When a full-level boss dresses as a holy father

Gu Yefeng randomly chose a direction and walked for a few minutes before encountering another choice.

He looked at the same place as the seven or eight entrances just now, and was dazed.

This can't be... a maze.

Gu Yefeng didn't believe in evil, and chose a direction at random to continue walking. In this way, he encountered countless choices.

Gu Yefeng: "..."

……

After Mo Lingyue landed, she immediately stabilized her figure.

The place where he fell was completely different from Gu Yefeng, he fell into a clean passage.

The moment he fell into the originally dark aisle, the lights on both sides instantly lit up, illuminating the entire aisle.

He looked at the two directions of the passage, and there seemed to be little difference, so he chose a direction at random.

After walking for a short time, the eyes suddenly opened up, and they came to a very huge space, and a huge building stood not far from the space.

There are lights everywhere in the building, and under the shroud of light, it reveals a bit of hazy and mysterious, like an exquisite palace.

Mo Lingyue raised her head and looked at the building in front of her. The palace looked resplendent and magnificent, even more magnificent than the castle in the Demon Realm.

There is a huge copper gate in the middle of the palace. The pillars on both sides of the gate are carved with unknown patterns. The pillars are entwined with black magic energy, which looks a little dangerous and ominous.

In fact, he has been to the Demon Realm more than once, and even stayed here for a long time, but this is the first time he knows that there is such a palace under the Demon Realm.

Mo Lingyue walked over and slowly pushed open the palace gate.

The door was unexpectedly easy to push open, and it was pushed open casually.

There was a 'squeak' sound from the gate, which startled the original people in the palace.

That person was the black-robed man who fought with the Great Guardian earlier.

He was still a little puzzled about why there was such a place under the Demon Central Territory, but when he heard the sound, he immediately dodged behind the pillars in the hall to hide his figure and aura, and then looked at the gate vigilantly.

After all, he and his people were not the only ones who fell together. It would be lucky to meet Si Le, but it would be troublesome to meet Su Wuye.

Mo Lingyue pushed open the door and saw the scene in front of her clearly.

Inside the door seems to be a hall of a palace, very empty, the decorations everywhere in the hall look very rare and precious, full of exquisiteness everywhere, there are several steps in the hall, and a black box is placed across the steps, the box is not a small box, but It looks a bit like a coffin, with weird patterns carved on it.

Mo Lingyue always felt that the pattern on it looked familiar. He walked slowly into the hall, wanting to get close to the box for a closer look.

After he stepped into the hall, the door behind him slowly closed with a loud noise.

Mo Lingyue was startled by the voice and turned her head. Seeing that the door was closed, she was not too flustered. After all, he has Jiuyou by his side, and anything can be cut off, let alone just a door.

Seeing that it was Mo Lingyue, the man in the black robe behind the pillar had a flash of surprise in his eyes, and walked out from behind the pillar impatiently.

Mo Lingyue's eyes flickered when she saw the man in the black robe, and felt that she seemed lucky enough.

Originally, he still wanted to find a chance to meet this Demon Lord, but he didn't expect the opportunity to come so soon.

The man in the black robe didn't make a move directly, but looked at Mo Lingyue's hand hidden under his sleeve. That hand was Mo Lingyue's hand wearing the artifact ring. He narrowed his eyes slightly, "Nancheng Mohist?"

Although the words of the man in the black robe seemed to be interrogative sentences, he felt affirmative when he said them.

There are quite a few people with the surname Mo in the East Lin Continent, whether it is the world of cultivating immortals or the world of demons, there are many people with the surname Mo, which is considered a common surname.

But there is a city next to Soul Eater Forest, one of the most dangerous places in the mainland, named Nancheng.

In Nancheng, only one family is called the Mohist family.

Hearing this, Mo Lingyue simply removed the disguise of the artifact ring, revealing her original appearance, her voice was cold, "Yes."

If the Mo family in Nancheng was clearly pointed out, then what the other party said about Mo could not be a coincidence, but really knew about his Mo family.

Seeing that his appearance was very similar to the person in his memory, the man in the black robe was even more sure that he was the child. Excitement flashed in his eyes, and he immediately started to fight without saying a word.

Originally, Mo Lingyue wanted to ask some questions first, but it turned out that he was going to fight directly, so he could only fight calmly and calmly.

There is not much difference between calling after asking and asking after asking.

The man in the ink robe held the sword without mercy, and the sword carried a murderous intent, as if he wanted to kill Mo Lingyue.

The black robe man's cultivation base is not low, so it's not easy to fight him with the cultivation base of the Nascent Soul Stage.

Mo Lingyue withdrew the divine soul that suppressed the power, and let that power flow through his body, filling all corners of his body, just like the scene when he killed the monster in the deep forest of Fuyue.

When he lifted the suppression, his body began to involuntarily absorb all the energy around him, whether it was magic energy or spiritual energy.

As a cultivator, even if you stay in a place where the devilish energy is strong, you will feel uncomfortable and depressed. If the devilish energy enters your body, you will not be able to improve your cultivation base. Bewitched.

Moreover, immortal cultivators will not automatically inhale the magic energy. It is extremely rare for Mo Lingyue to inhale the magic energy. Even after he inhales the magic energy, he does not feel any discomfort, because the magic energy will automatically transform into his power after entering his body. Doesn't look like a demon.

Last time in Fuyue Deep Forest, the gathering of spiritual energy was not that big, but this time the magic energy was too strong, and it was entering his body at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The man in the black robe naturally saw it too, a flash of greed flashed in his eyes, and then the magic power was injected into the sword in his hand again, holding the sword to increase the offensive, showing an appearance that he was bound to win.

Mo Lingyue didn't panic at all, and still responded calmly, without losing the wind at all. Even when the man in Mopao couldn't defend in time, his swordsmanship attacked like spring rain.

After beating for a while, the man in the ink robe realized that he was careless.

He originally thought that the other party's cultivation base was only at the Nascent Soul stage, and his cultivation base was more than enough to crush him.

After all, his cultivation base is much higher than the opponent's.

The cultivation level of magic cultivation is different from that in the world of cultivating immortals. The cultivation base of magic cultivation is divided into: loose magic, earth magic, magic magic, real magic, primordial magic, heavenly magic, demon king, demon king, demon god, and destroying demon.

As a person who can grab the position of Demon Lord, his cultivation level cannot be low. His current cultivation base is in the late stage of Demon Lord, which is equivalent to the late stage of Mahayana according to the cultivation base of the world of cultivating immortals.

A mahayana stage wanted to kill a Nascent Soul stage, but he had crossed more than four levels, and he was actually somewhat invincible! ?

But thinking about the thing in his body, it seems normal for him to be invincible.

Otherwise he wouldn't want to get that thing.

If he continued to fight, he might be defeated. The man in the black robe was not an idiot. He took advantage of Mo Lingyue's attack and leaped back quickly, creating a distance, as if he didn't want to fight anymore.

Mo Lingyue didn't take advantage of the victory to pursue her again, and stood in place with her sword in hand.

The man in the ink robe put away his sword, stood behind him with the sword in his hand, looked at Mo Lingyue, and said with certainty, "You have no intention of killing me."

He didn't detect a trace of killing intent in the opponent's swordsmanship, so there was only one possibility left. The opponent was investigating things about the Nancheng Mohist family, and he happened to be talking about the Nancheng Mohism just now.

Mo Lingyue also put away her sword and stood behind her, her voice was somewhat complicated, "I want to know what happened to the Mo family in Nancheng..."

The man in the ink robe looked at him, and asked very straightforwardly, "You want to ask why the Mo family was wiped out?"

Mo Lingyue lowered her eyes slightly, her voice was very soft, "En."

The man in the ink robe didn't circle around, and raised his chin slightly, pointing at Mo Lingyue, "The Mo family was destroyed because of you, of course."

Mo Lingyue looked up at the man in the black robe in a daze and bewilderment, with disbelief in her eyes.

Mo Pao didn't care about his reaction, and continued to say, "You should have noticed something strange about your body, why do you think it is?"

Hearing this, Mo Lingyue bit her lower lip, and her lips were slightly flushed by his biting, "I don't know..."

He knew that there was something wrong with his body, but he couldn't find any information. Even after so many reincarnations, he didn't understand it.

When he came up from the bottom of the cliff, the Demon Lord had already been replaced by Su Wuye.

At that time, Su Wuye was already a little crazy, most of his memories were messed up, and he didn't know anything about the Mo family in Nancheng.

So after so many lives, he only knew that it was a demon cultivator who killed his whole family.

That's it.

The man in the ink robe lifted his chin slightly, "Because you have something in your body that doesn't belong to you, and this thing was snatched by your parents to keep you alive."

Ming protector went to extremes in his practice, and the man in Mopao, as his biological elder brother, naturally practiced the same skills, and naturally went to extremes.

In order to become stronger, he can do anything and everything, so in order to quickly improve his cultivation, he naturally consulted various shortcuts to improve his cultivation.

So he heard a rumor about the Mo family in Nancheng.

In the Mo family of Nancheng, Mrs. Mo was accidentally plotted against in the seventh month of her pregnancy and gave birth to a dying baby boy. If the baby boy was to survive, she would naturally have to resort to extraordinary measures.

So the Mo family couple didn't know where to grab something and put it into their child's body to keep the child alive.

There is a price to be paid for stealing things from others.

Therefore, the Mo family in Nancheng was slaughtered overnight, and only the baby boy was left missing.

It is rumored that the thing integrated into the baby boy's body can instantly improve his cultivation and get everything he wants. It can be said that knowing that he can gain the world.

But this rumor seems to have been deliberately erased, and very few people know that he also heard it from a powerful person in the Demon Realm by accident.

The corner of the man's mouth curled up slightly, showing a malicious smile, and said, "So your Mo family was destroyed because of you."

Mo Lingyue's pupils shrank slightly, her eyes widened, and she stood stiffly in place.

His Mo family was exterminated because of... him?

His parents will die because of him?

Mo Lingyue's mind went blank for a moment, and her eyes were blurred.

……

In front of an elegant and exquisite mansion, a gentle woman bent down and touched the head of a three-year-old boy on the ground, "Daddy and mother are going on a long trip, so Yueyue will be good, right?"

The little boy smiled brightly, and nodded fiercely, "Well, Yueyue will obediently wait for Daddy and Mother to come back!"

The little boy seemed a little embarrassed after he finished speaking, his little face flushed slightly, "Then can you bring candied haws to Yueyue when your parents come back?"

"Hahaha", the two of them were amused by the little boy, and said indulgently, "Okay, okay, come back and bring it to Yueyue!"

The little boy blushed even more when he was startled by the laughter of the two, and lowered his head shyly.

The sun had just risen, and it wasn't too hot, but it made people feel a little warmth. When it shone on the three of them, the shadows stretched a little long, and they looked warm.

When the scene changed, the sun was still the same sun, but the warmth and peace could no longer be seen under the sun.

There were tears in the corners of the gentle woman's eyes, and she tightly covered the little boy's mouth, for fear that he would make a sound, she lowered her voice, "Yueyue, good boy, don't make a sound, you hide here, mother and father... I will pick you up later!" How are you?."

The little boy looked at the flustered woman in puzzlement, but he nodded obediently.

Only then did the woman let go of the little boy's mouth, and rubbed his little head as usual.

After kneading, the woman took out a silver ring, and she put the silver ring on the little boy's little finger, and the ring automatically became smaller and encircled the little boy's little finger.

After the woman let the ring completely cover up the little boy's aura, she took out a dark green jade flute and stuffed it into the little boy's hand.

Looking at his mother's expression, the little boy felt a little unhappy, and he didn't know why he was unhappy. He pursed his lips and lowered his voice like the woman, "When will the mother come to pick up Yueyue?"

The tears in the woman's eyes almost blurred her vision, and her voice was choked up, "Tomorrow, tomorrow, father and mother will come to pick up Yueyue."

The little boy nodded obediently again, "Yueyue will wait for Daddy and Mother obediently."

The woman rubbed the little boy's head again, held back her tears and stepped out of the dry well. She reluctantly looked at the delicate little boy in the dry well who raised his head and looked at her, with well-behaved and wet eyes.

The dry well was not deep and hadn't been used for a long time, so there was no water in it, but it was a little damp. The little boy was dressed in a fine attire, which was incompatible with this messy dry well.

The woman bit her lower lip, finally retracted her gaze, and quickly covered the mouth of the well with dry grass.

The light at the bottom of the well was instantly blocked by the withered grass, and it became a little dim. Only a little light shone through the gaps in the withered grass. The little boy sat on the edge of the dry well against the wall, hugging himself in fear.

The sound outside was very noisy. The little boy heard someone screaming and the sound of swords colliding. It didn't take long for the sound to stop.

The light turned red, red as fire.

Just when the little boy was puzzled, suddenly the withered grass at the mouth of the well was lifted, and a masked demon appeared beside the well.

The demon cultivator stretched out his jade-white hand, and the little boy at the bottom of the well appeared in his hand, and he held the skirt of the little boy's chest.

Only then did the little boy see clearly that it wasn't the light that turned red at all, but his home was set on fire.

He looked at the two familiar figures lying in a pool of blood not far away, opened his mouth, but did not make any sound.

The masked man looked at the little boy, but he didn't kill him, and directly threw him out of the range of the Mo residence to avoid being burned.

……

The man in the ink robe saw Mo Lingyue's eyes were empty, what a chance!

He directly stabbed Mo Lingyue with his sword.

The ink-robed man and his sword were reflected in Mo Lingyue's eyes, but he didn't move away, just stood there in a daze, and even slowly closed his eyes, allowing the sword to pierce his heart.

……

Gu Yefeng became a little numb after encountering countless choices. This place is really a maze.

All the passages look almost exactly the same, and they can't tell the difference with their spiritual sense, and they can't find the direction.

And there seems to be a familiar feeling in this pervasive demonic energy.

The irritable Gu Yefeng who was about to leave suddenly froze, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Something happened to Mo Lingyue.

He gave most of his soul, no matter how he fused with Mo Lingyue's soul, he would have a slight connection with his body, so he could naturally perceive his physical state.

Gu Yefeng looked at the maze where he couldn't find his way, and directly took out the red silk ribbon, which condensed into a sword in his hand.

He circulated and injected magic power, and slammed directly at the wall, which was directly cut into a bottomless hole by his sword, and dozens of walls fell to the ground in an instant, raising a cloud of dust.

Gu Yefeng also quickly passed through the gap in the wall in order to stay. He was too far away from Mo Lingyue to perceive his specific position, so when he encountered a wall, he chopped down the wall, and when he encountered a stone, he chopped down the stone.

Since you can't find a way to get out, create your own way.

This method is indeed much faster. It didn't take long for Gu Yefeng to see the palace-like building. After he sensed that Mo Lingyue was inside, he directly slashed at the gate with his sword.

The door crashed and fell to the ground.

Mo Lingyue was lying in a pool of blood, and the man in the ink robe was squatting beside him and stretching out his hands, not knowing what he was doing.

Gu Yefeng's figure flashed over in an instant, and he raised his sword and aimed at the man in black robe.

The man in the ink robe was startled, and immediately fought with his sword.

However, that sword Gu Yefeng used a lot of power, and the terrifying power contained in it was not something the man in black could resist.

The man in the black robe was kicked out, hit the wall of the palace, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

He was horrified when he saw the blood he spit out, and the next second he fled directly to the back of the palace, running very decisively.

Gu Yefeng didn't chase after him, he slowly approached Mo Lingyue and stood beside him.

The person on the ground looked empty, lying on the ground expressionlessly, the blood on his body almost stained the ground below him red, and even faintly expanded, the blood on his chest was very bright on the pure white robe, like a red The plums bloomed and wet the whole skirt.

Gu Yefeng stood beside Mo Lingyue expressionlessly, without his usual smile, he looked down at the people on the ground, "You want to die."

The tone is very firm.

He had never felt the desire to survive in this man.

From the very beginning, he was at odds with this world, like a bystander, whether he was alive or dead, he seemed to accept it calmly.

It seems that life and death are no different to him.

The Demon Lord's cultivation might not even be able to beat the siege of the group of monsters in Fuyue Deep Forest, so how could he beat Mo Lingyue who killed the group of monsters in seconds.

That's why he dared to let him leave his side.

Because he knew that as long as he didn't want to die, no one could kill him.

The devilish energy in the palace is also very heavy, even heavier than that in the corridor outside. The pressure in the air amidst the devilish energy flutters is somewhat uncertain, and there are gusts of breeze, as if there is real wind blowing into the palace below.

The hem of Gu Yefeng's clothes was slightly blown by the wind, drawing a fairy-like arc in the air, his face was as handsome as a person in a painting, even if his face was expressionless, people couldn't help but look at it, the straight bridge of the nose, the knife-cut The silhouette is sharp, with black hair fluttering in the wind behind him.

This voice seemed to wake up Mo Lingyue on the ground. Mo Lingyue turned her head to look at Gu Yefeng beside her, her eyes gradually became focused. He didn't answer Gu Yefeng's question, but asked softly, the voice was so soft that it drifted away with the wind , as if it was just a self-whisper, "Can I live?"

Gu Yefeng looked at Mo Lingyue expressionlessly, and asked back, "Do you want to live?"

Mo Lingyue turned her head and lowered her eyes, and stopped looking at Gu Yefeng. His voice was still very soft, and no emotion could be heard, "I want to, but I can't live."

How could he not want to live, but he couldn't live.

As long as his cultivation reaches a certain level, he will die.

No matter which life.

Life after life, endless cycle.

And because the soul is stronger in the first life than in the first life, his cultivation has also improved a little faster in the first life.

And he died a little faster.

Originally, he thought that cultivating immortality would be his only hope, but the reality broke his extravagant hope. Even if he cultivated immortality, there was still no change. The inexplicable power still existed in his body, absorbing all the power of everything in this world.

The higher his cultivation base, the faster he sucks.

The faster he sucks, the higher his cultivation base will be.

until his death.

Sure enough, no matter how hard he struggled, this world never gave him a chance to survive.

He couldn't figure out why the world wanted him to be reborn from the bottom of the cliff again and again since the world didn't want him to live.

He wants to live, but he can't live, he wants to die, but he can't die.

He doesn't even understand why he exists, as if all he exists is to experience endless pain.

There was a trace of fragility on Mo Lingyue's face, so frail that one couldn't help but pity her, and the blood on the corner of her mouth made her look a bit gorgeous.

Gu Yefeng stared at him for a few seconds, finally took a deep breath helplessly, knelt down in front of him, stretched out his hand to cover the wound on his chest, stretched out his hand and performed a healing technique, "If you want to live, then live well."

Mo Lingyue looked at him, tilted her head, with a rare look of confusion and fragility on her face, "I can't live unless there is a miracle."

However, there are no miracles in this world, and even if there were, they would not appear on him.

He can only die and be reborn one life after another, rebirth and die again, maybe one day he can be reborn directly and die before he lives for a day.

Maybe at that time, I could really die...

"Miracle?" After Gu Yefeng healed his chest wound, he gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his pure white sleeve, and said lightly, "If you want a miracle, then I will give it to you." You are miraculous."

Although the words were a little casual, but the tone was serious, which was never serious in Gu Yefeng.

This sentence seems to be comforting, but it is more like a promise, which makes people feel inexplicably at ease.

Mo Lingyue just tilted her head like that, looked straight at him, didn't speak any more, and looked a bit obedient.

After Gu Yefeng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, he looked at the blood on his pure white sleeve and shook his sleeve in disgust.

Obviously he wiped it with his sleeve just now, but now he feels disgusted.

After Gu Yefeng finished shaking, he looked at the people on the ground, and his tone returned to his usual appearance, "Junior brother, get up quickly, do you still want me to hug you?"

[The body is covered in blood, it's too dirty, so I don't want to hug her. 】

There was a very obvious hint of disgust in his voice.

Mo Lingyue: "...Oh."