The Stone Refiner

It was sunny on February 9712, 2 in the continental calendar

Time flies, it is already 27 in a blink of an eye.

This year is a very special year because I got married.

Shao Bai personally put on me a treasure that symbolizes the Yan family - "The Gift of the Unicorn". I gave him back a ring I made by myself and put it on the ring finger of my left hand for him.It is said that there is a blood vessel on this finger that connects with the heart, and if the ring is on, it means that the two people who love each other will be connected in heart and never lose each other.

We held the wedding in front of Shao Bai's parents' grave, according to the ancient earth customs.

I pray to heaven and earth,

Second worship to the high hall,

Husband and wife say goodbye.

Our wedding is not full of guests, no romantic red candles, only deeply in love with each other.

To meet Yan Shaobai in this life, I have not lived in vain in this life.

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It was sunny on February 9712, 4 in the continental calendar

Life is [-] years old, and I am already [-]-[-], which is considered a long life.

Counting the past 60 years, I have achieved success and achieved success in life.

I have friends who give charcoal in the face of hardship, brothers who depend on each other for life and death, and love who stay together for life.

To be honest, I hate them, but I have to go first.

Shao Bai, let's meet again in the next life.

After Mo Huaiyuan finished writing the last diary entry, he put away the electronic board and stretched.

"Shao Bai, how long will it take to arrive at Fan Lin's residence?"

"Immediately." Yan Shaobai looked serious, "Why do you think of coming back?"

Mo Huaishuang glanced at his mouth, "Come back and see Zongpin and the others."

Hearing what he said, Yan Shaobo felt a little worried on his face, and a faint smell of vinegar came out.

Mo Huaishuang approached with a hippie smile and "Pa Da" kissed Yan Shaobai on the face, "I'm a little tired from playing, come back and take a rest."

Yan Shaobai's stinky face looked better now.

Although Yan Shaobai said that they were coming soon, it was two hours after the two arrived at Fan Lin's residence.

Zong Pin and Yu Tou were very excited when they saw the two came back, and asked about their health for a while.The eyes looking at Mo Huaishuang were indescribably complicated.

Mo Huai laughed, and stepped forward to punch each of them on the shoulder very freely, "Eat dinner, I'm starving to death."

Zong Pin sniffed and punched Mo Huai Shuang back, "Eat!"

Yan Shaobai unloaded the rice and vegetables from the armored vehicle and sent them to the kitchen.

During this meal, Mo Huaishuang ate until his stomach rounded and he burped.

After the meal, Zong Pin began to report to Yan Shaobai very responsibly what happened in the past two months.

Mo Huai rubbed his stomach, got up and walked towards the inner room of the main tent.

He actually came back this time for two purposes.

One is to see Jiu Bo's brothers, this can be regarded as the last farewell.

The second is to make another nine-level stone armor for Yan Shaobai.

He didn't have time to study energy, so he could only use this stupid method to support Yan Shaobai.

He had a month left in his life, and he didn't want to waste it.What's more, he didn't want Yan Shaobai to accompany him into the final countdown, he was afraid that he couldn't bear the sadness of parting.

So, forgive him for leaving without saying goodbye.

Mo Huaishuang sat down at the table in the inner room, picked up the electronic board and wrote the last words:

Shao Bai, remember what you promised me, the bell needs you.Also, I love you.

After Mo Huaishuang finished writing, he watched the last words quietly for a while, bowed his head and kissed the three words "I love you", then put the electronic board aside, took out the Jiayuan stone and the eight-level strokes, and began to draw.

The smooth lines extended under the brush, Mo Huai turned his wrists, and a full bend was shaped on the Jiayuan Stone, and then he turned the pen knife, turning the bend into a hook, and suddenly the meaning of a golden knife and iron horse rushed to his face, and the lines in the pen As if he had life, he wanted to get out of the shackles and turn into a dragon.

It may be that the mind is broad-minded, or that life and death are indifferent. Mo Huaishuang feels that this painting is far beyond all previous ones. Every stroke has its own will and thoughts. They are clamoring and boiling. Desire to turn into armor and die in battle.

At this moment, Mo Huaishuang forgot about death and the restriction of 150 seven strokes. He devoted himself to painting until his whole body softened suddenly.

In Fanlin City, Yu Ke suddenly stood up from the imperial concubine chair.He looked in the direction of Mo Huaishuang with a serious face, his expression was unclear.

This was the second time he felt this level nine power, the first time Mo Huaishuang used it to create level nine stone armor, and at the same time revealed his true identity and his position at that time.

But this time, the power was obviously higher than last time. It is not difficult to guess that Mo Huaishuang was using his scarce blood to make the stone armor again.

Yu Ke sneered indifferently.

Yan Shaobai rushed in when he heard the sound of overturning chairs in the room, and when he entered the door, he was scared out of his wits by the scene in front of him.

He rushed forward and picked up Mo Huaishuang who was paralyzed on the ground, completely stunned.

He reached out his hand under Mo Huai's nose in disbelief, but he only felt a weaker and weaker breath.

Zong Pin followed and rushed in, seeing the Jiayuan stone and the electronic board with the last words on the table, his eye circles turned red instantly, and tears flowed down uncontrollably.

He knew that Mo Huaishuang was really going to leave this time.

Yan Shaobai didn't cry. After the initial grief, he restrained all his expressions, and very calmly hugged him tightly in his arms. A second later, he got up and put Mo Huaishuang on the bed.

"Zong Pin, you go out first." Yan Shaobai said lightly.

"Head?" Zong Pin wiped away his tears, his eyes were full of worry, Yan Shaobai's calm appearance made him feel terrified, and he always felt that something worse was about to happen, "Huai Shuang hopes you will support him Ring the bell."

"I know." Yan Shaobai said lightly, "You go out first. Let me stay alone with him for a while, I want to see him off for the last time."

Zong Pin wanted to say something else, but he stomped his feet and walked out.

After Zongpin left, Yan Shaobai calmly took out the life-transforming instrument brought back from the ruins from under the bed.

He used to think that he would never need to use this instrument in his life, and he thought that he could calmly face Mo Huaishuang's death, after all, he had been mentally prepared for so long.

However, when Mo Huaishuang really fell in front of him like this, he found that all his preparations and rationality were empty talk, and he couldn't watch Mo Huaishuang die at all.

Thinking of his twins about to sleep forever, thinking that he would never call him Shao Bai again with a smile, Yan Shaobo found his heart throbbing with pain, and the blood in his whole body was about to freeze.

He found that he could not accept Mo Huaishuang's death at all. He hoped that he was alive, that he was smiling, and that he would call his name all the time.

Yan Shaobai lowered his head and branded a kiss on Mo Huai's forehead, "Shuangshuang, ringing the bell is your painstaking effort, you will definitely work harder than me."

"Also, I can only live for a few decades, so you can only be remembered for a few decades, isn't it too short? But it's different for you, you can live for thousands of years."

"remember to miss me."

After Yan Shaobai finished speaking, he pressed the switch of the instrument without hesitation.

The Life Transformation Instrument, which had been sleeping for thousands of years, started instantly. The hoses on both sides of the instrument were raised, and the transparent silk threads at the top of the hoses were flying in the air like the tentacles of jellyfish. After a second, the seemingly soft tentacles did not hesitate. The ground plunged into the bodies of Mo Huaishuang and Yan Shaobai at the same time.

Mo Huaishuang woke up from the pain.

He had never felt such pain, this pain penetrated deep into the cells, deep into the bone marrow.In the face of this kind of pain, it seems so insignificant to be doused and whipped after being grilled and peeled alive.It can even be said that dying in the face of such pain is a blessing.

Mo Huaishuang was so painful that his mind was blurred, all the strength in his body was drained, and even screaming became a luxury. He just wanted to be relieved from the pain, but this was just his delusion.

The pain was deepening, every cell in him seemed to be tearing and reorganizing, and he didn't know anything except pain.

After the pain that could not be described in words, Mo Huaishuang opened his eyes in a daze, as if something was pulling away from his body.

Mo Huaishuang opened his eyes and watched, and saw transparent silk threads of different lengths pulled out of his body, and on the other side of the instrument, Yan Shaobai lay on the ground with a pale face.

After a moment of surprise, Mo Huaishuang almost rolled out of bed and crawled to Yan Shaobai's side.

He exhausted all his courage and perseverance to force himself to put his hand under Yan Shaobai's nose.

Not breathing, body cold.

Mo Huaishuang burst into sobs with an "Aw--", mournful for Kyushu.

He now understands everything, the only instrument they brought back from the ruins is a trap, and the diary he can't understand must have recorded how to use this instrument, all of this is Yu Ke's conspiracy!

How could Yan Shaobai be so stupid, how could he be so stupid, he knew that Yu Ke wanted his life, so why did he still jump into the pit.

Huge grief and regret entangled Mo Huaishuang, the pain was so painful that his heart was gouged out, his soul was torn apart, and his whole body was in a daze.

He lay firmly on Yan Shaobai's body, stretched out his hands to caress his pale face, and stared at him blankly, with no focus in his eyes.

"Shao Bai, wake up, wake up." Mo Huai murmured while touching both sides, "Why are you willing to leave me behind, how can you be willing?"

Talking, talking, Mo Huaishuang felt that something was broken in his body, and tears flowed down as if he didn't want money.

While crying, he lowered his head and kissed Yan Shaobai's pale lips, pushed his jaw open and stuck his tongue in, tears flowed into Yan Shaobai's body along the slit of his lips.

At this moment, Mo Huaishuang felt that something was missing from his body. He felt that it might be his own life, but he didn't care. If he could give Yan Shaobai his life back, then he would, as long as Yan Shaobai could live , he is willing to do anything.

Zong Pin and Yu Tou saw this scene when they heard the voice rushing in.

Mo Huaishuang cried in a mess and hugged Yan Shaobai who was pale.

Before they could accept the tragic scene in front of them, Yan Shaobai's face turned rosy at an incredible speed.

The coercion of level nine spread from Yan Shaobo, this time it was completely different from the stone armor of level nine, it was a kind of power that could almost rival the heaven and earth, before this kind of power all creatures bowed their heads and all things surrendered.

This kind of coercion spread rapidly from Jiubo's main account to the surroundings.

Everyone bent their knees in front of it, and all the unicorns prostrated themselves facing Fan Lin at this moment.

At this moment, the king is reborn!