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[The Peak of Death and Life] Lang Bolang's Deep Love

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    In the Jiaoshan Great Hall, a single bean lamp was on.

    Nangong Liu curled up next to the throne and fell asleep, with two unfinished oranges on hand.

    Suddenly, a slender figure appeared around the corner, casting its shadow on Nangong Liu, approaching slowly.  The man's footsteps were extremely slow, and he was lighting a cane, and a snow-white silk cloth was worn on the bridge of his soft nose, completely covering his eyes.

    "Hmm" Xu Shi's sound of the bamboo stick hitting the ground disturbed Nangongli, he woke up from a light sleep, rubbed his eyes, and said in a daze, "Ah, it's my best friend brother What's wrong with your eyes?  "

    The one who appeared in the hall was the blind Shi Mo who had been elusive before and tried not to appear in front of everyone.

    Nangong Liu said in a daze, "Didn't you go to Tianyin Pavilion?"

    The teacher shook his head: "It's a long story, so I won't talk about it with you." After a short pause, he said, "A Liu, I should have left a Zhenlong military record on the table, can you help me find one  Are you looking for it?"

    "There's nothing wrong with that." Nangong Liu immediately rummaged through the desk, and soon found the military record made of silk, "Here."

    "Thank you."

    Shi Mo's slender fingers moved slowly on the silk, his eyes were already blind, and he couldn't see the words on it, but this kind of military record is not only recorded with characters, just in case, it can also be recorded with spiritual power  Read knowledge.  He stood in the empty hall, reading the content bit by bit. What was written on it was all the troops of Zhenlong chess game that Hua Binan had used to force the ink to burn and destroy his spiritual core.

    Calling, in the previous life, there were 46,000 people belonging to Linling Island.

    Wubei Temple belongs to the people, thirteen thousand people

    All these kinds.

    All the top disciples of death and life in the previous life.

    Shi Mo pinched the soft and delicate silk, and felt numb at the beginning, and just thought dullly in his mind: Is the necessary sacrifice that I said in the previous life such a mountain of corpses and a sea of ??blood?

    All the disciples of the pinnacle of death and life.

    All of them were made into Zhenlong chess pieces, driven by Emperor Taxian, except for Xue Meng, no one was spared?

    But he clearly remembered that Hua Binan once said to him gently: "You know, I am also a person who is used to life and death. The world is so hard, but I hope that no evil will be done. I hope that fewer people will die on this road.  There are very few of them, otherwise, my conscience will be troubled."

    Those were what Hua Binan had just said to him when he came to him through the gap in time and space.

    ¡ª¡ªThere is so much suffering in the world, don't do all kinds of evil, love is what you have to do, I hope there will be less pain.

    This does not deviate too much from his own thoughts. He is ruthless, but it is not what he wants, and he has no choice but to do so.

    "Conscience is troubled" At that time, Hua Binan, who begged to sincerely say these words to him, had already killed all the people in the world in another world.

    And he didn't know until now.

    "Big friend, what's wrong with you?" The brain was buzzing and congested, and Nangong Liu's anxious voice could be heard vaguely, "Your face is so ugly, why are you shaking? Areare you sick? Are you sick?"  Cold?"

    Babbling like a child, suddenly a burst of warmth enveloped him, it was Nangong Liu who took off her robe and hurriedly put it on him.

    "Come on, I'm not cold, I'll give you my clothes."

    The sinner who once had a needle hidden in his pocket and tried his best, became so pure after losing his consciousness.

    Perhaps everyone has had such a time when they were so anxious, worried, and sincere when they were young?  It's just that under the sculpting of the years, the heart is also wrinkled like the face.

    Become no longer like yourself.

    Shi Mei was wrapped in Nangong Liu's clothes, he was cold, bone cold.

    There was a burst of dizziness in front of his eyes, blood and tears oozing from under the white cloth He slumped on the seat and curled up his body to a very small size.

    "He's not me" Shi Mo couldn't help murmuring, "He's not me"

    Nangong Liu was confused when he heard it from the side: "What?"

    Shi Mo curled his face into his arms, and the tiny shudder spread from his fingers all over his body, and he didn't even want to touch that piece of silk again.

    "I want to save people. I also know that sacrifices are inevitable. I know there will be a lot of calculations, and I will disappoint a lot of sincerity. I have already prepared for doom. When he discussed with me that maybe I should donate my eyes, I  I never hesitated. But I"

    "Brother best friend"

    Nangong Liu put her hands on his hair, comforting him clumsily like a child's comfort.

    Shi Mo suddenly choked up: "But I really never thought about it, he killed so many people ?Night Ning.  "

    "Yes, it's him." Shi Mei's eyes were red, but he tried his best not to shed tears.  He was warned by his mother since he was a child that no matter what he encountered, he must not cry.

    The same is true for Hua Binan.

    "It was he who killed Master, then don't stop me, I will kill him now!"

    Hua Binan raised her head suddenly: "Are you crazy?!"

    "Oh?" Shi Mo panted, nodded, his eyes were full of provocation, "Do you still know the word crazy?"

    Hua Binan gritted his teeth and said: "protect Mo Ran, temper him, and control him. This is the key to our work. As for other things, you should not think about it."

    "Look, that's it." The teacher sneered and sneered, his eyes flashed with intense luster, "You are a master of cold scales, you can sacrifice to Master Chu with all the monks on a lonely moon night, and even swear at Mo Ran as you like  A few words¡ªbut what about me? What the hell are you talking to me?"

    ""

    The teacher sat down on the chair, and his expression was almost contemptible: "You come today, the first thing you tell me is to confirm as soon as possible whether the eight bitter and long hate flowers in Mo Ran's body have completely lost their effectiveness, and whether they can still  save."

    He muttered, slowly raised his eyes a few inches, and fell on Hua Binan's gray face.

    Sarcastically: "You let me confess to Mo Ran at this moment? Tell me, never let Chu Wanning take my place in his heart?"

    The words and sentences were as sharp as thorns, piercing Hua Binan and himself.

    He sneered: "Who is the crazy one between the two of us?"

    Hua Binan suddenly closed his eyes, his pupils rolled under his thin eyelids, and then he said: "I can't do anything. Because of the sacrifices made by Chu Wanning in his previous life, the flower of eight bitterness and long hate in Mo Ran's body was already in danger. If  It was completely destroyed, and it will be even more difficult to control the ink burning when the time comes."

    "So you just push all the things that people don't do to me to complete, right?!" Shi Mei couldn't bear it anymore, and suddenly stood up, "Master, he just lefthave you considered my feelings?  ?¡±

    ""

    "You like him, don't I like him?"

    After the teacher said this sentence, his voice couldn't help trembling.

    There was a dead silence in the house.

    Finally, he sat down and raised his forehead with his hands, his slender eyelashes trembling under his palm.  For a while, no one said a word, the rain was pouring outside the window, and the sky and the earth seemed to be cracked by the lightning and thunder.

    After a long time, I heard Hua Binan sigh softly: "Ah Nan, I'm sorry for you."

    However, Shi Mei's reaction to this was just a stiff and cold sentence: "Don't call me Ah Nan."

    ""

    "I'm different from you. Call me Shi Mei, or Shi Mingjing." (Remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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