This sound of stopping is like the evening bell of the end.

Mo Ran almost knew what he would see next. His hair was standing on his back and his bones and blood surged. While he wanted to escape from the illusion and escape, he wanted to pounce on yesterday and protect Chu Wanning.

"No...be guilty...you can't..."

But he couldn't stop anything, all of this had already happened.

He could only look at the situation in front of him with a numb scalp, look at Chu Wanning's black sword eyebrows, with a resolute and unyielding expression, and calmly facing the guilty gaze.

Mo Ran yelled at him uncontrollably: "Run! Run!"

The young Chu Wanning had always trusted the sin, trusted the master who raised him as a sacrifice, and trusted his adoptive father and benefactor. So even if he was extremely disappointed, he did not see the deadly murderous intent from the naked eyes of the sin. Mo Ran stood in front of him - even though he knew it was useless, he still couldn't stand by and watch.

"Please run..."

Chu Wanning did not leave. He was like pine and cypress, and walked step by step towards the guilty conceit. Finally, he stood still. His high ponytail was blown by the wind behind him, and his blood-stained robe was also blown by the wind.

The lips of guilty confidant opened and closed, crushed the words: "You want to go out of the temple and go down the mountain, yes."

"Master?" Chu Wanning's phoenix eyes widened slightly. He was not familiar with the sinister nature of the people. He only treated the knife raised by the executioner as a bright moon by the window. For a moment, he was even grateful and happy.

He thought he was guilty and finally understood him.

But the Butcher's Knife Youhan, who was already in a murderous mood, said with guilt: "If you walk out of this courtyard tonight, you will no longer be a member of Wubei Temple. You and I have fourteen years of master-disciple friendship, and you will be broken by one knife."

"..." The phoenix eyes were still wide, but the contents in it gradually changed from surprise and sadness to coldness.

Chu Wanning probably never expected that he would be determined to be so determined to be guilty. Mu stood there for a long time before moving his lips. Mo Ran was so anxious next to him that he kept murmuring: "Please go quickly, leave here, don't say anything more, leave here."

My lips moved, but I couldn't speak the complete words.

Staring at him with guilt is the most important bet he has made. He is still very concerned about love. For the past fourteen years, only the two of them are their companions. If they break off the relationship between master and apprentice, they will cut his heart with a knife, and he will not-

Chu Wanning knelt down.

"..." Huainuining was stunned.

He still thought numbly, no, how could he be so determined and insisted on doing his own way.

Chu Wanning knelt and kowtowed for a long time.

One kowt, two kowtt, until nine kowttt.

He raised his face again, his eyes clear and there was no water vapor, but his cheeks were wet.

"Disciple Chu Wanning, thank you for your kindness in educating Master. From now on..." His Adam's apple was swelling, what happened from now on? He didn't know, he couldn't continue to say anything.

Perhaps it was the wind was getting cold and the sinful body was swaying slightly in the wind. His robes were blown into chaos, and the strong wind filled his sleeves. His face became heavier and colder, and his lips were gone. He stared at the person kneeling in front of him.

That part...

Wood! Wood!!

He carved and carved, and lived with blood. He taught carefully and devoted himself to his efforts.

He has been waiting for so many years to send this piece of wood to the ghost world and become the body that carries Chu Lan's soul. It's not to see it here today and talk about worrying about the country and the people. What is it?

——A piece of waste!

firewood!

The fire in my chest burned into my eyes, destroying the world and being extremely impulsive.

Such guilty conceits are too dangerous. Mo Ran leans over and tries to hug Chu Wanning, but he can't catch him and he can't touch him. Chu Wanning is still so stubborn and kneels in the same place, stubborn because he has a word in his heart, and he has a shame in his heart.

Chu Wanning's eyes reflected a more sinful face, and his heart was filled with his uneasy blood.

He was born for others all over his body, such as firewood, wood, and soulless things.

He knelt on the ground, but he had never thought about it.

"Wanning..." Mo Ran suddenly choked up. He raised his hand and stroked his face that could not be touched. "Please... go... go..."

The sound of "clang" is the sound of metal falling to the ground.

Mo Ran slowly turned around, and a scimitar was lying on the blue brick floor. It was a sword that was guilty of sin.

Under the moonlight, there was endless blood in the butcher's eyes. He kicked the knife again and kicked the scimitar straight to Chu Wanning's knee.

"No, no, no, no."

Mo Ran was already panicked. He went to grab the knife, but the tip of the knife passed through his fingers. He couldn't catch it. No matter how desperate he tried, he couldn't catch it.

The last slender and symmetrical hand reached over and held the knife that Mo Ran could not hold no matter how hard he was.

Chu Wanning's eyes were calm at this time, and the initial assassin had disappeared. The great pain gradually subsided when he threw the scimitar at him for guilt.

He seemed relieved.

"If Master wants my life, I will do it." Chu Wanning said, "If you live for fourteen years and live for one hundred and forty years, there is actually no difference if you only sit in this world."

His sinful eyes suddenly became less like the transcendent monk at all. For a moment, Mo Ran clearly saw Xiaoman's shadow on his face.

The shadow of the boy on the eve of the rebellion in the rainy night in Lin'an.

"Chu Wanning." said Huichou Sensen, "You will break up with me, and I will not try to keep me. I have not cared about food, clothing and expenses for the past fourteen years. But you must return what you have learned to me."

“…”

Huainiao narrowed his eyes: "I want to take away your spirit core."

The spiritual core is the most exquisite crystal for those who practice Taoism. If it is a divine tree, it is the same. As long as there is a spiritual core, it may be fine to reshape a Chu Wanning.

This time, I will definitely not teach him morality and the common people anymore, nor will I let him learn benevolence and kindness.

He wants Chu Wanning's spirit core.

The heart of a living person.

Chu Wanning looked at him for a while, and the light and shadow in the Zen temple were flying. There were monks doing evening classes in the Main Hall. The sound of chanting came from afar, like sandalwood and Buddha smoke.

The voice of guilt suddenly rang in Mo Ran's ears again, but this time, he only said two words, which seemed to have exhausted his life's courage and strength.

His voice seemed to be aged a hundred years in an instant.

"He knelt on the ground and looked at me, and I suddenly felt that the Buddha was just looking like that when he forgives the mortals who hurt him."

"He is pitying his executioner, the creatures under the knife, and the blood-stained butcher."

"No!!!" Mo Ran hissed.

But the light of the knife flashed, and he suddenly closed his eyes, and with a clear and audible thorn, Mo Ran curled up on the ground.

"don't want……"

The blood gushed, and the flesh and blood were separated.

Mo Ran crawled over with a wail and climbed to Chu Wanning's side. He kept shaking his head and crying in a mess. He rushed to block Chu Wanning's wounds and tried to inject spiritual power to stop bleeding.

Nothing is useful.

Nothing is useful.

He watched Chu Wanning endure the pain and use magic to prevent him from getting dizzy in an instant. He watched Chu Wanning poke the knife into his chest inch by inch, with blood everywhere.

Hot, rushing, hot.

How could he not be a living person?

The meat is torn apart.

Bright red, fishy and sweet, broken.

How could he not be a living person? How could he be!!!

The suicidal wood stood in the original place, his expression still frozen at the last moment, looking ferocious and cruel, but the light in his eyes flashed, trembling, trembling, and confused...

Is this really what he hopes for?

At that moment, the scroll suddenly became turbulent and blurry, and the situation in front of Mo Ran became distorted and messy because of the emotions he had made this scroll due to his guilt.

How many old things he saw emerge in the blood, each of which was soft and real.

After Mo Ran saw the eleven or twelve-year-old Chu Wanning calling Tianwen in Jinchengchi, he was about to leave, but a guqin with a crabapple-shaped guqin floated out of the lake. The moment it floated, Chu Wanning also emitted a sparkling light, as if it was shining with it. He touched the strings of the guqin in surprise and puzzled: "What's going on?"

Hunting Sui immediately guessed that this guqin might have been cut by a section of the Yan Emperor's Divine Tree. It and Chu Wanning originally had a lineage and would naturally have perceptions of each other. His expression seemed very excited, a little surprised, and a little happy: "This should be your destined Divine Martial Arts."

"Destiny Divine Martial Arts?"

While being surprised by his sins, his eyes dodged a little: "...Yes, some people are born with a clear and unique roots, and their birth is closely related to Shenwu."

Chu Wanning smiled: "My bones are so clear?"

"..." He avoided answering because of sin, and only stroked Jiuge's wooden piano body and sighed, "This guqin is destined to be with you, I'm afraid it can be summoned without a spiritual core...it is connected to your bloodline."

As the picture turned, Mo Ran saw two people walking outside Lin'an City, Huaizui followed Xiao Wanning, and kept calling him to walk a little slower.

He saw the steaming flower cake, and Chu Wanning's scheming smile through the steamy smile.

He saw Chu Wanning holding a small palm-leaf fan in the inn, trying hard to help the meditate Xuanjian fan cool down.

He saw Chu Wanning eating osmanthus candy lotus for the first time, and his mouth was filled with sweet juice and he burst into laughter at the guilty conspiracy.

Finally, the illusion was frozen by the lotus pond in a summer one year, with endless lotus leaves connected to the sky, and the lotus flowers bloomed brilliantly in the pond. The red dragonflies were graceful and graceful, and the setting was a great evening.
To be continued...