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"Why" Mo Ran took a step back, shook his head and muttered, "How is it possible? It's really you?"
"Yes, it is this seat."
Ta Xianjun looked at him slowly, and then smiled: "Well I thought that after you were reborn, you probably wouldn't remember too many things from your previous life, but looking at you now, it seems that you are still very clear?"
""
"And looking at your expression, you seem to have guessed the existence of this seat to some extent. In this case, you are not too stupid."
Mo Ran murmured, he had a lot to say, and those words would rush out of his throat with grinning teeth, but in the end, it was an unbelievable shout: "But you are clearly dead!!!"
"oh?"
"As early as in the Wushan Temple, you have taken ¡õ¡õ, the king of poison, and there is no possibility of survival! You died in front of the Tongtian Tower and were buried in the coffin under the flower tree. You are already dead!!"
Ta Xianjun chuckled lightly: "That's not enough reason."
As he spoke, he slowly raised his eyelids and revealed a bitter smile. His eyes were like the sharp beaks of a bird of prey at the moment, trying to peck at Grandmaster Mo's body and penetrate it.
"Why don't I tell you something for you?" He said softly, with the calmness of playing with people, and said with a light smile, "Yes, I am indeed dead, the best proof that I am dead People, stand in front of you right now."
Mo Ran: ""
"Because you are the soul of this seat who escaped from birth." Ta Xianjun laughed, "The most benevolent and benevolent master Mo, across the world of mortals, people often come to tell this seat, your how to say, A heroic act of kindness?"
He grinned.
"You are so interesting. I thought you didn't remember too much of your past life, so you pretended to be a normal person. But you actually remember them all."
"" Mo Ran clenched his back molars.
"Hey, Grandmaster Mo, do you think that as long as you keep silent, no one will know the truth? Do you think that as long as you put down the butcher knife, you can start over from scratch? Most importantly, do you think"
Ta Xianjun slammed his hands harder, choked Chu Wanning's neck, his nails sank deep into the flesh, and Chu Wanning's skin was blue and purple, frowning with anger, but he couldn't say a word.
"Do you think that if there is no fire in my world, I will still be kind and let you enjoy the light alone?"
"Don't touch him!"
Ta Xianjun sneered: "Don't touch him? Don't you think it's absurd for you to say this to me?"
He held Chu Wanning, slowly, in circles.
He and Mo Ran were looking at each other.
Ta Xianjun is staring at Master Mo.
Mo Ran was staring at Mo Weiyu.
The past life is staring at this life.
Ta Xianjun was mocking him: "How did I move him, don't you know? Now I'm pretending to be a good person again."
"Stop talking!"
"Huh? Why don't you say it? Don't you think those things are not interesting and comfortable? After years of separation, life and death are fleeting, don't you think you should have a pleasant talk?"
Mo Ran couldn't shake his head, his face was probably uglier than Chu Wanning's at the moment, he was angry and helpless, guilty and desperate: "Don't say it."
"Oh, you just want me to shut up so much? It's really interesting, our wise and benevolent Grandmaster Mo seems to be" Ta Xianjun thought for a while, and spit out three words, "I'm very scared."
Mo Ran couldn't wait any longer, he watched Chu Wanning being tightly strangled in Ta Xianjun's arms, and his heart was full of turmoil. He didn't know what to do, he just wanted to block the tongue of the devil in front of him, he just wanted to sink all the ugly things and the past underground and seal them in the coffin.
Seeing the ghost light up, he suddenly attacked Ta Xianjun, the red sparks crackled, and the flames were more fierce than ever before.
Dodging the attack, Ta Xianjun's expression changed slightly: " Tianwen?"
No, he already came up with the answer after speaking, this willow vine shining red is not a question from heaven.
"Your new martial arts is very interesting." Ta Xianjun looked a little complicated, he stared at the rattan whip for a while, and looked a little colder when he looked up at Mo Ran.
"In this case"
He said that after floating away, he handed Chu Wanning to a subordinate behind him, and then raised his hand, and summoned him, "Come on, fight with me. I am curious, whether I will not return It's powerful when it's on, but it's still fierce when it's holding the rattan whip."
As he said, Ta Xianjun's fingers wiped Mo Dao inch by inch, and it didn't return to Bi.;He thought of the bunch of candied haws that Xue Meng handed over when he was a child, and told him arrogantly whether he wanted to eat it or not.
He thought of Xue Meng crying and clutching his skirt before parting, and told him, brother, don't lie to me.
He thought of Shi Mei who came to see him with a steaming hand when he was young, and told him, Ah Ran, I don't have parents either, and we will be a family from now on, okay?
He thought of the ignorant eyes of the master on the summoning stage, blood and tears streaming down his face, he said, in fact, you have never understood me.
Then he thought of Xue Zhengyi and Mrs. Wang.
Thinking of how they died in the previous life, thinking of Xue Meng's face immersed in blood and deep feud.
He thought of Chu Wanning.
He suddenly choked up.
His fingers gripped the ground tightly, so hard that his knuckles were worn out and his skin was ripped apart.
"What to do what to do"
He was like a trapped animal that had been whipped until its skin was torn apart, its muscles and bones blurred, howling in despair and mourning.
At this time, he suddenly understood that he thought that Ta Xianjun was an extra person in this world of mortals, so what about him? Why not. He suddenly doesn't know how big the world is, where is peace, and he suddenly doesn't know that old friends are still there, and who can forgive him.
He is extra.
He curled up, he trembled.
He wailed, and he hugged himself tightly.
It's like being in a mass burial place many years ago, next to my mother's rotting bones.
He was crying, not knowing where to stop, not knowing where is his home.
At this moment, he was even more miserable than when he was a child¡ª¡ª
He suddenly wasn't so sure, who exactly was he, Mo Weiyu?
? Stepping on the Immortal Emperor, Master Mo.
The bloodline of the seventh generation of the Nangong family is the second son picked up by the summit of death and life.
The heinous devil.
A Qingzheng master who is kind to others.
He suddenly became scattered fragments, the edges and corners of each fragment were so sharp that they could kill him thousands of times and destroy him once stabbed to pieces.
died.
alive.
He is all alone.
"I'm not Ta Xianjun" he murmured, coldly. The summoning platform was too cold, every inch of his muscles and bones were trembling, he closed his eyes, tears fell down his cheeks, he sobbed, "I'm not Ta Xianjunwhat should I doI really don't know what to do forgive meforgive me"
But who should I beg for mercy? Chu Wanning? My previous self? Died by countless evil spirits under his command? Or to the fate of the turbulent.
No one can give him forgiveness, no one can give it.
He buried his face in his palms, and finally choked up in this empty and deserted world:
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