The apprentice just wants to die

His vision has blurred, the world in front of him is hazy, and his hearing is no longer working.The person in front of him seemed to say something.

What is he saying?

Can't hear, can't see.

Forget it, it doesn't matter.

Anyway, he was about to die.

finally dying...

Thinking of this, Mo Wuyou really didn't want to explore anymore.There is a hole in his heart that runs through his body, and hot blood is rushing out crazily.

It didn't hurt too much, after all, Feng Xun's sword was as sharp as ever, and it didn't sloppy at all.

Even if the heart is slightly deviated, that's right, he didn't know that his heart was deviated after practicing the magic kung fu.

Mo Wuyou summoned the last trace of demon energy in his body, trying to completely destroy his heart veins.

As everyone knows, his action startled the people around him, and he quickly pointed his sword at him, thinking that he still had some life-saving big move that he hadn't used yet.

Heh... A group of useless cowards, if he wants to kill them, how can they stand here properly.

On the contrary, the person in front of him seemed a little excited when he saw his movements, and held him tightly with his hands.

What does he want to do?

Mo Wuyou blinked his eyes hard, but he still couldn't see the other person's expression clearly, so he didn't look at it.

The trace of demonic energy had completely destroyed the heart veins, feeling the loss of vitality, Mo Wuyou's eyes were dark, he swallowed the blood in his throat, and slowly raised the corners of his mouth.

Goodbye, Master.

No, never see you again.

It was dark all around, and I couldn't see anything, or rather, there was nothing.

He seemed to be in nothingness.

Thinking of this, Mo Wuyou shivered violently.

Isn't he dead? How can he still feel it?

Isn't it dead and clean, no way.No matter how powerful his demon body is, it is impossible to survive if his heart is smashed.

Just when Mo Wuyou was wondering whether he was dead or not in horror, a voice sounded.

"Yo Hou, hello host, it's the first time we meet, my name is 520."

Meet?Where is anyone?

Mo Wuyou looked around, except for a glowing ball that suddenly appeared just now, there was no ghost.

So is the ball talking?What kind of monster looks so strange?

But this is not the most important thing, Mo Wuyou gritted his teeth, and said in a rather sinister tone, "You brought me back to life?"

520 didn't notice the murderous intent in Mo Wuyou's tone at all, and he was quite complacent at the moment, the rigid electronic voice made him feel complacent: "Of course it's me, how can I be amazing?"

"Yeah, it's really amazing..." Mo Wuyou pulled back his wide sleeves with a sullen face, feeling that his cultivation was still there, he punched that thing called Er.

"Bang... bang bang... bang bang bang..."

Mo Wuyou's strength was so great that it could be said that it covered all his anger.

He finally died perfectly according to the way he wanted, but in the end he was pulled back by this extremely abstract thing that didn't even have a face.

Getting pissed!

This space looks boundless, but in fact there are invisible barriers all around.

The 520 bounced back and forth on these barriers, the speed was so fast that afterimages appeared.

"Ah...help, I'm falling apart!"

520 just felt that the world was spinning, and the parts in its body couldn't wait to rush out.

Is it going to die heroically on the first day of work?

No!

Perhaps it was the fear of returning to the factory for rebuilding that made the 520 enlightened. It finally realized that Mo Wuyou might not be as happy as he imagined, and begged for mercy: "Host host, I am very useful, no matter what you wish I can do it all! Please stop me!"

"Any wish is allowed?" Hearing this, Mo Wuyou slightly raised his eyebrows, "Really?"

Seeing that there is something to be said for survival, 520 hurriedly said, "Yes, yes, host, do you have any wishes that I need to fulfill?"

Mo Wuyou narrowed his eyes slightly, and waved a wisp of magic energy, stopping the ball that was still moving at high speed.

The magic energy sealed 520 inside tightly, which meant that if the other party couldn't do it, they would tear up the ticket immediately.

520 tremblingly looked at the demonic energy around him with non-existent eyes: "Su, host, then your wish is..."

Mo Wuyou tapped 520 with his sallow fingertips, tapped repeatedly, and suddenly smiled, "I want you to send me back to the quarter of an hour before Feng Xun pierced my heart with a sword."

He thought of a better ending, more perfect than the previous one.

It was obviously a normal tone, but 520 actually felt a little cold.It shouldn't, as a system, how could it feel cold.

Could it have been smashed by the previous bowling-style Thomas full spin? ?

Seeing no response from 520, Mo Wuyou's face darkened again, "Why, can't it be done?"

At the same time, the devilish energy began to stir.

"No, no, no! It can be done!" 520 was about to cry, this host is so scary, woo woo woo woo...

Mo Wuyou was satisfied now, "Then hurry up, I'm going now."

"Yes, this will enable the time retrospective function for the host."

A dazzling white light flashed, Mo Wuyou rubbed his eyes, and looked around expectantly.

From the Haiyue School, from the Penglai School, from the Taixu School, from the Qingya School...

Well, several great fairy gates are all in place.

And then...Feng Xun.

Mo Wuyou raised his eyes to look at the person in front of him. His snow-white robe fell to the ground, and his gentle and picturesque eyebrows were like the never-changing Qingfeng of Jiyue.

It's what he likes, and it's what he hates.It's the look that he can't be shaken even after trying everything.

"Pfft."

In this tense atmosphere, Mo Wuyou just laughed out of nowhere.But so what, he was originally an unreasonable big devil.

"Mo Wuyou, you can still laugh when you are about to die, let me tell you, no matter what tricks you have today, you will not escape death!"

"Hahaha..." Mo Wuyou smiled even more happily, "Escape, why should I escape? I can't wish more than that."

"You're stubborn, so you can only show quick words." Seeing that Mo Wuyou didn't care, the man turned red with anger.

Mo Wuyou still vaguely remembered him, Qi Shengping, the son of the head of a small sect.Always wanted to be Feng Xun's apprentice, but he robbed him of the spot, and I still hate him to this day.

Just a clown.

Feng Xun frowned, he always felt that Mo Wuyou in front of him was a little strange, but he couldn't tell what was so strange.

"Worriless, if you stop now, I can..."

"No." Mo Wuyou interrupted Feng Xun's words, and then, as if afraid that the other party might not hear clearly, repeated, "You can't."

Feng Xun's brows frowned even tighter, and even his lips were tightly pursed.Finally, he asked hoarsely, "Why?"

The voice was very soft, I don't know if he was asking Mo Wuyou or himself.

Mo Wuyou grinned the corners of his mouth, his eyes were full of frivolity, and instead of answering Feng Xun's question, he cleared his throat and read, "There is a bright moon in the world, bright and clear, and when you see it suddenly, you can't forget it again." .”

The young man's voice was clear and clear, like jade stones dripping from a clear spring, even falling to the top of this thousand-foot-high cliff.

Feng Xun clenched his hands tightly and stared at Mo Wuyou without blinking. These words were given to him by Mo Wuyou on his birthday.

At that time, he was only ten years old, and he had just finished learning those books.I asked him to write articles to be proficient in knowledge, but Mo Wuyou thought about it for a long time, and gave him the first poem he wrote in his life as a birthday present.

"Worriless, I..."

"Hush." ​​Mo Wuyou put a finger on the other's lips with a smile, "Noisy."

What he wanted to say was interrupted again, Feng Xun stared blankly at the person in front of him, his lips moved slightly, and he didn't speak again.

He didn't know, what else could he say.

Mo Wuyou withdrew his finger, felt itchy, pinched Feng Xun's face again, and then put down his hand contentedly.

Feng Xun slowly caressed the place Mo Wuyou pinched, feeling a little at a loss for a moment.

Sure enough, there was something wrong with Mo Wuyou now, it seemed that he was extraordinarily free-wheeling.

"Feng Xun..." Mo Wuyou suddenly called out to the other party, and seeing Feng Xun looking over, he curled his mouth, "I admit defeat."

I throw in the towel, you win.

The soft four words made Feng Xun's heart suffocate, and even his brain hurt like being pricked by thousands of needles, and he was almost unable to think.

Why did you admit defeat?

"Okay." Mo Wuyou didn't say any more, but clapped his hands, and a blood-red formation spread around him, and the coverage area expanded rapidly.

"God Killing Formation, it's God Killing Formation! He actually created the God Killing Formation!"

Everyone stared at the creepy creature on the ground exuding terrifying coercion.

Different formations, desperately retreating.The brave ones were covered in cold sweat, while the timid ones couldn't even stand upright.

The God Killing Formation, as the name suggests, can kill even gods.Once this formation is activated, all living beings within a radius of ten thousand miles will be wiped out in an instant.

But how could such a formation be harmless to the initiator, Mo Wuyou suppressed the surging blood, and laughed even worse.

He first killed the original Demon Lord and replaced him.Then he declared war with the fairy world, causing the lives of several worlds to die.In the end, I want to single out everyone in the fairy world on the top of Wangxian Cliff.

For this formation, his cultivation has already been depleted.

But what does it matter, he is here to die.

He used this formation to force Feng Xun to kill him with his own hands, making Feng Xun say he hates him like a self-tortured one.

He is a lunatic, wanting to kill himself with the hands of the person he has loved all his life, and declare his failure with the lives of tens of millions of people.

What a perfect way to end it, but now he has a new idea.

Under the almost terrified eyes of the crowd, Mo Wuyou pulled out Feng Xun's saber.

"laugh!"

The sharp blade penetrated deep into the abdomen, and then stabbed out from behind.Then came another sword.

a sword

two swords

Three Swords

Mo Wuyou's hand was steady, without any hesitation, as if what he stabbed was just an inanimate object.

.........

twenty swords

21 swords

At first the wound could heal, but as the sword pierced one after another, the wound healed more and more slowly, and finally could no longer keep up with the speed.

Scarlet blood splattered, even staining Feng Xun's face a little.

Mo Wuyou licked away the blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, although the pain made his voice tremble, but he still smiled, "21 times, I remember correctly, Master?"

21 times, he confessed to Feng Xun 21 times in total.

Feng Xun's face was pale, his eyes were bloodshot, he opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

When his apprentice confessed to himself for the first time, he

A bet was made.

He said he would make himself like him.

At that time, I made a mistake by accident, so I accepted such a ridiculous and deviant bet.From then on, no matter how many times he refused, Mo Wuyou never gave up.

But now...

Feng Xun forced himself to meet Mo Wuyou's eyes, it shouldn't be like this, when those eyes looked at him, they were always full of joy.

Instead of being like now, there is no sadness or joy.

Mo Wuyou took a breath of air-conditioning, and smiled happily with a bloodless face.He just wanted everyone to know that he had lost, and that he lost completely.

He has no retreat, nor does he want to retreat. What's wrong with going all the way to the dark, anyway, he has a clear conscience.

Putting the sword back into Feng Xun's hand, Mo Wuyou looked at Feng Xun

The reddened eyes are even happier.

"Feng Xun, kill me."

The young man's gentle voice is now more like a magic voice urging him to death.

Feng Xun came back to his senses, and shook off the sword in his hand forcefully.He staggered back a few steps, shaking his head frantically, looking quite embarrassed.

"no no!"

Mo Wuyou squatted down slowly, picked up the sword from the ground, wiped it carefully with his sleeve, and put the hilt into Feng Xun's hand again.

Feng Xun wanted to hold back again, but it was too late.Using his hand, Mo Wuyou sent the blade of the sword into his chest accurately.

Hot heart blood splashed all over Feng Xun's body.That robe was always spotless, stained with blood, just like the red dress Mo Wuyou wore.

A sword pierces the heart

What happened later, Mo Wuyou didn't know,

It was only at the end that he vaguely saw Feng Xun squatting down.

Probably to collect the body for himself.

The author has something to say: the next book "The Immortal Being Teased Thousands of Times"

Yu Mao is a key employee of the Crematorium Department of the Fast Transmigration Bureau. He has conquered countless targets, and the mission completion rate is 100%.

The so-called crematorium department, as the name suggests, must let the mission target experience the taste of the crematorium.

Since the targets are mostly handsome men and beautiful women, countless employees are scrambling to bow down.Only the yu cat walks among thousands of flowers, without a single leaf touching itself.Every time after completing the task, he would leave in a cool way, leaving behind a goal that he could not find.

Someone asked him what is the secret of his success

Answer: A real man never looks back

On this day, Yu Mao received a long-term mission with an unknown goal from the main god, asking him to go to the world of cultivating immortals first to gain a foothold, and send it after the goal is confirmed.

So Yu Mao went there, and in order not to fall behind in his performance, he even started a new work mode: wearing middle-wear.

Recently, some strange things happened to Xianzun Jihan.I always go to some strange places suddenly without memory, and use someone else's identity.

This is not the most important thing, the most important thing is that he can always run into the same person in those strange places.A bastard who said he loved him but never hesitated when he left!

After so many times, Ji Han became annoyed, and vowed to find that heartless bastard, and let him know that some people cannot be flirted with.

Coincidentally, one day Ji Han met the new student who was coaching him, who was exactly the same as that little bastard from name to appearance.

Ji Han: He, I teach.

coach; ah?

Yu Mao: It seems that I have done a good job in my foothold, and I have become the first disciple of the Immortal Venerable. Why hasn't the main god issued a task yet?

After flirting, he was thrown into bitter hatred and attacked X