Ancestor of Magic

Seeing Luo Li's leaving back, Meng Ziyi also shook his head in a daze.

When Meng Ziyi said this, his eyes became a little moist.

Seeing this, Leng Ling took the initiative to reach out his hand, held Meng Ziyi's hand, and said softly: "It's okay, it's over."

Meng Ziyi raised his hand to look at Leng Ling, who was always cold and ruthless, a tear suddenly came out of his eyes, and the tears flowed out.

Looking at Leng Ling, Meng Ziyi sneered, covered his eyes with his hands, wiped away the tears, looked at Leng Ling and said in pain: "During this time with you, I also thought I could give up the past, but when Thinking of everything with Lingyi, I realized that this kind of heart-wrenching pain is something I will never forget."

After hearing what Mencius said, Leng Ling quickly said: "No, if you want, you can let it go. You don't have to torture yourself like this, let alone hurt others."

"Are you worried that I will hurt Gong Yu?" Meng Ziyi suddenly said coldly, staring sharply at Leng Ling, as if he could see through her thoughts.

Leng Ling gradually let go of Meng Ziyi's hand, fell asleep slowly, turned his back to Meng Ziyi, and said coldly: "You go back first! I'm tired and want to rest."

After Mencius watched it, he strode away without saying a word or staying for a moment.

At this moment, Leng Ling tightly covered her mouth with her hand, and she couldn't stop crying. She had never been so helpless. Before, she hated Mencius Yi, but now after hearing what Mencius said, she felt a sudden feeling of hatred for Mencius in her heart. A little pity.

The tear he just shed even flowed onto Leng Ling's heart. She believed that Meng Ziyi still had a conscience, but, from the beginning to the end, no one ever pulled him along.

She wanted to pull him, but her heart was full of Gong Yu, no matter who she gave up, her life would be worse than death.

After Meng Ziyi went out, he touched the cold door, feeling a lot of guilt in his heart.

After staying outside the door for a while, Meng Ziyi turned and left, but there was still a bunch of unsaid words in his heart.

Leng Ling, I'm sorry, I thought that after Lingyi's death, my heart died too, but when I saw you again, my heart came alive again, but it was bloody and painful. There is no turning back, as if Lingyi will never come back, for a moment, I thought I had forgotten her, but today, I realized that the person I love the most in my life is still her.

It is not my wish to hurt you, but I have already made a mistake, so I can only make mistakes again and again. I dare not say that I will definitely protect your family, but I will definitely protect you.

Meng Ziyi looked ahead firmly, and walked forward step by step without any hesitation.

At this moment, when Mo Zhihen went out to buy food, he suddenly opened the door and looked at the bed, only to find that Mo Sang who was lying on the bed was gone.

Mo Zhihen immediately strode in anxiously, only to find that Mo Sang had woken up by himself. At this moment, he was standing in front of the window in thin clothes, blowing cold wind.

Mo Zhihen put down his food, picked up the cloak, stepped forward to put it on him, and said displeasedly: "I just woke up, and I was standing at the wind blowing. Although it is almost spring, it is still very cold. Are you You still want to be sick! Mo Sang, let me tell you, if you are sick, I will never take care of you again."

Mo Sang turned around suddenly, and threw himself into Mo Zhihen's arms without saying a word.

Although Mo Zhihen was taken aback by his sudden action, he didn't push him away and let him hug him like this.

After a while, Mo Zhihen said cautiously: "What's wrong with you, is there any discomfort?"

Mo Sang shook his head in his arms, but suddenly burst into tears, his whole body trembling.

Mo Zhihen frowned, and hugged him tightly, just quietly accompanying him like this.

After crying for a while, Mo Sang left Mo Zhihen's embrace, took two steps back, kept a certain distance from him, lowered his head, and said coldly, "Mo Zhihen, let's go! Don't worry about it." me."

As soon as Mo Zhihen heard this, he stepped forward and said, "I don't care about you, how can I ignore you, Mo Sang, you saved my life, so I won't leave you alone."

Mo Sang smiled wryly, and said with dark and sad eyes: "Thanks for saving my life, let me save you once, you have taken care of me for so long, you should have paid it back long ago, from now on, you and I owe nothing, you Let's go! From now on, we will never see each other again."

Mo Zhihen stepped forward and pulled Mo Sang's arm, anxiously said: "Why? Did I do something wrong?"

Mo Sang still lowered his head, tears kept coming out like a flood, and he choked up and said, "You didn't do anything wrong, I was wrong."

Mo Zhihen pushed Mo Sang against the wall angrily, forcing him to look up at him.

Mo Zhihen, who was originally full of anger, saw Mo Sang's red eyes from crying, and the tears on his face. All his anger was instantly extinguished by his tears, and all that was left was his heartache.

Mo Zhihen reached out to wipe away the tears on his cheeks, and said distressedly: "What's wrong with you?"

Mo Sang turned his head away, and said coldly, "It has nothing to do with you."

"How could it have nothing to do with me, Mo Sang, even if the relationship between you and me is settled, except for the kindness, is there nothing left between you and me?"

Mo Sang sneered, staring at Mo Zhihen, "Otherwise, do you think there is anything between you and me other than kindness?"

Mo Zhihen froze for a moment, hesitated for a long time, and then said with difficulty, "We are still friends." These words.

After hearing this, Mo Sang raised his head and laughed, "Friend."

Mo Sang stared at Mo Zhihen, and said with tears streaming down his face: "He is the person I care about the most, but"

As Mo Sang said, he raised his hands, trembling, knelt down on the ground in pain, covered his face and said in pain, "I almost killed him, I almost killed him."

Mo Zhihen instantly understood why Mu Fengchen fainted that day, and why Bai Mohan fought Mo Sang again.

After hearing Mo Sang's words at the moment, Mo Zhihen understood everything, so he knelt down slowly, and said softly: "I believe, you didn't do it on purpose. Let's find Mr. Mu and Zhong Jian and explain it clearly to them. I believe , they will understand."

Mo Sang stared at Mo Zhihen suddenly, and said excitedly, "No, they won't forgive me."

Seeing Mo Sang who blamed himself for being so painful, Mo Zhihen hugged him tightly in distress, and said in pain: "Even so, so what, don't you still have me? I will be with you until until they forgive us."

Struggling in Mo Zhihen's arms to no avail, Mo Sang gave up struggling and cried bitterly while watching Mo Zhihen.

Hesitantly, he had just woken up, and was so excited, all of a sudden his blood came up, and he passed out again.

Seeing this, Mo Zhihen quickly hugged him back to the bed, and then invited the doctor to make sure that nothing happened, so he felt relieved.

However, Mo Sang, who was in a coma, kept yelling Mu Fengchen's name, even though he was in a coma, tears kept coming out of the corners of his eyes.

Looking at Mo Sang like this, Mo Zhihen felt pain in his heart, held his hand, and said with a wry smile: "He is so important in your heart, Mo Sang, if one day, I will also disappear from your side Now, will you shed a tear for me too?"

Ning Ze, who was shut up in the ancestral hall by Ning Mingwu, was like a corpse, lying straight on the ground, looking at the ceiling, laughing for a while, crying for a while, and kept murmuring: "Jin Lin, I'm sorry, I didn't save you."

Ning Ze and Jin Lin met because of the defeat of the Ning family, who were often bullied.

When Ning Ze and Ning Mingwu were young, they were often laughed at by their peers.

One day, it was a hot summer day, Ning Ze was dragged into the water by a group of children, unable to come out, shouted for help, but no one answered.

When he was dying, he was rescued by Jin Lin who was passing by.

That was the first time Ning Ze saw Jin Lin, but he never thought that Jin Lin was so different from him, and Jin Lin's cold and haughty face was deeply imprinted in his heart.

Later, Ning Ze would go out for various reasons and visit Jin Lin secretly. Although he had been hiding not far away, Jin Lin had never noticed him.

This kind of life has become a habit of Ning Ze. It may be that he has been watching Jin Lin for a long time. Before he knows it, he has also learned how cruel Jin Lin is, and he will destroy all the people who bullied him before.

But even so, he was not punished. Since then, Ning Ze has adapted to this way of life even more.

He thought that in this way, Jin Lin would be able to discover what he had in common with him, and thus discover his existence.

However, since he met, Jin Lin has always only had Mo Yunxi in his eyes, and he has never looked at him properly at all.

Thinking back on these things, Ning Ze laughed and cried at the same time, but was very desolate.

After a while, Ning Ze sat up, picked up the saber on his body, pulled his hair through, and scratched all strands on the ground.

All this happened to be seen by Ning Mingwu who rushed over. Seeing this, Ning Mingwu picked up the cup that the servant was holding, and knocked the sword from Ning Ze's hand to the ground at once.

Ning Ze wanted to pick it up, but Ning Mingwu stepped forward and kicked him to the ground.

Ning Ze sneered, stood up again, looked at Ning Mingwu weakly, and begged: "Brother, I can understand that you want to revitalize the Ning family. But, I beg you, please let me go! I I'm tired and don't want to continue."

Ning Mingwu did not expect that the death of a Jin Lin would turn Ning Ze into a tormented look, so he stepped forward and said angrily: "Look at your dying appearance, how can you still look like our Ning family?" .”

"The Ning family?" Ning Ze shook his head with a wry smile, then looked up at Ning Mingwu, and said with tears streaming down his face, "Brother, if I had a choice, I really think I'm not from the Ning family."