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From the beginning of this trip until now, everyone has one question in their heads——

What exactly are they going to do to help Zong Ning wake up in the future.

They try hard to change the past by relying on speculation, but the established history seems to be a very powerful thing, no matter how hard they try, they still come to this point.

"It would take at least a few decades to collect this level of black energy with ordinary beasts."

"Zong Ning... Zong Ning has changed back into a demon form, and the characters on his body... have disappeared!"

"If you don't purify the black air, this phoenix will never be able to wake up, but if you want to purify, then only punishment spells can be used."

"Master, punishment spells can kill people!"

"It can be slightly modified. I have seen it in the classics. As long as a spell that can finally replace the 'killing' spell is added to the punishment spell, the phoenix can survive. The only difficult thing is that he has to spend For decades, waiting for all the hostility and sins on his body to be purified, of course, his spiritual power will also be weakened, and the revised punishment spell will also erase his memory of tonight until the black energy is completely purified , his spiritual power and the memory of this night will come back."

When everyone arrived downstairs, Su Xuan and the others were all stunned when they finished talking lightly.

Su Xuanchi asked: "...is it that simple?"

...This seems to be much simpler than they expected?

Lian Mo smiled and said: "It's not easy, as I said, it will take at least several decades for the disciplinary spell to purify all the black energy on his body."

Ye Yun said stupidly: "But as long as the punishment mantra purifies all the black air, Zong Ning will be safe, right?"

Lian Mo replied: "Yes."

As long as the black air can be purified, then decades is nothing to a long-lived generation of monsters.

but--

Lu Tao was puzzled and asked: "But the future Zong Ning passed out after the punishment spell came to an end, he didn't become 'all right', and a space-time shuttle spell appeared on his chest——"

Lu Tao suddenly thought of something, his face changed slightly, and he closed his mouth.

Lian Mo chuckled: "I said, I need to add a spell that can replace the 'kill' spell in the punishment spell, this spell cannot be added at will, it must be a spell of the same high level as the 'kill' spell Only writing can do it."

At this moment, Su Xuan and the others finally realized something, their body tensed slightly, and their heart beat faster.

Lian Mo said slowly: "——If you can add the Time Travel Curse into it, that would be perfect."

"Everything is closed."

There was a moment of silence in Chunyue Pavilion, and the sound of a needle falling to the ground could be heard.

The four Night Walkers are the most confused.

They didn't know the identity of Su Xuan and the others at all, and they couldn't understand what they were discussing at this time, such a mess of time travel spells.

They looked at Gu Shuo for help, and Gu Shuo looked at Lianmo.

At this moment, amidst Yan Mo's smile and Yan Ning'an's silence, all the others had vaguely understood.

Gu Shuo slowly asked Lian Mo, "If the black energy on Zong Ning's body can be completely purified only by punishment spells, then what is the last step we need to do to help Zong Ning wake up completely and restore his memory?" ?”

Lianmo smiled and said: "That step, you have probably already completed it."

"——When you decide to go through the time-space tunnel and come to this time-space for Zong Ning."

The roof of Chunyue Pavilion has already been lifted.

Tonight is a moonlit night.

A full moon hangs high in the night sky, casting light on the vast land.

Lian Mo was a little tired, he signaled his apprentice to pull up the chair and come over, and after sitting down, he drank a cup of tea handed over by his apprentice, and said, "You have asked me, what does the caster of the Time Traveling Curse want you to do? Is he hostile towards Zong Ning? Why didn't he give you any hints?"

"Let me explain first," Yan Mo said with a smile, "Of course I don't have any hostility towards Brother Zong Ning."

This sentence is already a direct acknowledgment that he is the caster of the Time Traveling Curse.

No, it should be said - Lianmo himself claimed this identity, he felt that he was the one who cast the spell.

In fact, it’s not just ink, at this time, even Su Xuan and the others have realized——

Zong Ning fell into a coma due to the impact of black energy. He needs to be purified, and only the improved punishment spell can save him.

The solution of adding the space-time shuttle spell to the punishment spell was exactly what Lian Mo had just proposed.

Then it's just a question of who will cast the spell.

Lianmo is a wizard, of course he can choose to be the one who casts the spell.

So the purpose of the spellcaster they were thinking about before might be a meaningless question-the spellcaster had no purpose, he cast a spell on Zong Ning just because Zong Ning needed the spell.

And the fact that Lian Mo cast a spell on Zong Ning might just be because——

Mo Wu smiled to himself, and said: "I don't have any hostility towards Brother Zongning, and I don't want to harm him. I just cast the spell to save him, and I'm willing to help Brother Zongning, probably because... I think you are very happy." Interesting, so I'd like to help him, and I'll help you too."

Su Xuan was dumbfounded. At this moment, there were many clues in his head that needed to be sorted out, and there were still many questions.

He was silent for a few seconds and asked, "We don't need to do anything else. As long as we complete the step of crossing, it will be considered as Zong Ning's last step before waking up?"

Why does Lianmo think this way?

"You can say that, or you don't need to say that," Lianmo really saw through everything. He blew on the tea and said, "You guys have done a lot of things after time travel, right? For example, told him Ran Yi's identity, scolded him After waking him up, he came to this Chunlou to pretend to be a little lady—”

The black line of the disciples holding ink: "Master!"

They were really afraid that this unreliable master would be assassinated by others one day!

Lianmo continued briskly: "In the final analysis, as long as you are willing to take the first step to rescue brother Zongning, then the things you do for him later will naturally happen."

"At this point, the result is also obvious—brother Zong Ning is not dead, he was just attacked by black energy, but there is still a way out."

"Just imagine what would have happened if you hadn't come to this time and space," Lian Mo spread his hands, "Brother Zong Ning has never recognized Ran Yi's true face, and Ran Yi killed more and more people. It will also become more and more crazy, maybe he will start trying to secretly feed black energy to brother Zongning, so that although brother Zongning will not die, he may be infected by the black energy and have countless killings on his hands. "

Su Xuan and the others clenched their fists together.

"Maybe brother Zong Ning will still fall out with Ran Yi, but what would Zong Ning brother have become without the five years of calming down because of you? Falling out with Ran Yi means that he will definitely go on the right path Can he kill Ran Yi so smoothly and escape tonight without you?"

"—You know, this is impossible. At least, if you didn't show up here, then even if I met brother Zongning who was unconscious after being infected by black air, I wouldn't necessarily save him."

"So, it is precisely because of you who appeared at this point in time that brother Zong Ning was able to achieve the result of 'as long as the black energy is purified, you can survive well'."

"Next, as long as the punishment mantra purifies the black energy in Zong Ning's body, brother Zong Ning will be able to live; as long as you are willing to embark on this adventurous journey for him after more than 1000 years, and together push the incident to where we are now One step, and everything forms a 'closed loop' - is that what you use the word for?"

"In this closed loop, Brother Zong Ning has the most definite way to survive. As long as the closed loop is formed, the outcome of Brother Zong Ning's survival will be determined. That's why I said that it is best to add the time-travel curse to the punishment spell. The reason is just right. There are many high-level spells, but the time travel spell is added to form this closed loop."

"Presumably, as long as you go back to the future now, brother Zong Ning will wake up immediately and restore your memory, because as you travel through, the 'closed loop' itself has been completed."

"So, the most fundamental key to unlocking everything is not so deep and unfathomable, it's just 'you'." His eyes swept over Su Xuan, Gu Shuo, Ye Yun, Gu Shuo, and Yan Ning'an. Brother Ning and you who came here."

After finishing speaking, Lianmo ignored the people who were in shock and thinking, looked at Yan Ning'an, and said with a smile: "And why did I tell you just now that this whole arrangement is very similar to my style? Because the caster didn't use the spell to Let Wen give you any hints in the future. The reason why he didn’t give you any hints is to prevent you from going the wrong way because of wild thoughts. Only by letting nature take its course can we achieve the desired ending. This is my style.”

Yan Ning'an pursed her lips and had nothing to say.

The apprentice holding the ink was puzzled and said, "But Master, it's okay if you don't cast the spell, right?"

Yan Ning'an was taken aback.

That's right, although they now speculate that the "curse caster" who "manipulates" everything behind the scenes is likely to be Lianmo, but after all, why did Lianmo cast this curse?

At that time, the Space Shuttle Curse was even taught to him by Yan Ning'an!

Theoretically speaking, it is entirely possible for Yan Ning'an to draw the punishment spell and the space-time travel spell for Zong Ning!

Why did Lianmo conclude that the person who cast the spell must be him?

And at this moment, the silver-haired man drank tea and said with a smile to Yan Ning'an, "You can try to draw a space-time travel spell here right now to see if the spell works."

All eyes focused on Yan Ning'an.

Yan Ning'an didn't know what it meant to hold ink, at this moment, his heart was beating wildly instinctively.

The Adam's apple rolled, and he took out a pencil from his invisible bag, squatted down on the spot, and began to draw the time travel spell.

"Wait, wait, won't we be sucked into the space-time tunnel after this spell is drawn?" Lu Tao stopped, "We haven't finished our work here, if we are sucked in now, won't we be sucked in directly?" Was it sent back to modern times?"

However, Yan Ning'an finished drawing the time travel spell in twos and twos, and the spell lay on the ground for a long time, but there was no movement.

Generally speaking, the spells painted on the human body need to be activated by infusion of spiritual power, but the spells drawn on other places only need to be placed for 1 minute, and the spiritual power absorbed by them can be activated.

But now, the space-time tunnel has not been opened, and they have not been involved, nothing happened at all!

Lu Tao, Su Xuan and the others showed puzzled expressions on their faces.

Yan Ning'an raised his head and said in shock, "Why did this spell fail?!"

"It's not invalid, Ning'an. As I said, spiritual power, witchcraft, and time travel are all very mysterious things." Lianmo put down his teacup and said softly, "Now is the starting point of this entire closed loop. Although Five years ago, you used the space-time travel spell to help your group jump here, but in fact, at this moment, the time-space travel spell really appeared in this world for the first time. The first time this high-level spell To activate, it has never been possible to rely on the spiritual power of nature, but to instill spiritual power artificially."

"And for such a high-level spell, the spiritual power that needs to be instilled for the first time is very, very powerful," Yan Mo stood up, "the same is true for the revised punishment spell, and every modified punishment spell Wen, are equivalent to the first-time activation of advanced spells, which require a lot of spiritual power. After you come to this time and space, your spiritual power will be halved, right? Then the only wizard present who can activate double spells—— just me."

The disciples holding ink finally came to their senses at this moment, and their faces turned pale: "But, Master, your body—"

Lian Mo stretched his waist and said: "Well, so this will empty me out, at least I will have to lie on the bed for ten days and a half months, but since it is predestined and it is such an interesting thing, then It's worth the sacrifice—"

Su Xuan and the others showed astonishment.

Yan Ning'an suddenly said loudly: "No...you will die!"

Everyone is quiet.

Yan Ning'an clenched his fists and said, "...Zong Ning said that the person who cast the curse on him died soon afterwards."

It was only at this moment that Yan Ning'an didn't think of it.

Su Xuan and the others also changed their expressions.

That's right, Zong Ning said this before he fell into a coma. If the person who cast the spell on him was really Lianmo, wouldn't it be——

They had completely forgotten about it before!

But regarding Yan Ning'an's words, Lian Mo thought about it in a daze, and said, "Is that so..."

He said with a smile: "But venting spiritual power will not cause death. My time is numbered. Death is the end that everyone will have. It probably has nothing to do with Brother Zongning."

Su Xuan and the others were stunned, and so was Yan Ning'an.

At this moment, it was as if he was meeting this person for the first time, his fingertips trembled slightly, and his mind shook.

It seemed that he wanted to say a lot, but he didn't know what to say. He couldn't see through this man at all, and he didn't know what the other party was thinking.

When Lian Mo said this, his disciples also lowered their heads, bit their lips tightly, and fell into silence.

Lianmo seemed to be talking about something ordinary, and said with a smile: "Okay, if you don't act, it will be too late. Now is the end of all this and the beginning of everything. Let's draw this circle together to complete it. "

In his sleep, Zong Ning returned to that early morning five years ago.

Ran Yi fled, but he couldn't catch up, and he returned to the ruined temple with indescribable irritability and gloom all over his body.

At that time, it began to rain again, pattering.

There was a bird singing in the temple, and he saw a young monk appearing in the courtyard of the ruined temple at some point, carefully holding a small bird that could not take off after falling on the ground to the eaves.

The birds chirped, while the little monk folded his hands together, with a compassionate and peaceful face.

Zong Ning didn't know that there were still monks living in this temple. This scene also made him churn with inexplicable emotions and couldn't move for a long time.

What does this world look like?

He once thought that he could see through mortals and the whole world, but in the end, he realized that he seemed to be living in a narrow well constructed by himself and Ran Yi, and had never really seen the whole world clearly. .

With all kinds of doubts, Zong Ning left the ruined temple and embarked on a journey alone.

He followed the way he came, and turned back again.

For five full years after that, his heart never calmed down.

It was as if the world had been covered by dark clouds for many years, and suddenly the rain stopped and the clouds dispersed, and all the things covered in front of his eyes disappeared, and what Zong Ning saw became more and clearer.

He met all kinds of people and encountered all kinds of things.

There are both good and bad things. Although it is not satisfactory, this is probably the true appearance of this world. Such a world with both good and bad things does not seem so unbearable.

Or is it fun to be alive because all sorts of things are going to happen?

——That's right, Zong Ning was ridiculously aware of this until then.

He wondered how his past self could be so narrow-minded, Ran Yi's deception was one of the reasons, but before meeting Ran Yi, he had never opened his eyes to see the world.

So stupid and so arrogant.

——However, a sudden awakening can't make up for anything.

In the past five years, while Zong Ning was changing himself, he also passed through many villages where he and Ran Yi had stayed.

Those villages, without exception, did not escape the ravages of the plague.

The small villages are dead, and the big ones are dead. Zong Ning has tried his best, but he still can't restore those villages to their former appearance.

And all of this really has nothing to do with him?

——When Zong Ning stood among those villages, he raised his eyes and looked at everything, asking himself this question.

He hates Ran Yi's self-talk, and he doesn't want to fall into Ran Yi's thinking trap, but there is one thing that Ran Yi may have really hit.

Back then, if he could wake up a bit, he would have discovered the clues earlier.

If he could look back once, he could see those who were struggling in pain.

But he didn't.

Back then, he was indifferent, gloomy, arrogant, and arrogant. He didn't bother to pay attention to ordinary people, let alone their life and death.

All of these, even if Ran Yi didn't exist, would probably eventually turn into his sins.

When attacked by the black energy released by Ran Yi, Zong Ning's ears, or rather his soul, were filled with screams and groans.

"It hurts! My stomach hurts! My head hurts too!"

"Cough, cough, cough!"

"I don't want to die... Mom, I don't want to die..."

"I can't breathe, help..."

Amidst the bursts of wailing, Zong Ning's figure froze.

Ran Yi caught his moment of stiffness, whispering in his ear:

"Zong Ning, do you think you can escape?"

"These are my sins, and they are also yours. You will never pay back these people's lives!"

"You are a lonely phoenix, who else would be willing to approach you besides me? Even if you want to start from scratch, so what, you still have to stay with me for the rest of your life!"

"If I die, then you can live alone until the day you can't bear it anymore, you will come down to accompany me by yourself, hahahahaha!"

At that moment, Zong Ning was almost forced by the voice that filled his whole brain so that he couldn't bear the mania in his heart, and started to attack the phantom in front of him. However, at the moment when the spiritual power was about to be released, he heard several The voices that overlap together:

"—Zong Ning!"

Those few voices made Zong Ning stop.

It was also these voices that made Zong Ning slightly stiff, and his brain suddenly calmed down.

It's strange, his vision was obviously covered by the black storm, but at that time, he actually saw clearly the little beggar who was holding down his arms regardless of the danger, and the little beggar was calling him not far behind, trying to search for him with his eyes. The guy in the red suit.

And that Night Walker Guard, the Taotie on the second floor, the wizard...

Speaking of which, why did these people suddenly appear five years ago, and then reappear here after five years of disappearance?

He looked at the worried expressions on those people's faces in a trance, and his mind gradually became clear.

Then he suddenly smiled and thought——

These people probably came from the future, right?

To be so heartbroken at him who was obsessed with obsession at the beginning, to call him by his name so intimately, and to cooperate so well with him—this kind of tacit understanding, this kind of care like an old lady, is not even something ordinary friends can do.

Gee.

——So, Ran Yi, it probably won't be as you wished.

This group of people acted so boldly and out of the way, probably not the type who would be afraid of him and unwilling to get close to him. It was really difficult for him to live alone.

As for all the sins—

Whether those sins were related to him, Zong Ning couldn't figure it out, and he didn't bother to think about it. He only knew that there were countless innocent souls mixed with the black energy transferred to him now, and no matter how much time he spent, he would put them all together. Purify and send into reincarnation.

Then, he will say goodbye to his past self completely.

He will never allow himself to fall into darkness again—

The two of them will never meet again one day.

The withdrawn Phoenix just looks withdrawn, but in his heart he really wants to live a lively life.

……

The punishment spell is activated.

Consciousness finally surfaced.

Zong Ning opened his eyes.

All are by his side.

Pointing to his chest with an ink-holding finger, he said with a slight smile, "Okay, the next step is the Time Traveling Curse. After this spell is drawn, the disciplinary spell will officially start rolling. You will be unconscious for a few more days, When you wake up, you will lose the memory of tonight. After that, the chastisement spell will go on for decades before it will come to an end—"

"Of course, after you wake up again, in order not to affect the development of the 'established future', I can't tell you everything that happened tonight. It turns out that you are really ignorant of this whole closed loop Under such circumstances, meeting the future Mr. Su and the others is the most natural and correct development. In addition, due to the influence of the space-time travel spell, the memories of your intersection with them five years ago may also become blurred. "

"But I will remember to remind you that it doesn't matter if you take a break for a few hundred years, because the world in the future will be more interesting, and there will be more interesting people waiting for you in the future, brother Zongning——"

"Zong Ning—" Su Xuan, Lu Tao, and Ye Yun called out in unison.

Gu Shuo and Yan Ning'an also stood beside Zong Ning.

"Phoenix, you want to be reborn from Nirvana." Yan Mo said with a smile.

Zong Ning twitched the corners of his lips and closed his eyes.

"—Let's see each other in the future."

Because Lianmo had set up the barrier in time, what happened in the Chunyue Pavilion did not attract the attention of the outside world. In the eyes of outsiders, the entire Chunyue Pavilion was even brightly lit with candles, singing and dancing.

After the Ye Xingwei army arrived, they couldn't help being stunned when they saw the dilapidated appearance inside the Chunyue Pavilion, and the whole group fell into a daze.

They found the oiran who had been hiding in the corner from the second floor, and she didn't know that Ran Yi was dead until she was found out——

The oiran was stunned, and broke down and shouted hysterically.

It turned out that this oiran had admired Ran Yi for a long time, and originally wanted to wait for Ran Yi to succeed in this matter and go away with him.

But not only did Ran Yi die, but according to what Su Xuan and the others knew, Ran Yi should have had a child in the past five years—anyway, the big family continued until more than 1000 years later.

When the oiran was taken away, he saw Zong Ning lying on the ground, and cried bitterly, "He's dead too, he's dead too, right?!"

No one paid any attention to her, coughed twice with ink in his mouth, and asked his disciples to carry Zong Ning away—after that, Su Xuan and the others must go back to the future, and Zong Ning could only be handed over to them temporarily.

Seeing this move, the oiran's expression changed again, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Su Xuan suddenly thought of the story that would be handed down from a large family in the future... Now that I think about it, that story may have been passed down by the oiran later, but many twisted parts of the story probably originated from... the oiran There is no small misunderstanding at this moment.

While Ye Xingwei was helping with the aftermath, Comrade Ah Qi also cautiously asked Gu Shuo what was going on, Wei Tong, did you figure it out?We don't seem to understand anything, what is the future, and what is time travel?

Su Xuan didn't know what Gu Shuo had communicated with his subordinates. Anyway, he knew that the skills of Lao Gong's flickering must be full, and seeing those night guards who were ignorant, as if they didn't understand anything but were shocked, Su Xuan believed that he didn't need to worry about it here.

When the sky was slightly bright, the finishing work came to the end.

Su Xuan glanced at Yan Ning'an.

Just now when he found the opportunity, he had already had some conversations with Lianmo.

And Yan Ning'an should have a lot to say to Yan Mo.

Yan Ning'an came to the back of Chunyue Pavilion.

A man with silver hair was sitting on a stone slab, looking up at the slightly blue sky in a daze.

Yan Ning'an was silent for a moment, and asked: "...you haven't answered me yet, what's wrong with your body, or is it inconvenient to answer this question?"

Lian Mo lazily said: "There are too many things to worry about, and there are too many places to consume spiritual power, and it becomes like this."

"...Is your entire sect the police of this era?" Yan Ning'an asked, and felt that something was wrong. The police are not civil organizations, and what they are like can only be called the Folk Witchcraft Aid Association?

But whether it's for making money or for being a hero, is it really worth it to consume yourself to such an extent?

As if he could hear Yan Ning'an's inner voice, he chuckled lightly and said, "That Xiao Su said that there are many monsters who know that they can't act recklessly just because they have a little spiritual power, that's why the world can maintain such a delicate balance now. , is it? But there is actually one thing I think he said is not accurate enough."

"In this world where spiritual power is getting thinner, monsters and humans are required to maintain the delicate balance." Mian Mo turned his head and said with a smile, "I'm just a mortal body, doing a little bit of effort." .”

Yan Ning'an trembled.

"Impressed by me?" Lian Mo immediately squinted his eyes and smiled, "Did little brother Ning An admire me a lot and fell in love with me? Do you want to consider staying——"

Yan Ning'an pursed her lips, walked over, and sat down beside Xianmo.

The voice of Lian Mo suddenly paused.

Yan Ning'an said sullenly, "Why didn't you say anything?"

After a while, the voice of holding ink sounded softly beside him: "It's not interesting to really stay, Ning An."

Hearing this, Yan Ning'an broke out.

"Why do you call me so affectionately after you have known me for a short time? Why is a master so old and unscrupulous that he even flirts with men? Why are you always smiling and fooling around? I don't know when you Are you joking, when are you talking seriously," Yan Ning'an said in a low voice, "I don't like people like you, so I won't stay."

He chuckled lightly.

However, after a while, Yan Ning'an clenched his hands again and asked, "...does it really have nothing to do with today's spell?"

This man with silver hair and a pale face when we first met him seemed relaxed at the moment, but Yan Ning'an knew that this guy should not be able to move a single step now, and he might have to be helped away by his apprentices later .

Yan Ning'an didn't know what was wrong with him, he seemed to have complicated feelings towards this man, and while waiting for the other's answer at this moment, his heart seemed to be beating up and down, but he still couldn't reach the bottom.

Lian Mo was silent for a moment, then smiled and said, "Ning An, have you ever imagined when you will die?"

"...No, I'm still young, why do I want to do this?"

"Hahahaha, that's true, but I thought about it when I was very young-I want to die in a meaningful way, not to say that the death should shock the world, but must die in an interesting experience."

"I also said just now that venting spiritual power will not lead to death. My current body is not caused by one or two things. Early death is expected. It just happened to happen after today's incident. I also I am not afraid of death, I am afraid that death will be boring and unclear," Yan Mo rubbed Yan Ning'an's head, "and what happened today is definitely the most interesting experience I can have in my life."

The morning light passed through the thin clouds, and fell down one by one.

In the golden light, Yan Ning'an's eyes became sore.

"I don't like that answer."

"Is that so, hey, it seems that little brother Ning An and I have nothing to do with each other."

"Sorry, I doubted you several times today."

"Probably because I feel too suspicious? Haha."

"I gave your disciples the rest of pickled peppers and chicken feet, as well as instant noodles. I taught them how to make noodles. It's very simple."

"Okay, I did get a little hungry while talking."

"Mr. Su brought a self-heating hot pot, and I didn't have time to eat a box. I asked him, and he was willing to leave it for you to try. The operation method is more complicated, but I told you the same way, it shouldn't be a big problem. .”

"it is good."

"Mr. Lu still has some snacks, Xiaoye has bread and KFC, KFC has to be eaten today, otherwise it will be broken, you don't have a refrigerator here, all the puffed food from Boss Gu can be taken apart and eaten directly ..." Yan Ning'an stopped suddenly while talking.

He was sullen, but Lianmo looked at him and said with a smile: "I'm going back, why do you still have this expression?"

Yan Ning'an was silent.

Silently and silently, the smile with the ink in his mouth slowly suppressed.

I don't know how long it was quiet, until in the Chunyue Pavilion behind them, the disciple holding ink called "Where is Master?" Yan Ning'an felt the man beside him stretch out his hand, and gently rubbed his cheek with his fingers.

Yan Ning'an trembled.

"If my health is good, if you are not from the future, I should really fight for it, marry you and go home, after all, it is rare—" Lianmo said softly, "It is rare to meet a young man I like .”

"...Is it a bit too much to tease me even though I'm about to leave?" Yan Ning'an said sullenly.

Lianmo smiled lightly: "Because there is no need to be so heavy now, maybe there will be a chance to meet in the future—you and me who have a healthier body?"

Yan Ning'an was taken aback.

He turned his head abruptly, looking at Lian Mo.

The man smiled and said, "Ning An, this is the fourth time I've said this. Spiritual power and witchcraft are very mysterious things, right?"

Yan Ning'an opened his eyes wide.

"If we really meet each other successfully in the future," Yan Mo pinched his cheek with a smile, "I will teach you a good lesson."