Immortal, save me!

Biluo Cliff is half fairyland and half desert, half fairy grass and spiritual plants, and half miscellaneous hair. The cliff is steep, like a knife cutting an axe. The waterfall rushes straight down and divides into two parts halfway up. The huge impact is at the bottom of the cliff. After falling into the deep pit, the pool was a thousand feet deep and nothing could be seen. The cold pool is turbulent, half cold and half hot. It looks like Tai Chi and is a double-headed dragon's nest. There is a hole on the wall next to it, which is like a maze, and I don't know where it leads.

Luo Jin stood carefully on the edge, holding the dagger tightly in her hand.

In front, Mo Yin and the two-headed dragon were fighting each other. Huge waves rolled and spiritual power exploded. It was like a heavy rain falling, soaking the bottom of the Biluo cliff.

Luo Jin's eyes were fixed on the battle situation, her nerves were tense, and she was just waiting for the opportunity to rush forward and kill the double-headed dragon.

But he was really weak and couldn't do anything to help. He could only stand and watch from a distance.

Luo Jin pursed her lips, and her thoughts surged. When will he have strong spiritual power and be able to face danger with the immortal?

He felt an inexplicable feeling of anxiety in his heart, feeling the immortal's distant attitude. He wanted to get closer but couldn't.

why?

What happened to the immortal that day?

He intuitively felt that the abnormality of the immortal that day was the source of his change in attitude towards him, but he had no way of finding out.

Over there, the battle quickly came to an end.

The huge body of the double-headed dragon hit the cliff and fell to the ground, motionless, but dead.

Mo Yin stood there with his back to the two of them, motionless, unable to see the situation.

Luo Jin immediately ran over and looked up at Mo Yin, her nerves tense.

"Fairy..."

Mo Yin lowered his eyes and wiped away the blood on his lips.

"nothing."

Luo Jin looked at him without saying a word. When she saw him turning around to leave, she stretched out her hand and pulled Mo Yin's sleeve. He hesitated for a moment and asked, "Immortal, what did I do to make you angry?"

Mo Yin paused and looked down at him, his tone calm.

"No."

"Then why...why is the immortal tired of me and doesn't want to pay attention to me?"

Mo Yin's expression was hidden in the night, making it difficult to see clearly.

Luo Jin stared at his expression without missing a beat.

"I don't hate you."

"Really?" Luo Jin didn't believe it.

Mo Yin turned around and walked to the edge of the pool, felt it carefully, and called Luo Jin over.

"Take off your clothes and go down and soak."

Luo Jin didn't ask anything. She took off her clothes obediently and walked to the edge of the pool.

Mo Yin looked at the birthmark on the boy's lower back and pursed his lips slightly.

That birthmark, his intermittent memory, and the inexplicable feeling of familiarity.

who are you?

Could it be it?

Mo Yin closed his eyes, leaning on the tree and looking at the misty clouds in the distance.

He actually understood that no matter who the person in that memory was, Luo Jin would only be Luo Jin. Even if he was reincarnated, he would be a new individual and had nothing to do with his previous life.

Therefore, he should not place those private bets on him.

These days, he was the one who got the most out of the situation.

Mo Yin stood up and walked into the clouds and mist.

In the pool, Luo Jin soaked in the water silently, looking at Mo Yin's figure in the distance without holding back.

He clenched his fists, his heart aching.

You can't keep someone who wants to leave, so is the immortal going to leave?

It's okay to leave.

Luo Jin twitched her lips and smiled.

It doesn't matter if they leave, they have no relationship in the first place.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the pool. It was very cold here. When the pool was stirred up, the cold mist rose into the air, chilling people's hearts.

He stayed in the pool honestly, clearly not wanting to pay attention to the person who left, but his eyes refused to obey him and kept looking in the direction where the person left.

One voice is telling me that I want the immortal to come back, and the other voice is saying, let's go, let's go, it's okay not to come back.

Luo Jin looked at the direction Mo Yin left without moving his eyes. He hoped that the immortal would come back and that he would not be abandoned.

After an unknown amount of time, Luo Jin's eyes felt sore from staring at him. He couldn't help but blink his eyes, and there was mist in his eyes.

Bai Shi gathered wild fruits and handed them to Luo Jin.

"Master, eat some fruit."

Luo Jin was indeed hungry, but he didn't want to eat.

He turned his head and said, "No, you can eat."

Bai Shi looked at Luo Jin. He didn't understand why his master looked like this. He was so stubborn and aggrieved, which was unbearable.

Immortal Mo left without saying where he went or when he would return.

These days, the atmosphere between the master and Immortal Mo is strange.

Is the master worried that Immortal Mo will not come back?

"Xian Mo will be back. Master, eat some."

Shiraishi took the fruit and handed it forward again.

Hearing this, Luo Jin calmed down and said, "How can you be sure, what if he really doesn't come back?"

"Then we can go find him."

Luo Jin's eyes lit up for a moment. This is indeed an idea. If the mountain is not mine, I will be the mountain.

But the world is so big, where can we find it?

But he wasn't thinking too far ahead.

Because Mo Yin is back.

His white robe was stained with dust and his hair was slightly messy, but he remained calm and composed.

He was holding an unknown medicinal herb in his hand, his white clothes were stained with dust, and his eyebrows were like mountains and rivers. He was handsome, gentle and indifferent. When he raised his eyes, time passed from the corners of his eyes and brows. It was the precipitation after experiencing the world, clear and thick. .

Luo Jin's heart beat fiercely, and she had an indescribable feeling that she wanted to keep looking at him, not wanting to leave him every moment.

Mo Yin walked closer and looked at the young man with wet eyes, looking at him aggrievedly.