The Lotus Lantern is with you

The fire engulfed the entire town, and Mo Chen stood among the broken corpses, holding a beating heart in his hand.

He crushed it hard, and the minced meat fell from between his fingers.

Mo Chen smiled bitterly, he staggered to the side of the girl before him, and squatted down.

"I killed them...are you happy?"

When the girl didn't answer, Mo Chen leaned over and picked her up.

"I also have a younger sister, her name is Xiaoyu. She died, but I can only watch helplessly. I can't save her." Mo Chen walked, recalling, "I avenged you, but my revenge , how should I report it?"

Mo Chen felt the scorching heat wave before his eyes, so he stepped into the flames.

A fiery flame snake twisted around his body, and he felt the scorching heat in his body, but he remained motionless.

The girl in his arms was engulfed by the flames bit by bit, and finally turned into ashes in the flames.Mo Chen looked straight ahead, still letting the ashes blow away with the hot wind.

"In this way, you don't have to worry about your body rotting." Mo Chen said lightly, and left with a flick of his sleeves.

Suddenly, he noticed a familiar breath.

Mo Chen was startled, and he hid his body in the shadows.

At this time, he smelled a familiar peach blossom fragrance.

Yang Jian flew past, he was full of anxiety and worry at this time, the town under him that was flooded by the fire did not attract his attention, because he had seen more than one such city these days.

He didn't know that the person he was thinking of was in this burning fire, and the two of them were only a few feet away, but they passed each other, and it was the end of the world.

It was not until Yang Jian's breath left that Mo Chen stepped out of the shadows.

Mo Chen raised his head, he couldn't see it, but he could feel the familiar peach blossom fragrance gradually fading away.

He touched his heart and smiled wryly, "Are you reluctant?"

He is very reluctant, no one would be willing to part with the one he loves.

Mo Chen laughed at himself and said, "Are you still qualified?" Now he is in deep darkness, lost his mana, and his eyes are blind. Just like Wu Chi said, maybe in the future, he will lose his five senses just like his mother. tortured.

What qualifications does such a self have to chase after that light.

This body can only be recovered by cannibalism, and the soul that has fallen into the darkness can only stay in the darkness and slowly rot.

It was raining, and the rain was getting heavier and heavier, gradually extinguishing the raging fire.

On a hazy rainy night, he casually picked up a worn-out robe and draped it over his body, his figure completely blending into the darkness.

……

Mo Chen walked for a long time, he deliberately counted his steps, a total of 740 steps, during this period, he crossed three small streams, bypassed 320 seven houses, almost fell into the swamp, Now, he should have left that town. He was walking on the muddy path at this time, only relying on a wooden stick to carefully poke ahead.

Fortunately, though, he's not alone.

Mo Chen touched the crow with some relief. The crow had been silently following him. If there was danger ahead, the crow would pull his hair and remind him to change the way.

Mo Chen would also be puzzled, why did this crow help him, could it be transformed by a certain god?

He briefly communicated with the crow a few times, but unfortunately, the crow just stood silently on his shoulder and did not speak.

He didn't know if it was that god, or some expert he had known who was secretly helping him.As Mo Chen thought about it, he could get temporary comfort and warmth in his heart, but it was only for a short moment.

He was surrounded.

There are rumors in the world that a monster appeared in Jinzhou, and that monster killed tens of millions of lives in Jincheng. It was the chief culprit of this disaster. All of a sudden, Taoists, mages, and monks from all over the world rushed to eliminate the monster.

"The white-haired blood eyes are exactly the same as in the rumors." A hoarse voice said, "Old monk Wuji, this guy is a poor man."

"Hmph, it depends on your ability. Last time you snatched the old man's prey. This time, do you think the old man will let you get it?"

"I said, what are you two talking about here? I heard from the hanging list that the prey this time is the king of monsters. Why do you still want to recover him?" A young man sneered.

"..." Several people quarreled.

Mo Chen took a few steps back vigilantly. His body was okay against ordinary humans, but it was a lot harder for these demon exterminations with cultivation bases.

"Hahahaha, keep arguing here, this deity is one step ahead!" The rough voice sounded like bells and drums in the sky.

Mo Chen sensed the murderous intent coming towards his face, and subconsciously turned his head to avoid the blow.

"Boom!" A few inches away from him, a huge pit kicked up bursts of yellow sand.

Mo Chen staggered, fell to the ground, and coughed violently, blood overflowing.

His body is too weak, since he ate those people last time, his body has barely recovered, but during this time, he has not eaten for too long, and now, his old wounds are adding new wounds, and the pain is unbearable.

"Hmph, it seems that the king of monsters is nothing more than that. According to the law, he doesn't need us to make a big effort at all, just kill him directly."

"Kill him? Old Daoist, you are willing to do so. This demon has at least tens of millions of years of Taoism. Wouldn't it be better to arrest him and go back to make alchemy!" Another leader stared at him greedily.

Mo Chen's heart sank, and he clearly heard the greedy voices in the hearts of the people in front of him.

As soon as the man finished speaking, the atmosphere became tense in an instant. Mo Chen clenched the wooden stick in his hand, and a drop of cold sweat slipped from the corner of his forehead.

The airflow in the air moved slightly, but in the blink of an eye, everyone moved.

It's just that they were not opponents to Mo Chen, but started to kill each other.Mo Chen took a step back, ready to take the opportunity to escape, but everyone suddenly noticed his movement, so they all moved towards him in unison.

Mo Chen dodged their attacks in embarrassment, but was still hit by several attacks on his body. His limbs were hit hard by the Zen stick, and he was so painful that he broke out in cold sweat.

What should he do?

Mo Chen felt that he was beginning to despair.

For the first time, he was so weak and let others slaughter him.He heard the eerie and strange laughter of the demon exterminator, he took a step back, only to hear a sound of wind breaking, and the demon exorcist's sword had already pierced his head.

Mo Chen was dripping with cold sweat, he couldn't dodge this sword.

Just when he was in despair, he heard a few miserable cries.

"Ah!! My eyes!!"

"Damn crow, ahhh!"

Screaming again and again, only the sound of sharp things piercing flesh and blood could be heard. Mo Shen thought for a moment and realized that it was the crow helping him. He didn't even have time to say thank you, enduring the pain all over his body, and ran forward.

Someone seemed to be chasing after him, but soon, the man screamed, and Mo Chen heard the sounds of many animals, birds chirping, insects crawling across the grass, and wild animals biting.

His heart trembled slightly, but he kept running forward.

He ran very fast, his heart was beating violently, the wind passed by his ears, and the strong air flow penetrated into his nose, mouth, and lungs, and he felt that his chest was about to explode.

Where did the crow come from?

There was a sound of wind breaking from behind, and Mo Chen felt that his feet touched the current of water, so he immediately jumped forward and jumped into the river.

The river water was icy cold, and Mo Chen had just escaped from the trap, but at this moment his whole body was weak, and the limbs hit by the Zen stick were also numb.

"It's so cold..." He opened his eyes wide, the cold water seemed to pass through the pores of his skin, freezing his bones and blood, he could hardly hear his own heartbeat.

It's cold... Mo Chen slowly closed his eyes, allowing himself to fall into a deeper sleep.

……

"Cold, so cold..." Yang Jian suddenly fell to his knees, hugging his body, and began to shiver.

Xiaotiangou rushed up in surprise, and helped him up, "Master, what's wrong with you?"

Yang Jian looked at the gray sky dumbly, "It's Shen..." he murmured.

"What?" Xiao Tiangou was stunned.

"I heard, Shen said...he's cold."

Yang Jian closed his eyes hopelessly, and tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes.

"Where is it, Shen, where are you?"

……

When Mo Chen was awake, he felt as if he was lying on a soft bed.

He can't see, and can only judge where he is by other senses.

The bed is very soft, but it should be of a certain age, the texture is average to the touch, and it hates being worn out.

He sniffed the scent of green grass in the air. This place should be a certain valley, and he could even hear the sound of birdsong.

So, was he rescued?

Who is it?

"Are you awake?" An elderly voice came from the door.

Mo Chen was slightly taken aback, he did not expect that the person who saved him was an old man.

He could sense that this old man was indeed an ordinary person, not transformed by some god or god, so how did he save him?

The old man seemed to see his doubts, and said, "I actually picked you up by the river. You seem to have floated over from the upper reaches, so it's your fate. I thought you must be hopeless, but I didn't expect you to be alive." .”

"Upstream?" Mo Chen was a little surprised.

The old man smiled and said, "You have to thank your brother. If it wasn't for that crow that forcibly bit my arm, I wouldn't have been able to save you."

crow?At this moment, Mo Chen thought of the crow that had been with him all the time, and his heart warmed slightly, but he was full of doubts.

What is the origin of that crow, and why should he be saved?

Thinking of this, the old man brought a cup of hot porridge and handed it to him, "I don't have anything here to entertain you. Now that there are many battles, the ground has been polluted by something, and the things that have been planted can't be eaten. These are not good at all." If it is not polluted, you can eat some."

Mo Chen took the porridge in a daze, but felt a little sour in his heart.

He ate without saying a word, and as he ate, his tears suddenly slipped down and fell into the porridge.

The old man was taken aback, "Why are you crying? Is this porridge not tasty?"

Mo Chen shook his head, he pursed his lips, and pulled the corners of his lips, "Don't get me wrong, this is the most delicious food I have eaten in the past few months."

As he spoke, he carefully held the spoon and drank the porridge bit by bit.

How long has it been since he ate normal food, eating flesh and blood, what is he now?

The old man looked at this strange-looking man lovingly, "If you like it, then eat more."

When he rescued the child, he was terrified by the horrific wounds all over his body. He knew that now that there was a war outside, the child must have suffered a lot.

……

Mo Chen rubbed the bowl in his hand, and he heard the sound of crows chirping from outside the window.With a slight movement in his heart, the air flow in his ears quickened a little, and the crow landed on his shoulder, pecking his cheek lightly.

The old man smiled and said, "Your partner has helped a lot this time. I have lived my whole life, and this is the first time I have seen such a psychic crow."

Crows are an ominous symbol in this continent, implying death and destruction.

And the crow's chirping is even more creepy, because that sound is like the sharp laughter of death, which will take away your soul in the next moment.

However, Mo Chen felt that the voice was very pleasant, and it was the only proof that he was still alive.

"Well, thanks to him, I'm alive now." Mo Chen stroked the crow's wings with a smile.

The old man lamented, and he looked at Mo Chen with pity.

Mo Chen now has white hair, and such terrifying blood-colored eyes, ordinary people would regard him as a monster when they see him, but this old man is very indifferent.

Mo Chen was also a little apprehensive, "Senior, aren't you afraid of me?" He asked.

The old man smiled heartily after hearing this, "The world is so big, there are many strange people and strange things. I used to hear that people in the Western Regions have hair and eyes of different colors. Now that I see you, I feel that it is not as big as I imagined." It's strange, they have two eyes, one nose, and one mouth, they look like human beings anyway, so there's nothing to be afraid of."

Hearing this, Mo Chen's heart warmed slightly, and he heard the old man's helplessness.

"It's just... I don't know what's going on outside now. The wars continue, and those barbarians slaughter every city they see. Now that the area is thousands of miles away, I'm afraid the slaughter of people is clean." The old man sighed. Entering this valley, I didn’t expect that I survived without a care, but now that the soil outside is polluted, the crops can’t be grown, and the water source can’t be used, isn’t this forcing us to death?”

Mo Shen was silent.

"Your injuries are still unhealed and you can't see them. It's not easy to be out alone. You must have suffered a lot." The old man patted his hand. "If you want, you can stay here. I, an old man, probably You won't be able to live for long, the resources in this mountain should be enough for you to survive your whole life."

Mo Chen shook his head.

The old man was surprised and wondered why he gave up such a comfortable life.

Mo Chen smiled wryly, "Senior's kindness is appreciated by this junior, but...wherever this junior goes, it will inevitably bring bad luck to those around him. If this happened to this senior tonight, it's all this junior's own fault. This junior doesn't want to drag other people down."

"To be honest, this junior has a special status. If I continue to stay here, I'm afraid it will bring you disaster. It's better to leave early." Mo Chen said in a daze.

If he leaves, where should he go?

Hearing this, the old man felt even more sympathetic to this man, this man with a story, the old man couldn't bear to continue uncovering the scars in his heart, so he just said half-jokingly, "It's not a disaster, old man, I've already stepped into the coffin I’m afraid that these things won’t work.”

After finishing speaking, when Mo Chen wanted to speak, he interrupted him, "Okay, whether you want to stay or not, you should heal your wounds here first, and it's not too late to leave when the time comes."