Heaven and earth float day and night

There are cultivators in the Demon Race who are officials, and Ji Yuanchu is not the only traitor in the Four Great Immortal Mountains. After overthrowing the Human Race, the Demon Lord has absorbed many of the Emperor's subordinates regardless of previous suspicions.

The prime minister is a practitioner.

Practitioners work for the demons, and are regarded as traitors by monks, shameless for the sake of glory and wealth.

They are the loneliest group of people in the world. The demons are in charge of the world, and they can't change it. They can only take a detour.

If there were no monks in the court, the human race in the world would have been reduced to pigs and dogs long ago.

There is a clear distinction between the practitioners in the court and the demons, and neither of the two factions pays attention to the other.

Sure enough, Ji Yuanchu was looking for a practitioner. Mo Lin helped Ji Yuanchu deliver a letter to a Master Tian. He was not a high-ranking official, but just a ninth-rank official.

When Mo Lin went to find Mr. Tian, ​​the other party was surprised for a long time, and later told him that he knew.

It took only half an hour for Mo Lin to deliver the letter, and he didn't ask much about Ji Yuanchu, and always felt that Master Tian was unreliable.

Later he thought, he was more impatient than Ji Yuanchu, and actually wanted this prisoner to go out earlier.

There was no news after delivering the letter, Ji Yuanchu was not in a hurry, neither was Mo Lin.

After another half a year, Ji Yuanchu was still imprisoned in the Dianmu Division.

But the news has already spread that the 4000-year birthday of the Mozun is coming soon, when the Mozun will amnesty the world, including Ji Yuanchu.

Ji Yuanchu was demoted three ranks in a row, and after returning to the court, he joined Master Ding of the Household Department.

There was still half a year before the amnesty, Ji Yuanchu was not very happy when he heard the news, but his subordinates treated him more respectfully.

After Ji Yuanchu returned to the court, those who stepped on him today were afraid that they would be retaliated against in the future.

Ji Yuanchu didn't have the time to take revenge on others, in fact he didn't have much energy.

He leans against the cage every day and loses his mind, and only when he sees Mo Lin will he get a little bright, and he will argue and fight with him.

Every three to five days, Mo Lin would let him out for a "walk" when he was in the mood, and the two of them galloped on horseback, riding the royal horse around the entire grassland of Dian Musi.

Dian Musi's grassland is blood red, the grass is half as high as a person, and Mo Lin will ride a horse and take him to an inaccessible place.

Overwhelming a piece of grass, the cloak was spread on the ground, and the two were lying lazily.

They will stare at that round of "holiday" for a long time when they are tired. They are no different from monsters and horses, and they are shrouded in the same "holiday" as living beings.

They are illuminated by a false sun, as if drawing inspiration from the "holiday".

But they enjoyed it so much that they really lived their lives here.

It makes people have a short illusion that the troubles in this world have nothing to do with them, and how the world has been forgotten.

When they go to expel this place, they can only do some primitive things.

They embraced and chatted, and occasionally they talked about the court, but Ji Yuanchu didn't have a few good words in his mouth.

He sometimes tells embarrassing things about some grown-up.

"You don't know, Mr. Xu was once drunk and fell into a ditch and couldn't get out. He was carried out the next day."

Sometimes he would talk about the Mountain of Brutality, and he would also talk about his master.

Mo Lin has never been to Bulao Mountain, probably because Ji Yuanchu is not serious, he always thinks Bold Mountain is not a serious place.

When Ji Yuanchu was young, it was difficult to use the word "naughty" to sum it up. He was quick-witted and difficult to control, and often made his master shake his beard with anger.

When he talked about Ji An, he seemed to be talking about his father, who taught him by precept and example.

"My master saw that I had a headache before."

"But I'm smart, well-learned, and highly savvy. He can't just change his apprentice to teach him, and he has to pass it on to me."

Not only was it passed on to him, but the last knife was also handed to him.

He doesn't often think of his biological parents, because the fate is too shallow, he was once the son of a concubine from a wealthy family.

They were sent to Xianshan because of the needs of the family. They needed a Ji family member to work in Xianshan in order to hope that the entire Ji family would prosper.

He was not willing to send his son-in-law up the mountain to practice, so he sent his younger son up.

But Ji Yuanchu always thinks this is stupid, he can live for thousands of years, and ordinary people only have a hundred years, so he can't protect him.

Ji's family did not prosper, and became poor after three generations, and his grandchildren lost all their property.

"I don't think my father understands the way of heaven."

The law of heaven is conserved, and it is impossible for a family to prosper forever.

As long as Ji Yuanchu breaks through a level of cultivation, he only has everyone in his heart, not a small family.

Ji's family is his small family, and later Ji's family came to seek asylum, but Ji Yuanchu was indifferent, not because he was ruthless, but because he "can't see".

I have seen the suffering of the common people, how can I still see the small things in a house?

Usually when Ji Yuanchu spoke, Mo Lin never spoke, he was very silent.

He doesn't talk much, he just listens but doesn't speak, just hugs him tightly from the back, and sometimes rests his chin on his shoulder.

This was all Mo Lin's reaction.

Mo Lin hugged him, tightened his arms, and suddenly asked: "How long do you have?"

"Huh?" Ji Yuanchu was thinking about something, but was taken aback by the question, and Mo Lin was asking how much life he had left.

He thought Mo Lin didn't care about it.

Mo Lin remained indifferent, as if Ji Yuanchu could die tomorrow, why did he suddenly ask him this today.

Ji Yuanchu doesn't like to talk about his longevity, it's hypocritical.He was quite afraid that the listener would cry, and he had to coax the listener when he cried.

But Mo Lin has a heart of stone and will definitely not cry, Ji Yuanchu said: "Ten years."

Mo Lin was silent.

Ji Yuanchu couldn't see the reaction behind him, stared at the swaying straw in front of him, and said to himself: "Isn't it interesting, I'm torturing myself like this, I don't have much life, and I still have ten years to live."

"But mortals are gone, mortals don't have much lifespan, and they have to walk across the Naihe Bridge in a year or two."

"Sometimes I feel that practitioners don't need to shy away from talking about life and death. Living for hundreds of years should be enough."

Ji Yuanchu didn't say the whole sentence. For practitioners, death is slow and life is long, which is more like a punishment.

It takes ten years to die.

"You still have the golden cicada fragment?" Mo Lin asked.

Ji Yuanchu hummed, "It's no longer needed."

With his current lifespan, he would die if he used the golden cicada again. He thought about trapping himself in a certain time, and let it go.

But after thinking about it for a long time, he found that there was no time for pure happiness in his life.

It's not interesting to go back to the past, it's better to toss here with Mo Lin.

To die under Mr. Mo's body can be regarded as a lifetime of flair.

Mo Lin put his arms around his waist and asked, "Can you give it to me?"

Ji Yuanchu's body froze, as if he had heard some nonsense, he turned his head.

Mo Lin didn't wear a blindfold on his face, and getting along with Ji Yuanchu was relaxed and comfortable, he didn't have to deliberately cover himself.

Ji Yuanchu is not afraid of his eyes.

Ji Yuanchu stared at his purple pupils, there was a purple spot in his eyes, when he looked at Mo Lin, it was like looking at his master.

The purple pupils are very bright, and they are as beautiful as a jewel in this gray Dian Musi.

Ji Yuanchu was watching, Mo Lin just let him watch, open and frank, he didn't care about anyone peeping.

Ji Yuanchu couldn't understand him, what did he want Jin Chan for?

He half-jokingly said: "What's the matter? Are you planning to miss me after I die?"

The function of the golden cicada is to go back in time. Before getting the golden cicada, he knew how the predecessors used it.

A practitioner died of his Taoist companion, and it was difficult for him to get out of the death of his Taoist companion, so he found Jin Chan and went back in time again and again.

He re-walked the road that Taoist couple walked, and met her again, knew each other and fell in love with her.

He tried to change the ending of death, but the ending was hard to shake. He inevitably sent his Taoist companion to die, and repeated this thousands of times.

Until he exhausted his life essence.

Infatuation story Infatuation is a stupid thing in the eyes of those who plan big things.

Mo Lin didn't seem like someone who could do such a stupid thing.

Mo Lin didn't know if he was teasing him, so he smiled, and his pupils narrowed when he laughed.

"Yes." Mo Lin said, "Leave me a thought."

A gust of wind came.

The half-person-high grass waves danced against the wind, making the blood-red grass rustle.

Ji Yuanchu propped up half of his body, his whole body froze, and he looked at Mo Lin with a puzzled expression.

His heart is beating.

If this is a lie, he wants to admit it.

He said that after he died, he would remember himself with a golden cicada.

Ji Yuanchu will die, but he can live in Mo Lin's thoughts forever.

Mo Lin said that no one in this world would remember him, and people would only think of Su Jiugui when they mentioned the Chaos of the Devouring Yuan.

When people mentioned Ji Yuanchu, they probably gave an ooh, and then sighed: "That traitor from the Mountain of Eternity, it's boring."

But Mo Lin will remember.

Time is a river that rushes forward forever, and Ji Yuanchu is at this point at this time.

His future is death, ten years later, it will be the end.

But Mo Lin will go upstream, he will find the past Ji Yuanchu.

The mortal Ji Yuanchu, the Ji Yuanchu who had just arrived at the Blessed Mountain, and the Ji Yuanchu who was always angry with his master when he was practicing in the Bold Mountain.

Ji Yuanchu who killed his teacher, Ji Yuanchu who was expelled down the mountain.

Ji Yuanchu who joined the Demon Race, and Ji Yuanchu who was on duty in the Demon Race.

The Ji Yuanchu who met Mo Lin was the one who always tripped him up.

The self before death, whichever Mo Lin likes, he will go back to see him.

Practitioners who get the golden cicada to miss their Taoist companions are not stupid, and this is not a stupid thing either.

This is the ultimate romance.

The wind stopped, but Ji Yuanchu's heartbeat didn't stop.

Mo Lin looked at him seriously, "No way?"

Ji Yuanchu felt like waking up from a dream, as if he had just had a dream, and after the softness passed, he became extremely depressed.

He has used Jin Chan before, he knows how torturing people, and he doesn't want to torment Mo Lin.

Why bother?

People are going to die, but always look forward.

Mo Lin asked: "Do you want me to use force?"

Ji Yuanchu has pupil marks on his body, and if Mo Lin wants anything on him, he can use the pupil technique to force it.

Ji Yuanchu: "Can you accept a hooligan?"

Mo Lin saw what Ji Yuanchu was thinking, and said, "Don't worry, I'm not that stupid to die."

Ji Yuanchu didn't know whether he was telling the truth or lying, the most impulsive thing Mo Lin did in his life was to follow him into the abyss of the demon realm.

He has lived an extremely self-disciplined life. Since Yu Niang's death, he understands how the rules of the world work.

He is a good dog raised by the demons, and he has always had this self-knowledge.

Mo Lin said, "Let me try."

Let him try, and he'll find a way out.

He said it sincerely enough, between the two old enemies, they have always been relentless if they can kill them.

Mo Lin wanted to try to see if he could change his little liar's life.

Ji Yuanchu laughed, Mo Lin is not a fool, he loves Ji Yuanchu, but not that much.

It's like Ji Yuanchu loves Mo Lin, but not that much.

Ji Yuanchu was overthinking, to be precise, he was being self-indulgent.

Mo Lin is not that infatuated kind, he will not exhaust his lifespan in the long river of time, he tries to find a way out.

If you can't find it, you may just let it go and treat Jin Chan as a gadget that can pass the time. When life is too boring, he will go over to see him.

He is such a calm and shrewd person, once he starts devouring his life, he will stop, Ji Yuanchu doesn't have to worry.

"That's fine," Ji Yuanchu said, "I don't have anything valuable on me."

There are countless people in the world who want to snatch the golden cicada, Ji Yuanchu can't use it in his hands, and if he dies, he has to worry about whether he will fall into the enemy's hands.

That being the case, it is better to give it directly to the enemy.

Putting it on Mo Lin's body is better than letting Mozun know.

Ji Yuanchu smiled frivolously, he suddenly turned over and sat up, straddling Mo Lin.

Mo Lin is used to him being so impermanent, Ji Yuanchu looked like a flirtatious swinger, and teasingly raised Mo Lin's chin, "A gift for you."

"It will hurt a little the first time." Ji Yuanchu looked down at him from top to bottom, covering the holiday in the sky, making Mo Lin only see himself, "Maybe you will be very messy."

Mo Lin was amused by Ji Yuanchu, this person is not idle and wants to please him at any time.

But his smile soon stopped.

Ji Yuanchu lowered his head, his forehead was printed on Mo Lin's forehead.

Time stopped in an instant, the waves of grass swaying in the wind stopped, and the sound of wind whistling in the distance disappeared.

The heavenly holiday was motionless.

There was a faint golden light on Ji Yuanchu's forehead, which flowed into Mo Lin's eyebrows.

Only a moment passed.

After the golden light on his forehead dissipated, Ji Yuanchu felt that there was a void in his body, and he could no longer manipulate time from then on.

He will be no different from countless mortals. His lifespan has been fixed, and he only needs to walk quietly for the remaining ten years.

Mo Lin's eyes became loose, as a pupil artist, he rarely lost his eyes.

His sea of ​​consciousness kept vibrating, as if a sharp sword had pierced through the center of his eyebrows.

Jin Chan seeped into his sea of ​​consciousness.

At that moment, he saw a golden light, and after the golden light passed, he saw countless fragments of time.

Mountains and rivers rise from the ground, seas run flat, everything in the world grows and dies, and the past and future converge into a single point of light.

He has seen the past, and can only see the past.

Someone was laughing at him, that laughter was presumptuous, he didn't care about the criticism of the world, let alone the eyes of others.

The truth and falsehood of his words are never easily guessed by others. He is his own little liar.

"Lord Mo." He whispered in his ear.

"Mo Lin." He called out to him.

"A Lin." He rubbed his palm affectionately, looking at himself like a kitten.

"A Lin." Ji Yuanchu called him, and he kept calling him one by one to prevent him from getting lost in the long river of time.

Ji Yuanchu's forehead was still touching him, and when Mo Lin opened his eyes, he saw the purple pupil marks in his pupils.

Such a small pupil mark, like a drop of purple blood pierced by a needle, is like a banner guiding Mo Lin forward.

Mo Lin was deeply involved, passing through the purple pupil mark.

He felt Ji Yuanchu touch his face, and then lightly touched his lips.

Her lips are dry, without any eczema, Ji Yuanchu is about to disappear.

He posted it lightly, and said the last sentence to himself, "I'll wait for you in the past."

I will wait for you in the past.

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