Shui Mo, Wang Mo went crazy after being reborn.

As Jieze spoke, a person slowly appeared next to the throne.

Her long silver-gray hair was braided, with the broken hair covering her left eye. She was wearing a blue-black sleeveless robe with weird patterns on it that looked like a starry sky. Her right chest and right arm were covered with bandages. .

"Stardust..." Wang Mo was a little shocked when he saw this person suddenly appearing.

The ninth among the ten levels of dharma in the Forbidden Land, the artificial fairy magician Stardust!

What is his relationship with Jie Ze?

"After all, he is an acquaintance of you!" Jie Ze looked at Wang Mo's shocked look, and his smile couldn't help but deepen.

Xingchen put his right hand on his chest, put his left hand behind his back and bowed slightly in a bow. He said in a pious voice, "It's an honor to see you again, Fairy Wang Mo."

Wang Mo's mind was confused, again?

Why do these people have memories of past lives?

Looking at Jie Ze, Wang Mo had an outrageous guess, "You are not the world king, are you?"

Wang Mo had only seen one person who could summon Stardust in his previous life, and that was the World King.

Could it be that this realm is the king of the world?

However, Wang Mo felt like something was wrong.

Jie Zhi: "Just be whoever you think I am. Anyway, you won't think about it consciously in the future."

Jie Ze waved, and Xingchen stepped forward and snapped his fingers, "Ye Luoli's magic has unlimited limits, Thousand Silk Bells!"

Red lines and bells appeared, surrounding Wang Mo. The bells vibrated and made sharp and piercing sounds.

Wang Mo was in a daze for a moment, this scene looked so familiar.

She suddenly seemed to have returned to a forbidden place, Shui Qingli was besieged, and the day she chose to commit suicide...

Shui Qingli's heart-rending call seemed to echo in his ears.

Also, Luo Li disappeared, and emotions of despair and pain surged in like a tide at this moment...

The healed wounds reopened, filled with pain, guilt, despair...

Wang Mo couldn't help but reach out and cover his head, breathing heavily like a person about to drown.

Her consciousness fell into the abyss, as if countless hands were tearing her apart repeatedly, as if they were trying to tear her whole body apart.

There are countless voices in my mind, pain, despair, destruction, hatred, greed...

"Mo, don't-"

"Momo, you want to be happy..."

"You don't deserve to live, why don't you die?"

"I want lots and lots of gold!"

"I have nothing left, are you going to force me to death?"

"The world is upside down in black and white, why do you ask me to wear white?"

……

——Who are those?

Wang Mo's consciousness was filled with those different voices, and she woke up for a moment.

At that moment, a picture unfolded before her eyes. In a vast desert, a flawless white tea flower bloomed, beautiful and holy.

Luo Li, who was wearing a pink princess dress, stood beside Tumihua. Her face looked like she was crying but not crying, and she seemed to be smiling but not smiling, but her eyes were full of blessings.

"Mo Mo, your heart is so barren, but it doesn't matter. I will give you my last love. Mo Mo, you have to be well."

As soon as she finished speaking, Luo Li turned into pink light and blended into the desert...

The branches of the tea flowers are swaying, as if they will wither at any time.

Suddenly, the sweet rain fell, the tea flowers were moistened, countless buds broke out of the ground, and red and white roses bloomed...

The voices in my mind are disappearing, and the consciousness that was originally on the verge of collapse is pieced together bit by bit as the rose blooms.

Wang Mo stood motionless, as if his consciousness was completely lost.

The rose beside her was wilting, as if it had lost its vitality.

Jie Ze has been observing, watching Wang Mo's painful expression gradually become calmer at the beginning, and his eyes as bright as stars seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, no longer alive.

Qian Silu Bell finally stopped vibrating at this time.

"Has consciousness been destroyed?" Jie Ze sat on the throne and watched from a distance, but had no past thoughts.

"You know the role of the Thousand Silk Bells. It will remind people of the most painful times, when they lose their will, indulge in the past, and their consciousness gradually falls apart." The Thousand Silk Bells controlled by Stardust shook again.

Wang Mo had no reaction.

"It seems that it was really destroyed. I thought how powerful the will that can carry the sea of ​​desire can be!" Jie Ze sneered.

Stardust said nothing next to him.

"Xingchen, you did a good job." Jie Ze turned around and praised Xingchen.

Stardust put her right hand on her chest and bent over, "It is an honor for me to serve my master."

The boundary finally moved at this time.

He flew up and quickly came to Wang Mo, stretched out his hand to lift her chin, and raised the corners of his lips slightly, "I said, you can only be mine!"

He let go of his hand, formed seals on his fingertips, and spelled out frequently, "The divine moon is the boundary, the holy spirit is radiant, Yuxi Yuyan, I will inject my will into you, Wang Mo, become my slave!"

The middle finger and index finger were pressed together between Wang Mo's eyebrows. A silver light flashed on the fingertips, as if it was about to enter Wang Mo's mind.

At this moment, Wang Mo's misty eyes blinked slightly, the fog dispersed, the corners of his eyes were slightly curved, and his red lips were lightly opened, "The sea of ​​desire is the boundary, absolute will!"

The finger pointed at the center of her brow was wrapped in a layer of red mist, and the silver light above was swallowed up.

"What? You didn't lose consciousness? How is that possible?" Jie Ze looked at Wang Mo in shock, wondering why she could still wake up?

The slender gilded sword blade appeared, and Wang Mo slashed it with his backhand, directly cutting it into a silver glow.

She did almost lose her will, but Jie Ze would never imagine what someone had done to keep her alive.

Luo Li's last love was an anchor that took root in her heart.

That sweet rain was the clear and endless love that pieced together her broken pieces and gave her flesh and blood.

Therefore, Wang Mo will never be lost, and her consciousness will only become stronger and stronger under the influence of Stardust Thousand Silk Bells!

"Why is this happening? Why did you wake up?" Jie Ze appeared again, only two or three steps away from her, looking at Wang Mo with a strange look.

The sword in Wang Mo's hand turned and turned into a staff, and he replied coldly, "Because of my will, it is absolutely impossible to compromise!"

"You want to control the sea of ​​desire through me, what a wishful thinking!"

The staff was raised high, and the red roses bloomed, alluring and beautiful. "I can only be the master of the sea of ​​desire. Don't you want the sea of ​​desire? Then I will put your desires into the sea of ​​desire and let you experience it." !”

"The sea of ​​desire is the boundary, and desire is the prisoner!"

The red power surged out from the rose and went straight to the boundary.

"What, you want to arrest my desire? Impossible! Crescent Shield!" Jie Ze quickly took two steps back and called out the Crescent Shield.

"Oh, it's useless, Jie Zhe. You once said that you are invisible, so I will tell you that the power of my sea of ​​desire is also invisible!" Wang Mo chuckled, and the red power went directly through the bend. Moon Shield.

How can desire be tangible?

Jie Ze watched the red power coming towards him, his eyes full of disbelief.

"Is the sea of ​​desire also an invisible thing?" So what is going on with the rose of desire?