It took a kiss for no reason, but the Immortal Lord let him go. Chu Wanning thought he would give up, but his lips left and touched him again.

After repeated this many times, the Immortal Lord was finally satisfied. He licked his lips and stared at Chu Wanning's face with dark eyes.

"It's you."

There are too many things to ask, and the changes encountered are too big. Chu Wan calmed down for a moment before finally speaking hoarsely: "... Do you still remember the past?"

"nature."

"Do you remember how you died?"

The expression of Emperor Taxian was a little gloomy: "The ten major sects joined forces to siege, and I am very tired of it."

"Then do you remember how I died?"

The gloom between the Immortal Lord’s eyebrows faded slightly, but another layer of gray was covered with: “Taixue Palace, you will block my major affairs, I hate it very much.”

Chu Wanning asked again: "So, do you remember how you came back from the dead?"

"Hua Binan rescues."

“How exactly?”

"This self..." However, he didn't say it again, and a hint of palpitation appeared on the face of the immortal king. But this palpitation did not last long. He closed his eyes and opened it again, the light in his eyes was already clear.

The Immortal Lord frowned and said, "What did you just say?"

Chu Wanning didn't say anything anymore.

He almost knew what Shi Mei did to this body. Since ancient times, people's hearts were the most difficult to control. After Mo Ran's death, Shi Mei could not fully control the corpse, and did not dare to knock Mo Ran's already confused memories even more disconnected, so he had to choose a very small number of important things that would affect Mo Ran's obedience and erase them.

The Emperor in front of me is probably just a powerful weapon for a walking corpse.

Chu Wanning closed his eyes. After a while, he seemed to want to say something, but before he could speak, a bloody sweetness surged into his throat. He coughed violently.

"Mo Ran..." His lips were stained with blood, and he raised his eyes with mist, "Stop doing things for others anymore. You are already a body, so you should rest in peace. You... cough cough."

The eyes were dark and the scattered fragments began to surge again.

You should go back to the past, you have already fallen asleep under the ground, and this place does not belong to you.

But he had no strength to say this sentence anymore. Chu Wanning only moved his lips and his consciousness began to dissipate again.

In the end, he only saw the fairy king frowning and was talking to him, and his handsome and pale face seemed a little anxious.

"Chu Wanning," he vaguely heard him calling him, just like his previous life, "Winning..."

He closed his eyes, and the pain of the soul fusion re-emerging invaded again, and he would never know what happened next again.

Thousands of mountains, the forests are bleak.

It has been drizzling in Shu these days, and even the wooden lattices at the post station have grown a layer of mold. Looking out from the small window of the post station, strings of water droplets dripped from the bamboo leaves and fell into the pond, ripples blooming.

Suddenly, a pair of shoes stepped into the accumulated water, and the sky and clouds were shattered.

Master Mo appeared in front of Quhui Mountain Road on the top of life and death.

Since the Dragon Blood Mountain changed, his spiritual power has not been restored and he cannot control the sword. Because he was worried about the safety of life and death, he rushed back from Dragon Blood Mountain without stopping, which took him four days in total.

Along the way, he actually thought about a lot of things.

For example, why did he be reborn? For example, why did Chu Wanning in his previous life set up such mystery in the Dragon Blood Mountain Stone Cave, such as Shi Mei.

I thought about it for a long time, but couldn't find any clear answer.

He was not a smart person at first, but now he was suffering and worried, and he was unable to calm down and think carefully. After all, Shi Mei understood him, and Chu Wanning was his weakness. As long as Chu Wanning remembered the past, he would undoubtedly sentence him to death. His heart was in a mess.

The rain gradually became heavier, and Mo Ran stood in the wind at the entrance of the mountain steps on the top of life and death. He raised his head and strands of silver frost fell on his face. In front of him, a stone steps meandered and twisted, leading to the top of the mountain with clouds.

This mountain road has been passed through life, death, sadness, joy, and life has been through life countless times, from the youthful time when young and innocent to the day when the dust settles, and when the sins are returned.

It was very cold, and the rain mixed with snow seeds fell, wetting his black clothes and condensing his hair.

The young man should have no worries, and his head turned white with the north wind...

Mo Ran closed his eyes, stepped up the long steps, and walked up the mountain.

A sinner who fell into the trap finally "squeaked" to open the red-lacquered gate of the Danxin Hall of the Top of Life and Death.

The door slowly opened, and the madness and glory, nightmare and darkness of his two lives were all due to it.

He remembered his previous life. When he was twenty-two years old, he changed his loyalty to Wushan. The plaque was smashed and the dust spread. He stood before the old plaque and vowed to travel all the immortals to respect the world.

That life falls here, and this life should end here.

The Danxin Palace is densely filled with people, and the well-known figures gather more than the time when Jiaoshan attacked Xu Shuanglin.

When everyone heard the sound of the door opening, they looked back, but saw a tall man in black standing in front of the threshold, with a pale face and a few strands of wet black hair on his forehead. The sky light was against him, and the dome was gray in lead and rained and snowy.

No one expected Mo Ran to appear suddenly like this.

Is he the hero on Jiaoshan who exchanged his life for everyone's peace, or the demon who killed people without blood, Gu Yueye? What kind of person is he?

No one said anything for a moment, and every pair of eyes was staring at the returned man.

Those who trust him think he is pitiful, wet and cold, like a dog who returns home in the rain. Those who don’t trust him think he is terrifying, gloomy and deep, like a ghost crawling out of hell.

The rain kept hitting the green eaves of the roof, seeping into the cracks of rocks in front of the steps, and moss on the tiles.

Mo Ran raised his dark eyes, and his eyes were wet under his fan-like eye feathers. He whispered: "Uncle, I'm back."

"Ran'er! Why are you - why are you alone?"

Xue Zhengyong sat in the supreme position. His face was very bad, and he was rarely unkempt. The iron fan was casually spread on the table. The four words "The world is so ugly" were shimmering, like an annotation of a farce.

"Where is Yuheng?"

Mo Ran stepped into the hall, and he fell like a drop of water, boiling in the boiling oil that was only ten years old and quiet, causing a crackling sound. Almost everyone took a big step back as he advanced.

"Mo Ran!"

"Devil, you have the face to come out!"

"You have killed so many people on Gu Yueye, but you dare to show up!!"

Mo Ran ignored these voices. Along the way, he had already heard of the bloody incident that happened a few days ago by Gu Yueye. He also knew very well how crazy the Taxianjun would be. What are dozens of people? Hundreds, thousands, and tens of thousands. In his eyes, all the people in the world are dead bodies. Just a Loneliness, and Taxianjun would not take it seriously at all.

"Crazy... You and Hua Binan are all in the same group!"

"What else do you want to do? Today, all the masters of the sects are here, and the Lord of the Tianyin Pavilion will come soon. Even if you are tricky and fickle, you will not be able to escape from this net of heaven and earth!"

"Mo Ran, you are too cunning. You sing for a while/blush your face and sing for a while, making everyone dizzy and then your trick will succeed. How vicious you are!"

Around him were tides of criticism and questioning, and angry faces were surging. Mo Ran ignored him and continued to move forward. He had already understood Hua Binan's intention - forgiving him and not wanting to call him Shi Mei -.

Hua Binan dug a grave for him. Even the inscription on the tombstone was written, Hua Binan calculated very clearly, and he would jump in by himself.

Because, when Chu Wanning recalled his previous life, Mo Weiyu had already sentenced himself to an unsuccessful corpse.

it's over.

"No matter how many fake faces you wear on your face, today there are many heroes gathering, you will expose your true face."

"You must be sent to Tianyin Pavilion for execution!"

There are noisy people clamoring. The three words that pierce the eardrums the most: "Tianyin Pavilion".

Mo Ran didn't expect Hua Binan to bring in Tianyin Pavilion. By chance, did he have any plans?

The Great Heavenly Yin is an ancient sect that has been passed down from the cultivation world for thousands of years. The head of this sect was the descendant of the gods and mortals, and later it was passed down from blood from generation to generation. After generations, although the divine blood of the Lord of Tianyin Pavilion has become thin, it is still very spiritual. Although Tianyin Pavilion does not usually involve the world, just like mortals believe in monks, monks also believe in the justice of Tianyin Pavilion.

It is difficult to overthrow a hundred years of authority, let alone a thousand years. So even if I stepped on the Immortal Lord in my previous life to conquer the world, I would eventually leave a pure land in Tianyin Pavilion. Shi Mei is very smart and it would be best to hand Mo Ran over to Tianyin Pavilion for disposal. No one would dissatisfied the verdict, and no one would dissatisfied the verdict.

The hall was noisy, Mo Ran walked along the carpet embroidered with Du Ruo, walked to the front, and then stood still.

"I……"

The man said only one word, and the crowd suddenly went out. They stared at him, and many people's eyes were hatred and alert.

They waited for his defense and waited for his mistakes. They stretched their necks and prepared to slap up at any time to tear the treacherous demon to pieces.

This person is hard to distinguish between good and evil, and his actions are unpredictable, but he would rather kill him by mistake than let him go. He must-

"I'll take the blame."

It was silent, even quieter than before.

It was like sharpening a knife and trying to fight a big battle. The sound of the golden drum beats the sky, but suddenly I learned that the enemy general had committed suicide in his tent.

Very ridiculous.

"What did he say?"

After a while, someone reacted, but he couldn't believe that the devil confessed so easily, so he whispered to the person beside him: "Did he say he was here to take the crime?"

Mo Ran drooped his eyes and knelt down to face his uncle and aunt, and Xue Meng, who was pale in his face. The shadow of the lights was hazy, reflecting his handsome and thin face.

He really wanted to kill him, but Hua Binan plotted against him so much that he would not let the man feel comfortable and fulfill his wish. Before confessing his sins, he had one more thing to do--

He wants to do his last bit of strength to protect those who will never be able to protect from now on.

So Mo Ran spoke slowly, his voice deep.

"I am indeed full of blood. Because of my personal grudge, I have killed many people. Although I want to repent over the years, my sins are still unforgivable. Chu Wanning also knows this... Today I am in front of you. In addition to expressing my own sins, there is another thing to declare."
To be continued...