He was like holding a hot potato. He didn't know what to do. Seeing more and more people looking at him, his ears couldn't help but turn red with embarrassment. At this moment, his hands reached out and took the child from his arms. Chu Wanning breathed a sigh of relief and turned around: "Mo Ran?"

"Yes." Mo Ran changed the child into one arm and hugged him. The other hand was empty. He rubbed Chu Wanning's hair. His face was quiet. He probably saw the miserable scene in Linyi. There was a hint of depression between his eyebrows. When he looked at Chu Wanning, he wanted to curl the corners of his mouth. Don't let his expression look too ugly.

He looks like he wants to smile or not, not as handsome as other times, but inexplicably makes people feel very warm.

"Have you agreed with the people on the island?"

"Yeah, I've agreed."

"I'm afraid this fire in Linyi will not be extinguished for less than four or five days. Before that, we have to stay on Feihua Island for a while. There are not many houses on this island. We have brought so many people..."

"I asked the village chief and said I could still live there after a squeeze."

There is nothing wrong with asking Mo Ran to negotiate such issues. He knows better how to communicate with people and looks... Thinking about the way to help harvest rice before, the girls in the village looked at him and knew that he was much more pleasing than he did.

Chu Wanning thought silently for a while, but didn't know what it felt in his heart. He nodded and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

"Don't tell me about the hard work." Mo Ran glanced at the candy in his hand, and knew it in his heart. He turned around and smiled to coax the child in his arms, who was still alive, "Where are you, why are you crying?"

"I want my mom...I want dad..."

Seeing that he was so young and was still staggering when he walked, but his parents were dead in the sea of ​​fire and could never come back. He couldn't help but feel sad, so he rubbed his forehead against his face and comforted in a low voice: "Dad... there are some things that will take some time to accompany you. If you have to be good, they will be happy to see you..."

After he hugged and coaxed him for a while, the child gradually became much more stable. Although he was still sobbing, he would not shout and cry anymore.

Mo Ran looked down at the child with tears in his eyelashes, while Chu Wanning stood quietly by with candy and looked at him.

This man's side face is very beautiful, with tough and straight lines. If placed in ink and wash seal script, he will be Yan Jin Liu's bones. His strokes are vigorous and vigorous, and his writing is straight and outstanding, and he can easily express a handsome face.

His edges and corners are very strong, but his eyelashes and eyes are soft, just like spring leaves stretching.

Chu Wanning was a little tranced.

So when Mo Ran poked his head over and bit the candy at his fingertips, Chu Wanning suddenly withdrew his hand, opened his eyes wide in shock, and asked, "What are you doing?"

The glutinous rice candy was so small that the man's head was close and quickly took it away. Naturally, his lips would touch his fingertips, and even the warm and moist tongue tip accidentally licked his fingertips. Chu Wanning felt numb all over. The rapid and tiny intimate contact was enough to make his spine crisp and itchy, just like a new bud breaking the seeds, pushing the silent soil and pushing the stuffy land to the softness...

Mo Ran smiled at him with candy in his mouth, turned around and blinked at the child.

He raised his head, rolled the candy into his mouth, rolled the Adam's apple, and then said to the child: "Look, it's not a terrible pill, it's sugar."

Chu Wanning: “…”

He was just wandering around and didn't pay attention to what the child and Mo Ran were talking about.

At this time, the child turned his eyes back to the child. The child was timid, but stared at Mo Ran seriously for a while, and whispered in surprise for a long time: "Ah, it's really candy..."

"Yes." Mo Ran said with a smile, "This immortal elder brother is so good, how could he catch you to refine the alchemy?"

Chu Wanning again: "..."

Because there were too many things that happened the night before and it was too terrifying, Mo Ran was not sleepy and settled the rescued men, women, young and old. It was already dawn. He walked alone to the tidal flats on Feihua Island. The coastline in the morning would retreat a long distance, revealing the tidal flats that could not be seen when the tides rose.

When he was alone, many worries came up, and they were caught in his eyes, forming an indelible layer of haze.

He took off his shoes and walked slowly along the wet coastline, his footprints stomping on the wet mud and sand, leaving two twisted marks behind him.

In fact, there are many things he can't understand about Xu Shuanglin, such as why it's cold, but that guy doesn't like to wear shoes and always wants to walk around barefoot.

Mo Ran is a person who hides a lot of past and is never treated well.

Perhaps because of this, he could clearly understand that Xu Shuanglin was willing to destroy the Religious Sect, Jiangdong Hall, and even disrupt the mentality of the entire upper cultivator world.

Being suppressed and being excluded is not the most painful thing.

The most painful thing is being betrayed by people close to you. The most painful thing is that he did not do anything wrong. He had once had a passionate heart and wanted to work hard to become a master. However, he was criticized by thousands of people at the "Lingshan Conference" that the most important "Lingshan Conference" in the world of cultivation, saying that his unique magic he had spent all his efforts was stealing his brother...

I will be ridiculed and rolled my eyes, and I will never turn over.

Mo Ran knew that after this catastrophe, the cultivation world would face this reshuffle. For those sects that were traumatized in their face and body, they would think: Xu Shuanglin is really a madman.

Perhaps only the faint rain that once grinds teeth and sucks blood and kills people like numb can we not help but think on this quiet and long coastline while walking alone.

What kind of person is Xu Shuanglin?

When this madman was young, did he be so energetic that he practiced swordsmanship in the orange woods. He returned tiredly and satisfied after nightfall. He held a fresh sweet orange in his sleeves and brought it to his brother who was always lazy to eat?

At that time, he didn't know that although his brother had accomplished nothing, he could use his three-inch tongue to make him no longer have a place to stand in the world of cultivation.

Has this madman also buried himself in the magic scroll, thinking hard, dipping his pen seriously, writing a slightly immature insight, and then being dissatisfied, biting the pen, and then falling into deep thoughts again?

At that time, he didn't know that no matter how hard he tried, the final result would be stigma and hopeless.

Mo Ran closed his eyes, the sea breeze blew on his face, and the sunlight fell on his eyelashes, with a layer of gold edges.

He thought of Sansheng Villa, drank Mengpo water and forgot about Sansheng's affairs. Did Xu Shuanglin give this name to the place where he lives, just doing it casually?

There is also the previous life, Xu Shuanglin in the previous life was dormant in the Rufeng Sect, and he should have the same purpose as in this life. But that time, he died in the battle for Ye Wangxi in the war...

Ye Wangxi.

This name was also given to her by Xu Shuanglin.

Forgot what?

Did he ever try to forget those unfair years, the hatred and glory of the past, and those ugly faces?

There is also the corpse that Xu Shuanglin tried his best to drag out from the Infinite Hell, Luo Fenghua's.

What did he want this corpse for?

In the illusion, Xu Shuanglin told Nangong Liu that only by obtaining the spiritual core of the man who casts the curse can the curse be completely broken, but judging from the final result, Xu Shuanglin's real purpose is definitely not to help Nangong Liu untie the curse.

Space cracks, Zhenlong chess game, rebirth technique...

And the hand that finally stretched out from the crack.

Mo Ran vaguely felt something was wrong, and he frowned and thought.

Suddenly, he suddenly opened his eyes.

One thing that came to his mind—

When Lao Long Wangyue died by Jincheng Pool, he once said: "That mysterious man practiced two secret techniques with the power of picking heart willows in Jincheng Pool, one is the rebirth technique, and the other is the Zhenlong chess game."

At that time it did not mention the "Gate of Life and Death in Time and Space".

In other words, for Xu Shuanglin, all he cares about is the two magic spells of Rebirth and Zhenlong. Needless to say, Zhenlong is to control the chess pieces for the sake of convenience of doing things.

What about rebirth?

Who does he want to be reborn?

Mo Ran thought about it and felt that there were two answers, one was Rong Yan and the other was Luo Fenghua.

Listening to Xu Shuanglin's words, the person Rong Yan once loved was actually him. Later, due to some variables, she finally broke up with Xu Shuanglin and married his brother.

But after careful inference, I feel that it shouldn't be her.

If Xu Shuanglin really likes Rong Yan, and loves her so much that she can revive her even if she tries her best, why could she kill her only son in her previous life?

More importantly, this guy had been dormant by Nangong Liu as the "Shuanglin Elder" very early. If he was to use the rebirth technique to revive Rong Yan, then why didn't he directly stop her from being offered to sacrifice by the Jincheng Pool?

Not Rong Yan.

Mo Ran turned his head and looked at the sea dyed red by the rising sun. The rippling waves continued to spread and surged. The tides were rising backwards at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the world was magnificent.

It's Luo Fenghua.

Mo Ran could almost believe that the person who Nangong Xu was about to be resurrected was Luo Fenghua.

The affairs of the Rufeng Sect are far from as simple as they appear on the surface. Just like the tides, the broken shells and starfish with dangerous and bright colors are all covered by rolling waves under the water waves at dawn.

The sea water rose very quickly, and the fine sand and gravel were washed by the waves and spread to the mudflats where he was strolling.

Suddenly, Mo Ran lowered his head, and the waves were already surging up, slapping his instep.

"Wow—"

He moved his toes and felt a little cold. He turned around and wanted to walk back to the beach to put on his shoes. When he turned around, he saw Chu Wanning walking towards him from the red clouds in the sky. His expression was faint, and he held the shoes and socks that he threw in the sand in one hand and handed them to him.

"Why are you barefoot? It's such a cold day."

Mo Ran followed him to the height of the sand slope, sat down on the shore of a rocky beach with huge rocks, shook the mud and sand on his feet, and put on his shoes again. He suddenly felt a little relieved. Although he was destined to not get the kind of love he wanted in Chu Wanning in this life, Chu Wanning is still the best master in the world, and will care about him and take care of him.

Seeing him walking around barefoot, he would worry that he caught a cold.

"What do you think about the Rufeng Sect?"

“It’s not that simple.”

"I think so." Chu Wanning's brows had hardly stretched since last night. Even though there was a brief peace and tranquility at this moment, his eyebrows were still stained with depression. He watched Mo Ran put on his shoes and socks, and then turned his gaze to the vast sea.

The rising sea level of Xuyang burned a brilliant golden red color, and it was intertwined with the unextinguished fire in Linyi in the distance, and it was hard to distinguish each other.

"It's really hard to check where Xu Shuanglin was pulled by the crack in the space." Chu Wanning said, "If he didn't want people to discover it and disappear, I'm afraid no one can catch him for ten or eight years."

Mo Ran shook his head and said, "He couldn't help but have ten or eight years of energy recovery, and there should be some movement."

“How to say it?”

Mo Ran told Chu Wanning his guess and said, "Luo Fenghua's body is not the real body, but the 'prosthetic limb' that was rebuilt in the Invincible Purgatory. If he leaves the ghost world and lacks the supply of yin energy, he will soon become ulcerated and decay. So I guess at most one year, even if he is not prepared completely, there will be new movements."

Chu Wanning didn't make any noise.
To be continued...