God lures him to attack

The moment Mo Xi pulled Bai Qiansha away, the black nails peeled off from Lu Yao's chest, blood splashed and stained Mo Xi's purple shirt.

"Bai Qiancha! You forced me." Mo Xi frowned, and when Lu Yao regained consciousness, Mo Xi had already held the rusty long knife in her hand.

Then a strange thing happened. In this place where the nine yangs gathered, the sky thunder did not fall, and the magic knife that had not been washed by the sky thunder took off its rust, and the cold light flashed, and it returned to its sharp appearance.

"What's going on here?" Gan Ze took a step forward, curious and confused about what he saw.

This knife was forged to destroy Hanba, and only the reincarnation of the gods can use it. But now, it is not Lu Yao who has transformed this knife, but the zombie who has been sleeping for thousands of years——Mo Xi.

What exactly is going on?Was it all wrong from the start?

Could it be that... the real owner of this knife... is Mo Xi?

Gan Ze thought that at this moment, Mo Xi had already stabbed Bai Qiancha with a knife.

A golden flame visible to the naked eye was burning all over the magic knife. The flame wrapped around Mo Xi's body and burned Bai Qiancha's body.

The two stood facing each other in this formation like this, burned by this seemingly harmless golden flame, and began to be wiped out at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"You actually died with me just to save him?" Bai Qiancha looked at

With the magic knife piercing through his chest, he slowly raised his head to look at the man confronting him, with a sad look in his eyes, as if he could not have predicted such an ending.

"It's time to end, let me go, and you too." Mo Xi smiled, let go of the handle of the knife, and stepped back.

Looking at his smile, Bai Qiancha forgot the pain in his body for a moment, maybe he couldn't feel the pain, only felt that his physical body was being annihilated.

He stared blankly at the man's smile, remembering how he smiled when he first saw him.He hoped that this smile belonged to him alone, but in the end, he still couldn't hug him.

But that's fine, at least, he will accompany him, ashes to ashes to ashes.

"Mo Xi, if only I had an afterlife..." The voice followed the knife to the ground.

With a "bang dang", the magic knife bounced lightly on the ground, and fell silent, gradually wrapped in rust.

Just like that, Bai Qiancha scattered into invisible particles in their eyes and disappeared with the wind.

The invisible particles dissipated and wrapped around Mo Xi's body, making him one of the countless dust in the world.

"Mo Xi!" Lu Yao got up from the ground and ran towards Mo Xi's direction. He wanted to touch his body, but his hand passed through the scattered dust, and he couldn't hold anything.

For a moment, dreams and reality were mixed together, Mo Xi's every frown and smile were edited in Lu Yao's mind, like air that couldn't be dispelled.

He didn't know why he felt sad, and he didn't know why his eyes were full of tears, he just felt that he was going to lose something, what was going to be lost...

"Lu Yao, have you ever heard that fate is determined by God?" Mo Xi smiled sadly, but beautifully, "I thought that if I waited for you for 1000 years, we could be together, but it still ended like this."

"What are you talking about, Mo Xi? Why can't I understand?" Lu Yao watched Mo Xi disappear. There were many things he didn't understand. disappear.

"I hate life and separation, and I hate death and separation, but I have met them." Mo Xi smiled wryly, and he walked towards Lu Yao step by step, reaching out to touch his face.

His slender hands were blown by the wind and turned into transparent dust, scattered in the night. He said: "1000 years ago I was separated from you, and 1000 years later I will say goodbye to you. Maybe this is our fate. It’s God’s will, it’s not up to anyone.”

Lu Yao couldn't understand what he was talking about, he only felt the pain in his pierced chest, and felt that the blood was going to flow with this sadness, and was finally taken away by a gust of wind without a trace.

The pain was deepening. The last scene he saw before he passed out was that Mo Xi was like loose sand, blown by the wind and dissipated in the hazy night...

The sun fell on the eyelids, and the eyes that felt the temperature slowly opened.

Today, I don't know what year and month it is, and I don't know how much time has passed in the dark dream.

When Lu Yao woke up, he stared blankly at the vast ceiling, breathing in the cold air of the hospital ward.He knew that the story about Hanba and Mo Xi was over, and the story about him and Mo Xi was also over.

"Gan Ze, he's awake." Sitting not far away, Xiao Tian pushed Gan Ze's arm, leading his gaze to Lu Yao's direction.

Gan Ze, who was sitting on the chair, was already in a drowsy state. His eyelids were half-drooped, and he seemed very tired, but he was pushed by the people around him, and he opened his eyelids suddenly, looking in the direction of the hospital bed.

The eyes of the person on the hospital bed were empty, like a person fearless of life and death. The brilliance in that person's eyes came from a ray of morning light projected by the window, which melted into water and flowed across the corners of his eyes.

Because he was crying, Gan Ze hesitated to speak.

"You shouldn't have taken me away back then. If I hadn't met you, my grandfather wouldn't have died, and Mo Xi wouldn't have disappeared." Lu Yao's lips trembled, and those emotions that belonged to normal people were coming back to him little by little.He clenched his fists tightly and his voice was suffocated, as if he had entered a nightmare from which he could not wake up.

"What should happen will always happen, neither before nor if." Gan Ze got up, and walked slowly to Lu Yao's bedside, "Now Bai Qiancha has been wiped out, our mission has been completed, the days to come , do you want to follow us or..."

"Tell me how to save Mo Xi." Lu Yao interrupted Gan Ze, but Gan Ze was quite surprised and couldn't help but startled.

"There is no such way." Gan Ze lowered his eyes, clenched his fists, and frowned slightly.

There was an unspeakable secret hidden between his brows, and that expression made Lu Yao sure that he had a solution, but he just refused to say it.

"Gan Ze, I have no relatives or friends anymore, can I follow you in the future?" Lu Yao took a deep breath and regained his composure.He looked at Gan Ze, waiting for their response. He knew that only by following Gan Ze could he find a way to save Mo Xi.

Gan Ze and Xiaotian were silent for a few seconds, nodded in agreement, and let him have a good rest.

"What do you want to eat? Xiaotian and I will go buy it." Gan Ze put his hands in his trouser pockets, with a calm expression that made it impossible to hear the warmth and coldness in his words.

Lu Yao returned his gaze, paused for a few seconds pretending to think, and said, "Fish balls."

After speaking, he slowly looked away, watching the tall and short figures disappear outside the door of the ward.