The Lotus Lantern is with you

Mo Chen groaned in pain, and countless black rays of light suddenly shot out from his body, shot towards the sky, and merged with those beams of light.

Holding back the pain, he raised his head in astonishment, only to see in mid-air, a series of pure black pillars carved with red blood lotus with golden silk patterns gradually emerged in the blood formation in four directions.Four long pillars emitted four screens of light, covering the continent, while the sky was covered by blue screens of light.

At the Kunlun Mountains, the red light rushed towards the light screen suddenly, as if the glass was shattered, the light screen shattered and hit the ground piece by piece.

Mo Chen remembered that a long time ago, the sky pillar collapsed and the sky was shattered, just like this.

In an instant, the whole world darkened, and Mo Chen's heart sank completely.

The gate of hell was shattered.

"It really is...hell." The Jade Emperor suddenly calmed down at this moment, he turned his head and smiled at the ugly Mo Chen, "Mo Chen, this time, she really left."

"..."

The Jade Emperor smiled bitterly, "I know you want to kill me, because even I want to kill myself, Mo Chen, do you believe that, at first, I really wanted to be an emperor loved by all living beings."

"I believe." For some reason, seeing the emperor's current appearance, Mo Chen suddenly realized that he didn't hate him anymore.

When love is mixed with too many things, it will deteriorate, and then it is no longer the love it used to be. He woke up too late,

The emperor was relieved, he got up, followed Mingshang, and plunged into the blood formation.

Mo Chen was completely shocked.

……

At this time, there are countless rays of light flying from all directions, just like meteors slashing away one by one. The difference is that the destination of these 'shooting stars' is the shattered passage.

Standing on the top of the mountain, Mo Chen watched thousands of light clusters of various colors escape from this world at the fastest speed. He suddenly wanted to laugh. the same agreement.

The gate of hell was shattered, the three realms were upside down, the sun, the moon, the stars, and the stars were shifting. The Buzhou Mountain standing on the boundary supporting the heaven and the earth suddenly collapsed, and crystal fragments fell from the sky one after another, like snowflakes, but Mo Chen knew that this It is the rule of heaven.

Really, is it that ruined?

When Yang Jian rushed to Kunlun Mountain anxiously, he happened to see a man in a black robe standing at the top. He looked sideways at the collapsing world in the distance. His long pale hair fell to the ground and danced with the wind.Against the backdrop of the red and black intertwined sky and the earth where all beings mourn, this thin man seems to be swept away by the wind.

"Mo Chen!" Yang Jian couldn't help shouting, no one knew how desperate he was when he woke up and found someone gone to Loukong.

The man turned his eyes, and his eyes seemed to be red.

He stretched out his hand to catch those flying crystal light spots, and Yang Jian even had the illusion that this man would also dissipate with these light spots.

With great fear in his heart, he rushed forward.

"Mo Chen, what are you going to do?" He held the man's hand and asked anxiously.

Mo Chen smiled, "Jian, I saw Mingshang just now."

"?"

"She is dead, the Jade Emperor... went to find her."

Yang Jian suddenly understood, he felt his throat was so dry that he couldn't speak.

"Mingshang succeeded. I thought before that she was saving those fettered spirits, but now I understand that she was saving the Jade Emperor." At the same time, there was me, and Mo Chen thought of the one from Mingshang. His eyes were full of determination and satisfaction.

Yang Jian finally found his own voice, and he hugged the man tightly, not letting him go.

"Are you leaving me? Shen, are you leaving?" The man said, his voice choked up.

Hearing the man's persuasion, Mo Chen suddenly felt that he had ruined this man's life. This proud, cold, and noble deity was finally pulled down from the clouds by him, sinking into the darkness together.

Mo Chen suddenly felt his nose a little sour, and tears fell down uncontrollably, but he reached out his hand to cover Yang Jian's eyes, so as not to let him see his embarrassed side.

"Shen..." His sight was blocked, and Yang Jian trembled all over, grabbing his arm weakly.

He was getting scared.

"I like you so much, I like you so much, I like you so much." The man smiled, but cried again.

It's just that Yang Jian only heard the relief in Mo Chen's words, but didn't see his parting tears.

"My favorite thing in my life is my uncle." I didn't say love, because I was afraid that the word would be too hot, and it would almost burn his soul.

Yang Jian's eyelashes trembled slightly, and Mo Chen said, "Jian, after dawn, it will be my birthday."

"So, what gift does Shen want?" Yang Jian asked dryly.

"A gift?" Mo Chen was thinking hard, "Then...give me a moment of companionship."

"……it is good……"

"Fool."

"If you say idiot, then you are idiot."

"Silly."

"Well, anyway, I am stupid with you."

Mo Chen cried, but he didn't make a sound.

Yang Jian felt something was wrong, he wanted to open his eyes, but he heard Mo Chen say, "Jian, don't open your eyes."

Mo Chen kissed his lips. In the darkness, Yang Jian could only feel the soft lips touch his lips lightly. There was no sensuality at all. It was very tender and tender, but it made people sad.

"I love you, wait for me."

I'm sorry, but I don't want you to see me disappear. Mo Chen's body gradually became transparent, and finally turned into black particles of light, rushing towards the place where the gate of hell was shattered.

……

As early as 2000 years ago, he died to save Yang Jian.After that, his body was injected into the gate of hell. It can be said that his current body is transformed by the gate of hell.

Only he can mend this hole. Mo Shen pondered for a long time, and finally realized the responsibility he bears. It turns out that this is fate, everything is preordained, and everything is just for this moment.

After Mo Chen figured it out, he was no longer afraid.

He didn't know what would happen to him if he did this, but he knew that he would never let those two succeed.

From then on, as the emperor said, the way of heaven was hit hard, the rules of heaven were also shattered, and all living beings in the three realms left. From then on, the power of gods will gradually dissipate.

So Jiwu lost, and Kunlun also lost, this was his choice.

The moment the man's body merged into the gate of hell, the whole world suddenly roared, like a mournful song, the blood formation turned into light particles, and disappeared along with the gate of hell.

In the endless void, Ji Wukong watched the chessboard crack little by little. The lonely black chess piece that was left outside the chessboard fell to the ground silently. Ji Wukong reached out to catch it. The fragments gradually turned into powder and dissipated in the air.

He knew that at this moment, Mo Chen had won.

Ji Wukong covered his eyes and smiled dryly.

"It's nice to win, Mo Chen." He lost, and Kunlun didn't benefit from it. He really deserved it.

"Congratulations, you are finally free." He covered his eyes and smiled bitterly.

The black mist receded, and the whole world was unbelievably quiet, and even the smell in the air gradually dissipated.

The Three Realms returned to calm, Yang Jian slowly opened his eyes, just in time, the first ray of sunlight hit the ground, the black mist gradually receded, and the brilliance of the Golden Crow dissipated the darkness.

very warm.

Fragments of golden light particles jumped in the air, and flew through the clouds. Light bands composed of countless mysterious runes loomed on the sky. Those light bands rotated and moved rapidly, and finally exploded in the air like fireworks.

A golden rain fell, just a flash of brilliance, covering up all the ugliness in the world.

This is the first time for him to see such a beautiful scene, just like a phoenix reborn from nirvana in the fire, everything ushered in vitality and hope.

When the gods and demons are gone, the existence of the rules of heaven will be meaningless.

Yang Jian looked at the rivers and mountains in the distance, and the wind blew up his long black hair, staining it with desolation.

"I love you too, Shen." In the silent world, there is only that white figure, lonely, lonely.