Article 651

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"Jiuge and Huaisha, don't even think about summoning me. I have been on guard for a long time and will not repeat the same mistakes as before."

Hearing him mention the names of his other two divine weapons, Chu Wanning's face became more and more ugly. Although his eyes were gloomy, there was also confusion flowing inside. Ta Xianjun was probably pleased by his stubborn and confused expression, and actually laughed softly.

He touched Chu Wanning's face: "What's wrong, you think I know Jiuge and Huaisha, are you surprised? But it's no wonder that I got the news before I came here, and I know a lot about this world. I know , 'I' in this time and space have not yet traversed the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, forcing you and him to draw swords against each other. Naturally, 'he' has never seen those two divine weapons."

"In this world... you?"

Ta Xianjun smiled but did not answer.

Chu nightning suddenly had a very creepy feeling. He felt that the way Mo Ran looked at him was very much like looking at a corpse, a dream. His eyes were too red·luǒ, too crazy, and there were lush things in them. Emotions that are so intense that they can drive any normal person crazy.

"The gate of life and death in time and space." He said slowly, "Master must know this forbidden technique very well."

"!"

"In another world of cultivation, Master, you have been dead for many years."

He looked at Allen Chu's increasingly pale face, watching the last bit of blood disappear under the other person's skin. Ta Xianjun looked at him, his eyes sparkling with light.

Suddenly, it was like a sword being taken out of its sheath, and a dragon broke through the water.

This man's calm mood seemed to be stretched to the extreme. He suddenly picked up Allen Chu and gradually went crazy: "Yes... that's it, that's this face."

"..."

"It's this face... I look at your face, I see you lying in the Red Lotus Pavilion like a living dead, every day and every night... There is no blood on your face, your body is rotting but no longer You can't speak or open your eyes. You are already dead in that world of cultivation - you take revenge on me!"

He took a sharp breath, his eyes gleaming.

Desperately, flames and lightning surged inside, and dragons and snakes were flying.

"Chu Wanning, I hate you. Leave me alone."

As he said this, he raised his arms and hugged him, hugging him completely.

So hot.

Like fire.

He was stung by this long-lost warmth, and he let out a low sigh in his throat. He wrapped him tightly and hugged him, wishing he could rub him into his bones and blood, swallow him into his lungs, and live forever. Whether dead, warm or cold.

They are all accompanied by martyrs, and they are no longer inseparable from each other.

no no--

But Chu Wanning's scalp was numb and his eyes were going black. He didn't know what was going on. He didn't understand, who died? Who is left alone?

The palace door of Dragon Soul Pond was opened again.

In the moving light and shadow, a person hurriedly walked in. The person called anxiously: "Master!"

Hundreds of soldiers were on alert, blocking the front.

When Emperor Taxian heard this voice, he was slightly startled at first, and then smiled coolly: "Who am I? It turns out to be 'him'." He waved his hand casually and lazily, and said to the chess pieces following him: "Everyone. Let's break up, it's okay, let him in."

Mo Ran was thinking about Zhenlong chess pieces and the gate of life and death in time and space along the way. He felt that Hua Binan was by no means the last hand. If all this was designed by Hua Binan, there was no reason for him to trap Xu Shuanglin like this in front of the soul summoning stage. , Xu Shuanglin would not recognize him.

So who will be the last hand?

Zhenlong Bureau, the Gate of Life and Death, No Return, two ancient legends twisted together in the world, one scene after another connected together, he had a crazy idea in his heart, this thought made him feel cold all over, but he didn't believe it , he ran all the way, he didn't believe that all this could be true.

Until he broke into the Dragon Soul Palace.

Until he saw that person clearly.

Mo Ran only felt a buzz in his head, and blood rushed into his skull. He was breathless for a moment, his lips moved, and his eyes were split.

No……

No!

How could this be true?

The man in the hall, surrounded by everyone, looked so contemptuous and cold, and his eyes were so contemptuous and playful.

He looked at Mo Ran lightly.

The same eyebrows, nose, lips, same face, charm, and physique.

The difference was only a matter of millimetres. It was as if he was looking in the mirror, and it was as if he could see the ghostly, lingering self of yesterday through the torrent of time.

Taxianjun raised the corners of his mouth and opened a smile that was extremely bloody.

He held Chu Wanning in front of him, tapped his fingertips on the corners of Chu Wanning's lips, cast a silent spell, and then smiled at the person at the door:

"Well, Grandmaster Mo, I have heard about Grandmaster's reputation for a long time, and I am quite curious. Now the door to life and death is wide open, and you and I can finally meet him."

He paused, his eyes flashed, his white teeth tapped, and he typed out two sweet and cold words.

"Nice to meet you."

Chapter 235 [Jiao Mountain] No way out

"How..." Mo Ran took a step back, shook his head and murmured, "How is it possible? Is it really you...?"

"Yes, it's me."

Taxianjun looked at him slowly, and then smiled: "Well... I originally thought that after you were reborn, you might not remember too many things from your previous life.

But looking at you now, you seem to be very clear about it? "

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