The Lotus Lantern is with you

I am sorry.

Mo Chen was sitting on his knees, Yang Jian was lying on his lap, and had already passed out.

He gently stroked the man's long hair. He has always liked his long hair. He remembered that when he was naughty, he would braid them into braids, which made Yang Jian dumbfounded.

If only time could stay at that moment...

Mo Chen gently stroked the imprint on his chest, Shen...

He smiled bitterly, "I... I'm tired, Jian, I don't have the strength anymore, so I won't continue to hold you, I'm sorry."

He pressed a kiss on his lips, and he couldn't help thinking of the days and nights when we were together "I committed a sin once, and now it's time to repay it, but... how can I bear to hurt you again, if I am alone If I am guilty, I will bear it myself."

"Uncle, thank you."

"I can meet you again, fall in love with you, and be with you. I, Mo Chen, will never regret it in this life."

He slowly let go of Yang Jian's hand...

In the dream, Yang Jian suddenly felt his heart skip a beat, as if something had left him.

He ran quickly, but the surroundings were in chaos, and he couldn't find an exit no matter what.

Where exactly is this place?

But suddenly, in the depths of the chaos, there was a white light ball, and in that white light was a man sitting there cross-legged, stroking the Jiuyuanqin in his hand.

"You... are..." Yang Jian walked forward in a daze, only to see this 'man' with long golden hair winding down his body, and his golden eyes looked at him indifferently without any fluctuation.

"Kunlun!" Yang Jian was furious when he saw this, "What else do you want to do?"

The man pointed his index finger, and saw a green lotus rising from the ground, and on the green lotus, a chessboard was placed on the lotus platform.

Yang Jian only saw that the positions of the black and white vertical and horizontal chess pieces were extremely intriguing.Outside the chessboard, a black chess piece landed there alone.

Yang Jian knelt down and sat down in a daze. In an instant, he understood everything.

On the chessboard, suddenly a few chess pieces began to gradually dissipate.

Kunlun pointed to the few black and white chess pieces that started to dissipate, and said.

"This is, Liu Yanchang, this is your sister Yang Chan." Pointing to the other side, he said, "This is Chang'e, Houyi, Wu Chi..."

"These... the remaining chess pieces are the final destiny."

Kunlun looked into Yang Jian's increasingly painful eyes, pointed to a white chess piece and said, "This is you...and the chess piece outside is Mo Chen."

"Why, why did you do this?" Yang Jian asked, "Is this world just a plaything for the two of you?"

"No, I have been guarding this world since I was born, and now I don't know how many years." Kunlun said lightly, "However, after all, it is the love debt I owed. In order to guard this world, I have to make this gamble. "

"..." Yang Jian was puzzled, and Kun Lun didn't say much, just waved his sleeves and said, "Yang Jian, you should forget him."

Yang Jian suddenly opened his eyes.

"Shen!" He found that the surroundings were very quiet, and he could only hear the sound of the waves. He hurriedly looked for Mo Chen, but he didn't see the familiar figure. The note, ran over in a hurry, opened it to look at it, but was devastated.

"Uncle, when I read this letter, I have already left. You don't have to worry about me. I came back to this life again, and I understand love, hate, and hatred in this life. I am satisfied. If I can get your sincerity, I will die forever... Now, Mo Chen I finally understand that fate is impermanent, and it is you and me that cannot avoid it. I committed a crime, and now I have to pay it back slowly... There is a holy fruit in this box, which is transformed from the spiritual roots of all things. Uncle, the recovery of the three realms all depends on this holy fruit..."

He picked up the vermilion fruit that was placed in the box at the side, raised his head to the sky and roared.

He sighed in sorrow, but the people around him had already left.

……

Mo Chen laughed loudly, holding a wine jug with one hand and pouring it into his mouth, while walking staggeringly.It's like being crazy, making people sigh idiot.

He is just a chess piece, and he has been played in the palm of his hand from the very beginning. There is no space, Kunlun, you guys are really good.

"Hahahaha!" Mo Chen gulped down a gulp of wine, the wine soaked his clothes, he was indifferent and just walked forward aimlessly.

He didn't know where he was going, and he didn't know where to go.

A chess piece is just a chess piece, among all the beings in the three worlds, who is not a chess piece?

It's just that they set his fate, and he wanted to go against the current, even if he was smashed to pieces, he wouldn't let them succeed!

……

Yang Jian summoned the Meishan brothers and searched for Mo Chen day and night.

But I don't know what method Mo Chen used. Logically speaking, Mo Chen lost his eyesight and hearing, so he shouldn't be able to go far. It's just that they searched the area, but there was no sign of him.

Looking at the vast land, Yang Jian knew in his heart that there must be someone making trouble behind this, but he didn't know who it was.

He thought of Kunlun in his dream, so he rushed to Kunlun Mountain.

In the territory of Kunlun, clouds and mist were shrouded, he shouted the names of Kunlun and Ji Wu, but no one agreed, Yang Jian was restless and at a loss.

While Yang Jian was busy looking for Mo Chen, Xiao Tiangou watched from the side, but couldn't help him.

These days, seeing the chaos in the world, he became more and more irritable.

"Feng Ling, before the Three Realms became gods, there were many gods and immortals, why didn't they come out at this time?" Xiao Tiangou was a little angry.

Feng Ling didn't say anything, Xiao Tiangou grabbed his arm and stared at him.

Feng Ling ran down his hair helplessly, "Hei Mao, it's better not to know, what happens in the Three Realms has nothing to do with you and me."

Xiao Tiangou was dissatisfied, "How can you talk so cruelly, you dead bird? Why can't I know?"

Feng Ling looked at the man in white in the distance complicatedly, and said in a low voice, "How could those old guys really stand by and watch, anyway, it's their territory... just."

"what?"

"It's just that they have all experienced the prehistoric war of gods and demons, so they know the hidden truth behind it. They can't defeat those two people. They can only choose to watch all this and choose to remain silent, because they know that this day will eventually come. " Feng Ling's voice was very low, and Xiao Tiangou vaguely heard a few words, but he didn't understand.

"What... mean?" He scratched his hair and breathed a sigh of relief.

"To put it simply, they want to use the power of the gate of hell to break away from the shackles of heaven, because once Mo Chen opens the gate of hell, the world will be swallowed up. When the heaven is severely damaged, they will be able to escape, and their only The price to be paid is the weak soul of this world."

"I don't understand." Xiao Tianquan said.

"I don't understand either." Feng Ling raised her head and said calmly.

"Why do they want to leave, I think this place is very good." Xiao Tiangou said.

Feng Ling chuckled, "Because the way of heaven is established, in the future, all the gods will fall, and all gods and demons will perish. Do you think they will be willing to sit and wait for death?"

"Of course I don't want to." He said, "If it were me, I would choose to leave as soon as possible."

"That's it."

Then, the demon world attacked the sky, and the gods counterattacked. This time, no god will go to hunt down Erlang God. The two sides fought for several days and nights, resulting in countless deaths and injuries.

However, at this moment, Mo Chen was sitting in the corner dizzy.

He seems to have suffered some injuries, but now that he has lost his five senses, he no longer has the sense of touch, so naturally he can't feel pain.

But without his five senses, he didn't dare to walk rashly, so he could only caress in a corner, waiting for death.

With the loss of five senses, he is now immersed in endless nothingness, unable to feel any breath of life, and even unable to sense the passage of time.

An ordinary person might have gone crazy already, but he just sat there indifferently.

It seems to be calm and calm, but in fact it has no meaning of survival.

In the past, he was disturbed by the messy things around him, but now he is alone, but he is extremely sober. Everything in the past is vivid and clear.

I understand, and I am also desperate, but although I am desperate, I am no longer afraid.

"Is that the child?"

"It's that child, how should he choose?"

Around him, there are various light clusters of various sizes and colors floating, and each light cluster is a god.

"Hurry up and choose, the deity can't wait!"

"In this world, there is no way to stay any longer. If we continue, sooner or later we will fall into a deep sleep like Heavenly Venerable."

"Yeah, the old gentleman doesn't care about it, we have to find a way out by ourselves, and Nuwa and Fuxi turned spiritual power into the nourishment of the world for the sake of the later gods, it's really admirable and sad, I don't want to be like that. "

"It's very true, if you can escape from the way of heaven, you can live forever..."

"..."

"Mo Chen, how should you make this last move?"

The rain fell sparsely, but Mo Shen's breath became weaker and weaker.

However, at this moment, a ray of light suddenly appeared in the gray sky.

At the other end of the alley, a man in a white robe and a 64 bone oil paper umbrella came slowly. His long silver-blue hair reached the ground, and his whole body exuded a faint radiance. Beautiful faces are increasingly illusory and unreal.

When Mo Chen opened his eyes, Ji Wukong was standing in front of him.

64 Bone oil paper umbrellas are propped above to cover the rain.

He looked up at Ji Wukong, and smiled bitterly, "It really is you, the child from before, those phantoms are you, right?"

Ji Wukong knelt in front of him, in an instant, the world changed, they were sitting on the clouds, and the clouds passed through his sleeves.

"Why, I can see you."

"Because I gave you your soul, so you can sense my existence." He said lightly.

"Why did you come here? I have already made my choice, what's more, I have lost my mana and my five senses, and I can no longer do anything."

"Mo Chen, don't you understand yet?" Ji Wukong smiled, "The power of the Lord of Hell supports the entire hell. If you really lost your power, hell would already be in chaos. Your power has never been lost, it's just you , closed it."

Mo Chen shook his head, and heard Ji Wudao again, "The fire of the abyss can burn everything, even the toxins in your body can be burned."

Mo Chen was shocked when he heard this.

"Pain? Just like at the beginning, use the fire of the abyss to burn your soul. When everything is burned, you will no longer suffer."

After Ji Wukong finished speaking, he stood up and slowly left Mo Chen's field of vision while holding the oil-paper umbrella, his world returned to darkness again.

Mo pondered for a whole night, and the light group around him also whispered for a whole night.

Finally, when the sky was slightly bright, Mo Chen let out a crazy laugh.

Seeing this, the surrounding light clusters disappeared one after another, and the protection they had put on Mo Chen was broken by Ji Wukong. At this moment, Mo Chen supported his body and walked towards an unknown direction, the expression on his face became more and more serious. Recklessly crazy, but his eyes became more numb.

Ji Wukong floated in the sky, and with a slight movement of his fingers, thousands of monsters were summoned, rushing towards the man in black robe below.

The blackness covered the sky and the earth for a moment, and it also alarmed Yang Jian and everyone in the distance.

"That's it!" Yang Jian flew forward.

But the overwhelming black mist surrounded Mo Chen, staring at him greedily.

Mo Chen raised his head, his crimson eyes looked at Ji Wukong thoughtfully, the corners of his lips curled up, strange and unpredictable.

The demons rushed forward, biting and devouring his soul.

"I finally understand." Mo Chen murmured, he gave up resisting, and let his soul be bitten by the group of demons.

Then a raging power emerged from the depths of his soul, and that power turned into a flame. A small spark actually ignited thousands of miles away, and the sea of ​​flames submerged the black mist that filled the sky and the earth.

Mo Chen heard the screams of the demons coming from his ears, he laughed heartily, and his strength returned.

The flames engulfed his soul, and he couldn't help thinking that a long time ago, he also hugged Yang Jian and burned his soul. He looked into Ji Wukong's indifferent eyes, and suddenly wanted to ask him, if Yang Jian didn't give up his life to hug him Soul, what would he be like now.

He didn't have a chance to ask, his soul seemed to be cleaned up, including his consciousness, his emotions, maybe the next moment, he just disappeared like this.

"No!" He vaguely saw a man hugging him in horror and whispering something in his ear.

It was Yang Jian, who forcibly controlled the flames and extinguished them.

"Mo Chen, are you crazy?" He was shocked and angry, looking at this man, he really wanted to beat him up.

Mo Chen smiled slightly, "Yang Jian, you shouldn't have saved me."

Do you know what exactly you saved?

Yang Jian frowned, wanting to say something, but saw the man in black suddenly fell into his arms.

"Mo Chen!"

"I miss my parents, I miss Xiaoyu, uncle, I want to go home."

Yang Jian sighed softly, he really had nothing to do with him.

"Okay, I'll take you home."