The king of Hades who was hunted down by the system

Chapter 50 Jingwei reclamation (please collect! Please recommend!)
"I said you won't go to Xie Yu Palace?"

Mo Rang looked at the boy's slightly trembling hands, and his heart sank, knowing that no matter how hard he tried to persuade him, he couldn't stop him.

He is like a Jingwei, throwing himself into the sea with a sad and empty attitude.

So close to death, but no one can stop him.

"I must go to Xie Yu Palace!"

The young swordsman felt that he could not hear anything, and the fire in his heart burned from Yunzhou to Guiyuanzong.

The division commander there was waiting for him, the sword pool was waiting for him, and even the stone lion in front of the door was waiting for him.

It is not clear whether this feeling is due to obsession or the evil desire of the ghost.

The lights in the room were not very bright, and the shadows of the two of them shone on the bookshelf and the screen respectively, and there was no warm moonlight to look at.

He habitually tapped his knees with his fingertips, which was a posture he often did when thinking. There was a large yellow porcelain osmanthus plate in front of the table, with some golden bergamot hands inside.

Mo Rang looked directly into the young man's dark red eyes, knowing that it was a side effect of his own blood.

"I don't think it's a good idea to go to Xie Yu Palace now."

"I know."

"Then you should also know that we will go to Xie Yu Palace to escape death this time!"

"not us."

The young man smiled lightly, his resolute face suddenly seemed to break through the ice, but there was thicker ice under the ice.

"it's me!"

He corrected Mo Rang, that relieved smile smacked of death, his emerald green wings were infinitely close to the sea of ​​death, and would drown him again.

The sparks of the oil lamp wavered uncomfortably, and the boy spoke again.

"I went to Xie Yu Palace alone to ask for help."

Don't let him become irritable. He knew that the young man was begging for death. He had lived under the red flag all his life. He really couldn't see a life passing away in front of his eyes.

He has compassion, feels guilty, and regrets!

These emotions are not possessed by evil spirits, burning his heart.

He wanted to scold the young man for being stupid. These people from the rivers and lakes have stubborn bricks and stones in their blood, they don't know how to adapt, and they are stubborn.

But he couldn't say these words, because the words were insincere!
"I will knock you out and bring you back to Yuanzong together, so we can make a long-term plan."

"Ah."

The young man shook his head, "Even if I am knocked out, I will come back. Brother Mo, you may not understand. It has been more than ten days since I came out of Guiyuanzong. Many things can happen in more than ten days. Now, I'm not even sure if Gui Yuanzong is still here."

There was some liquid in the boy's eyes, but his face was always pale and cold.

"If I return without success, it will be another ten days. I would rather try the one-in-ten-thousandth possibility, and I don't want to just go back like this!"

"Brother Mo, you are a capable man, but you are not from the rivers and lakes!"

After hearing this, Mo Rang's heart cooled down.

"My brother told me"

The young man seemed to have remembered something, and his tone deliberately imitated another person's speech, as if he was missing something.

"He said that once you start walking in the rivers and lakes, you can never stop. There is nothing good in the rivers and lakes. It's just a group of stubborn people together, forcing each other to admit themselves."

"I think he's right, because I'm also a stubborn person."

The boy walked to the window and picked up a pair of copper-yellow scissors. The red silk thread was wrapped around the scissors.Mo Rang kept silent, watching the young man cut off the charred lead wire of the oil lamp with scissors, the flame stabilized again, burning timidly, only one third of the oil in the lamp was left.

No one spoke again, and the air was deathly silent.

"I will go to Xie Yu Palace with you!"

"No need. Brother Mo, you take Junior Sister Lu and leave first. I will go find you later."

Mo Rang frowned, "If you accept me as your eldest brother, I will help you within the scope of my ability! I will definitely help you with Guiyuan Sect matters!"

There was no trace of gentle emotion on his face, Cai Lan's dark red eyes flashed a hint of madness, but quickly suppressed it.

"I can't help you. Brother Mo, the fire in Liangjie Village is your greatest strength right now, but do you know what is going to destroy our Guiyuanzong?"

Cai Lan anxiously paced the room, looking very irritable.

"I didn't know it before, but after I came out of Liangjie Village, I knew it!! I was a weak person who was protected by the master! I didn't do anything when my brother was killed by the evil spirit !!"

His volume increased, and the boy's voice, which was still changing, was a little sharp.

"Those are ghosts—!!"

The boy felt that his words and deeds were too aggressive, he held his wrists and sat back on the stool in a daze, muttering something like "evil ghost" in his mouth, looking lost.

——Since it was a group of evil spirits attacking them, there must be a shadow of the ghost king behind them.

Mo Rang is well aware of the rules of hell. He is the master of hell. Now that he senses the power behind him, he knows that he can't beat the group of forces that invaded Gui Yuanzong.

He knocked on the table and made a thick "duk-duk" sound. After he tapped his index finger twice, he frowned and raised his hand to pour himself a cup of tea. .

"If you go to Xie Yu Palace, can they do something about it?"

"Xie Yu Palace comes from the ancient sect of cultivation, and its Xie Yu Lian Tian Pavilion has countless books, so there must be a way to resist it"

Nodding his head, he didn't say anything more, the Hades Token and a "trapped beast" in his arms were enough for him to snatch back the youth's soul at an extremely critical moment, enough for him to make full preparations for the worst.He didn't realize it himself, and he despised death more and more.

"Then go. The premise is that if you bring me along, my abilities can help a little."

The young man raised his head and looked at Mo Rang, knowing that he was as determined as himself at this moment, and his long brows were furrowed like a sword.

"it is good."

"Leave now, there is no time."

The young man hastily left with his fists in his arms, leaving Mo Rang with a lonely back and the crisp sound of the threshold.

Mo Rang Mosuo at the back was holding the jackdaw on his knee, the moonlight by the window was so cold that it made people panic.

"Don't I look like a charlatan..."

"I really am not."

He tilted his head, feeling a burst of sadness, not knowing whether it was for himself or for the boy.

His pale hand had distinct joints, and he struck the cold long knife. The sound of the knife was "clank", and he hummed softly, his voice almost being scattered by the moonlight like a knife.

"If you have something in your heart, you have nothing to ask the sky.

My mind is in my chest, teach me how to sleep peacefully
I am facing the empty mountain alone, my eyebrows are even more unfurled

My soul is wandering, alone like the remaining smoke from Xiuxiu

Thinking of the past, I shed tears like beads.

Only the empty mountain rains down for me.

My tears are like rain, rain is like crystal swords

The arrow breaks, the pearl sinks, and melts into a mountain stream

How many sorrows and resentments do people always have

Grudges turn into tears, and tears turn into rivers! !
Tears and rain merge into the sea today, and the rising sea will submerge Chi County

The tired Jingwei tried his best to fill it up.

Ah, Jingwei!
Although you will die, you will not be able to fulfill your wish."

The "clank" sound of the knife gradually subsided, only the gloomy singing still echoed, and the sorrow at the end of the song seemed to break through the world.

Mo Rang heard the knock on the door, put his finger down from the jackdaw, and turned the song into a chant——

——"Jingwei, although you will die forever, you will not be able to fulfill your wish."

　Here is a cute silly bird, today is a very strong Monday!Unable to suppress my excitement, I clicked on the data.
　　I:
　　Mo Rang: I am ashamed of this silly bird.

　　I beg the big guys to give it a favorite!Thank you!
　　The last part of the article is "Spiritual Rain in the Kongshan Mountain". I read it when I was borrowing books in junior high school.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)