Medical scum wants to cultivate immortality

Shen Wulan and Yuan Tong consciously protected them.

The blood drops on the fingertips of the three of them remained motionless, and Mo Wenshuang could not be sensed at all.

It's heart-wrenching!

Shen Wulan looked at Luo Zhiyu's uncontrollable tears, feeling distressed and helpless.How can I fall in love with a person who has such a long journey in his heart.If he hadn't accompanied him to Mianwujing, this incident would not have happened.

But... I'm afraid I won't meet Bai Suizhong either.

well.He sighed in his heart, his emotions were still unclear.

Suddenly, the blood bead on Luo Zhiyu's hand slid north and fell to the ground.

He opened his eyes, Yuan Tong said, "Could it be that he returned to Mianwujing?"

That direction is the direction of Mianwujing.

Mo Wenxue shook her head, someone in Xianzong had looked for him, but he wasn't there.

"Wrong perception?" Luo Zhiyu worried.

"Probably not." Yuan Tong was very sure, and the certainty made people feel a little strange.

"You know what I'm talking about." Yuan Tong said this to Luo Zhiyu, and Yu Jian flew towards Mianwujing.

Several people quickly followed.Invisibly, they all seem to understand that the only person Mo Wenshuang is willing to talk to now is Luo Zhiyu, and perhaps he is the only one who can really perceive something.

When he came to Mianwu, as Su Ren said, he didn't come back.

Luo Zhiyu was extremely flustered, "Where will he go? Where will he go? I have a very strong feeling that he is very bad now, very bad!"

"Don't talk nonsense! What's wrong! He must be fine!" Mo Wenfeng was also very anxious, he agreed with Luo Zhiyu's words inexplicably, but he was unwilling to agree.His little brother, don't let anything happen to him.

In the past 15 years, he and Mo Wenyu really didn't dare to mention the past, and carefully wanted to protect him from growing up.Mo Wenshuang would be extremely sensitive if he accidentally touched something. Indeed, he would torture himself after the slightest bit of memory was uncovered.Make all kinds of injuries and let it worsen.

Redemption, redemption, redemption.He would say that over and over again.

"Let me feel it again!" Luo Zhiyu grabbed the redemption and scratched the blood-scarred forehead, took another drop of blood, and concentrated.But he couldn't meditate anymore, his heart was very disturbed, his body trembled slightly, and the drop of blood on his hand fell to the ground.

He poked his forehead again with the atonement to draw blood.This sword was originally blunt, without a sharpened edge, and repeatedly pierced the flesh, which can be said to be really painful.

But he doesn't care, as long as he can find Mo Wenshuang, he can bear any pain.

When he dropped the blood for the seventh time, he couldn't stand it anymore, and slapped his hand hard, shouting: "Why are you shaking! You can't fight!"

The blood on his forehead trickled down the tip of his nose, mixed with his transparent tears, mixed into pink, and stained the goose yellow school uniform.

"Luo Zhiyu, Luo Zhiyu." Shen Wulan hugged him tightly, "Don't be like this, we are all in a hurry, we will all go to him. But we can only rely on you to provide directions, he is fine, he must be fine , don’t be messy, don’t be messy. Listen to brother Shen, calm down, I’m holding your hand, I’m here! From childhood to adulthood, no matter what happens to you, I’m by your side. I can help you Whatever happens, this time too, Brother Shen promises you, I will help you find Young Master Shuang, he will be waiting for you safe and sound. He doesn’t know the way, he is waiting for you to bring him back, do you know, do you know ?Calm down, calm down, you can do it."

"Brother Shen, he is very bad, I feel it. I have never been so flustered. I am so scared..." He lay on Shen Wulan's shoulder and cried, "I am so sad, I am so sad, why is he so A good person has to bear the pain of being unable to get out, so what is there, it is nothing, he must lock himself up!"

Mo Wenxue couldn't help crying, tears streaming down her cheeks, "Brother, is it true that we have been wrong all along, why did we let him live in Fangfei alone? Our so-called obedience makes us ignore him too much. "

Mo Wenfeng suppressed his emotions, pulled away Luo Zhiyu who was holding Shen Wulan tightly and crying, and asked sharply: "He is my younger brother, why are you so sad?" Listen to what he has to say.

Luo Zhiyu had no ability to think at all, he shouted, "I like him, I like him! I like him very much! I like him so much! I like him so much that I can atone for him! I like him so much that I can't think about anything! Just looking at him makes me feel that everything in this world is unimportant!"

A tear rolled down Mo Wenfeng's eyes, he pushed Luo Zhiyu away violently, and pointed his sword Yuejue at his heart, angrily, "You like it if you want? Who is he, do you know? He is the rightful leader of our Mo family's Immortal Sect! Do you think you can afford it?"

"Brother!" Mo Wenxue blocked his sword and pushed Luo Zhiyu away, "What are you doing here? Are you really not afraid of death?"

That's right, Luo Zhiyu lowered his head, and looked at Shen Wulan again, with an extremely disappointed expression on his face, what kind of status is he... really can't afford it.

"Mr. Luo, two people are in love with each other, there is no distinction of status." Yuan Tong spoke every word with a bit of sadness.

"Mr. Yuan! Please respect yourself! Master Mo has his mission!"

Mo Wenxue lowered her eyes and said in a low voice, "Brother, we often think that Wen Shuang is stubborn and refuses to forget the past. Why don't you?"

Pressing down his hand holding the sword, looking at the frowning eyebrows of the elder brother, he couldn't hold back the tears, "Father didn't have time to say his last words to us. You will never forget what he said during the Chinese New Year that year, he said, wait to hear When Yu Wenshuang is full, I will give them titles. I and my aunt will abdicate and enjoy the rest of my life. And you and I will also be given the position of palm master. One immortal sect, four palm masters, it is too much. You suggested that the two of them are the leader and the two of us are the assistants, so we must continue the Mo family well."

The sword in Mo Wenfeng's hand fell to the ground with a "slap", "I'm sorry Wen Yu. I should have listened to you back then and chased them over! Maybe he wasn't the one who died, and Wen Shuang wouldn't either. , suffering for so many years."

He squatted on his head, "What was I worrying about at the time? What is there to hesitate? I should just rush over to protect the two of them!"

Afterwards, when Mo Wenfeng did anything, he only decided based on his first instinct and never considered other factors.His so-called blissful and straightforward, the recklessness carried in his vigorous and resolute manner, the guilt that he couldn't let go of for more than ten years.He didn't dare to have any hesitation and unnecessary choices.

The sun is westward, the sky and the earth are hazy, and the wind with white apricot blossoms is so cold that it hurts everyone's heart.

Yuan Tong's palm was bloodied by himself, and li li la la fell.

He looked at everyone immersed in sadness through the veil, and cursed desperately in his heart: Huo Ran, you are a bastard!asshole!See how many irreparable situations you have created with your own hands?And you are still trying to survive!He is really a bastard that everyone can punish!

Shen Wulan noticed his reaction and became more thoughtful.Why is this mysterious person so excited?

"Why do you all have to live in the past, live in the past? Every day is a new day, the past is the past, what can't let go?" Luo Zhiyu picked up Yue Jue, and presented it to Mo Wenfeng respectfully, "You must think that I am young, I have never experienced life and death, and I don't understand the pain. But don't forget, I am a doctor. I have seen various people die for various reasons since I was a child, including babies, old people, and others. There are pregnant women, there are young men who are full of vigor, there are also groom officials who have just married, and old fathers whose son has just passed the championship."

He looked at Shen Wulan, and continued: "I once asked Brother Shen why everyone dies, why everyone who comes to the clinic dies so painfully! He hasn't given me an answer so far."

"But there is no answer to this question at all!" He said hoarsely, "I understand the pain of parting from a loved one, I understand every person who hugs the dead body of a loved one and cries until he dies and faints. I know, it's sad, sad But they are gone after all, you are so sad, they have no way to reincarnate with peace of mind! This is what my mother made up to make me feel comfortable, but I believe it, I believe it! Those who have left don’t want to be alive Loved ones, pain, sadness, never forget! If you really care about them, forget about the past! Live each day well, and enjoy the days they can no longer enjoy! Double the joy! What is there? not good??"

Mo Wenfeng took Yue Jue, and stared blankly at this brat, always thinking that he was heartless and could speak but brains, but it turned out that was not the case.

"Fengzhangzun, you asked me to cure Wenshuang. You don't want me to like him, I don't need to like him. But can you not let me give up treating him? I'm afraid, there won't be another me, Can you get closer to him?"

"Then... I hope you will not disappoint my expectations, and abide by what you said." Mo Wenfeng stood up slowly, and took Yue Jue.

Luo Zhiyu's heart skipped a beat, and he felt a sudden pain in the air.Can I really not like him anymore?Can we only treat him?He wanted to cry, but couldn't cry.

He looked at Mo Wenxue as if praying, but only got a sigh.

No...why did I just say that I can not like him?I can't, really can't.He took a few steps back dejectedly, feeling that his legs were so weak that he was about to collapse, but was caught by Shen Wulan.

"I said long ago that you won't have any results."

He was helpless, and felt sorry for Luo Zhiyu.

The many cuts on his forehead suddenly hurt his heart, and the cold wind was blowing, as if pouring into his whole body through the wound. The coldness of the early winter night made his heart so brittle that it would shatter if he touched it.

He was a little confused, sleepy, and sleepy.But he struggled to hold on, he couldn't sleep, and he hadn't found Mo Wenshuang yet, "Let me try again."

Lifting up the atonement, he stroked his forehead again. Where the wounds were connected together, the skin and flesh were rolled up and hardened by the wind;

He frowned in pain and closed his eyes.Mo Wen Shuangxue leaned against a dark object like a man, his eyes were empty.

Luo Zhiyu opened his eyes sharply, "Wen Shuang..."

He raised his hand towards the front, and everyone looked over, but there was nothing but a piece of apricot blossom falling with the wind.

"Where is it?" Luo Zhiyu muttered, his eyelids getting heavier and heavier, and after closing his eyes again, Mo Wenshuang appeared again, and the thing behind him was very big and long, and it looked heavy.And there is more than one arrangement, so what is this?It's too depressing.

"Wait for me..." Before he could finish his sentence, he fell asleep. To be precise, it should be said that excessive emotions caused temporary fainting.

A few people gathered around, Yuan Tong and Shen Wulan hurriedly gave him his pulse, and then showed surprise at the same time.

"Soul out?" The two shouted at the same time.

"Soul out?" Feng Xue and the others asked incredulously.

"He hasn't learned this exercise yet, how can he do it? Also, where did he go?" Mo Wenxue asked.

Yuan Tong replied affirmatively, "He was called away. Perhaps it can be said that he took the initiative to follow the information he found, and his soul came out."

"You mean, my brother and he had a mutual bond, and he went because he was too worried?" Mo Wenfeng asked in confirmation.

"That's right." Yuan Tong replied.

"Who are you? Only the Meng family knows the soul out exercise best, but it has been lost since Meng Yang's death. The disciples in their sect relied on the soul out exercise left by some elders intermittently, and studied it for many years, but to no avail. Why do you understand so well?" Mo Wenfeng felt really strange.