Part 5

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There was a smell of sweetness in the throat, and the ink burned and coughed a few times. When he spoke again, there was blood between his lips and teeth, but his eyes were relaxed.

He said hoarsely, "Go. Go see him. If it's too late, I'll die, and once the spiritual power is cut off, he'll be ashes."

After saying these words, he closed his eyes in dejection, the poison attacked his heart, and he was tormented by fire.

The pain is so heart-wrenching, and even Xue Meng's sorrowful and twisted wailing has become so far away, as if it came from the water across the ocean.

Blood gushed out from the corners of the mouth, the ink burned and squeezed the sleeves, and the muscles spasmed.

Opening his eyes vaguely, Xue Meng has run far away, and the kid's light work is not bad. It doesn't take too much time to run from here to Nanfeng.

The last face of Master, he should have seen it.

The ink burned up and stood up staggeringly. The blood-stained fingers formed a seal and transported himself to the Tongtian Tower on the top of the dead.

At this time, it is late autumn, and the begonias are blooming in the thick and beautiful.

He didn't know why he finally chose to end his sinful life here. But I feel that the flowers are blooming so brilliantly, it is a fragrant grave.

He lay down in the open coffin, looked up at the flowers at night, and thanked them silently.

Floating into the coffin, floating on the cheek. One after another, like the past withered away.

In this life, from an illegitimate child who had nothing, through countless experiences, he became the only emperor in the world.

He was extremely sinful, his hands were full of blood, what he loved and what he hated, what he wanted and what he hated, and in the end, nothing was left.

In the end, he did not use his words of confidence to mention a word on his tombstone. Whether it's the shameless "Eternal Emperor" or absurdities such as "oil explosion" and "steaming", he didn't write anything, and the tomb of the first emperor of the cultivation world, after all, never left a word.

A farce that lasted for ten years finally came to an end.

Several hours later, when everyone held up a bright torch, like a fiery snake, and rushed into the emperor's palace, what was waiting for them was the empty Wushan Hall, the pinnacle of life and death, the red lotus. Next to the water pavilion, Xue Meng, who fell to the ground in the ashes and cried to numbness.

Also, in front of the Tongtian Tower, Mo Weiyu, whose body was already cold.

Chapter 2 This seat is alive

"My heart was already like dead water, but I didn't expect that the light of the three-nine cold nights was shining through. Could it be that God's will favors the valley and grass, and I'm afraid that the world will be cold and windy."

In the ear, there is a clear and crisp voice of the Yue girl, and the words are like pearls.

"What's the noise! ​​Where's the wailing ghost! Come on, beat this cheap maid down the mountain with a stick!"

After the anger, the ink burned and realized that it was wrong.

...isn't he already dead?

Hate and chill, pain and loneliness hurt his chest, and the ink burned and opened his eyes suddenly.

Before his death, all kinds of things were scattered like wind and snow, and he found that he was lying on the bed, not the bed at the top of death and life. This bed was carved with dragons and painted phoenixes. Purple, embroidered with mandarin ducks playing in the water, is the pillow that Goulan women will sleep on.

"..."

The ink burned for a moment of stiffness.

He knows where this is.

This is a tile near the summit of life and death.

The so-called tile is the brothel, which means "the tile will be together when it comes, and it will disintegrate when it goes away", which means that guests and fans can get together and disperse.

When Mo Ran was young, it was very deserted for a while, and he slept in this brothel for more than ten days in half a month. However, this brothel was sold out as early as when I was in my twenties, and it was later changed to a liquor store. After he died, he appeared in a brothel that had long since existed. What happened?

Could it be that he did too much evil and harmed countless boys and girls in his lifetime, so he was punished by the King of Hell to be reincarnated to pick up guests at the kiln?

The ink burned while thinking wildly, and turned over unconsciously.

Impressively, he met a sleeping face.

"..."

what's the situation! ! ! Why is there a person lying beside him? ?

He's still a man who is completely naked!

This man's face is immature and his facial features are exquisite. He looks like Yuxue and is cute, and his sex is indistinguishable.

Mo Ran's face was expressionless, but his heart was choppy, staring at the little white face immersed in sleep for a long time, and suddenly remembered.

Isn't this the little shepherd that I loved when I was young, seems to be called Rong San?

Or call Rong Jiu.

It doesn't matter whether it's three or nine, it doesn't matter, the important thing is that this little shepherd later suffered from flower willow disease and died for many years, and the bones should be gone. However, at this moment, he was alive and white and tenderly nestled on his side, his shoulders and neck were exposed from the quilt, blue and purple, all traces of ambiguous.

The ink burned his face, lifted the quilt, and moved his eyes down again.

"..."

This Rong didn't know whether it was nine or three, let's just count him as Rong Jiu, the little beauty Rong Jiu was covered in welts, and a few red ropes were slenderly tied on her pink thigh like suet and white jade.

Mo Ran touched his chin and sighed secretly: It's so fun.

Look at this exquisite rope art, this skilled technique, and this familiar scene.

This motherfucker didn't make it by himself, did he? ? ! !

He is a man of immortality, and he has a taste for rebirth. At this moment, he couldn't help but begin to doubt that he seemed to have come back alive.

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