I, Long Jun, am not short!

This is a rare good weather in the late autumn of October, the wind is sunny and the sun is even a bit dazzling.

Mo Xunyu's body was still lying on the ground, his eyes were looking at Mu Yin's direction, the nostalgia and affection in his eyes did not dissipate until his death and soul disappeared, but unfortunately those eyes could no longer light up.

The Mo Yan sword was still stuck in his heart, Mu Yin walked up gently, and pulled out Mo Yan with his trembling hands, letting his green clothes be half stained red by the blood, then he knelt down and took the ink Xun Yu hugged her in her arms.

Mu Yin blinked his eyes at the slightly dazzling sunlight, and it took him a long time to realize that he hadn't seen such a beautiful sun for a long time in the dark world of the underworld all year round, as if the last time he was with Mo Xunyu in the human world when.

He blinked back the wetness and water in his eyes expressionlessly, lowered his head and buried his face in Mo Xunyu's neck. A little dazed.

Mu Yin hugged him and sat on the ground without saying a word from the beginning to the end. After a long time, he gently hugged the lifeless man in his arms, and looked at Xuan Yun and Chu Xian expressionlessly: "My lord, Your Highness Dragon Lord, can you allow me to take the villain back to take care of myself?"

Chu Xian naturally has no objection, anyway, it has already become like this, Mo Xunyu only left a soul, as for the sins in his lifetime, he will be punished one by one in the underworld book, and Mu Yin is not a god who will use power for personal gain, and will not change it without authorization. Underworld Secretary Book, there is nothing to worry about, anyway, Mo Xunyu has to go to the underworld anyway.

So Chu Xian didn't say anything, just walked over and squatted down in front of Mu Yin, then turned his head and extended his hand to Yan Cijing.

Yan Cijing squatted down with him, took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and handed it to Chu Xian. Chu Xian wiped off the blood on Mo Xunyu's face calmly, and then took the handkerchief from his sleeve. He took out a handkerchief and handed it to Mu Yin: "Wipe yourself."

Mu Yin took the handkerchief, didn't wipe his face, he just stood up holding Mo Xunyu: "His Highness Chu Xian is already here, and the position of joining the army should be changed, and there is nothing wrong with the devil world now , I will take my leave first."

He should have left a long time ago, and the underworld is actually inseparable from him. If it wasn't for worrying that Chu Xian's body and Mo Xunyu were there, he should have left the day Chu Xian came back, and now, he would stay. It doesn't make any sense anymore.

Mu Yin swept across the crowd indifferently, and finally stopped only three steps away from him, as if he was staring at someone closely.

No one can see the new soul within twelve hours after its death. If there is no accident, it will directly return to the underworld. If it is deeply obsessed or unwilling to leave, it will stay in the world for a short time. Others may not see him, Underworld Emperor But I can see clearly.

Underworld Emperor Muyin's lips trembled slightly for a moment, and then he announced calmly: "The villain resigned from the tree, killed the innocent, punished the gods and destroyed the world, violated the law of heaven, and committed a heinous crime. Now let his soul return to the River of Forgetfulness, and he will never live again."

The soul that no one could see calmly knelt down in front of Mu Yin, and kowtowed to him with both hands on the ground: "The evil disciple Cishu obeys."

Mu Yin closed his eyes slightly, and when he opened them again, his eyes were terribly calm: "If that's the case, then I won't waste any more time here, and I will take my leave."

Chu Xian couldn't bear it: "Mu Yin, why do you have to do this. It's not necessarily the case in the underworld secretary's book, where Wang Chuan..."

Mu Yin turned to look at him calmly: "Sent to the [-]th level of hell or relegated to the animal realm for life? I can't stand the first one, and the second one is that he has been arrogant and arrogant for so many years. Would he like it?"

Yan Cijing shook his head: "He doesn't want to."

All he wants is to be able to see Mu Yin from time to time. Mo Xunyu is absolutely unwilling to be reincarnated. When he came out, he was afraid that he would fall into reincarnation, so he still couldn't see Mu Yin.

Although Wang Chuan is said to be a great torture to the soul, it is also a passage from the underworld to the outside world. Mu Yin doesn't come out often, but it's not that he doesn't come out. looking forward to.

Mo Xunyu turned his head slightly to look at him, although he knew that Yan Cijing couldn't see him, he still smiled at him: "No one knows me better than Cici."

Yan Cijing seemed to sense something, glanced in a certain direction, and slightly bent his lips: "Thank you, Your Highness, Emperor Underworld."

Thank you His Royal Highness Underworld Emperor for granting his last wish.

Chu Xian rubbed his brows in distress, looked at the large group of demon soldiers who had lost their generals, and looked at Jiu Ling: "What should they do? Don't leave if you get Mu Yin, it's a big problem, what's the point of you leaving so early Use? I still have something to discuss with you."

Mu Yin glanced at him and remembered what he said, his face darkened slightly: "Then I'll wait a few more days."

Even Jiu Ling, who has a keen mind, still has a headache. He shook his head helplessly: "This is not a soldier from the heavens, so how do I know what to do. To be honest, what happened this time is really like a farce."

Xuan Yun sneered: "It was just a farce. From Mo Qinghan to Mo Xunyu, it seemed like a random scene, but they all died in the end. Who is behind all this?"

At the mention of this, Chu Xian's face changed, he and Mu Yin looked at each other, not knowing how to tell Xuan Yun about the speculation just now.

The few people here have things hidden in their hearts and can't say anything, and they don't bother to pay attention to the group of people in the demon world. They hurriedly led them back to their own camp. Jiu Ling was always uneasy, and stopped Chu Xian and Mu Yin halfway , Throwing down the sentence "I will go back to the heaven, I will return from time to time, you come to me at night." and left in a hurry.

Chu Xian and Mu Yin were caught off guard by him, they stayed where they were and thought for a long time but couldn't figure out what Jiu Ling meant. The two of them didn't dare to say anything, considering that Xuan Yun was still around and there were people around them. Full of worries, I went back first.

Besides, Jiuling, he didn't go back to the Qingran Palace where he lived all these years, but went to the Weiling Palace, which he hadn't set foot in for a long time.

Jiuling avoids the other two emperors who are still living in Qingyu Palace, and pushes open the door of Weiling Palace's study room by himself. Everything here remains the same, and he hasn't made any changes to this study room during the thousands of years of his absence. , Jiuling stood at the door for a long time before walking up to sit at the table where he used to sit.

Only sitting here will you find that there is a raised small joint on the wall of the desk, which is the same color as the desk. If you don’t look carefully, you won’t notice it at all. Jiu Ling stared at it for a while, smiled at himself, and whispered I said to myself: "It's useless to look at it again. From the moment I took it off, I was destined to use it one day."

When the small raised joint was pressed down, a small box glowing with white aura floated on the table. Although it looked small, it looked like it contained a lot of things after opening it.

Jiuling took out a piece of letter paper and a smaller silver box from it, and some scattered gadgets, such as small things like jade hairpin hairbands. He looked at them one by one, and many of them were found Pick it up and play with it for a while. If Chu Xian was here, he would probably be able to recognize them. These are the messy things he brought to Jiuling intentionally or unintentionally every time he came back from the world, or he brought them to him every time he made Jiuling angry. An exquisite object of atonement.

Just like Can Yue, Chu Xian gave Jiu Ling casually most of the time, but Jiu Ling kept everything, and only he himself knew the meaning of these things.

Jiu Ling didn't open the letter paper, he sat for a long time, as if he had made up his mind, he slowly folded the white silk and the moon that had never left since the day Chu Xian gave him. Put it in the box, then took out another piece of paper, picked out a Zihao and started to write something.

"I miss leisure:

If possible, I would rather you never see these things and these two letters, but I really can't guarantee that I can always be by your side to protect you.

I had that dream again recently. In the dream, I was so sad that I wished I could go with you. I always felt that it was true, and this time it was coming soon.I can't watch it actually happen, I'm going to be overwhelmed.After all, I am not doing my best, and there are many things that even I can do nothing about, but I am not reconciled.

I'm not reconciled to our end like this, I don't believe I can't go against the sky.Even if the deadline is approaching, I have to die before you.Today, I don't worry much about you, maybe someone can replace me, even so, I have no regrets.

The last letter that should be said basically made it clear that the soul can probably be recovered, I have nothing to worry about, if I am really as expected in the letter,..."

Jiu Ling raised his head to look out of the window, the sun was shining brightly, the wind was beautiful, it was a good weather, and the sun cast scorching shadows on him and in front of the table through the shadows of the trees, Jiu Ling thought, someone should call at this time I was right.

It's a pity that there was no one. Only then did he remember that when he hadn't moved to Qingran Hall, Chu Xia would often come to him in this weather, and she would call him "Jiu Ling" gently and calmly, and bring him pastries. .

But Chu Xia didn't know that he was back, so naturally she wouldn't come, and naturally no one came to call him.

Jiuling also remembered that after he woke up from his dream this morning, he saw Chu Xian's peaceful sleeping face on the grass. He stared at Chu Xian for a long time, and thought, I said to protect him for the rest of his life. Don't break your promise.

After all, he still can't soften for anyone.Jiu Ling considers himself not a gentleman, he doesn't even remember how many people he has deceived with his gentle and elegant face, and how many people he has viciously harmed, but Chu Xian is different.

Jiuling laughed at himself: "What's different, if it's true, I'll break my promise soon."

He took up his pen and continued:

"... Xia'er and Yanzhi are entrusted to you, let me say something for them, I'm sorry. Yan Yan is naughty, I hope you can discipline him more, don't indulge him too much, he should be an upright gentleman, not like I'm the.

I still have……"

I still have too much to say, I can't write a letter, but I have nothing to say, I just hope that I am worrying too much.

The author has something to say: This is really a brotherhood, you believe me, the first letter was written before Jiuling knew Chu Xia, that's why he didn't consider Chu Xia and Yanzhi, but now he I can't go back on my words anymore, that's why I wrote this

Jiu Ling doesn't care much about Chu Xian, he just hopes that Chu Xian will be well, it's really friendship, believe me!

Jiu Ling is not the person behind the scenes, he will not do anything bad to Chu Xian, he just guessed who it is (he guessed it right last time)

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