The Lord of Ghost

However, he did not find Jiang Liyue.

"Is this true?" Mo Li muttered to himself, frowning, thinking about the last two words of Meng Yaowu.

That ghostly woman, with a kind of bone-softening beauty all over her body, walked into the strange river under the annihilation of the thunder of the avenue.

He saw that Meng Yaowu was obviously corroded by the strange river, just as the damage he suffered when he stretched his ghost body out of the black river was irreversible.

But why did she do this?

Mo Li did not understand, could not figure it out.

Until she smiled lightly and uttered two notes that were enough to shock Mo Li's heart and set off thousands of waves in his heart.

Those two notes were separated by the strange river, and they were obviously very close, but they seemed to have spanned thousands of years. He could hear every ups and downs of the tone clearly, and even the lip angle of the corner of the mouth perfectly matched the two words she said.

Meng Yaowu: "Father!"

Mo Li couldn't believe it, this was something he had never thought of.

Yes, if he remembered correctly!

Even after coming to this strange place, his mind was constantly replaying the scene at that time.

He wanted to prove that he had heard it wrong, he would rather he was hallucinating!

How could a man like him have a daughter?

Then, he came to this golden ocean, starting with Nangong Xueyan, and saw familiar faces one after another.

He suddenly realized something.

If Meng Yaowu was really his daughter, there was only one possibility, she was pregnant by Jiang Liyue.

Because of the fusion of yin and yang at that time, he confessed!

Mo Li was eager to find Jiang Liyue's figure to prove that Meng Yaowu's answer was comparable to illusion.

Because Meng Yaowu's beautiful posture under the starry sky, when recalled and compared, was somewhat similar.

She and Jiang Liyue were both so beautiful, beautiful as if they were not fireworks in the world.

However, he did not find Jiang Liyue's figure among the overwhelming ghosts.

"Is Jiang Liyue really not dead?"

The woman who had given him everything, but he took away the essence of the Taiyin Divine Body and stabbed her heart with a cold blade, ending her life.

"But this is impossible!"

Even if Jiang Liyue didn't die, it was only about a year apart.

Meng Yaowu's bone age obviously exceeded this time limit, it was impossible!

So, he suspected that the mysterious woman was joking.

At that time, a huge white ghost like a wave came towards him, as if to drown him.

At the critical moment, Mo Li's eyes suddenly changed, and the blood-red pupils changed color.

"Ghost Eyes!"

In an instant, the entire endless sea was shrouded in a faint scarlet color, and a blood moon slowly rose into the sky. When it reached the top of the sky, it sprinkled soft blood light.

"Sure enough, my guess was right..."

Mo Li looked at a large area of ​​ghosts that were frozen in the air and slowly passed by.

He had guessed something when he saw the sea and the ghost he killed.

Under the blood-red sky, the white waves seemed to be frozen, and the whole ocean was stained with a faint blood color. The mottled stone door that stood between heaven and earth still spanned the sea.

"Hmm?"

Suddenly, the blood moon in the sky turned into a bright red eye. When he looked down at the sea, he found something unusual.

"You! How could it be you!"

Mo Li stared at the special ghost in the ghost tide. Although he pretended to be very similar, he was still discovered by him!

"Murong Qinghuan!"

This person he never thought of was actually here!