Heaven and earth float day and night

It was a round of "holidays" in the sky, and Dian Muji was shrouded in a dark gray red sun.

The monster roared in the distance, and the shepherd drove the docile demon rider away, and there was only one horse grazing here.

Ji Yuanchu lay on the horse's back, his whole body was so soft that he didn't even bother to move his fingers, Mo Lin hugged his waist from behind and brought him back into his arms.

Ji Yuanchu's body was covered in filth, the blood of monsters, his own sweat, and some spots that had dried up.

Mo Lin wrapped him tightly with a heavy cloak, and then hugged him tightly from behind, Ji Yuanchu didn't even bother to struggle.

Every time they met, they would be sneering and sarcastic, and only at such times would there be a moment of peace.

"Have you figured it out?" Mo Lin asked.

When Ji Yuanchu heard this sentence, he felt bored, and Mo Lin kept pressing him on the horse's back, asking him to think about it.

He didn't know what to think in that situation, and he was finally wrapped up in the sea of ​​desire in a moment of clarity.

Ji Yuanchu didn't want to answer, but leaned heavily on his shoulder, and Mo Lin didn't ask any more questions.

"Mo Lin." Ji Yuanchu called him.

"Ok?"

"Su Jiugui is really dead?" Ji Yuanchu asked.

He walked out of the abyss of the demon realm, basically unaware of what happened outside.

Ji Yuanchu understood him very well, knowing that Mo Lin would not tell him when he asked him on weekdays, and usually he was in a good mood at this time.

Mo Lin placed his chin on top of his head, "He is dead, and Zhubai is mourning for him."

One year after Su Jiugui died, the vision in the sky dissipated little by little, but it did not completely disappear.

Some people speculate that the vision is a symbol of Su Jiugui. Su Jiugui's evil spirit must be planning a way out, and he will prepare a way out for himself. Even if he doesn't think about others, he should think about it.

But news soon came that Zhubai was attending Su Jiugui's funeral.

The state of a person is hard to deceive. Whether a person is happy or sad can be hidden for a while, but it cannot be hidden for a year.

The Mozu observed Zhubai for a year, and finally confirmed that Su Jiugui was really dead.

That's right, when the last ray of remnant soul dissipates, even a god can hardly survive, let alone Su Jiugui has not yet ascended to become a god.

Ji Yuanchu asked: "Do you believe it?"

Su Jiugui also died once at that time, and Xingchen Pan deduction soon learned that he was not dead.

He didn't hear Mo Lin's answer immediately, but only heard Mo Lin laughing behind his back, because the two were connected, so the smile appeared very low.

Mo Lin said: "The demons regard him as dead."

It doesn't matter whether he is dead or alive, the purpose of killing Su Jiugui is to stop Chu Yuan.

Now that the Heaven-reaching Long Steps were broken and the Devouring Abyss was closed forever, why did they bother to chase and kill Su Jiugui?

Not only the Demon Race thinks so, but the Immortal Dao also thinks so. Su Jiugui's story has ended since he cut off the Heavenly Rank with a single sword, and future generations will not pursue it further.

As for whether he has the supernatural ability to do heavy work, the heavy work is to be a cat or a dog, and it has nothing to do with Mo Lin.

Ji Yuanchu also figured it out, Mo Lin thought that Ji Yuanchu would at least be sad for a while, Su Jiugui is a rare confidant in this world who understands him.

Who knows that Ji Yuanchu thought for a while, and suddenly said: "Then I should thank him."

Mo Lin didn't like to talk about Su Jiugui very much, "Thank you?"

Ji Yuanchu casually said: "Otherwise, how would I make love to you?"

The two of them once went to Yunjian City to kill Su Jiugui, and then went to Demon Realm for him.

The entanglement and love were all because of this immortal.

Ji Yuanchu: "Burn some paper for him in the coming year, I don't know if he can receive it."

It stands to reason that a red envelope should be wrapped, but there is no chance now, so I can only burn some paper money for him in the coming year.

Mo Lin smiled, "Do you think there is an agreement between us?"

When Ji Yuanchu heard this, he turned around and felt that Mo Lin was extremely weird, and asked, "Then do you think I'm cheap?"

Tossing on horseback, Dian Musi is not alone, and having fun in front of everyone, the news will be sent out soon, and everyone in the Demon Race will know about this affair.

Ji Yuanchu likes to be clean and decent in his work, not because he likes to humiliate himself.

"Oh," Mo Lin tightened his arms and repeated, "Make love."

Ji Yuanchu guessed that he should not understand the meaning of these two words.

Ji Yuanchu was silent for a moment, Dian Musi was windy, and the whistling wind kept ringing in his ears.

Ji Yuanchu asked: "Why did you jump down?"

He has been imprisoned and rarely has the opportunity to come out, and he has no chance to discuss this with Mo Lin.

Mo Lin: "I'm afraid you will die."

Mo Lin hugged him tightly, staring at "Holiday" in the distance in a daze, before saying the second half of the sentence: "It's boring when you die."

This world is equally boring no matter if the demon race is in charge or the immortal is in charge, it will be different only when Ji Yuanchu exists.

Ji Yuanchu is a flirtatious person, and there are more than a dozen people who are happy with him. They say some tender words of love after they are done, and they have never heard such words.

Especially Mo Lin who said it.

Ji Yuanchu didn't speak, but just reached out and touched Mo Lin's forearm, as if smoothing the hair of a big dog.

Mo Lin asked: "Have you thought about it? I'll send you a letter."

It's not that Mo Lin really wants to plot against him, Ji Yuanchu is a capable person, and being imprisoned here in Dian Musi is too inferior.

Mo Lin cherishes talent, it's rare to wish him to be free, kindness is only so big, if Ji Yuanchu drags on, he won't be so kind.

Ji Yuanchu put his chin into the cloak and said, "I don't want to leave."

"Don't want to leave?" Mo Lin asked, "Are you addicted?"

Ji Yuanchu snorted, "Shut up, it won't be long for a lifetime."

Mo Lin thought it was a nasty talk at first, but Ji Yuanchu had a sweet mouth, and he didn't know who he was trying to please before, his mouth is not small.

But today he was keenly aware that something was wrong. What is it that is closed for a lifetime?

He broke Ji Yuanchu's chin, making him face himself.

When Ji Yuanchu turned his head, the wind covered his face with hair. Ji Yuanchu seemed to find it very interesting, and kept laughing, "Eat me."

Mo Lin didn't answer his words, and carefully pushed his hair back, revealing a pale face.

She was locked up all the time, her body injuries were not healed, and her chin was so thin that her jaw was pointed.

Mozun's superior ordered him down, Mo Lin couldn't treat him too well, and he couldn't give him medicine, so today is the only chance to see him properly.

Looking at it this way, I feel that Ji Yuanchu's face is very pale, as if he didn't deliberately hold on, and the energy of fighting wits and courage with you suddenly disappeared.

Mo Lin: "What's wrong with you?"

Ji Yuanchu groaned, and rubbed his cheek against Mo Lin's palm, he remembered that he was controlled by pupil technique and closed his sea of ​​consciousness.

During those days, he was a fool beside Mo Lin, and Mo Lin liked to rub his palms by himself.

He will feel very good.

Ji Yuanchu placed his cheek in Mo Lin's hand, and raised his eyes to look at him like a kitten.

There are still purple pupil marks in the pupils of Mingming Jiyuan, but Mo Lin feels that he does not belong to him, he is far away from him.

Ji Yuanchu: "My lifespan is running out."

Mo Lin was silent, and didn't even understand this sentence. Practitioners rarely say that they don't have much lifespan.

There is only one situation, that is, this person has lived for thousands of years, and he already knows that no matter how hard he tries in this life, he will not be able to ascend. At this time, his heart becomes disheartened, the soul lamp goes out, and he will die.

Puyun in Taiqing Mountain is close to this road.

The life span of a cultivator is so long, often counted in thousands of years, Qiu Li in Le'an City can live to be [-] years old.

How old is Ji Yuanchu this year?Mo Lin thought he was only six hundred years old.

For a direct disciple of the Mountain of Immortality, he has not even lived to half of his lifespan.

"Jin Chan." Ji Yuanchu said, "I paid the price of Jin Chan."

Golden Cicada?Mo Lin knew that Ji Yuanchu had a fragment of the golden cicada in his hand, and he used it once in Yunjian City.

But this is not enough to kill a person's lifespan, if Ji Yuanchu is about to die, he has used Jin Chan at least a thousand times.

He was once trapped in the cycle of time, searching for the answer again and again but failed.

He had watched Su Jiu return to die time and time again.

After Ji Yuanchu killed his teacher, he didn't cherish his life. He always felt that practitioners must die, and sooner or later he would go this way.

He had prevented the demon dragon from destroying the world, and he also wanted to prevent Su Jiugui from destroying the world.

Mo Lin couldn't imagine what kind of torture a person had been in the cycle of time for thousands of times but couldn't break free.

Practitioners give everything for this.

"Is it worth it?" Mo Lin asked a very weird question.

The world will remember Su Jiugui, no matter whether he is infamous or praised, he is already brilliant enough as a demon or a saint.

Su Jiugui's name will always be missed by others, but no one remembers the same Ji Yuanchu.

Ji Yuanchu: "What's not worth it?"

Ji Yuanchu rescued Su Jiugui in Yunjian City, and he pointed out a way for Su Jiugui to walk along this road.

Su Jiugui was able to cut off the heavenly ranks. He was a saint, but Ji Yuanchu was not. All he could do was pave the way for saints.

A genius does what a genius does, and a traitor does what a traitor does.

He did enough.

Mo Lin: "When the world mentions you, they will only remember that you killed your teacher and betrayed your family."

It doesn't matter to Ji Yuanchu, he's been scolded for hundreds of years, and it's okay to be scolded for hundreds of years.

"Not only that," Ji Yuanchu said with a smile, "They will still remember that I became your plaything."

It was a joke, Mo Lin couldn't laugh.

"Why do I care about my reputation?" Ji Yuanchu didn't think it was a big deal.

Does Su Jiugui care about fame?Is he willing to be an evil spirit?

In life, the least important thing is fame, and both of them will do anything for their ends.

Su Jiugui and Ji Yuanchu are true bosom friends, but it's a pity that they didn't meet each other before they died.

Mo Lin didn't speak any more.

It was cold outside, and the temperature between the two quickly dissipated.

Suddenly there was a roar in the distance, Ji Yuanchu and Mo Lin turned their heads at the same time.

The earth trembled, and all the "holidays" in the sky trembled.

Ji Yuanchu frowned, and only saw a prison van in the northwest corner with the inscription "Spell" engraved on it. This monster was at least 30 meters long, with flames on its body.

The monster was imprisoned, with anger written all over its face, when it looked up at this moment, its eyeballs the size of a human head glanced in Ji Yuanchu's direction.

This is not a human monster.

The prison cart babbled forward, followed by sixty shepherds, and stopped when passing by.

Mo Lin hugged Ji Yuanchu, Ji Yuanchu's complexion was not very good-looking, his body was covered with scars, it seemed that he had suffered a lot.

He is no stranger to Mo Lin and Ji Yuanchu, Mo Lin always finds an opportunity to drag Ji Yuanchu out to punish him, and the two of them don't shy away from others, Dian Musi's subordinates are used to it.

The subordinate saluted Mo Lin, "Jiancheng."

Mo Lin nodded and said, "I'll go there later."

The shepherd was mighty, not daring to make any mistakes, and it took half an hour to drive the monster away.

After the people left, Ji Yuanchu completely forgot about the warmth just now, and asked, "What is that?"

Ji Yuanchu has been here for a year, and has dealt with all kinds of monsters, big and small. Such fierce monsters are extremely rare.

"The Devouring Abyss opened," Mo Lin said, "The demons captured a few alive, and sent one to me."

The Maw Abyss cracked, countless monsters fled, and the blood of the demon race was thin. Some people thought that the monsters that came out of the Maw Abyss were orthodox.

Mozun sent people to the edge of Taiqing Mountain that day, and he made two plans. If Su Jiugui survived, the Immortal Dao would be defeated, and the Demon Race would give the Immortal Dao the bottom line.

If Su Jiugui dies, the Devouring Abyss will be closed, and the world will be peaceful, and the demons will take the opportunity to hunt demons.

Those who escaped the forbidden line were captured alive by the demons, many of them were captured alive, and only one was sent to Mo Lin.

Ji Yuanchu: "What about the rest?"

"You really don't treat me as an outsider," Mo Lin said, "Send it to the Department of Codex Education."

Department of Ethics and Education, the reproduction of the demon race is difficult, and the organization set up by the demon king himself is dedicated to breeding the demon race, and no one can intervene except the demon master.

This place is mysterious, Mo Lin has never been to it, and has rarely even seen the officials of the Department of Codex Education.

It should be sent to the Department of Codex Education for reproduction, and it is self-evident what to do after reproduction.

The shepherd had already gone away with the monster, it seemed like a trivial matter.

"I regret it." Ji Yuanchu said suddenly.

"Ok?"

The corner of Ji Yuanchu's mouth twitched, as if he had regained the undisciplined spirit of the Bulaoshan traitors in the past, "I'm afraid this demon clan will be lonely without me."

Ji Yuanchu clung to Mo Lin's ear, like ears rubbing against each other.The strong wind blew, and the hair was messy, covering the two of them like a magic fog.

He whispered a name.

Mo Lin smiled, but he hadn't realized that his lifespan was short, this kid was ambitious and started worrying about the secular world again.

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感谢在2022-05-2415:07:51~2022-05-2516:20:07期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: I am hungry and want to eat 4 piece of meat;

Thank you to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 18 bottles of meat when you are hungry;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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