Ancestor of Magic

After Mo Sang ran out, he collapsed outside the ruined temple, tears kept falling from the corners of his eyes, and his chest hurt like a knife, making him unable to breathe.

I even feel that as long as it is touched by Mo Zhihen, it will hurt badly.

It took a while for Mo Zhihen to be discovered by Mo Yunxi and brought back to the room, but no matter what Mo Yunxi said, Mo Zhihen would stare blankly at one place without blinking his eyes.

However, he tightly held the jade pendant he got from Mosang in his hand.

Mo Yunxi knew that Mo Zhihen was fine now, so he didn't say much, he just got up and walked out, because he knew that no matter what he said at this time, it was useless.

Suddenly, a person came out from the ruined temple, dressed in rags, with disheveled hair, and his whole body was dirty, and he smelled bad when he got close to him. He looked like a beggar.

When he saw Mo Sang sitting outside the ruined temple, he quickly stepped forward and said, "Hey! Young man, what's the matter?"

Mo Sang stared at the front without taking his eyes off, and said coldly: "You know the feeling of distress."

"Distressed?" The beggar said, laughing loudly: "If you don't have a heart, how can you feel pain?"

Mo Sang turned his head slowly, looked at him and said coldly, "How can a person live without heart?"

The beggar slumped on the ground as if hurting him, shook his head and said, "This heart is not that heart."

Mo Sang stared at him suspiciously, the beggar smiled, and said in a loud voice on purpose: "Your heart hurts because your heart is not calm, if your heart is calm, how can you be shaken by the people of the world?" Got you."

After hearing this, Mo Sang laughed and cried at the same time. Even the beggar sitting next to him couldn't understand, and said puzzledly: "Hey! I said whether you are crying or laughing, it's creepy."

Mo Sang smiled wryly, then stood up from the ground, took out a piece of silver from his pocket, put it in the hand of the beggar, turned and left.

Seeing the back of Mo Sang leaving, the beggar shook his head in confusion, and when he looked down at the money in his hand, he was as happy as if he had found a treasure.

And Zhong Chen has been looking for a way to revive Yin Qianshang from the beginning to the end, and went to many places, but all ended without a problem.

And because Zhongyuan came several times with family letters urging him to go back, he was worried about what happened at home, so he had to give up temporarily and rush home.

On the way, he met Ning Ze who was kicked out by Ning Mingwu.

As soon as he saw Zhong Chen, Ning Ze was so happy that he ran up and hugged Zhong Chen without saying a word.

Zhong Chen pushed him away in disgust, and said coldly, "What are you doing!"

Suddenly Ning Ze gave Zhong Chen a displeased look, and said in displeasure, "What's wrong with hugging me, and I won't die. No, I came to find you, but I didn't expect that the first one I found would be you." , but where are you from and where are you going?"

Zhong Chen said impatiently, "Go home."

"Go back to Jinling! Take me with you!" Ning Ze stared at Zhong Chen with his eyes wide open, looking expectant.

"What are you going to Jinling for?" Zhong Chen stared at him puzzled.

Ning Ze sighed: "Because it's boring! Ever since I got in touch with you, I feel that I want to be boring when I get in touch with other people, so it's not impossible to have fun with you! Besides, I heard that the beauty where you are a lot of."

Seeing Ning Ze's perverted appearance, Zhong Chen said in a speechless and cold voice: "Let's go!"

Hearing Zhong Chen's words, Ning Ze followed happily immediately, but Zhong Chen ignored him along the way.

Ning Ze was also very bored and couldn't find a suitable topic, so he asked, "Can you find a way to revive that person."

After hearing Ning Ze's words, Zhong Chen paused for a moment, then shook his head helplessly.

Seeing that he had said something wrong, Ning Ze immediately stopped tactfully, and did not say another word.

Mo Sang only returned to Mo's house in the evening, but just after entering the door, he met Mo Zhihen again.

Before Mo Sang could speak in the future, Mo Zhihen pulled him away without saying a word.

Seeing Mo Zhihen's cold face, only knowing to pull him away, Mo Sang shook his hand away vigorously, and said in a displeased cold voice: "Mo Zhihen, what are you crazy about?"

Mo Zhihen turned around in an instant, and said in pain: "I'm crazy, I'm really crazy, I was driven crazy by you, Mo Sang, I like you, I know you don't have me in your heart, but I'm still stubborn I really want to know if you ever liked me for a moment in your heart."

Looking at his red eyes, which were still full of tears, Mo Sang suddenly had the urge to hug him, but he couldn't, he knew what was going to happen to him, how could he be selfish and hurt him Woolen cloth!

Mo Sang stepped back, pushed Mo Zhihen's hands away, and said with a cold face and cold eyes, "I've never seen you, not even for a moment."

After hearing what Mo Sang said, Mo Zhihen laughed out loud on the spot, kept shaking his head, turned his back to Mo Sang, and said coldly: "It will be my wedding day in two days, I hope Mr. Mo will Have a few more drinks."

"Mo Zhihen..." Mo Sang made a sudden move, grabbed him, and called out his name softly.

However, Mo Sang regretted it as soon as he made a move, and quickly let go of him. At this moment, Mo Zhihen turned his back to him, and said coldly: "Since Mr. Mo doesn't love me, please don't let me misunderstand you in the future."

After Mo Zhihen finished speaking, he strode away. Looking at his leaving back, Mo Sang fell down in the snow all at once, watching the flying snow all over the sky, quietly enjoying the stinging ice pain, as if Only in this way can his heart not ache.

Mo Zhihen, who had gone for a while, couldn't help turning his head back, when he saw Mo Sang lying in the snow.

Mo Zhihen ran towards him without thinking, came to his side, knelt down, quickly hugged him in his arms, and called anxiously: "Mo Sang, Mo Sang."

But Mo Sang didn't faint at this moment, he just closed his eyes, but suddenly felt the temperature of Mo Zhihen, he didn't want to open his eyes anymore, he just wanted to stay in his arms quietly like this middle.

Seeing that Mo Sang didn't respond, Mo Zhihen immediately picked him up on his back and felt at home.

However, Mo Zhihen didn't know that Mo Sang was looking at him silently with his eyes open at the moment.

Seeing Mo Zhihen's eager look, Mo Sang felt very warm in his heart, but at the same time felt very owed.

Mo Zhihen, I'm sorry, forgive me for being unrestrained, but I miss that person too much. I have you in my heart, but I have him more. Although I can't bear you, I can't let him go. In this life, I live for him Yes, one day in the future, I don't know how I will die, but I will die for him sometime. I only hope that you can protect him for me when the time comes.

Before they knew it, the two had already returned to the mansion, seeing Mo Zhihen's anxious look on Mo Sang's back, Bai Mohan and the others went up to meet them, and said with concern: "What's wrong."

"I don't know, he fainted suddenly." Mo Zhihen said out of breath.

"Brother, quickly carry Brother Mo Sang back to the room, I'll go find the doctor right away." Mo Yunxi also said anxiously, wanting to leave.

"No need, send him to my room!" At this moment, Mu Fengchen said suddenly.

After hearing this, Mo Yunxi patted himself on the head, and said with an embarrassed smile: "Yes, look at my head, Brother Mu is the best doctor, where else should I look for it!"

However, Mo Zhihen did not move for a long time, and Bai Mohan also knew the reason, so he stepped forward and said: "Mr. Mo, why not give him to me! I will send him to the room, you have carried him all the way!" , I must be tired too."

Mo Zhihen didn't appreciate Bai Mohan's affection, and said coldly: "No need." Then he turned around and left Mu Fengchen's room.

When Mo Sang was placed on Mu Fengchen's bed, Mo Zhihen looked worriedly at Mo Sang, and then at Mu Fengchen.

Seeing this, Mo Yunxi stepped forward and pulled Mo Zhihen and said: "Brother, let's go out and wait! With Mr. Mu here, I believe it will be fine."

Like this, Mo Zhihen left Mu Fengchen's room under Mo Yunxi's pull.

Bai Mohan glanced at Mu Fengchen, seeing him nodding, he also nodded and walked out of the room, and closed the door together.

After everyone left, Mu Fengchen didn't intend to check his pulse, but sat down and drank tea leisurely.

At this moment, Mo Sang opened his eyes, got off the bed, walked towards Mu Fengchen, and asked displeasedly, "Do you treat patients like this?"

Mu Fengchen poured him a cup of tea with a smile, and said flatly, "Aren't you all right?"

Mo Sang snorted coldly, and muttered displeasedly: "Hmph! Then if I'm really sick, wouldn't I be delayed by you?"

Mu Fengchen looked at Mo Sang and asked, "Between you and Mr. Mo..."

"Stop." Before Mu Fengchen finished speaking, Mo Sang immediately said in a cold voice, and quickly explained: "Let me tell you, I have nothing to do with him, if it's not for me, I need to pretend fainted?"

Looking at Mo Sang's erratic eyes, Mu Fengchen knew she was telling lies, but he didn't want to expose him, so he just smiled, after all, he never comforted others.

After Mo Sang fainted, Mo Zhihen blamed himself endlessly. Seeing his pain, Mo Yunxi stepped forward and said, "Brother, since entanglement is like pain, why don't you let it go!"

In the corridor, Mo Zhihen raised his hand and punched the pillar directly. When his hand left, the pillar was punched with a hole the size of a fist.

"Yunxi, am I wrong?" Mo Zhihen asked disappointedly.

"There's no right or wrong, it's just that you are destined for each other." Mo Yunxi said with sad eyes looking into the distance.

Mo Zhihen sneered, and said softly: "You can't let go, right?"

"Yes, I really can't let go, but, big brother, I can't help it. In this turbulent arena, I don't expect to join hands with him for a lifetime, but I just want everyone to be safe, and that's enough." Mo Yunxi smiled wryly opened the mouth.

"Then are you willing?" Mo Zhihen frowned and lowered his head.

Mo Yunxi sighed, closed his eyes tightly, and said with relief: "If you are not reconciled, so what, if you will not be happy together, then why is separation not another kind of staying together!"