The films in the yin and yang realms are no longer as stable as those in ancient times. Small breaks and small leaks are common and will not cause great panic among the monks.

However, at this moment, a blood pupil ran across the sky, and in an instant, the world changed in color, and sand and stones flew.

It was a huge crack in the sky that happened once in a century!

No one of the people present had ever experienced such a disaster without any scattered disasters. Therefore, whether it was Li Wuxin, who was bearded and white-headed, or Xue Zhengyong, who was in the battlefield of the hundred classics, the Confucian style sect in the upper world of cultivation, or the top of life and death in the lower world of cultivation, thousands of people were shocked and didn't know how to deal with it.

Mo Ran felt even more like being killed by thunder. A strong smell of blood seemed to pounce from his previous life, grinding his teeth and sucking blood, and killing people like numb-

It's this sky split!

In his previous life, Shi Mei died in this sky split. At that time, he and Chu Wanning made up for the barrier, but because of his lack of spiritual power, he was rebuked by the ten thousand ghosts who flocked out and fell from the sky...

But that was clearly what should have happened three years later! Mo Ran remembered that snowy night so clearly. New Year's Eve, the air was still filled with a faint smell of gunpowder, and there were still tiny red firecrackers on the snow. He just watched the New Year with everyone the night before and drank Tu Su wine.

Mo Ran drank a little drunk and raised his eyes.

Under the warm candle, Shi Mei's eyes seemed to be filled with spring water. No matter from which angle, they were all affectionate.

The top of life and death is so lively, with toasts and laughter.

At that time, he thought that this was really great. Even if he didn't disturb the person he liked, it would be good to watch from afar and accompany him for the rest of his life.

The banquet ended, and the disciples returned home together. He and Shi Mei fought back to Meng Potang. The ground was covered with frost and snow. When he saw Shi Mei a little cold, he took off his outer robe and put it on the other person's shoulder without saying a word. With the slightest drunkenness, he looked at him carefully.

The beauty is like new snow, bright and cannot be salivated.

"Aran."

"Um."

"You've drunk a little more today."

"Haha, is there any?" Mo Ran laughed, and after a short while, he suddenly couldn't laugh.

Shi Mei gently held his face with a cold hands, and his hot cheeks became even hotter. Mo Ran opened his eyes wide and trembled a little at that moment.

Shi Mei smiled and said to him: "Why didn't you? Look at you, three cups of hot wine fell into your throat and your face turned red."

"Yes, it's hot."

Mo Ran scratched his head clumsyly, but his face became more and more feverish.

He was so satisfied at that time. He liked someone without getting it and did not dare to think about it.

The man just touched his face, and he felt that God was treating him well, so he couldn't say more, and he was stunned.

The dark and warm eyes were filled with surprise and gratitude.

The two of them left before their bedtime. When Shi Mei left in his clothes, he turned his face to smile at him again against the shimmering snow light on the ground.

"Aran."

He was about to leave, but when he heard this, he looked like a top. Cang Cang turned around in panic, fearing that he would miss something.

"Here, I'm here!"

"Thank you for your clothes."

"Nothing! I'm hot anyway!"

"And it." Shi Mei's eyes became gentler, almost making the warmth of the long winter, "Aran, actually I..."

Bang.

A firework exploded in the distance.

Mo Ran didn't hear what he said clearly, or maybe Shi Mei didn't say anything further at that time.

When the surroundings became quiet, Shi Mei had already pushed open the door of his sleeping residence.

Mo Ran was anxious and hurriedly wanted to stop him: "Wait, what did you say just now?"

But the other party was so rare that he played tricks on him and blinked: "Just say good things once."

"Shi Mei——"

But the captivating person still did not fulfill Mo Ran's wish, leaving only half of his beautiful face exposed under the warm curtain.

There is also a smile that Mo Ran can never forget for the rest of his life.

"It's getting late, I'm going to go to bed. I wake up tomorrow morning, and if I still want to tell you."

He paused, his soft eyelashes drooped like mimosa.

"I'll tell you again..."

Unexpectedly, the sky crack and dawn came one after another.

Mo Ran still didn't wait for Shi Mei's words. His softest old dream in his life was dyed scarlet.

How many times he dreamed of midnight, he still remembered Shi Mei's smiling face half-rolled in the warm curtain. It was so beautiful and gentle. He didn't know if it was his illusion, and even felt that it was infinitely affectionate.

He continued his long dream for the rest of his life after pain.

In the dream, Shimei said he liked him. He woke up with a smile, very happy, even so happy that he forgot that Shimei died and forgot that the past was so fast that he could not look back.

He just smiled happily, thinking that from now on, he would make something good for his beloved. Such an important thing is worth worrying about.

But always, as I smile, tears roll.

He buried his face in his palm.

If it was scattered in the wind on New Year's Eve that year, he would never know it again.

The clouds of thousands of miles are broken, and the hell of the infinite will be opened.

Countless evil spirits rushed out of the cracks, like thousands of troops siege the city. The screams around him suddenly shocked Mo Ran from his memories.

He was almost crazy, shouting anxiously among the crowd of people who were chaotic and turbulent, and searching for it in a sad way—

"Shimei!!"

"Teacher Mai—!!Teacher Mingjing!!"

"Where are you? Where are you?"

I don’t know why the sky split suddenly became ahead of schedule three years later.

I don't know if I can protect you now.

But I can't see you get hurt again, I can't see you die again...

Please live...

It’s because I’m not strong enough to protect you immediately, it’s because I’m too stupid and didn’t think about everything carefully, where are you...

"Aran..."

As the weapons overlapped, a vague sound suddenly came.

"Shimei!!"

He saw him, beside Xue Meng, he was using the water spirit as a screen to block the evil ghost souls that were rushing to death. Mo Ran ran towards him almost regardless of the situation, his voice choked and his eyes were red.

"Dog guy, come and help me!" Xue Meng took one as one, but the tide of corpse was endless like flowing water. Sweat gradually oozing out of his forehead, and his silver teeth were bitten, "Come on!"

Why did he say anything again? Mo Ran jumped up, and a red light flashed by, and he was called to him when he saw the ghost.

With his hands rising and falling vines, a row of ghosts in front of him were scattered by Shenwu, and their souls were shattered into powder in an instant. Mo Ran turned his head and shouted to Shimei: "Don't go far, come behind me!"

"I want to help Master..."

"Don't go over!!!" Mo Ran was almost terrified when he heard this!

He must not let Shi Mei get close to Chu Wanning in this melee.

The pictures of the previous life are constantly blending and overlapping with the scene in front of you.

——The same sentence was the same back then.

"I want to help Master..."

"Okay, come over quickly, Master will be safer. Don't leave him and let him protect you."

How ridiculous...

Let him protect you.

Chu Wanning, Chu Wanning, Mo Ran had done everything, but forgot that person was Chu Wanning!

Ruthless and unrighteous, extremely cold-blooded.

The people of the world are full of hearts and minds, but they don’t care if their disciple dies!

"Don't go to his place! He can handle it himself!"

The overlap of two lives made his scalp numb, Mo Ran’s eyes were red, and he shouted angrily to the master, “Don’t leave anywhere, stay!”

"But just now, Master's magic power was so much..."

"I can't die! Pay attention to yourself!"

He said, his eyebrows and eyes slapped at the zombie rolling in. In an instant, blood and flesh flew everywhere, and his mind splattered everywhere.
To be continued...