Rebirth of the Peerless Demon Pet

The enchantment seems to be a thin layer, but in fact it is a prohibition on the mask. Anyone who tries to break through will be directly killed by this enchantment.

But Mo Canglan entered the land of no one, and easily entered the barrier.

Inside and outside the enchantment, it seems to be two worlds.

The area here is huge, looking around, it is a vast expanse, with the scenery of a snowfield, this place reminds Mo Canglan of the Snow White Realm instantly, but there is no hunting cold wind of the Snow White Realm here.

A world of ice and snow, in the distance is a boundless ice lake, covered with a layer of ice that does not know how thick or thin, but if you look closely, the water is rippling, obviously not yet solidified.It is surrounded by mountains on three sides, and these are all snow-capped mountains with ice tips hanging upside down, surrounded by ice trees one after another.

"The spring breeze is not here." An indifferent voice came from behind, and Mo Canglan looked back, only to see a young man with snow-haired red lips and a demeanor looking at him.

He was dressed in white clothes like snow, even his skin was white, like a person carved from ice and snow, as if he could blend in with this world of ice and snow without saying a word.

"I'm lonely and ignorant," he said.

This is indeed lonely.

It was exactly the same as the young man who was always by Han Wushuang's side during the battle to restore the mirage, even the voice was the same.

Mo Canglan looked at this person and said, "Aren't you already dead?"

Gu Yuan Wuhua: "..."

He looked at Mo Canglan, smiled to himself, and said, "It seems that you really don't want to see me."

Mo Canglan said lightly: "You are constantly tempting me."

Gu Yuan Wuhua and Mo Canglan stood side by side, looked at the lake, and said in a voice with a bit of vicissitudes: "Because, I have been waiting for you for a long time, in this lonely and cold place, I am the only one who will accompany you Your bones have been waiting day and night, year after year, for an unknown amount of time."

But Mo Canglan was unmoved, he glanced at Gu Yuan Wuhua, and said rather shamelessly: "The person you are waiting for should be Han Wushuang, not me, let me introduce first, my name is Mo Canglan, from the Northern Desert White Snow Realm, I have never met Han Wushuang 3000 years ago, we have never met each other, we have nothing to do with each other."

It seems calm, but Mo Canglan's heart has already set off a turbulent sea at this time, there is no sense of illusion here, and he can't jump to conclusions whether this lonely abyss is dead or alive, but there is indeed nothing wrong with this person. Dead, like a living person.

But isn't Gu Yuan Wuhua already dead?

This spring breeze is not over, leaving only a remnant soul of Guyuan Wuhua, and when Hanjiang repaired the gate of the Three Realms, it has disappeared, but who is this person in front of him?

Who was pretending to confuse him on purpose, or is Gu Yuan Wuhua still alive?

Mo Canglan was confused in his heart, but he never showed it easily. Looking at his expression, he felt that this person was extremely indifferent and calm.

Gu Yuan Wuhua chuckled, looked at Mo Canglan quite affectionately, and said: "Han Wushuang died in my hands 3000 years ago, but, although his body died, his soul still survived, and he continued to reincarnate." Reincarnation, I also have the ability to remind him of the past life."

Mo Canglan said: "If you really have this ability, let me admit that I am that person, and I will admit it too. I am afraid that you are just like those elders of Guiyuan Shenzong, just guessing."

Gu Yuan Wuhua said: "What you are talking about is my good brother and those elders?"

Mo Canglan didn't speak.

Yu.

Hee.

Group.

Correct.

Gu Yuan Wuhua said to himself: "They are not me, how can they recognize who you are? In this world, I am the only one who can do it."

As he spoke, he stared at Mo Canglan's face almost obsessively, and said, "Wu Shuang, I've been waiting for you for a long time, do you really have no memory of me anymore?"

His expression was sad but sincere, full of anticipation, his words were full of longing and love for Mo Canglan, and he even brought you a touch of rice to give you the most crazy thing.

He waited for 3000 years just to see his sweetheart again, and he had nothing else to ask for.

He loved him deeply and gave almost everything for him, including his life.

However, Mo Canglan fixed his eyes on him, and said calmly: "You have tried everything to find me, what is the meaning? If you want to prove that I am Han Wushuang, then show me enough convincing evidence, you If you just want to invite me to come, talk about the old days, and say a few words of longing, that's fine, I have a Taoist partner now, and I have nothing to do with you, and in the future, maybe there will be no more involvement."

"..." Gu Yuan Wuhua took a deep breath, as if trying to calm down his emotions.

He laughed in a low voice, hehe, he didn't know if he was laughing at himself or at this fate.

Three thousand years of painstaking efforts, but all in vain.

"I will seal the soul that carries all your memories in an ice coffin. There is a seal on the ice coffin, and only you can open it."

Gu Yuan Wuhua's voice calmed down quite a bit, and he said lightly: "When you get off this frozen lake and open the ice coffin, you will naturally remember everything about being Han Wushuang. It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not, the only important thing is you Yes or no."

Mo Canglan's eyes were filled with turmoil in an instant.

He has been under suspicion for so long, and the elders of Guiyuan Shenzong who have lived for a thousand years all suspect that he is Han Wushuang. Even himself, sometimes he can't help feeling that he and Han Wushuang have merged into each other, but he is still the second. Once, someone told him so clearly that it was a way to determine if he was that person.

In the past and present life, right and wrong, love and hatred, Mo Canglan naturally wants to know the truth.

He actually had no intention of knowing the past of Han Wushuang and Gu Yuan Wuhua, but if someone was willing to present the truth to him, he would naturally be respectful rather than obedient.

only……

"Why should I regain the memory of being Han Wushuang?" Mo Canglan said, "Even though I was indeed him, Han Wushuang had a miserable life in that life. Just hearing what happened to me made me shudder and shudder. Numbness, if you can forget the past and live in this life, that would be a good thing."

He can, but doesn't have to.

Mo Canglan never denied his admiration for Han Wushuang, if it were him, he might not be able to perform such feats as being willing to lead the world and die without complaint.

In the battle in the lonely place, Han Wushuang conferred the gods. Everyone saw that he almost sealed the entire gate of the Three Realms with his own power, but only he, who had acquired synaesthesia, could really feel it. The pain of tearing the whole person apart.

Han Wushuang's cultivation base should also fall from the top masters after that. Such an injury has fundamentally damaged the core of the heart. Without a thousand years of cultivation, there is no panacea to bring the dead back to life. The darling with extraordinary talent will also become half a useless person.

After the war, within ten years, Zize Xianlu launched an attack on the vast continent. Judging from the time, it is absolutely impossible for Han Wushuang to recover his cultivation, but he still wants to fight for Zize Xianlu and Guyuan Wuhua. Who can tell the pain in it?

Mo Canglan thought almost indifferently: He would rather not have such a previous life.

He has endured the pain of becoming a cripple, so he doesn't want to remember Han Wushuang's last brutal experience.

Gu Yuan Wuhua sighed: "You are serious about me, you don't have any nostalgia anymore."

Mo Canglan said: "I told you, I already have a Taoist companion."

"But with such a cultivation base, you simply cannot protect your Taoist companion."

Gu Yuan Wuhua took a step closer to him, stared at him and said, "Your current cultivation is far inferior to that of Han Wushuang back then. Seeing that the gates of the Three Realms are about to fall apart, and the ghosts and demons return to the world, the first to bear the brunt will be It's Nanling County, do you really think that you can take care of yourself and stay out of it?"

"The gate of the Three Realms was sealed by Han Wushuang himself. Only he himself knows the Taoism. 3000 years have passed, and the entire vast continent. I am afraid that the Taoism has long since declined, and there is no second strong person who can recreate a barrier." Or, your appearance is almost the same as Han Wushuang, and you have obtained his inheritance. Guiyuan Shenzong and the elders of that family will never let you go easily—the gate of the Three Realms is already doomed to be your responsibility!"

"So, can you continue to wait with peace of mind and slowly improve your cultivation?"

"Your body lacks a soul and a soul. Although it is not harmful to your life, it also hinders your cultivation. You should have noticed it yourself. The further you go, the more your cultivation improves. Blocked, as if something was missing."

"Are you willing to spend thousands of years to return to the peak state?"

Mo Canglan: "..."

It turned out that there was another reason for this, so he said why he no longer felt smooth and natural after his cultivation had reached the level of breaking alchemy.

Naturally, he was not reconciled.

Gu Yuan Wuhua was aggressive, his face was a little red, and when it came to excitement, even he himself couldn't control his emotions.

But it was because of this that Mo Canglan realized that this person was a real living person—if it was a refined corpse puppet, no matter how rich the expression was, it would never have the color changes that normal people have on his face. But in front of this solitary abyss, the change of skin color is really normal.

Mo Canglan was silent for a moment before asking: "Didn't Han Jiang, the gate of the Three Realms, re-seal it with you?"

Gu Yuan Wuhua said: "What kind of seal is that? It's still crumbling. In the gate of the Three Realms, your half-body cultivation base is fused, coupled with the spell that only you know, and it can last for so many years."

He looked at Mo Canglan who was lost in thought, and sighed long and hard whether it was bitterness or helplessness, and said: "I know you very well, I understand your thoughts, even after 3000 years, even if you have been reincarnated forever, you should Some of those compassionate hearts are still the same as before, nothing has changed, nothing has changed, no matter how unfair the world treats you, you still regard the affairs of the world as your own responsibility."

Mo Canglan couldn't help showing a smile.

Even he himself didn't know that he was so great.

He didn't care about most of what Gu Yuan Wuhua said, but he was right in one sentence - if Guiyuan Shenzong had already determined that he was the one who could re-seal the gate of the Three Realms, then he His cultivation base is indeed powerless to compete with those people.

Mo Canglan practiced day and night, and even shortened the time spent with Yue Jianwei deliberately, but in the shortest possible time, he could elevate his cultivation to a height that most people could not reach, so that he could protect his sincerity. people who want to protect.

Not only Yuejianwei, but also Mo Yihan, and even the entire snowy land far away in the northern desert.

He is still too weak now.

"Han Wushuang died because of you. I had an old relationship with you, and there must be old grievances. In 3000 years, no amount of love can be wiped out. What's more, I have a favorite in my heart now, and it is impossible for me to be affectionate and righteous to you." , thinking about it, only resentment and hatred remain.”

Mo Canglan looked at Gu Yuan Wuhua's cold and dusty face, hooked his lips, and asked playfully: "You are not afraid, I will kill you to relieve my hatred when I recover my memory?"

He didn't know how deep and difficult it was to break off the love-hate entanglement between Han Wushuang and Gu Yuan Wuhua, but he was sure that he was by no means a person who could easily fall in love, but once he fell in love, he would become deeply in love. Weak water, just take a scoop to drink.

What is Guyuan Wuhua?

It was just someone who killed him.

If all love can be obtained by relying on time and infatuation, then there will be no more bitter lovers in this world.

Moreover, is this person really lonely and ignorant?