[Comprehensive] Stealing the Halo of the Protagonist

The world is vast, the ground is a desolate blank, and there is a faint blue moon disk hanging in the sky.

Holding Feng Guihan in her arms, Mo Qi walked on the vast white field, with a long string of footprints behind her.

He hadn't eaten or drunk for several days, and the pain in his body gradually increased to peak and then became numb again.He didn't know how many times the sun and moon changed, he didn't know how many steps he took, he didn't care who was chasing after him, or what others pointed out.

He just held Feng Guihan in his arms, immersed in his own world, and kept moving forward, searching for an answer.

An answer to a question he didn't even know.

The pace has become slower and slower.

There are more and more ideas in my mind.

He thought that Yu Luocha's conspiracy should have been discovered earlier, so that Feng Guihan would not die because of him.

But another thought immediately overthrew him-it couldn't be avoided, all of this was a coincidence.

Weird coincidence.

When he was still in Yuemanlou, Han Gui had already hooked up with him.And ten years of being sincere to each other will not change Wei Fangze's heart for a moment, and he is still sent to Hanxuan Mountain.And if he hadn't had the thought of borrowing the power of the Demon Sect, he would never have given up on Xie Le's rescue of Hanxuan Mountain, nor would he have met Feng Guihan, whom he had rescued more than ten years ago...

What the master asked him to change was Wei Fangze's life, and he did, but Feng Guihan, many people from the Devil's Cult, and many people in Jianghu also changed their lives because of him.The person who was destined to live a long life died young, and the sect that should disappear changed from Fengqing Pavilion to Baixiaowei Family.Whether to be happy or sad, only Mo Qi, who knows the original ending, knows.

It's just that he doesn't know now.

His hands have lost strength, his legs and feet have already started to spasm abnormally, and now his breathing is already terrifyingly heavy, his eardrums are constantly roaring, and his eyes are turning black one after another.

He struggled to open his eyes, but he couldn't see the moonlight clearly, he could only rely on the sense of touch to sit on the snow with Feng Guihan planted in his arms, and lay Feng Guihan on his lap, as if in a deep sleep position.

I don't want to let go at all, I don't want to part with it at all.While Mo Qi was thinking, blood kept flowing from his mouth and nose.

He blinked, and stretched out his hand to touch Feng Guihan's face, because his eyes couldn't see anything, he could only say goodbye with his hands.

Bone-cold fingers slid across Feng Guihan's forehead, from the brow bone to the corner of the eye, and from the bridge of the nose to the lips.

"It's not soft at all..." Mo Qi said to himself, while stroking, he instinctively lowered his head and kissed the already cold lips: "The weather is too cold, and you died for too long..."

"If you don't see me on Huangquan Road by then, you don't have to wait." The blood in Mo Qi's mouth moistened Feng Guihan's shriveled lips, he didn't see it, he just kissed me lightly, and then left again, he With those godless eyes open, she smiled slyly: "Because... I don't want you anymore."

He... has no afterlife, only a blank life that does not belong to him.

If you can't find it, don't look for it.

The phoenix returns to the cold.

The blood drops finally landed on the pure white snow, mixed with a drop of transparent crystal.

……

This empty wilderness finally quieted down. The wind rose from the forest, driving the places it passed to play a whining song, and the snowflakes hidden behind the dark clouds couldn't wait to fall down one after another.

Time passed for a long time.

When Feng woke up, Feng Xue had covered his mouth and nose.

The person who had been holding him had already lost his breath, and was lying sideways, with the dark red under his body covered by white snow.

He stood up slowly, the white snow fell from his body rustlingly, he didn't move any more, just stood under the faint blue moonlight, with cold eyes, looking intently at Mo Qi who was lying sideways on the snow.

It's just a shell there.

he knows.

He knew everything just now, but he still ruthlessly refused to break through the last bondage, allowing Mo Qi to torture himself to death in heartbreak.

He was expressionless.

what is this?

In which life, he didn't watch Mo Qi leave so desperately and sadly, even though he knew it was not his fault, but the heartache still made him go to the abyss of extinction several times.

This is fate, Feng thought at first.

Three thousand big worlds, three thousand small worlds, God only knows why Mo Qi just happened to meet the space where he experienced calamities, why he damn subconsciously followed his soul coordinates to choose reincarnation, and why he was reluctant to die again and again knowing that he would not die well. When the time comes, joy is approaching.

Ridiculously infatuated.

The soul is bound by the rules and has to be split apart, but still wants to hint at others to evoke the past.

Li Xiu, retired.

Shi Chennan, Nan Chenshi.

The phoenix returns to the cold--I return, I am cold.

But what was exchanged in the end, "I don't want you anymore".

Feng wanted to strangle this man to death in his arms, but Fang stretched out his hand, and couldn't help but gently wipe the snow off Mo Qi's face.

A person who cultivates the Tao is more important than cultivating the mind.

He can love or hate Mo Qi, but he can't go too far.

He remembered all this, but now, he couldn't figure out what kind of thoughts were in his heart.

He remembered what Master said to him before: "Every human being has a certain degree of emotion. If you don't pay attention to everything, sooner or later you will be extremely concerned about one thing."

He lowered his eyes and looked at Mo Qi's hand that he caressed, it was red and white, the snowflakes were cold, and the bloodstains had dried up.

Just like his love and hate.

Whether it's love or hate, he pours it all into one person.

An exaggerated, absurd and easy-to-understand ruthless way.

His calamity contained endless resentment, endless hatred, as well as endless joy and infatuation, but it was all on one person.

"Sin." This is the master's oral habit, and it is him and Mo Qi who he wants to talk about now.

You shouldn't, you shouldn't, you should provoke him.

Whether cultivating immortality or becoming a demon, Feng has to drag that person in together.

This time, he had returned his heartache and despair to him.

Next time, I will use his soul to bury the past with him.

Now that he has been provoked, he will have to be entangled with him for life after life.

Feng felt that he was very kind.

**

Mo Qi knelt down in the boundless sea of ​​stars, bowed her head and remained silent for a long time.

When he came back, the mysterious light group concentrated on absorbing the light from Mo Qi's body, not noticing that something was wrong with him.

When he had almost absorbed it, he didn't know what to say when he saw it, but just comforted him: "You have done a good job this time." The energy is abnormally abundant, which is naturally very good.

Hearing this, Mo Qi didn't look up at his so-called "Master", but asked in a low voice: "Is the meaning of my existence really just to help Master get rid of it?"

The voice was very small, but it was enough for the mysterious light group to hear. The last light dimmed for a moment but then flourished: "You belong to me, and I am the meaning of your existence."

Mo Qi repeated subconsciously: "Meaning?" He stood up, "If the master is the meaning of my existence, why should I leave the master and develop feelings for others?"

"Emotion?" Mo laughed, "It's a useless thing, don't worry about it."

Mo Qi pressed her chest, her eyes were a little confused: "Why are emotions useless? In the information you gave me, master, so many people live or die because of emotions. Why are emotions useless?"

"My Mo Qi, you're still too naive." After Mo finished speaking, a ball of white light emerged from his own light.As soon as the ball of light came out, it flew towards Mo Qi affectionately, kissing Mo Qi's cheek for a while, and stroking Mo Qi's hair for a while, like a deliberately mischievous child.

Mo Qi looked at the ray of light with a little surprise, feeling a little overwhelmed by its enthusiasm.

That ray of light seemed to like Mo Qi very much, even if Mo Qi didn't respond for a while, he still clung to him and refused to leave.

After playing alone for a long time, just when Mo Qi just stretched out his hand, trying to catch the slightly tired light cluster in mid-air, the light cluster suddenly shattered into small spots of light, and there was a clear sound of crystal breaking.

Mo Qi stared blankly at those small spots of light, and subconsciously stretched out her hands to gather them together, but she couldn't do anything.

At this time, Mo, who had been silent for a long time, began to speak.

"Emotion is a useless thing, because it will become your weakness, and this weakness will often become your fatal wound. My Mo Qi, you are not strong enough to pour emotion into other things at will, understand? ?”

Mo Qi looked at those tiny spots of light for a long time before lowering her head in response.

Seeing him so obedient for the first time, he couldn't help being very satisfied. He thought for a while, and gave out a treasure, "This is Linglongyi. In the last world, you would have too much affection for others, mostly because you stayed too long The reason. On the premise of not affecting the mission, you can use this baby to control the time according to your mind. And in the time you crossed, most of the things that happened were in the same direction as the original world.”

Mo Qi took Linglongyi and looked it over carefully.This Linglong instrument looks like Ruyi jade, the jade body is clear and emerald green, the edge is glowing, it looks very mysterious.

"Thank you, master." Mo Qi bowed to salute, but suddenly a bad thought came to her mind.

Controlling the time, is it possible to go back to the time before Feng Guihan died... This thought filled his head all at once.

He bit his lip, lowered his head and asked with a face that made it difficult to see clearly: "Can this Linglong instrument go back to the past?"

Mo seemed very proud of his preciousness, so he replied without doubt: "Of course it is possible. This Linglong instrument is positioned at the time when you first came to this world, and it can go back to the past when you missed the joint. In the past, the world is still going the same way, if your corresponding body is not born, you will exist in the form of a spirit body."

Mo Qi restrained the excitement in her heart, and replied in a calm tone: "Thank you, master, for the treasure."

At the end, he smiled, "You are mine, why should you thank me?"

Mo Qi let out a "hmm", and her grip on Linglongyi became tighter and tighter.

Mo didn't notice something was wrong, he just continued: "Okay, it's time for you to go to the next world. According to this progress, within a few worlds, you can help me escape."

"Remember, don't be too emotional for others." Mo warned for the last time.

The familiar black vortex spread out on the soles of Mo Qi's feet. He listened to Mo's instructions, pursed his lips, and allowed himself to sink.

In the chaotic space, tens of thousands of stars were silently shining, and at last they regrouped the spots of light that had just been crushed by him, and melted into his heart little by little, he let out a long and comfortable sigh.

"Mo Qi...I'm looking forward to the feeling of hugging you."