After the squirrel jumped into the white fog, the entire white fog underwent strange changes, and the surrounding fog swirled like strange water waves. In the direction in front of Mo Tian, ??a fascinating force slowly emitted. But now facing it again, there seems to be a faint suction force in the depths of the deep water waves, giving people the illusion of falling into it. Between the vague white mist, you can actually see that it is a road! The path paved with bluestones winds into the distance. I don't know if Mo Tian rejected the squirrel's good fate and chose another path to go against the Buddha, or if this path has always been here, but the diffuse white fog blocked it and was ignored. Mo Tian took a deep breath, and with a proud smile on his face, he took steps and walked in. A sense of coolness rushed towards him, as if he had stepped into a world of deep water. Just a moment later, Mo Tian found that the white mist around him had disappeared! It turned out that while he was outside, Mo Tian saw that the path had been completely swallowed up by the white mist. But when he set foot on this bluestone road, the white fog suddenly disappeared, and there was nothing but darkness in his eyes. The black dragon wrapped around Mo Tian's arm seemed a little uneasy, and roared twice. Mo Tian raised his brows, and a trace of horror flashed in his heart. This darkness is not the environment. Then he gently stretched out his hand and patted the black dragon on the head, as if to comfort him. Then he looked up at the darkness in front of him, a faint smile suddenly appeared on his lips, but he closed his eyes and took a long step forward. After taking a few steps, suddenly. A burst of hot air rushed towards him, and Mo Tian clearly felt as if he had walked into a sea of ??fire. It turned out that Mo Tian's strength could make him invulnerable to water and fire. But the flames at this moment seemed to be burning from every corner of the body. The skin and flesh all over the body were being burned by the sudden flames. Severe pain surged crazily from every corner of the body. The whole body seemed to be about to collapse. Destroyed in this sea of ??fire. But he still closed his eyes tightly and kept a faint smile on his lips. He moved forward step by step, slowly but continuously. I don¡¯t know when. He felt that the violent sea of ??flames was slowly receding, and suddenly, a crisp sound of water droplets dripping sounded in his ears. A drop of cold water fell on the tip of Mo Tian's nose, and then slowly slid down, gently sliding along his lips, moisturizing his lips that were dry and cracked due to burning. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? In the dark space around me, I remembered the sound of a heavy rainstorm. Then, suddenly, a loud rumbling sound came from the front! The loud sound of crashing waves was heard overwhelmingly. Mo Tian did not open his eyes, but a terrifying scene was clearly depicted in his mind. Huge waves crashed down, and the Poseidon, who had been sleeping for tens of thousands of years, felt an uncontrollable rage in his heart. Roll up a frenzy and vow to destroy everything in this world! The harsh wave and storm almost tore his body apart. Mo Tian even had a feeling at this moment that his body was no longer complete and had been torn into five parts. He had seen the death penalty in the Qin Dynasty when chariots were split into pieces, and later the corpses were quartered by five horses. This was probably how those death row prisoners felt, but the pain Mo Tian was suffering at this moment was even more terrifying. It was as if millions of hands were tearing at him, and he could no longer breathe, as if he was trapped under the deep sea. Then a faint chuckle came from the darkness, the laughter was free and easy, proud, and a little disdainful. Like a thunderclap, the laughter spread out continuously in the endless darkness, and then all the surrounding waves disappeared! Silence returned to Mo Tian's side again, and in the void, only his footsteps seemed to echo. ?A person, walking alone! Mo Tian could no longer feel the presence of the hell black dragon on his arm, as if it had disappeared so suddenly. Maybe you should take a look, is the black dragon still there? What does the surrounding look like at this moment? Where do the sea of ??fire and angry waves come from? This thought, like a vine climbing out of a dark corner, quickly spread in Mo Tian's heart and continued to grow at the same time. "Master" Suddenly, a voice called softly from behind him. Mo Tian's rhythmic footsteps paused involuntarily, with a look of disbelief on his face. Then, his face There was a little bit of anger on his face, and then there was a look of deep helplessness. His eyes were still closed, and his lips moved slightly, as if regretting, as if sighing, and he said softly: "Angele" His thoughts seemed to fly to Israel ten years ago, the man he saved As a Middle Eastern girl, Mo Tian was frustrated for the first time, and for the first time, Mo Tian felt the existence of this world.People who feel helpless. It was also the beginning of involving Mo Tian into the bottomless abyss. The familiar voice, even the delicate tone was the same, with a bit of timid fear, saying: "Master, don't abandon Angele." In Mo Tian's eyes, he seemed to see the pair who had once let him go. His heart-beating eyes were as clean as sapphires. No one in the world was willing to let tears flow from such eyes. Then, he felt his trousers tighten, and the girl's hands hugged Mo Tian's legs just like they did ten years ago. That was the first time Mo Tian felt powerless against the world. He once roared hysterically and rushed into hell just to find the little girl's remnant soul, even if there was a slight possibility of saving her. This even became Mo Tian¡¯s biggest inner demon for a time, until that day he met Liu Feifei, who had the same gaze. That painful memory was swallowed up bit by bit. However, it seemed that this was not over yet, except for Angeli's voice calling him behind him. Slowly, he actually heard the voices of other people, all of whom were unforgettable people in his life. Zhong Xue! The most beautiful woman in hell, the sister of Taoist Zhong Kui, was on Wuling Peak in the Eastern Hell. The young man was heartless, and for the first time his heart was moved by the tenderness that sounded like the call of the breeze. It¡¯s just that in his heart, he is always tied to his lost memory. What qualifications does an incomplete person like myself have to accept the love of others? Later, every girl he met was wonderful, but Mo Tian could never get over the hurdle in his heart. In fact, he had countless absurd thoughts. Even if he was a villain who did all kinds of evil during the hundreds of years when he had no memory, how could they care? What she loves is Mo Tian, ??who has just reached this moment in the timeline. She is accompanying him in the future and embracing the past. And the moon girl, Fini! Zhang Xiaowen, Liu Feifei! ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Xiaomiao! ?¡ ?Why do I only owe so many romantic debts? Mo Tian smiled bitterly and shook his head. Maybe when he chose to live a life like a couple of gods and immortals in the Eastern Hell with Zhong Xue, he would probably live happily now. In the words of Crazy Lin, you have something that makes all men jealous in the world, but you are pursuing the most absurd and meaningless thing in the world the past! The sounds are layer upon layer, seemingly endless, coming in one wave after another. The past events of a lifetime are like smoke, flashing by one scene after another. Mo Tian¡¯s heart, which was as tough as steel, couldn¡¯t help but twitch slightly. It was like a faint crack appeared on a hard eggshell, and a faint fine line was revealed in the eternal darkness. What is the pursuit of this life? It was not that falling into the mysterious realm of darkness forced Mo Tian to think about it, but that he had been thinking about this issue from a long time ago. Now he was thinking unconsciously. As his thoughts moved, another voice sounded behind him that was extremely familiar to him. "Kid, you are still so worthless. Do you want to know everything? Kneel down and beg me. Haha, if this curator is happy, I will tell you everything." The old maniacal laughter echoed throughout the space, Mo Tian When he heard this voice, his hands clenched tightly unconsciously. There are only two people in this world who would use the title "Director" so arrogantly. Old man! Mo Tian¡¯s body trembled slightly, and from the depths of his heart, manic and contradictory emotions surged out. He wanted to turn around and question several times, but he endured it painfully! Isn¡¯t it because of this voice that this life has been full of ups and downs and suffering? Everything from beginning to end is fake! Why? ! At this moment, he did not open his eyes, but he seemed to be able to see the proud smile on the old man's face, as cunning as a fox. ¡°Kid, there are many things that fate cannot change.¡± It¡¯s fate again! Mo Tian silently clenched his fists. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!