Medical scum wants to cultivate immortality

Shouldn't it be Mo Wenyu who came back to the illusion in person?Why am I the one who entered the illusion?

Mo Wenshuang slowly moved his eyes back and forth, and dug his fingers into his palms. He desperately wanted to believe that he had been forgiven, but he couldn't believe it at all. What he heard just now was true.

15 years, 15 years!He was looking forward to what he could hear every day, but now that he heard it, he didn't feel relieved at all, on the contrary, he was even more depressed and sad!

With some confusion in his thoughts, he slumped on the ground and muttered silently: "In the end, is that true? Didn't Ah Yu disappear in the tomb? The environment, the environment was created by me, but the parents are real. Yes, it is true." Yes, but Ah Yu from the tomb told me that my parents had long since disappeared, no, no, no, in the end, what should I do?"

"Wen Shuang!"

Luo Zhiyu wanted to help him, but was caught by the phantom, and whispered: "Wen Yu's habit, call him Ah Shuang, don't show your flaws."

"?" His father knows I'm not Mo Wenyu?Before he had time to think about anything, he heard his mother say: "Whether you can give up the realm and get out of your knots, that's all there is to it."

"!" They were really his parents, they came to save him!But why now, why before, why couldn't she get rid of the control of Mo Wenshuang's powerful self-blame?

Could it be?Is it because Yuantong's worms gradually ate up his demon barrier, and now he has a chance to get rid of it?

No, it should be two drops of blood from Feng and Xue.

Two drops of blood?Luo Zhiyu seemed to understand something, looked at the two rotten phantoms, and nodded.

"A Shuang, today is the last time we meet you. I'm very happy, we will use this way to get close to each other. Instead of being manipulated by your thoughts to do violence to you." Luo Zhiyu imagined himself as his brother.

"The last time?" Mo Wenshuang asked with difficulty from her own unsteady emotions.

"There is reincarnation in the world. People enter the underworld, and their souls ascend to heaven. Parents are lucky, and they are going to enjoy the blessings above. However, your thoughts are too persistent, and parents cannot be separated from the world, and they cannot leave. However, if we drag on, But it really faded away."

"No, Dad! You can't disappear, it's my fault, I shouldn't trap you!"

"A Shuang, mother knows. When you were young, your father and I were busy with Xianzong affairs all day long, so we didn't have time to take care of you and A Yu. Every time you complained that you couldn't eat the apricot blossom soup made by mother, mother felt that Very guilty. Alas, but in the future, I can’t make it for you. But when Ah Shuang grows up, he can learn how to make it by himself, right? When I miss my mother, I will make some apricot flower soup, and I will be there You are with you by your side, you know?"

"mother…"

"Mother and father also want to be with you all the time, but, no matter the living or the dead, they all have missions to do. We can't stay in the world for too long. Every place has its rules. , can’t violate it, otherwise, we will be punished.”

Hearing this, Luo Zhiyu was a little dazed. Is what they said true?Is there really any other place besides this world where we exist?A place we can't see but yearn for?

He doesn't quite believe in the atheism of the doctor, but he doesn't know how to explain the current situation.

If the blood of Feng Xue and the others awakened his parents and really recalled the afterimage, which is their real consciousness, then there is nothing that can be connected with Mo Wenyu at all, so the soul In and out of the illusion, is this what his parents deliberately did to appease Mo Wenshuang?

Could it be that Feng Xue and their father and aunt had some communication before?

Immortal cultivators are really too mysterious!Luo Zhiyu couldn't help secretly marveling and admiring, and was a little shaken by his long-standing theory of no ghosts and gods.

Originally, he thought that those who cultivated immortals would only know many immortal arts, and their life span would be much longer than ordinary people.

"But... But hasn't Ah Yu already disappeared?" Mo Wenshuang tried hard to wake herself up, to distinguish whether what happened now is true or not!

The two phantoms turned their heads stiffly to look at "Mo Wenyu".

Luo Zhiyu was nervous for a moment, how should I answer?He didn't know that Mo Wenshuang had encountered the real image of Ah Yu in the tomb, so he didn't dare to say anything hastily about the disappearance he said.

"Ah Yu," his mother said, "Ah Yu's spiritual power is all on your body, even if the image disappears, he will miss you strongly, and can appear for a short time, I am afraid, this will be the last time. "

Hearing this, Luo Zhiyu felt that he was really fooling things, that he had disappeared and could reappear...this...is too unconvincing.

But seeing that Mo Wenshuang really believed it, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk along the slope.

"Yes, I have always been with you with a little bit of spiritual consciousness, but it is so slight that you can't perceive me, but in the past 15 years, I really know what you are doing! A Shuang, don't do it in the future. Hurt yourself, otherwise, I will not feel at ease when I leave today. You have to take care of yourself. "

Luo Zhiyu finished speaking, pointed to himself tied to the tree, and added selfishly, "Alo, Aluo will need your care in the future! You always miss us, he will be very worried and sad .In the days to come, let go of missing us, and let go of your so-called atonement."

After speaking, he looked up at the two phantoms, wondering whether his parents would be unhappy if he said this.This is the first time we meet... It's not very respectable.

He worried that he would not be accepted.

Mo Wenshuang's mother nodded slightly, and smiled with her incomplete lips. Although she looked creepy, she was full of kindness.

This is, can you accept yourself?Luo Zhiyu opened his eyes slightly, his heart fluctuated, and he said secretly: "Don't worry, Mo Wenshuang will be my life for the rest of your life, I will definitely take good care of him."

His mother touched his father's arm with a hand that only had knuckles left, "You also hope that Ah Shuang will be cherished and taken care of, sooner or later, he will have someone else to treat him well for us. "

With a moderate sigh, Mo Wenshuang's father slowly turned his neck, looked at Luo Zhiyu on the tree, and then at "Mo Wenyu", hesitated for a long time, and then nodded.

Some reluctance, but the emotion that he had to do it was clearly felt by Luo Zhiyu.

Who wants to, his son is a broken sleeve.Even though they are all cultivators of immortality, it is not a matter of honor for the sect for a dignified master to form an immortal couple with a man.

Luo Zhiyu really wanted to say tens of thousands of words of gratitude, but he couldn't do anything. Now, he is Mo Wenshuang's elder brother. What he has to do now is to work with his parents to persuade him to destroy border.

He also didn't care that the rotten smell of his phantom would stain him, so he reached out and held Mo Wenshuang with great pity, "A Shuang, you don't want to see me and my parents disappear tonight, right? , should be erased."

His parents nodded, and they seemed to be trying their best to smile with their rotten and terrifying faces.

But this smile is really unsightly and hideous.

How ironic, his family faced it with the most sincere heart, visually it is indeed so distressing.

"Father, mother, this place no longer exists, can I still see you?"

This extravagant hope must be asked out of great despair.Luo Zhiyu smiled bitterly.

"You go back to Gumengyin. The swing in the attic is our answer. We really should go, otherwise, we will disappear forever. A Shuang, you are so good, you will not disobey your mother, especially I don't want us to cease to exist. Mother believes that you can live a good life in the future. "

"Swing?" Mo Wenshuang really wanted to leave the country immediately to see what the answer was.But he was extremely reluctant, because for 15 years, it turned out that his constant guilt oppressed his parents not to show up.See you today, why would you want to just let go?

Weeping silently for a long time.

There were no tears in the phantom, but Luo Zhiyu saw them cry very clearly, crying so heartbreakingly.

He was uncomfortable, so uncomfortable that his heart ached so badly.

"A Shuang, let's go, we won't be able to let you go if you keep procrastinating." Luo Zhiyu stroked his crying hair, his hands shaking uncontrollably.

Mo Wenshuang grabbed "Mo Wenyu"'s hand, put it on her head again, choked up, "Brother, I miss you very much, the time when you used to touch my hair, give it to me a few more times, in the future, I won't feel it anymore .”

Luo Zhiyu really wanted to throw herself into his arms and cry aloud. Such a heart-wrenching person stayed in Fangfei alone and indifferently for 15 years, 15 years!Repeatedly trying to figure out the few poor memories and warmth before the age of eight.

How cruel, how cruel!

"A Shuang, you really should have met A Luo earlier." Luo Zhiyu said the opposite in his heart: Wen Shuang, I really should have known you earlier.

He kept stroking Mo Wenshuang's hair, his movements became more and more difficult, and he was less and less controlled by his own soul.And he felt that he was being slowly sucked away by some force, and he was forced to leave the person who was holding his arm tightly.

"A Shuang, mother and father are going to take Ah Yu away. There is really no time. From now on, you and Afeng Axue must take on the mission of the Immortal Sect Master."

Luo Zhiyu shook his head desperately, "I don't want to leave you, I don't want to!"

He watched Mo Wenshuang, who was getting further and further away from him, struggling to stand up. The scars all over his body made it impossible for him to run, and he staggered after himself and his parents, crying to stop.

"Me!" He turned his head to look at the two phantoms, wanting to tell them that he cannot go with them, he is Luo Zhiyu, Luo Zhiyu, not Mo Wenyu!

But he was stopped by the change of scene in front of him.

In the wilderness, it became brighter, the blood on the ground gradually disappeared, and a thin layer of green slowly appeared, the big trees sprouted, and the birds sang softly.

Mo Wenshuang stopped, looked around, and then looked at the three phantoms.

His brows were tightened, and the sadness in his expression was tinged with surprise.