Chapter 744

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His master thought that he would definitely die. Before he died, he said to Mo Ran:

"Think good and do not do evil."

The earth roared.

"What's wrong?"

"what happened?"

Everyone was stunned, dodging while looking for the source of the movement.

In fact, there is no need to look for it.

Where Mo Ran was standing, a blazing fire suddenly erupted - it was not a real flame, but a powerful spiritual current when the fire spiritual core was overdrawn and burned, wrapping Mo Ran completely in it.

Mo Weiyu.

The Immortal-Stepping Emperor in his previous life is now a Grandmaster.

He... he was in the face of a great disaster, and he actually... actually tried to stop all of this...

His own spiritual core was shattered!

Like Nangong Sichu Wanning, the fragmentation of his spiritual core suddenly allowed him to gain his greatest spiritual power. His eyes were dyed red by the flames, and there was not much pain on his handsome and upright face.

Who is he at this moment?

Can he stop being the Immortal King despised by thousands of people?

If possible, he also wants to be Chu Wanning.

The spiritual core slowly shattered and melted in the chest.

The flames burned brighter and brighter, penetrating the clouds and fog, illuminating the sky.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that the pure and pure dreams of his childhood were all falling back to the bottom of his heart. Standing in the flames, he saw Duan Yihan and Chu Wanning.

I saw her touching his cheek in the woodshed and saying - "Repay kindness, don't hold grudges."

I saw the young man outside Wubei Temple, holding rice milk and feeding him carefully.

"Drink slowly, it's not enough and there's more..."

Throughout his life, he always wanted to be a good person.

He didn't do it in his previous life.

In this life, when I look back on my past and ask myself, I feel sad for nearly ten years.

He didn't know how to compensate, and he suffered day and night, but couldn't get a result.

If he told others that he once had an old dream of sheltering poor people from all over the world, who would believe him?

There is only ridicule, abuse, and ridicule.

Because he is Mo Weiyu, he is the Immortal Emperor.

He had missed and killed people, so it would be useless to try to make up for it.

All wrong.

No one can forgive him.

Perhaps only in this fire, only at this moment when the spiritual core is broken, martyred, and walked towards the path of Chu Wanning's previous life, can he get a little bit of comfort.

Only then could he carefully say:

"If possible, I would also like to be Chu Wanning."

Please, don’t laugh at me when you hear this wish.

Don't spit on me.

I was stupid, and for a long time, I had no one to accompany me.

I walked like this for two lifetimes and took the wrong path for twenty years.

I'm so stupid. I don't know why I ended up in an endless darkness. I don't know why things ended up like this. Looking back, it was all wrong.

I can't find my mother-in-law.

I can't find the Master either.

Please, hell is too cold.

Can you please let me go back...

I want to go home.

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When the wax burns out, darkness remains.

The fire went out, leaving only embers.

But the darkness has also been bright, the ashes have been hot, and he has also had years of light and heat. At this moment, no one knows and will never be mentioned again.

Mo Ran has exhausted his last bit of spiritual power.

He watched the elegant sparrows disperse and the dark soldiers sink to the ground. He watched the living beings no longer controlled and the chess pieces cracked. He watched the black chao that was about to engulf the peak of life and death retreat blankly. He watched the hell disaster come to an end.

Everyone said he was a heinous person, and he himself felt that way. But this demon finally did the same thing as the god. Chu Wanning was his wax torch. He followed the light and walked step by step.

"elder brother!"

"Ran'er!"

He vaguely heard someone calling him. From the corner of his eye, he saw Xue Meng staggering towards him, and saw Xue Zhengyong and Mrs. Wang breaking through the encirclement and running towards him.

He felt doubly relieved to have received their call. He grinned as if he wanted to smile, but tears rolled down his blood-stained face.

He wanted to say: "I'm sorry, I did something bad."

But his throat was choked, and in the end, he begged: "Don't hate me."

I am real……

Really like you guys.

I like my uncle and aunt, I like the peak of life and death, I like this stolen warmth and stolen relatives.

Uncle, aunt, Xue Meng.

Don't hate me.

Millions of soldiers retreated, and Mo Ran fell heavily to the ground, covered in mud and dust.

When Chu Wanning was seriously injured and unconscious in his previous life, his white clothes were stained with blood, but he still looked very clean. He is different from Mo Ran, who is always dirty.

When he lost consciousness, he felt Mrs. Wang put her arms around him, her soft and warm arms, and called him with a heartfelt voice: "Ran'er."

He heard Xue Zhengyong and Mu Yanli arguing, and shouted angrily: "A scheming? What other scheming can there be! If it was a chess piece he summoned, why could he do this to retreat?

! "

He heard Xue Meng shouting: "Don't touch him! Don't touch him! Don't take him away!"

It's a mess.

Mo Ran was determined to explain and give more instructions, but he was really too tired and tired.

He closed his eyes.

Jiaoshan.

In the Hall of the Sages, the ever-bright lamp faintly exhaled light. The wax torch made from whale oil is as thick as the mouth of a bowl. You can't see the light of the sun, moon, and stars here. Only the flowing lights and candles shed tears, indicating the passage of time.

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