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Jiang Xi didn't speak for a long time. In the end, he raised his hands and folded his arms. He bowed to Mo Ran and said, "Hou Jun Gu Yueye, farewell."

The group of people were injured, tired, and disabled, and were ready to follow Jiang Xi and leave the place of right and wrong. Mo Ran suddenly stopped him again.

"Master Jiang!"

"Master Mo, is there anything else?"

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 at the top of life and death had not moved yet. Xue Zhengyong lingered for a long time, stepped forward and frowned and said hoarsely: "Ran'er, what on earth is going on?"

Mo Ran looked at his uncle, and then at his cousin. There was a sudden sadness in his heart, but he said with a strong smile: "It's a long story, it's a story. Uncle, you lead Xue Meng away first, and then I will tell the whole story. I’ll tell you all.”

Xue Meng was not willing to wait that long. His heart was burning and he said: "No, how can you be a member of the Rufeng Sect? You have always grown up on the top of life and death, you - you -"

He said "you" for a long time, and finally, with red eyes, he managed to say: "You are my brother, right?"

The ink burned and stared at him.

Xue Meng was trembling. Although he tried his best to restrain himself, he was still trembling.

His confused and sad look was so pitiful. His throat was sore and he didn't know what to say.

Finally, he stepped forward and patted Xue Meng on the shoulder.

"When I first came to the top of life and death, you were unwilling to recognize me." Mo Ran smiled bitterly, and he did not dare to look at Xue Mengyuan's open, steamy eyes.

Those eyes were too pure and too hot.

And he is dirty.

He fears.

Xue Meng was silent for a long time before speaking, with a hoarse voice: "...please give me the right words, please?"

He clutched Dragon City tightly, the ink-burning spar that gave him the crystal, and the scimitar inlaid for him.

He grasped it like a life-saving floating weed.

In just one night, he saw Nangong Si throwing himself into the pond to die as a dragon, and saw Shi Mo with his eyes destroyed and his life and death unknown. He saw Mo Ran spilling blood and opening the seal that only people from the Nangong family could open.

He couldn't breathe and felt like he was drowning.

The ink burned in my heart and I couldn't bear it: "...Okay. I will give you this accurate sentence."

He held Xue Meng's shoulders. He no longer knew who was shaking, whether it was Xue Meng or himself, but that was no longer important. He looked into Xue Meng's eyes, word for word.

"Listen, I have never been a member of the Confucian Feng Sect. I have never done anything to harm the Peak of Death and Life in my life. If possible, I will serve the sect for the rest of my life."

Xue Meng moved his lips, as if he wanted to say something, but before the words could be spoken, tears rolled down first. He bit his lower lip with all his strength, biting it for a while, but collapsed: "Teacher Mei said that I never understood him. , Actually...Actually, I have never understood you...I used to be too willful and never thought about you. I don't understand anything and I do everything randomly...but...but..."

He paused, tears falling down.

"But I actually really care about you. I will never scold you or bully you again... I think everything will be the same as before... as long as things can be the same as before." At the end of the sentence, he burst into tears, "Brother, don't lie to me..."

With him like this, Mo Ran couldn't bear to watch anymore. He pushed Xue Meng to Xue Zhengyong's side, his voice was low and moist, like the heavy dew on the flowers at dawn.

"Be obedient and go with uncle. I will come to you right away when things are settled here."

After saying that, he turned around and returned to the Jiaoshan barrier, put down the seal, and never looked back.

The bricks and tiles in the Dragon Soul Pond Hall were broken, and the stone pillars fell down. A fierce battle was over, and only gunpowder smoke filled the air. The Mo Dao of Ta Xianjun was placed on Chu Wanning's neck, and the force used was a little harder. The dazzling blood smeared from under the skin and stained the black blade.

Chu Wanning closed his eyes and pursed his lips without saying a word.

"Master, you were too distracted in this fight."

"..."

"You're not paying attention." Ta Xianjun pulled him up from the ground and raised his finger. Mo Dao Bugui disappeared instantly, but at the same time he placed the strongest restraining spell on Chu Wanning, and the ethereal flowing light will He was tied tightly, and he pinched Chu Wanning's chin, forcing him to raise his head.

"Tell me, what are you thinking about?"

Allen Chu slowly opened his eyes, and the face reflected in his eyes was both extremely familiar and extremely unfamiliar.

He felt terrified.

He knew that this was not Mo Ran, but every move of this person was so similar to Mo Ran. What was even more terrifying was that he suddenly realized that he seemed to have seen this face in a dream.

How many times have I fallen in love with Mo Ran in my dreams, but it seems like this face is slightly pale and thin, with evil dormant in the handsomeness, and there is no warmth in the dark eyes, only ferocity, only madness.

"Actually, even if you don't say it, I know it." He said slowly, "Master must be thinking about who I am, what I am talking nonsense about, and where I come from. .”

His fingertips scraped Chu Wanning's cheek affectionately.

"No rush. These... I can tell you slowly. By the way -" His eyes moved down and fell on Allen Chu's left hand.

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