All My Fans in the World [Quick Transmigration]

"elder brother!"

When Mo Ziyu and Mo Ziyu entered the inheritance place, Mu Mingyue suddenly found that Mu Xingyun beside her was gone.

Mo Ziyu had seen the scene in the inheritance site in the original plot, and with Ying Wudao's strength, the two reached the finish line without any risk.

This is a transparent hall, countless jealous jade slips and weapons floating high on the top of the hall.

Mo Ziyu and Ying Wudao looked at each other, and then they walked towards the inner hall at the same time.

5917 was full of questions in his heart, and his heart was on fire, but he didn't dare to ask, so he had to swallow the questions again.

"Xiao Wu, if you have any questions, ask them as soon as possible." As if hearing 5917's question, Mo Ziyu's voice was brisk, obviously in a good mood.

The host is so easy to talk this time? 5917 cheerfully asked his own question, "Host, what are you doing?"

Mo Ziyu: "Do great things."

"..."

5917 wants to cry but has no tears, so it's better not to say it, it's even more curious!

However, Mo Ziyu didn't pay attention to 5917's thoughts anymore, the two of them didn't even glance at those inheritances, they walked directly through them.

Ying Wudao seemed to have been here countless times, stretched out his hand and pressed on a pillar on the side of the hall, a faint light radiated from his hand, and then a wall not far away suddenly opened silently.

"Su, host, there is no secret room in the original plot!" 5917 exclaimed.

"Xiao Wu, I didn't expect you to still believe in the original plot after so long."

"..." Thinking of the lessons of believing in the original plot countless times, 5917 was speechless.

Through the newly opened door, the two entered the dark passage.

At this moment, the moment the door closed, a figure appeared from a distance, stretched out his hand and pressed the place Ying Wudao had pressed just now.

This place can probably be called the apse of the palace. The layout of the surrounding area is the same as that of the front hall, but it is one size smaller.

Compared with the gorgeous and bright hall in the front hall, the back hall looks much darker. There is only one big altar, and the inside of the altar also looks dark, and the complicated patterns make people feel dazzled for no reason.

"What kind of formation is this?" It's not that Mo Ziyu has never done tasks in the world of cultivating immortals before, and he has even done quite a few, but he has never seen such... a mysterious formation.

Every stroke and every painting seems to have an irrefutable law, and there is also a strange sense of familiarity.

"Host, I feel that the power of this formation is very familiar." 5917 interrupted, "But I can't remember where I saw it before."

"This is a seal." Ying Wudao stared at the altar, with no expression on his face, but his tone was fiery, "It can also be said to be an inheritance. This world calls it the inheritance of the Dao of Heaven."

Mo Ziyu took two steps forward, "Is your original power sealed inside?"

"More than that." Ying Wudao suddenly reached out his hand to Mo Ziyu, "Want to see it? The real me."

Although the expression on his face was the same as usual, Ying Wudao's hands trembled a little, and there was a deeply hidden anxiety in his eyes.

5917: "Host, why do I feel that he is proposing to you?"

The difference with the proposal is that there is no kneeling on one knee to give the ring.

Mo Ziyu: "Then do you think I agree or disagree?"

"I always feel that there is a conspiracy, and I suggest the host not to agree." 5917 carefully analyzed the gains and losses, and finally gave what he thought was a pertinent suggestion, "I always feel that something bad will happen if I agree."

"You're right." Mo Ziyu agreed with 5917.

5917, who thought that he had finally succeeded in convincing the host once, was not happy yet, when he saw Mo Ziyu reach out and hold the hand of the man who it thought had ulterior motives for his host, he said, "Okay."

5917: "...???"

After the two disappeared in the inner hall, the figure who had been following them finally reappeared. It was Mu Xingyun who had followed them from the beginning. He followed the example of the two and jumped towards the altar. People wished that he didn't fall, but was bounced out before he touched the altar, coughing up a mouthful of blood.

Mu Xingyun stared blankly at the altar for a long time, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses, his eyes were a little complicated, then he gave a wry smile, sighed and shook his head, stood up and prepared to leave.

"Do you want him?"

At this time, a voice rang in Mu Xingyun's ear, and he looked around vigilantly, "Who?"

After receiving no response for a long time, Mu Xingyun rubbed his eyebrows, "Have you actually hallucinated?"

"Do you want to get him?" The voice sounded again, "I can help you."

"Who are you?" After confirming that what he heard was not a hallucination, Mu Xingyun raised his vigilance again.

"You just need to say, do you want to, or don't you want to?" The voice did not answer Mu Xingyun's doubts, but continued the topic just now. Its voice had a bewitching taste.

Mu Xingyun took a deep breath, "Think."

"Then now, follow my instructions."

At this moment, Mo Ziyu saw a familiar darkness. If it wasn't for the lack of stars in the sky, he almost thought that he had returned to the system space.Now he can't feel the existence of 5917, nor Yingwudao, and he can't even feel his own existence. He seems to be a piece of thought existing in the darkness.

One minute, one hour, one day, two days, one month, one year...

At first Mo Ziyu still wanted to record the time, but later he simply gave up and started to remember.

From the first time I can remember, to how he grew up, how he chose the profession of actor against his parents' wishes, and how he died, he was bound to the new system of 5917.

After that, it is time and time again, as if there is no end to the task.

In fact, from the beginning to the end, Mo Ziyu had only one purpose, and that was to return to the original world.

That's why he valued those 5917 missions so much, and chose to go back without hesitation when [-] pointed out that the first world was in danger of being confused.

That world template was done so well that even Mo Ziyu had to admit that if it wasn't for Mo Ziyao's appearance, even he wouldn't have recognized it, and the appearance and character of Mo Ziyao and Mo Zishun were imitated so perfectly. They can be picky, but no matter how real they are, they can't fool Mo Ziyu. They are family members he is very familiar with, not an established template.

At that time, Mo Ziyu understood that there was some force preventing him from going back.

That's why he changed his strategy. He managed to get most of the system's power, and he got the news of the rules from it.

Then there are the detached ones.

The rules do not allow the existence of detached people, so there is a situation where Ying Wudao is divided into countless fragments.

It's not that Mo Ziyu didn't know what the other party's invitation meant before entering the altar. If he disagreed, there might be room for change. But choosing Ying Wudao meant that he was willing to advance and retreat with him, or more seriously, to live and die together.

Since then, he has completely stood on the opposite side of the rules.

If it were an ordinary person, he might have been driven mad by such endless darkness, but Mo Ziyu obviously wasn't.

In the long darkness, Mo Ziyu sorted out his previous memories without any haste, and he discovered a very interesting thing, that is, from the beginning to the present... 5917 has become even more stupid.

I don't know how long it took, Mo Ziyu suddenly heard a faint voice sounding indistinctly, at first it was only faintly visible, and then it became clearer and clearer.

"Boom...boom...boom..."

It was the sound of a heartbeat, slow and powerful.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but as if echoing, Mo Ziyu felt that the position of his chest began to beat, even the frequency was the same.Almost instantly, he confirmed that it was Ying Wudao's heartbeat.

The screen in front of Mo Ziyu's eyes lit up.

The architectural structure Mo Ziyu is very familiar with, it is the magic palace where he has lived for more than ten years since he came to this world.

"Hello host, I'm Counterattack System 0001."

"Counter attack system? What?"

Mo Ziyu heard such a question from his body, it was Ying Wudao's voice.

So now it's his memory?

Unlike Mo Ziyu who was bound to the system after his death, Ying Wudao started the mission at the peak of his life, and he was originally a practitioner. His energy accumulation is much stronger than Mo Ziyu's, because it is a counterattack mission , the way he does the task can be described as quite simple and rude.

However, it took him a lot of time to rise to the level of a detached person.

Mo Ziyu made a rough calculation. According to the number of missions, there are at least [-] missions.

As Ying Wudao's last mission came to an end, the rules suddenly turned against him, stripping his power from the seal, and his soul was torn into countless small fragments, which were scattered into various worlds.

I don't know whether it's because of disdain or fear, but the rules turn Ying Wudao's fragments into the protagonists of each world, that is, the darlings of heaven in each world.

Mo Ziyu's task is not so much a strategy, but rather a collection of Ying Wudao's soul fragments. The most sincere feelings are the most fragile and the easiest to defeat, and the rules are exactly like this - to break them one by one, and finally destroy it completely.

However, the rules are all guarded against, and Mo Ziyu was the first to absorb Ying Wudao's soul fragments.

And Ying Wudao took advantage of the loophole and returned to the world where all his energy was sealed.

Mo Ziyu finished reading Ying Wudao's memory, and the world returned to darkness again.

At this time, a gentle force wrapped him in it. He was about to move when he suddenly heard an innocent voice, saying, "Don't move, listen carefully."

Mo Ziyu calmed down.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

The familiar heartbeat sound belonged to Ying Wudao and also to him.

Mo Ziyu's heart was gone long before the system was bound, and now, it was given by Ying Wudao.

As time went by, Mo Ziyu gradually felt that there seemed to be something else besides the heartbeat in this voice.

This feeling became more and more clear, so clear that it seemed that he could completely pierce it with just a light poke.

However, such a thin layer of paper has become the most stubborn obstacle.

"Xiao Yu, Xiao Yu."

At this moment, Mo Ziyu heard the call, and he slowly opened his eyes, meeting the man's dark eyes.

This is a big secret room, the walls are all piled up of white jade, the whole space is dazzlingly white, it seems that there is nothing but white.

However, Mo Ziyu's eyes fell on the uninvited guest standing in front of the two of them. The visitor looked indifferent, and seemed to contain everything in his eyes, but also seemed to have nothing, "Mu Xingyun?"