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Lin Mo's worry didn't last long, because soon someone walked in again.

Seeing this, Lin Mo thought it was time to display his acting skills, and "woke up" without losing the opportunity.He slowly opened his eyes, then suddenly stopped.

——At this time, should I look around blankly first, or squeak?

Lin Mo was still contemplating the first step of his career as an actor, when the man glanced at him, turned around and left.

Huh?I haven't done my best yet!

He thought about it, and then he was relieved.Since "I" is deaf and dumb, of course the other party doesn't need to say anything.What's more, the man seemed to be a servant by looking at his clothes, probably just to see if he was awake.

Lin Mo nodded, his thoughts changed again, and he couldn't help being furious——

I haven't started to show my acting skills yet, why can't that person see anything wrong?I'm just in a daze with my usual expression!

... Could it be that I usually look stupid?

Realizing this fact, Lin Mo was shocked for a moment, unavoidably depressed, and sat there sullenly with his head down. After a while, he heard the door "squeak", and then raised his head to look at the door.

Unexpectedly, this sight shocked him greatly, and he quickly lowered his eyes to hide his turbulent mood.

There were two people.

Coincidentally, Lin Mo recognized these two people.

The one who walked in front had just entered, so Lin Mo would not have forgotten it; but the one behind was an unexpected guy.

"Since our son is kind and saved your life, you can follow him to repay your kindness in the future." The person in front said.

The expression of the person behind looked very cold, and it took a long time before they responded with a "huh", obviously not paying attention to other people, and they looked very unbearable.

The person in front seemed to be planning this too, but he still didn't make a move. He endured it, gave a few more instructions, and then walked away.

Soon, there were only two people left in the room.

The sun shines in through the window lattice, swaying down a colorful scene, shining on the dust floating in the air, flickering endlessly.The predestined fate has finally been brought together again. What will this unexpected encounter bring?

"It's you." Lin Mo said with emotion, "We met again."

The man nodded, turned around and closed the door, and sat on the chair in front of the table, trying to pour himself a cup of tea, but found that the teapot was empty.

"You don't seem surprised at all." Lin Mo said slowly, "I'm quite surprised."

"Why?" he asked.

Lin Mo was stunned for a moment: "Need to say? Why did you become a mortal, why were you not surprised to see me at all, why were you rescued by someone, and why are you here? Also, do you really recognize me?" Who am I? Feng Zimeng!"

——The person who came in was Feng Zimeng!

After the initial shock, a very strange feeling emerged in Lin Mo's heart.In fact, Lin Mo has always been puzzled by this person.His whereabouts are uncertain, his saber skills are superb, he hates evil like a vengeful, and has a serious murderous intention.However, it is difficult to describe him completely with just these few words.

When I met him for the first time, he was just a mortal with no cultivation, but he dared to challenge the villains in the foundation-building period; when I met him for the second time, he was already a Golden Core cultivator, fighting against the bandits who robbed the avenue; The third time they met, he became a Nascent Soul again, forcing Lin Mo to make a poisonous oath.

After thinking about it carefully, Lin Mo realized that this person had a high appearance rate on his path of self-cultivation.

Seeing that Lin Mo didn't know where to go, Feng Zimeng said at the right time: "Lin Mo, you have to ask yourself the answer you want."

Lin Mo has been caught in his own groundless guesses and cannot extricate himself, apparently losing the ability to think normally: "Ask me? You don't mean that it's my fault that you became like this!"

This sentence was just to vent, but unexpectedly, Feng Zimeng actually nodded.

Lin Mo was surprised and said, "What did I do? Why didn't I know!" He really had no idea, so he pretended to be listening attentively, waiting for Feng Zimeng's answer.

Feng Zimeng stood up, walked slowly in front of Lin Mo, and extended his hand to him.

This is... want to shake my hand?

Soon Lin Mo realized that he was wrong, because Feng Zimeng had a small sachet in his hand.

Lin Mo's expression became serious. He carefully picked up the seemingly ordinary sachet, and twisted it professionally with his fingertips. There were some fine crumbs inside, and there was nothing else. Found.

"What... is in here?" Lin Mo frowned, but he already had countless conjectures in his mind, from spiritual materials to ashes, which contained all kinds of unimaginable associations.

Seeing Lin Moru facing the enemy, Feng Zimeng laughed dumbfounded.His face has always been very indifferent, but at this moment, when he smiled, it actually gave people a sense of spring breeze blowing on his face, which surprised Lin Mo.

"What are you laughing at, am I wrong?"

Feng Zimeng shook his head: "This is an ordinary sachet, I thought you would remember it."

He paused, and the room suddenly fell into silence.

"Oh, it's that, that or something." Lin Mo could only pretend to remember it, because this kind of thing is like forgetting a friend's birthday, which is really embarrassing.

Obviously Feng Zimeng is quite kind, at least he gave Lin Mo a step, he raised a few words, and finally let Lin Mo recall the past.At that time, he had just accepted Yuan Lai as his apprentice, and was looking for the lost Xiaojiu. He met Xiaojiu who was in Zheng Yi's body on the street, and was given a sachet by a stranger. (See chapters 41 and 42 for details.)

"That's right, that's it!" Lin Mo patted his thigh, "So that person is you! But, you were not what you are now at that time."

Faced with Lin Mo's doubts, Feng Zimeng just said indifferently: "Appearance is nothing more than a skin. After a monk reaches the stage of transformation, he can transform himself into tens of millions. Why do they all look the same?"

Lin Mo said yes, but he didn't think so in his heart.At that time, it was not long after Lin Mo first met Feng Zimeng. If he really didn't care as he said, he would just show up, so why change his face?I am afraid there is still another reason.

But you can think about this kind of thing, you don't need to say it.Because soon, Lin Mo thought of another question.

This guy's actions were all intentional—then why did he deliberately appear in front of him?It's not always about looking at yourself as a domineering aura, so prepare to be your little brother.Lin Mo thought to himself that he had no possessions, and now he has no cultivation base. There is nothing worthy of others' concern, but...Lin Mo suddenly thought of a possibility, and couldn't help but look at Feng Zimeng, who was beside him in amazement.

He can't be... secretly in love with me? !

——Of course, thinking this way is just a way to make fun of bitterness. Seeing Feng Zimeng's current expression, Lin Mo seemed to have expected it in his heart.

What should come has finally come.

Pulling himself together, Lin Mo took a deep breath to calm down his chaotic thoughts.He understood that a secret of great importance was about to be revealed in front of him.

The mountain and rain are about to come, and the wind is full of buildings, and the world of comprehension is facing a turmoil that has not been seen in a thousand years.But Lin Mo actually didn't care about the upside-down of the whole world, nor how the big shots turned their hands around.At this moment, he just wants to know, what role did he and his relatives play in the whole thing?

The sun is bright and the air is clear.On this ordinary and extraordinary afternoon, Feng Zimeng slowly opened his mouth, telling a secret story from thousands of years ago.

Long, long ago, an unusual monster was born in the Demon World.

—— "Wait a minute, are you going to talk for a long time?" Lin Mo habitually wanted to eat something, but under Feng Zimeng's gaze, he silently swallowed his request and continued to listen.

The world of demons is the same as the world of self-cultivation. Monsters are either raised naturally or reproduced from generation to generation. There is always a question of origin, but this monster is quite special.No one knows how he was born, no one can see his heels, no one even knows when he appeared in the demon world.

And the first time his name spread far and wide in the Three Realms was when he unified the Demon Realm and established himself as the king.

Legend has it that this demon king has extraordinary perseverance and outstanding ambition, comparable to the power of a god, and has the charm of bewitching all living beings.

"Wait, the person you're talking about is Xiao Jiu!" Surprised Lin Mo interrupted Feng Zimeng again, because thinking about Zhu Xiaojiu's current virtue, it was really difficult for him to link the two together .

Feng Zimeng shook his head: "He is Zhu Wujun."

"Isn't this the same thing?" Lin Moqi asked, "Isn't Zhu Wujun the former life of Xiao Jiu?"

Feng Zimeng just glanced at Lin Mo indifferently this time, and continued talking.

Under the iron-fisted rule of this demon king, the Demon Realm quickly developed an astonishing fighting power.You must know that although the monsters are powerful individuals, they are notoriously disorganized and undisciplined.This Zhu Wujun didn't know what method he used, but he was able to take them under his command and become a usable combat force.

The growth of the demon world soon threatened the closest cultivation world, and since ancient times, the two worlds have been in constant friction.So the fighting spirit gradually rose, and it was on the verge of breaking out.

Eliminating demons and defending Taoism is the lifelong belief of many monks. This is a great opportunity to prove Taoism through battle, so why would they be frightened?Although there are differences in strength, but when it comes to their belief in the Dao, the monks are unwavering.

At that time, I don't know how many amazing people like short-lived epiphyllum appeared. They went forward bravely and left countless meteor-like short-lived but dazzling deeds at the cost of their lives.There are also many heroes who showed amazing talents and talents in this battle, and became leaders in the cultivation world in the future, gaining widespread respect.

Among them, there is also a character comparable to the Demon Lord in terms of talent, strength and talent——

"I see!" Lin Mo suddenly realized, his eyes sparkled with excitement, bursting out with a dazzling brilliance, which made people dazzled.

Why was he chosen to travel through time, why did Feng Zimeng pay so much attention to him, and what kind of mission did he carry when he came to this world?

It all boils down to one question -

Who am I?

In an instant, a series of things flashed in his mind one by one. It seemed that he had pushed through the thick fog and found the truth hidden in the depths.

"I know who you are talking about." Lin Mo looked straight at Feng Zimeng, and paused, "This person is me."

"No." Feng Zimeng said expressionlessly.