live to death

Jun Wuwei once asked Mo Yin and his favorite flower.

Mo Yinhe is not a gentleman and does not love orchids; he is not a hermit and does not love chrysanthemums; he is not a celebrity and does not love lotuses.Even though he is a bit more special than ordinary people, he is still an ordinary person. The flowers he loves will definitely be rejected by a kind of literati with spit stars.

He loves peach blossoms.A flower that is clear and shallow but as thick as ink.

He drank wine with Yan Weiqing under the peach tree, and lingered with nothingness under the peach tree.To put it more clearly, in all his best memories, there is Qin Chu.He said he loved peach blossoms, but what he loved was when he and Qin Chu hugged each other, just under that peach tree, just in that peach forest.

Mo Yinhe thought that Jun Wuwei was asking him to take him to see the peach blossoms, but unfortunately, when the two of them were nearly forty years old, Mo Yinhe didn't see even a single peach tree until the day when Jun Wuwei took the Zen seat.

On that day, Mo Yin and Ah Pang traveled together, and Qin Chu rode their horses south to an unnamed mountain.That mountain didn't have a name, and it was March, but it was all pink, with hardly any green visible.

Mo Yin and Pu Chi couldn't help laughing, which attracted Jun Wuwei's helpless glance.There is no way, all the thoughts of Mo Yinhe, Jun Wuwei only needs a look to understand.

He was laughing at him, old and unprincipled.

But Mo Yinhe was actually very surprised.He asked Jun Wuwei what kind of mountain it was.

Jun Wuwei replied: Taoling.

Mo Yinhe was even more surprised, and asked with a smile, are we going to be buried here after our death?

Jun Wuwei nodded expressionlessly.

Mo Yinhe laughed even harder.

Drinking a glass of wine together, lingering on the peach under the moon, and now dreaming of the Taoling together, do you want to have fun after death?

This peach tree is really unrequited love with them.

There are four people who settled in Taoling, two of them were very unpopular with the other two, so they worked together to discuss a good plan, and finally spent five years transforming another unnamed mountain next door into Liling, which spread all over the mountains and plains. When the pear blossoms are in bloom, it looks like a snow mountain. When you look at it in the middle of the night, it looks quite spooky.

After Ah Pang grew to fifteen years old, his voice and appearance have not changed. This is actually the reason why Yue Wenqiu finally took Ah Pang away from the imperial city and settled here.

After all, the world cannot tolerate too many differences.

For Emperor Wen, infamy and praise were divided in half, but Yue Wenqiu had great abilities in the end, and he was afraid that he would not be able to protect Ah Pang in the end.

Fatty is still heartless, but in the passage of time, he finally discovered that when everyone was old, he was still the boy he used to be.

One day when the peach blossoms were blooming, Ah Pang went to ask Mo Yinhe for two glasses of peach wine that Yue Wenqiu liked, but saw the two of them sleeping in each other's arms, and before they even had time to talk to him, only three of them were left behind. The altar of peach wine and a letter left him alone.

No, not alone, he still has Yue Wenqiu.

But in fact, Yuewenqiu is also very old, so will he be left alone in the end?

When he returned with three jars of peach wine, Ah Pang didn't say anything to Yue Wenqiu, but Ah Pang somehow felt that Yue Wenqiu knew what happened.Although he didn't say a word, Ah Fat could feel Yue Wenqiu's care all the time.

This person is always so annoying, always...by his side?

Even though he was reluctant to give up, this day still came. Yue Wenqiu called him to his side, and finally only asked him a question.

"Fatty, do you understand love?"

Fatty shook his head in confusion.

The seventy-year-old man and the fifteen-year-old boy looked at each other, and it seemed that their figures had gradually changed into the appearance they had when they first met.

Yue Wenqiu seemed to know that Fatty's answer was nothing more than not understanding, but he was still a little disappointed.

He smiled and said, "It's okay, Fatty doesn't understand, as long as I understand."

After all, he stretched out his hand to trace Ah Pang's unchanging eyebrows and eyes. Ah Pang was about to hold his somewhat cold hand, but he didn't want to miss his hand before holding it.Didn't touch his face, didn't hold his hand.

Fatty was stunned immediately, but he didn't know what to do.

After being in a daze for a long time, Ah Pang sent his master and the Great Demon King of Qin Chu to Taoling, then returned to Liling, and picked up Yue Wenqiu, who was skinny but peaceful at this time.

Fatty still doesn't understand, but he feels very uncomfortable and blocked now.After he entered Liling with Yue Wenqiu in his arms, he never came out again.

……

Compared with the b-level world, the energy poured into the body, working for the main god, although it is dangerous, it is also worth it.

Mo Yinhe closed his eyes, mobilized his soul power, and a burst of white light spread from around him, shaking the space around him.That white halo was Mo Yinhe's soul wave.

Thinking of the soul fluctuations from Jun Wuwei from time to time in the end, Mo Yinhe was sure that he could already perceive Qin Chu's soul fluctuations now, just as the Lord God said, after walking through two worlds, he didn't have to worry about not being able to find Qin Chu's soul fluctuations from the crowd. Qin Chu.

The mark engraved on the soul by two people will eventually allow them to find each other.The only thing he worries about now is Fatty.Although he left a letter for Fatty, he didn't know whether Fatty could bear to be separated from him for the first time and face the death of the people around him by himself.

Mo Yinhe sighed, remembering what Yue Wenqiu had said to him, and entered the next world as soon as he closed his eyes.

If you don't forget, you will be able to meet each other.

As soon as he entered this world, the power of rules began to squeeze Mo Yinhe. Mo Yinhe felt the rules, but although the rules were not malicious to him, such a powerful power of rules made him uncomfortable. There was a faint white light, this was the first time he saw the power of his soul materialized.

The power of rules binding Mo Yinhe began to weaken slowly, and then disappeared.

Mo Yinhe opened his eyes and found himself in a dark and boundless space.

where is this place?

Qin Chu's soul wave came from all directions, and it disappeared in a blink of an eye. Mo Yinhe couldn't tell which direction the soul wave radiated from.

Suddenly, a huge coercion came, and Mo Yinhe couldn't judge the current situation at all, let alone where he was, what world he was in, Mo Yinhe couldn't even read the information, because at this time the anxiety in his heart and the powerful power of the enemy Mo Yinhe didn't dare to act rashly, so he was going to burp when he came here?Bah, this world should be an S-level world, even for Qin Chu's sake, you can't belch farts, the S-level world has much more energy than the A-level world, so the S-level world is naturally the best for Qin Chu to recover as soon as possible.

Mo Yin and his pupils shrank. He remembered what this feeling was like. It was the coercion of spiritual power and the suppression of spiritual consciousness. He was being watched now, but he couldn't know the exact location of the other party because the other party was stronger than him. too much.

Looking inside his dantian, Mo Yinhe saw a vast ocean... This is wrong, isn't there a golden elixir or a nascent baby?What is a vast ocean?Mo Yinhe is not familiar with the rules of this world, but Yuemo can perceive that his strength is only average in this world.

"That's it, the descendants of the gods?" The voice sounded majestic like the ancient prehistoric, just like Mo Yinhe couldn't judge the direction of Qin Chu, and couldn't judge the direction of the spiritual consciousness, and Mo Yinhe couldn't judge the speaker's direction either. position.

God?What the hell?This kind of strength is not considered a god!

Next, Mo Yinhe saw a pair of demonic blood pupils, the corners of his lips were full of vicious smiles, mocking and disdainful, looking at him like ants.

The visitor swiped forward with his right hand, and countless black and red magic patterns appeared, flying towards Mo Yinhe.

Mo Yin and Instinct mobilized the spiritual energy in his body to resist, but the magic pattern still wrapped around him.

Mo Yinhe was shocked by this attack, and then spat out a mouthful of blood, but saw a magic seal penetrate into Mo Yinhe's body while his mind was in shock, and after this magic seal entered Mo Yinhe's body At the beginning, the spiritual power began to dry up uncontrollably, so Mo Yinhe became more and more unable to resist other magic seals.

How is this going?Are you going to be murdered as soon as you come?

Looking at the person next to him looking at him as if he was watching a play, Mo Yin and Wuming felt angry in his heart, and the powerful soul power spread out, offsetting all the magic patterns, but before they could continue to break the magic patterns, a red sword The black giant sword passed through the chest.

Mo Yinhe didn't feel any pain, but the spiritual power in his body began to dry up uncontrollably. At the same time, his soul began to become tired, as if he was locked in chains, unable to move, and extremely tired.

There was a cold touch on the wrist and ankle, and Mo Yin knew that he was locked without even looking.

Not only the hands and feet, but also the neck and other places were all locked.

The person who was not moving slowly approached Mo Yinhe, with a malicious smile on his lips, Mo Yinhe closed his eyes and stopped looking at him.

The giant sword that had entered Mo Yinhe's body was pulled away again, which made Mo Yinhe feel the pain of cramp.

The powerful and aggressive body approached, covering Mo Yinhe under him, but Mo Yinhe didn't look at him.

The man approached Mo Yinhe, which made him feel uncomfortable and urgent, and his breath was gushing on the side of his neck. This posture and form of being slaughtered made Mo Yin and Wuming instantly ignite.In the next moment, Mo Yin and the last string in his brain were broken directly - he was bitten between the necks!

Mo Yinhe gritted his teeth, clenched his hands tightly, his nails penetrated into his palms, dripping with blood.

The man raised his head, stroked the wound he had bitten out, and mockingly said, "Is this the blood of the gods? That's all."

After all, with a wave of the man's hand, the square space was quickly compressed back around Mo Yinhe. Mo Yinhe, who had lost his spiritual power, wanted to use the power of his soul to break free, but this is an S-level world, and people stronger than his soul are welcome. There were many, and it was obvious that the person who attacked him as soon as he arrived was one of them.

Mo Yinhe thought that he might leave this world by death, but he didn't expect to fall into darkness and sleep for thousands of years.

Before falling into the darkness, Mo Yinhe could feel Qin Chu's soul wave was beside him, but he still didn't know where it was, and he never woke up again.

The man looked at the man he was imprisoning.This person has always looked like he would not allow the slightest violation, but at this time he closed his eyes, appearing very docile.

Watching him sympathize with everyone, watching him claim to be noble, watching his resistance.

It was very annoying at first, even when I saw him, I wanted to kill him and tear him apart, such a hypocritical mask, a disgusting shell.But I don't know why, when his soul power scattered just now, he almost stopped. He almost let go of this hypocritical descendant of the gods who had been his enemy for tens of thousands of years, and was almost killed by him. Bewildered.

He even had the illusion that he wanted to hug this descendant of the gods into his arms and caress his cheek.

The man's face was livid, he was convinced that he had no problem, he was not cursed or drugged, and Wen Jiyi was still the same Wen Jiyi, so why did there suddenly be such a sudden change?

An Yi frowned, thinking that this might be another trick of Wen Jiyi's. Although he has been an enemy for 10 years, he was just teasing him. It's not easy to kill Wen Jiyi if he really wants to kill him.

But this time, Wen Jiluo had already touched his bottom line, and if he couldn't kill the descendants of the gods, then he was sealed.

An Yi frowned, ignoring his concern about the power of the soul just now, and forced himself to leave here.

Fingers seal quickly, the entire space begins to compress, and then disappears into the sky. Maybe someone will hit and break the seal by mistake after hundreds of thousands of years, or Wen Jiyi may run out by himself, but at this time, it is far from his opponent. Wen Jiyi, who has been sleeping like this for tens of thousands of years, how can he be his opponent?

Maybe I, who was so poor and bored at that time, could still find some fun from my old opponent.

Without looking at this place again, An Yi left.

In the Temple of Heavenly Demon, a woman knelt on the ground meekly, her eyebrows and eyes were [-]% similar to that of Liang Yongwen from her previous life, her face was not beautiful, but she was loved by the Demon Emperor, and her favor would last forever.

For some reason, An Yi, who returned to the Temple of Heavenly Demon today, was very irritable. It seemed that his subconscious told him that something was wrong, but after careful consideration, there was no difference.

And Miao Ling'er, who was kneeling, didn't seem to notice the difference in An Yi, and stuck her soft body against it.

On weekdays, if Miao Linger did this, An Yi would generally not refuse, but now for some reason, An Yi felt extremely irritated and disgusted when she saw the woman who posted it, the flattery and submissiveness in her eyes It pierced An Yi's eyes deeply, and with a wave of her hand, Miao Ling'er fell backwards, spitting out blood from her mouth.

This is the first time An Yi has been so rude to her, but Miao Linger lowered her brows in fear and retreated. An Yi neither persuaded her nor felt heartbroken, but suddenly felt that the feeling Miao Linger gave him was not right , but the Devil Emperor didn't know what was wrong.

An Yi didn't know, but suddenly felt that Miao Ling'er's face was an eyesore.

Miao Ling'er bowed her head and exited the Heavenly Demon Palace, looking very docile and well-behaved, but when she landed, she was heard by many people.

Some waiters naturally knew that Miao Ling'er's good days were coming to an end, she thought it was special that she had been favored for so long, but many people knew that their lord, Demon Emperor An Yi was just looking for someone Forget it, whether it's Miao Ling'er or others, they all have some similarities, isn't that enough to explain everything?

Miao Ling'er's face was in burning pain, all the eyes looking at her at this time made her feel humiliated and unwilling.

She could already imagine the wild and mocking faces of those women when she returned to Baimei Palace.

At this time, An Yi didn't care about the intrigues of those women he didn't love at all, until now he didn't realize what went wrong with him.

Closing his eyes, he passed Wen Jiyi's sacred and inviolable false mask again, and remembered the sarcasm he uttered.

No, no, not him!

But the power of the soul that invaded, the fluctuation of the soul when struggling, the eyes that looked at him full of humiliation, those eyes full of anger and unwillingness, were Wen Jiyan who was being sealed by him at that time.

Something seemed to be flashing through my mind, but it was completely submerged in a "report--".

"Hold, the Heavenly Emperor led an army to attack, and he has reached the edge of the Heavenly Demon Realm, fighting with General Zhan Li!" A demon soldier broke into the Heavenly Demon Palace in panic, and An Yi's vaguely ready answer disappeared, no matter how he thought about it... Can't remember a single bit.

There was anger in his eyes, and for some reason, he always felt that he had missed something important.

An Yi stood up, and in an instant, all the hostility of the world was concentrated here. Once the purple-black hostility passed, An Yi, who was wearing a Chinese suit before, was wearing a black armor, holding a handle in his hand behind his back, and the hostility was soaring to the sky. It is to break through the sky.

Tiandi Jun Hao looked at the condensed hostility and the faint purple light in the sky, and couldn't help frowning, this An Yi was actually stronger than he imagined.

Looking at the place full of hostility, whether it is a demon or a fairy, I can't help being afraid.