Chapter 558

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He didn't want to stay with Allen Chu for a moment longer, so he looked away and walked forward. But when he was about to cross his shoulders, Chu Wanning suddenly said something that made him tense up in an instant.

"Someone has sneaked into the forbidden area of ​​​​the Library Pavilion recently."

"..." Mo Ran didn't look back, but there was a thin light distortion in his pupils.

"You should know that what is stored there are some fragments of forbidden arts controlled by the ten sects respectively."

Mo Ran stopped and said: "I know."

"One of the most important fragments has obvious signs of being turned over."

Mo Ran sneered: "What does that have to do with me?"

He is holding on, knowing that as long as Tian Wen shows up and surrounds him for interrogation, then his sinful behavior and budding inner demons will be exposed under Chu Wanning's nose.

His big dream and his ambition were all over.

Chu Wanning was silent for a moment: "Mo Ran, how long will you continue to be stubborn?"

There was a hint of anger in his voice.

"..." Mo Yan didn't answer, but he could almost predict what would happen next.

Anticipating that flash of golden light from Tianwen.

It is expected that Chu Wanning will use a gentleman's face to ask himself why he would do such an inferior thing. Anyway, in Chu Wanning's eyes, he will always be so——

"Do you know how dangerous it is right now?"

Hopeless.

He still finished thinking about those four words.

Then he turned his head almost blankly. Looking at Allen Chu's face under the moonlight.

His face was pale, and there was a faint uneasiness suppressed under his sword-shaped brows. A pair of piercing eyes looked at him, but he could see nothing and could not see through anything.

"If someone really practices that forbidden technique, it will kill people. You stayed up late at night and came to such a remote place. Do you want to lose your life in vain?"

"..."

Chu Wanning's voice was low, almost biting at the root: "So many people died in the Battle of Tianli, haven't they taught you how to cherish your life? Now that you know that the fragments of the book have been stolen, how can you still sit back and relax!"

The ink burned silently, staring at the other party with his dark brown eyes.

There was a thin trickle of sweat on his forehead. He slowly calmed down and the wind felt cold.

His body relaxed step by step, and he didn't know what kind of weird feeling filled his heart. At the end, Mo Ran almost showed a smile: "Master..."

Chu Wanning's phoenix eyes flickered slightly.

Since the death of Shi Mo, Mo Ran has never smiled at him and rarely called him Master.

Mo Ran smiled and asked: "Are you caring about me?"

"..."

The smile grew brighter.

It was so bright that it looked like a bayonet. The white knife went in, the red knife came out, and it sank into the chest with a pop. There were blood beads on the blade. He slowly opened his mouth like a ghost, and his white teeth were like the poisonous pincers of a scorpion.

"The Battle of Sky Splitting..." He chuckled, "It's great that Master can bring up the Battle of Sky Splitting. It doesn't matter what I learned in that battle. The key is that Master learned to care for others. ah."

Seeing the light in Chu Wanning's eyes trembling, he was straining hard, but he couldn't dodge and had no way to retreat.

The smile on Mo Ran's face became more and more exaggerated, wanton, and cruel.

He invaded him, bit him, and chewed Chu Wanning's throat bone. He suddenly felt so happy that he laughed loudly: "Hahaha, good, great, what a good deal, one person An unknown disciple, with Grandmaster Chu's conscience, Grandmaster Chu will finally care about the lives of those around him. Master, I finally feel today that it would be a good thing for Master Chu to die."

Rao is such a calm and solemn person like Chu Wanning, but also trembles slightly in his crazy laughter that is coiled like a vulture.

"The ink burns..."

"Teacher Mo died well, deservedly died, died righteously and deservedly!"

"Mo Ran, you..."

Stop laughing.

Say no more.

But he couldn't speak, Chu Wanning couldn't speak, he couldn't apologize, couldn't beg, let alone reprimand this apprentice who was almost crazy, saying - you are wrong, it's not that I don't want to save him , but I really have no energy left.

I also suffered the same injuries as him. If I spent an inch more spiritual power, I would become a bone in the tomb and a person under the spring.

He couldn't say it.

Perhaps he felt that such a confession was too weak.

Or maybe he feels that in Mo Ran's heart, even if his master dies, it is nothing to mention, and it cannot compare to his most gentle master, Mingjing.

So in the end, Chu Wanning just tried his best to suppress the trembling in his voice, and squeezed it out word by word in a low voice. He said: "Mo Weiyu, how long are you going to be crazy?"

"..."

"Go back to me."

The angry flames cooked the grief, and the throat was filled with bitterness and salt.

"Shi Mingjing didn't die in exchange for a lunatic like you."

"Master's words are wrong." Mo Ran smiled and said, "Master Mo's death, how can I be the one who gets it back?"

He is like a snake and a scorpion, like a wasp and an ant, biting people's hearts.

"He died, and the one he brought back was obviously you, Master."

Bees sting into flesh.

Looking at Chu Wanning’s face,

Bai, he felt a painful pleasure in his heart. He stimulated him and ridiculed him as if he was desperate, breaking his heart and heart, making Chu Wanning worse than death.

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