Chapter 658

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But Mo Ran is hugging him at this moment, and he only feels that the person in his arms is made of ice.

Really cold.

His heart ached.

"I'm here, I'm here."

"He asked me to come to Dragon Blood Mountain a long time ago." Chu nightning looked extremely tired, as if someone had drained all his warm blood and poured endless pain and suffering into it.

"He knew that I didn't want to talk to him face to face or listen to any explanation from him, so he once left me a letter with very sincere words, but I was still stubborn and refused to believe him... I was suspicious of him. .”

Mo Ran touched his cheek. He had never seen Chu Wanning like this.

Plus there were none in previous lives.

This made him feel panicked, and he asked: "What happened?"

But Chu Wanning just answered empty-handedly: "I am suspicious of him..."

This man who had always been calm and rational was finally torn to pieces.

He was like a horned bow whose string was stretched to the extreme and suddenly broke. He was trembling in Mo Ran's arms, trembling constantly, so desperate, so pitiful.

Chu night Ning huddled up, and once the person who had been tense for half a life collapsed, the accumulated grief was enough to burst: "I should have been here long ago... If I had listened to him, many things would not have happened, Nangong I won’t die, I won’t be blind, it’s all within my reach...it’s all within my time.”

"Master."

"If I had listened to what was said in that letter, this wouldn't be the case..."

It took Mo Ran a long time to comfort him slightly. After a long time, Allen Chu finally stopped crying, but his eyes were out of focus. Mo Ran pinched his fingertips, but found that he couldn't. The heat, just like the subtle trembling, never stops.

"Why don't I want to believe him again..."

The ink burned and listened silently. In fact, along the way, because of stepping on the Immortal Emperor, Mo Ran actually envisioned countless scenarios of meeting Chu Wanning again, and thought about a lot of explanations and requests.

But he found that there was no use for it.

He didn't expect that seeing him again would be like this.

"He... also left a memory scroll..." Finally, Allen Chu finally calmed down slowly, Mo Ran touched his cheek, his cheek was cold, "... Before he left, he always hoped If you can come, I will give it to you with my own hands.”

Hearing that it was related to himself, the ink-burning fingertips froze.

Memories scroll?

What would be written there? What does the guilty master know?

Mo Ran felt that his hands were starting to get cold, his hair stood on end, and he was bone-chilling.

Chu Wanning said hoarsely: "But he can't wait any longer, his life is over." After he finished speaking, he seemed to have been touched by an extremely painful scar, frowning, and said no more.

He was probably afraid that if he said one more word, he would collapse again.

Chu nightning covered his eyelids with his arms. He calmed himself down and slowly recovered the calmness, peace, coldness and reliability that he had borrowed all over the place. He picked up the pieces and put them on himself slowly.

After all, he wasn't used to being a weakling.

Finally, Chu nightning raised his moist eyes, took out the scroll from his arms, and handed it to Mo Ran.

"It contains all the secrets he knows."

There was an undetectable tremor in Mo Ran's voice: "...Has he also read it to you?"

"seen it already."

The ink burned and my heart trembled.

He looked into Allen Chu's eyes, and at that moment he had an extremely terrifying thought.

He felt that Chu Wanning seemed to have understood everything.

He took the scroll with the sapphire as its axis.

He was suddenly so uneasy, so he suddenly held Chu Wanning's finger and rubbed it.

"Wan Ning..."

"..."

"If what that person... told you in Jiaoshan was true, would you hate me?"

Chu Wanning's face was originally very pale, and at this time it was even more bloodless, and even his lips were slightly green.

"Will you hate me?"

Mo Ran held his hand with so much strength, stubbornness, and even brutality. But what was completely different from that strength was the pleading beneath his soft eyelashes.

"can you?"

Allen Chu shook his head and did not answer. He closed his eyes and said, "...Look at the scroll."

The scroll left by Master Huaizui is very sinister, not similar to the spells in the mortal world, but closer to the dream-creating world of the feathered people in Peach Blossom Land.

Mo Ran took another deep look at Chu Wanning, then opened the scroll and placed the scroll with the radiance of jade between his eyebrows.

The scene of Dragon Blood Mountain disappeared, and what followed was a bottomless darkness. In the darkness, a guilty voice sounded, with a bit of sigh, echoing in Mo Ran's ears.

"Master Chu, Benefactor Mo, and the old monk know that their time is short, but seeing that the world is changing and a disaster is coming, if we don't do our best, I will tell you two things about what I know to help you return to the world, old monk In purgatory, you will also feel regretful."

The voice paused, then spoke slowly.

"The past events involved in this scroll are all unimaginable, and the old monk's past mistakes cannot be concealed. I know that I have been unruly for half my life, with deep sins in my past life, coupled with my stupidity, shallowness, and narrow-mindedness. In the past two hundred years, I have I lived an ignoble life with only a handful of sober days, and the good deeds I did were pitifully few. I had sinned throughout my life, and there was no redemption for it. After my death,

They will also fall into the endless hell and never be reincarnated for eternity. However, I still have extravagant hopes. I hope that after reading this, you two will not feel disgusted with the old monk and feel that the old monk...is inferior to an animal. "

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