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"So, Wan Ning..." He sighed softly, as if a heavy burden had fallen off him, "By the time you see this, I... should have passed away."
"I am still very selfish. In order not to see you hate me, I only dared to tell you the whole truth before I left, to the child you called Mo Ran. I'm sorry, that year, It was Master who was wrong. You are a living person, always have been."
Huaisui paused for a long time, suddenly became hoarse, and uttered the last words left in the world.
"Mr. Chu, can you forgive me?"
When I heard the name Chu Gongzi, I don’t know if it was Chu Wanning who was talking to him a hundred years later, or Chu Xun who was talking to him a hundred years ago.
After the sound was over, the wind suddenly picked up, and countless memory fragments were like white snow and fluttering catkins, blowing past my face. Two hundred years of crime and punishment, fourteen years of joy and sorrow, all come together at this moment——
The childish child is smiling: "You are against one, I am against one, what blooms in the water? Lotus blossoms in the water."
The young man was arguing: "If you don't know how to save others, how can you save yourself? It's okay for this immortal to not cultivate."
At the end, his eyes closed: "Farewell... Master."
All these hazel hazels alternated over and over again, like a revolving lantern flashing by. When the light was the brightest, the sinful and hunched back appeared in front of Mo Ran's eyes. He lay in front of the table and carved the last stroke for the sacred wood.
The evening bell rings.
"Just call you, Chu Wanning."
After the sound was finished, the waves surged, and the ink burned in the wild flow of memories. Then he was suddenly pushed out of the memory scroll and fell to the gravel ground in front of Dragon Blood Mountain.
Time passes differently inside and outside the scroll. At this moment, it is dusk again in the world, with a majestic red glow between heaven and earth, and a peaceful sunset. The ink burned as he lay there, as if he had returned to that night many years ago, when he was guilty and bleeding on the wood. From then on, there was a child named Chu Wanning in the world.
He was lying on the ground, his eyes unfocused.
"Master... Wan Ning..."
He finally knew why Chu Wanning was such a strong person and cried bitterly in his arms at that time. He finally knew.
It’s just that the price of knowing is too high, like being cut into pieces with a thousand knives.
Is it all his fault?
It was the fault of the Immortal Emperor in his previous life. Chu Wanning had spent his whole life trying to prevent him from causing chaos in the world.
Chu Wanning's spiritual core was dug.
The benevolent brother who saved his life in front of Wubei Temple.
It's not a human...it's the spirit of a sacred tree...
Every blow is like a brick falling down. Just one piece of truth can make people's bones broken and their flesh and blood blurred, let alone so many pieces piled up in one place.
For a moment, Mo Ran felt that he was lying on the ground, and all the bones in his body seemed to be broken, and he could no longer do anything.
It's all messed up.
He turned his eyes and saw Chu Wanning sitting on the side with his eyes closed and silent. Suddenly, regret gathered into bones, love gathered into flesh, and pain turned into blood. The desire to protect this person made him struggle from extreme difficulties and confusion, and get out of the quagmire.
He stood up slowly and walked to Allen Chu.
Allen Chu opened his eyes and looked at him.
Neither of the two people spoke first.
In the end, Mo Ran leaned over and hugged him: "Master, whether it is a sacred tree or a person, as long as you are still willing to have me..." He endured it, but still choked, "I have always..."
How is everything?
Stand next to him?
He doesn't deserve it.
So he finally said with humiliation and pain: "I will always stand in front of you."
I can't accompany you, I'm not worthy of you, I'm so mean and dirty, and ruin the world, but you are pure and white.
I can't stand by your side anymore, Wan Ning.
Let me stand in front of you and block the blood and sharp knives for you.
Until the day of death.
Chapter 242 [Dragon Blood Mountain] Concubine Chu
Chu Wanning did not confirm the matter of stepping on the Immortal Emperor, nor did he say much.
In fact, the uneasy look on Mo Ran's face is the best answer, and there is no need to ask anything else. What's more, he felt extremely tired at the moment, and his mind was numb after being hit one after another.
After a long time, he broke away from Mo Ran's arms and stood up slowly. He did not look directly at Mo Ran, closed his eyes, and then spoke, but his voice was frighteningly calm. He said: "I want to go to the mountains."
"..."
"Since the other me took the trouble to set up this trap, I want to take a look."
"...If you know the truth, will you hate me?" It was almost a childish question, but Mo Ran still asked it. After asking, he murmured the answer, "You will hate me."
Chu nightning's eyes moved slightly, and finally turned around and looked at him: "The Immortal Emperor... what have you done?"
He didn't ask "you", he used Immortal Emperor.
Mo Ran felt a glimmer of hope because of this title, but this glimmer of hope was too slim. On the one hand, he wanted to hold on to it, but on the other hand, he was frightened.
Allen Chu's lips moved slightly and his eyes narrowed slightly.
"kill?"
The ink burns without answering.
"Massacre the city?"
Mo Ran closed his eyes and remained silent.
Chu nightning thought of the dreams he had had before, those spring dreams that once felt absurd and ambiguous, and thought of Dragon Soul.
He vaguely understood the reason behind the man's words and deeds in the palace, but when the words came to his lips, he couldn't ask the question. In the end, he only said: "What about me? What do I mean next to him?"
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