Kokonoe

"I have hoped more than once, that you are wearing armor and walking slowly from that place of crystal light, but I don't move. I just look at you with joy in my eyes."

But at this moment, Mo Xuan stood alone in the center, and the person in his eyes was still so graceful, standing proudly alone in the world.

Qingfeng sighed softly, only for a moment, as if he didn't notice.

"Welcome to the lord!" Qingfeng knelt down on one knee, serious and solemn.

Mu Ya looked at Mo Xuan and then over there, and was dragged down by Zuo Sichen's hand in a panic.

"Welcome to the lord!"

The endless city echoes silently.

Mo Xuan couldn't see the expression clearly on his face, his hands were hanging by his side, trembling slightly, clenched into balls.

Mu Ya lightly tugged Mo Xuan's clothes, Mo Xuan didn't move, but slowly closed his eyes.

"Liar," he said softly.

Cang Ming's eyes reflected Mo Xuan's thin body, he habitually raised his arm but then lowered it blankly, as if he didn't understand why he reacted like this.

After a long while, the silent sea floor finally sounded with a breathtaking voice.

"The body of the nether world, not bad."

Mo Xuan twitched the corner of his mouth with a wry smile, and he heard himself answer with a trembling voice: "Thank you Lord for your compliment."

This is not Cang Ming, it must not be, Mo Xuan shouted loudly in his heart, but when he looked up again, that perfect person was so real, yet so real that everything was so wrong.

Holding back his tears, he smiled and said, "Liar."

What? I will take you to the highest place, I will hug you with my warm body, and I will always stand by your side. It is all fake, fake, fake!Mo Xuan felt that he was a fool, he cheerfully jumped into the cage designed by others, and then couldn't get out at all.

Cang Ming's armor was shining coldly, he walked past Mo Xuan, and shook Mo Xuan's eyes.

"It seems that the Demon Emperor has returned to his throne." Cang Ming's voice drifted away slowly: "I don't know what to do with the Great Wilderness."

The ring on Mo Xuan's hand flickered, and a white egg suddenly appeared in front of him, which was slowly growing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and suddenly cracked.

The egg that was inexplicably obtained in Nanyu broke its shell at this time.

Cang Ming stopped in his tracks, carefully sized Mo Xuan meaningfully, and then turned away to look at the monster that was slowly breaking out of its shell.

He slightly bent the corner of his mouth, with a hint of tenderness: "Long time no see, Jiuying."

The nine-headed monster suddenly shrunk its body and turned into a child, but it was always followed by a tail swaying back and forth.

"Master!" Jiu Ying called out timidly, and threw herself into Cang Ming's arms.

And Cang Ming also firmly held Jiuying's small body, he poked Jiuying's baby fat lightly, and said slowly: "Are you coming to meet me?"

"Yeah! Jiuying has been waiting for the master for a long time!"

Cang Ming touched Jiuying's head, and looked at Qingfeng who had been kneeling all along: "Can the Wu Clan be taken?"

Qingfeng replied with her head down: "Yes!"

Cang Ming nodded, and he seemed to be talking to himself: "It's time to end."

Mo Xuan suddenly wanted to laugh, so he did.

"fraud!"

He raised his voice again: "Liar!"

Cang Ming only looked at him with doubts, then turned around and walked away slowly.

Jiuying lay on Cang Ming's shoulder, looking at Mo Xuan with complex eyes, not as simple as it appeared on the surface.

"This is... what's going on..." Mu Ya twisted his face and asked in a low voice.

Wu Xiao looked at Mo Xuan worriedly, and slowly shook his head.

Zuo Sichen wanted to go forward to say something to Mo Xuan, but was dragged away by Yan Shuo.

The three of them shook their heads, gestured to Qingfeng, and dragged Zuo Sichen away temporarily.

Mo Xuan's eyes were scattered, and the eye sockets were blurred but never so clear.

"You lied to me." Mo Xuan said.

Qingfeng slowly turned his back: "I'm not lying to you."

"That's it! That's it!" Mo Xuan was suddenly pulled into a nervous hysteria. He stared at Qingfeng with red eyes, full of hatred but suddenly vented his anger: "Speak, tell the truth."

Qingfeng sighed in his heart, opened his mouth but repeated again: "I never lied to you."

It's just that it is uncertain and no one knows, so the results are all possible.

The existence of the endless city is the result of Cang Ming giving up half of his body to cultivate, and another reason why this city can last for a thousand years under the sea is because of the soul cage, Cang Ming's soul cage.

The barriers around here are all soul cages set up by Cang Ming, so people from the Heaven Realm are not allowed to approach or enter.And because one of the three souls was lost, Tian Yu was able to take advantage of the loophole to separate Cang Ming's soul and imprison it.It's just that Cang Ming left a way out for himself, and it was also in this endless city.

The four great beasts exist to protect this place, so they are willing to give up their lives in the previous life to transport Cang Ming's body here, and the restrictions set by the Demon Emperor Hongyang can not only suppress violence, but also reassure the soul.The White Pagoda, the entrance to the Yuren Domain, is actually a fusion tripod, and the forger is Qin Zhong.

Over the long years, Cang Ming's body under the Requiem Pagoda slowly merged with the soul cage, saving a lot of time.

But the most important thing is another part of Cang Ming's soul imprisoned in the Nether Cold Pool.

"The Witch Clan once predicted that a son would follow the destiny and fall into the underworld, and he would be the key to unlocking the lord's imprisonment."

Mo Xuan's head was buzzing, and when he finally understood the twists and turns, he had already fallen and sat on the cold ground.

"So, I've always been a pawn?" So, no matter how accommodating and considerate his soul was before, it was a play from beginning to end, a play that had been predicted for a long time and would always be staged?Just because of me, the key that hit the lock?

Qingfeng immediately retorted: "No! Mo Xuan, you have never been a pawn! The lord did not mean to use you, but, just... there is a slight deviation."

Mo Xuan didn't know if he heard it or not, he just sat there in a daze without responding.

Qingfeng stepped forward worriedly, feeling distressed.

"Mo Xuan, listen to me." Qingfeng stroked Mo Xuan's back again and again: "I understand your current mood, but I want to tell you that you have never been a pawn! The current state of the lord is also a last resort. "

"Oh." Mo Xuan opened his mouth slightly.

Qingfeng said again: "At that time, the leader wanted to disperse the three souls, and his seven souls would also be affected accordingly. So he had to gather all his mana in one place, that is, in the Nether Cold Pool, so the one you met The lord is actually real from the beginning to the end. But if you want to fuse the three souls, the lord's mana will slowly return to the real body, but the memory will not. Do you understand? The current lord is controlled by the real body Everything, but the previous memory is hidden in one of his three souls, it just needs time to wake up."

Mo Xuan still didn't answer.

Qingfeng was anxious, pressing Mo Xuan's shoulder and shaking lightly: "Do you understand? The lord has never lied to you."

Mo Xuan's eyes flickered, and he suddenly asked: "You said, need time to wake up?"

Qingfeng responded for a while before solemnly nodding: "That's right, but it depends on the degree of fusion of the soul."

Mo Xuan blinked, and suddenly got up from the ground in a panic and looked around: "Where is he? Where did he go?"

Qingfeng held Mo Xuan back, but felt relieved: "The lord has returned to the Great Wilderness."

Jiuying is the envoy who came to meet the lord.

"Dahuang..." Mo Xuan became quiet, but lost again.

Great Wilderness, the place that is closest to the Dao of Heaven among the population.

"Why don't you take me with you?" Mo Xuan's eyes drooped, a little aggrieved but also a little uneasy.

He was afraid, he was afraid that he would be powerless and unable to approach the place called a miracle, so he was separated from that person by time and space, and could never see him again.

Qingfeng quickly comforted him, but made a formal request to Mo Xuan: "Come back with me."

"Go...where?"

Qingfeng's deep eyes are full of time: "Witch Clan."

The territory where the world is silent but never lacks the right to speak, the guardian who is dedicated to his duty under the law of heaven, the position that is one step away from the wild but can stand side by side.

"Wu people are the loyal cavalry of the Lord of the Great Desolation." Qingfeng said.

He never compromised because of his rights, and he once made bold vows not to return to his family, but on this day, Mo Xuan faced his uncle who was like a stranger despite his blood, and just because of the opportunity to stand side by side, he said: "Okay."

I stepped into the family that my parents avoided, and the disputes that my parents tried to keep me away from.

So, Cang Ming, can you wait a little longer, let me approach you slowly, and then wake up my Cang Ming.

Seeing the sun again, Mu Ya held Suzaku in his arms.

The restart of the central prohibition brought the four great beasts into the world.

Xiao Yi wrapped around Yan Shuo's feet and spat out the letter, but he couldn't cover the wings on his back and the five claws that were about to spread.

When leaving the Endless City, Wu Xiao also met Xuanwu who was slowly leaning forward from the deep sea.

Hong Yang never showed up again, but a token caused a new wave of turmoil in Beiming.

Under the order of the Great Wilderness, the legendary person is about to return to his throne.

Tuantuan carried Mo Xuan and flew over Beiming, Qingfeng had already left with the news that the young master was about to return, but what about Mo Xuan?He needs to go to a place to get back a thing that belongs to him.

Qingfeng said: "That's the young master's seal, it's your mother's token."

And Suyun never left anything to Mo Xuan, but Mo Xuan remembered that in a certain mid-autumn year, his mother poured a pot of sweet-scented osmanthus wine and nestled in his father's arms, she smiled slightly, enchanted by the beauty.

"Mo Yuan, the wine made from sweet-scented osmanthus at home is better."

Dad said: "Of course, that's the tree we planted together."

Mo Xuan was still young at that time, drowsy after drinking some wine, but listened carefully.

"Mother, we don't have an osmanthus tree at home."

Su Yun couldn't be happier, she nodded to Xiao Moxuan's head and said: "Who said there is no, the sweet-scented osmanthus tree in front of our house is the most fragrant."

That sweet-scented osmanthus tree is what parents call a matchmaker and a testimony of their love, so Mo Xuan thought, he should go home and have a look.

However, not Lingshan.

Rather, hell.

Volume Three: Hell