng said angrily: "You don't need to meddle in your own business!"

    Mei Hanxue said with a pleasant face: "How can the matter of the benefactor's son be called nosy?" He said, turning his head and smiling at the nun who blushed regardless of the occasion.

    "Besides, such a good-looking girl, but what she said is not pleasant, of course you have to point it out so that the girl can correct her mistakes." He said politely, "Helping Xue Meng is a friend's help, not to clean up the mess. The world is here  Now, my heart is clear, and please don't wrong me, girl."

    Who in the world doesn't know the charm of senior brother Mei, the female cultivator was speechless in an instant, her face swelled like a pig's liver.

    Seeing her appearance, the nun's Taoist companion suddenly felt that the top of his head was a little green, so he stood up and mocked: "Interesting, Mr. Xue himself is brave and invincible, we are all only timid, why don't you go up to the mountain to explore first?"  The way? Anyway, you are the most familiar with the summit of death and life. I heard that the Emperor Taxian above is the previous life of your cousin Mo Weiyu, and he will never take your life, so safe."

    Mentioning the Emperor Stepping on the Immortal, many people showed some embarrassing expressions on their faces.

    Back then when Grandmaster Mo told them the truth, at that time they thought they were playing tricks and were full of absurd words.  But now, things have surfaced one by one, and everything is as Mo Ran said at the beginning, and many people feel a little uneasy.

    It's a pity that not everyone has this attitude. An elderly monk coughed lightly with his beard and said, "Actually, I think the identity of the Emperor Taxian has yet to be verified."

    Xue Meng gave him a cold look: "What is the verification?"

    The old man said: "I mean, although the stepping fairy looks exactly the same as Mo Ran, it doesn't necessarily mean that it is his previous life as Mo Ran said before. After all, the human skin mask, Jane  Long chess piece, anything is possible."

    "Yeah, I still think that the one who kills Gu Yueye is Mo Ran himself, and there are reasons for the past life and not the past life, yesYour grave?

    Xue Meng's lips were blue, his whole body was trembling, and his chest was rolling in sadness, anger, fear, or something else He buried his face in his palm, wiped off the wet rain, and his mind was in a mess.

    So, in that future that he doesn't know about, what kind of love, hatred and hatred are there?

    He didn't know, just like he didn't know what was engraved on this stone tablet, and for what reason, who changed the inscription.

    I don't know anymore.

    Xue Meng slowed down for a while, but when he opened his eyes, he saw the black-gold phantom reappear.  This time it was closer, and the majestic mountains and rivers, dragons and tigers embroidered with gold thread on the robes were so clearly visible.

    The figure is like some kind of figure somewhere between a spirit and a living person, neither quite alive nor quite a spirit.  The man looked at the Tongtian Tower, and Xue Meng heard him whispering softly: "Master, youjustify me."

    The voice is ethereal, like a dream.

    "I'm going home, I'm going home." He said, but there was a hint of confusion and hesitation in his tone, "I'm going home"

    "Master"

    With a bang, the thunder seemed to smash the earth, the hinterland of the mountains and rivers trembled faintly, and the internal organs were numb.

    "But I don't have a home"

    Hei Jin's figure suddenly looked back, and in the turbulent rain, Xue Meng clearly saw his face, Mo Ran's face.

    Mo Ran seemed to be unable to see him, but murmured to himself: "There is no homeI want to go backI want to go back!"

    He was anxious and desperate: "Let me go back, let me go back! I want to see himI want to see him!!"

    In the thunder and lightning, the black phantom rose into the sky, and Xue Meng was hit by this cold and violent black wind. The shadow passed through him, with a biting chill, much colder than rain.  He was so dazed that he couldn't open his eyes for an instant, and fell to the ground.

    "I can't dieI want to see him!"

    Xue Meng clearly heard Mo Ran's low drink, and the black shadow flew towards the back mountain of the peak of death and life like a whirlwind.  When he came back to his senses, he could no longer see any ghosts, and a sky-cracking red light burst out from the back mountain!

    what happened?  What was that shadow just now?

    Ghost?

    His face was pale, and he sat there stiffly - until someone patted him on the back.

    At this time, Xue Meng's whole body was stretched to the extreme, and he jumped up suddenly when he touched it, crazily and extremely helplessly: "Who?! Who!!"

    Mei Hanxue held him down and hurriedly said, "Don't be afraid, it's me."

    In the woods behind him, an ugly-looking Snowwalker walked out, but he had a pair of shallow blue eyes that Xue Meng was familiar with.  It's Mei Hanxue's cold elder brother wearing a human skin mask.

    The elder brother Mei Hanxue stepped out of the forest, holding two swords in his hand, one was his own Shenwu Shuofeng, the other was

    "Snow Phoenix."

    Mei Hanxue walked up to the trembling Xue Meng, and handed Jiang Xi's saber to him.

    "Master Jiang asked me to hand it over to you. He said you can use it, so you don't have to refuse for some reason."

    The younger brother is still a little curious: "Can I ask, what is the relationship between you and Jiang Xi?"

    "Let's go." The elder brother interrupted the conversation mercilessly, "Let's go to Wushan Temple and see how Master Chu is doing first."

    After Mei Hanxue said these words, she glanced at Xue Meng, tapped the opponent's shoulder with the handle of the Shuofeng sword, and plunged into the depths of the heavy rain without saying a word.

    And his twin brother sighed, raised his hand and patted Xue Meng's head, and followed his brother to the precarious Wushan Palace.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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