I adopted my grandfather

Mo Li turned into thousands of stars in Qing Yuan's hands.The starbursts spread out in the hall, turning into dots of flowing gold. They avoided the pursuit of the black mist, gathered in the sky above the hall, and transformed into a figure again.His expression was somewhat similar to Mo Li's, but his appearance was completely different. It was Mo Xiaofeng.

When Mo Xiaofeng opened his eyes, he saw a golden sword light flying over, cutting off the demon's arm, but the person who had turned into nothingness could never come back—this should be Mo Xiaofeng. The last image seen by Li's remaining bit of consciousness.

Immediately afterwards, the hall collapsed like a mirage, and the walls, beams and pillars, the Demon Lord Utan, and the monks and demon soldiers who fought hard, all disappeared without a trace in an instant.Everything around him was swallowed up by the darkness, leaving only Mo Xiaofeng hanging alone in the void, with a dome like ink above his head and an unpredictable abyss beneath his feet.

It seemed that the pain from being cut off by the big iron hoop still remained on the neck, Mo Xiaofeng touched his neck with lingering fear.

Is that snake demon named Mo Li his previous life?There was no need for anyone to answer him, Mo Xiaofeng was sure in his heart, yes.

All the experiences in that body can evoke the trembling deep in his memory, including those pains that go deep into the bone marrow.

Closing my eyes, I suddenly had the urge to laugh. I thought this relationship had ended in the previous life, but unexpectedly it continued into this life.

Youtan... Yujing...

Mo Li... Mo Xiaofeng...

In this life, I met him again, and fell in love with him again!

No wonder Buddhists call this "samsara", it really seems to have fallen into a vicious circle that can't get rid of it.

"How is it? It is said that life is like a big dream, how do you feel when you wake up from this dream?" Huan Meng appeared in front of him at some point, and said with a sinister smile.

Mo Xiaofeng hadn't calmed down from his disturbed mood yet, he just looked at him fixedly and didn't speak.

"You are really pitiful. You can't get rid of that person regardless of your past or present life. Although people's past and past events are wiped out after reincarnation, it is impossible to leave no trace of the pain of those experiences, so you should know that the passage I gave you memory, without any falsification."

Mo Xiaofeng clenched his hands tightly: "You are already dead, why don't you want to die peacefully? Why do you want me to know this?"

"To make you feel bad." Huanmeng admired the expression on Mo Xiaofeng's face almost obsessively, "You should be very clear in your heart that the demon world hates you far more than those Xuanmen monks! Without your betrayal, 1000 years We could have won the previous battle of the mysterious demons, the Three Realms should have knelt at the feet of my Demon Realm long ago!"

He suddenly raised his voice, his expression became extremely ferocious, and his eyes staring at Mo Xiaofeng seemed to burst into flames: "But because of your rebellion, His Majesty the Demon King failed in the robbery, and the Demon Realm was completely defeated! We were sealed in a cold and dark place for a thousand years! When we were tortured by hatred day and night, you turned around, forgot everything, and lived like a blank sheet of paper. How could it be so cheap in the world thing!"

Mo Xiaofeng tried his best to look calm: "Even if you remind me, so what? I am Mo Xiaofeng, not Mo Li."

"Really? But there is no difference in your thoughts towards Youtan!" Huanmeng laughed, "Let's take a guess. Did Youtan come to you to make up for the guilt towards Moli? Use him again? You won't be so foolish as to think he's here for you, Mo Xiaofeng, will you?"

As if on purpose, he bit the word "Mo Xiaofeng" very hard.

Mo Xiaofeng gasped, this fantasy not only could manipulate dreams, but also was good at manipulating people's hearts, it hit his vitals right away.

Of course he would not think that Yu Jing appeared for no reason.After all, before this, he was rarely favored by the god of fate.The early death of his parents, the prevarication and disgust of his relatives, the unfortunate death of his best friend, and the betrayal of his self-confident master made him feel that there must be a bad star on his head, shining brightly all the time.

Then Yujing appeared, the unique real soul in heaven and earth, extremely powerful, like a patron saint who will always appear by his side when needed, although he always has a cold face and speaks mercilessly, but Every time Mo Xiaofeng thought about it, he still felt flattered.

While he attributed all this to protecting Youyou, he couldn't help being complacent and thinking about it in his heart.Every move of Yujing was pondered over and over again by him, and many meanings were attached to it, and then he fell into it unknowingly.Now that all the past has been unsealed, his previous wild thoughts have finally become a self-deceiving joke!

The arrival of Yujing is both for him and not for him.Because there is a soul behind him, who is looking at Yujing from a distance of thousands of years.

He is just the shadow cast by that person, and all kinds of conjectures are just self-indulgent.

Mo Xiaofeng wanted to pretend not to care, but he couldn't control his pale face.

Huanmeng knew that her words had worked, and became more and more proud: "I really don't understand you. You have already died for him once in the previous life, and you broke into the devil world because of him in this life. Do you still want to lose your life again? He doesn't love ink. Li, will not love you, no matter how much you pay for him, the result will be the same!"

Are the results all the same?Mo Xiaofeng let go of his clenched hands suddenly, smiled suddenly, and asked back: "Then what do you think I should do? Just leave the devil world, find a place to hide and ignore his life or death, thinking over and over again that he has something to do." How sorry I am, how sorry Mo Li, and then obediently wait until the day when the Demon Lord is resurrected and the three realms are leveled, can everything be settled?"

He paused, and then continued, "You have repeatedly persuaded me not to save Youtan, inside and outside the words, does it mean that he is in crisis now, so even if you die, you must try to stop me, because Am I the key to saving him?"

Fanmeng's face changed.

Mo Xiaofeng shook his head: "At first, I thought that you Demon Realm always lost and lost because your body made of evil spirits has no brains, so you always do stupid things. Now I realize that it's actually because your eyelids are too shallow , I can only see this bit of grievance in my eyes."

He sneered, his eyes were as clear as water and as sharp as a knife: "You underestimated Mo Li! You underestimated me too! Mo Li went to death not only for You Tan; Jing! He is indeed very important in my heart, but I still have something more important than him in my heart. Therefore, no matter how he treats me, I will never give up, you just die of this heart!"

Having said that, he jumped up, threw Huanmeng on the ground, put his elbow on his neck, and said, "Let me out!"

Huanmeng was restrained by him, but there was no panic on his face. Instead, he smiled: "This is just a lingering thought of mine. How can you catch it? Since you are obsessed with your obsession, stay here forever."

His body turned into a wisp of black smoke, spreading from under Mo Xiaofeng's body.Mo Xiaofeng stretched out his hand and grabbed a few times in the air, but he couldn't catch any strands.

He heard the taunting laughter of fantasy from the void: You think too highly of yourself, you can't save him, you can't save yourself, you can't save anyone...

The sound reverberated endlessly in the darkness, circling over and over again, until it disappeared after a long time.

Mo Xiaofeng was worried.

How can I get out of here?It was Yu Jing who took him away from here last time, but now Yu Jing is afraid that he is already in danger.Thinking of Yujing, I felt an unexpected pain in my heart.He shook his head, putting these troubled emotions behind him - now is not the time for him to feel sorry for himself!

Trying to calm his mind, he began to try ways to get out of here.However, the wit that he was always proud of didn't help this time. He tried all the methods he could think of, but he was still trapped in the dream and couldn't get out.

Disappointment and anxiety drained his patience and turned his mind into a mess. He could only calm himself down by walking.

He didn't remember how long he had walked in the darkness, he only knew that the end of the darkness was still a desperate darkness.He didn't stop his hopeless trek until his feet gave way on the flat ground and he fell to the ground.

He turned over and let himself lie on his back, staring unblinkingly at the black dome.

After an unknown amount of time, one tear flowed from the corner of his eye, then two, three...

He raised his hand suddenly, covering his eyes with his arm.

You think too highly of yourself, you can't save him, you can't save yourself, you can't save anyone!

Huanmeng's words before his death reappeared in his ears very clearly, Mo Xiaofeng finally couldn't control himself, and started crying.

At first, she was still sobbing suppressedly, but then she remembered that there was no other person here, so she simply cried indulgently.

What Huanmeng said was right, he thought highly of himself, but in fact he couldn't save anyone!He couldn't even leave this dreamland!

And what tortured him more than this frustration was fear!He was afraid, because he was stuck here for so long, and Yu Jing didn't show up!He knew in his heart that as long as Yujing could come, he would definitely come; if he couldn't, then it would be...

He cried heartily for quite a while before venting out the emotions accumulated during this time.When all kinds of complicated emotions flowed out together with the tears, the mind became clear again.

No, it's not time to despair!

He only tried to hurt himself in the dream, but what would happen if he died in the dream?

In reality, will Mo Xiaofeng die along with him, or will he come to the end of his dream and wake up instead?

The risk is great, but the profit is considerable, so you might as well give it a try.

What's important is that he can't wait any longer, the fate of his companions is uncertain, and the person he desperately wants to save is in danger!

He can only take the risk!And he has always been a person who is ruthless to himself!

Thinking of this, he pulled out the guide stick almost without hesitation, and lightly stroked the tip of the stick with his fingers, and the pure steel spirit covering the stick turned into a spike along with his movements.

He closed his eyes, reversed the head of the club, aimed at his heart, and stabbed hard!

The author has something to say:

I turned on the computer in the morning, and then started Calvin. Until now, I finally had some ideas, so I quickly wrote them down.

This text was originally planned to be 30 words, but I wrote almost 35 words without knowing it, and there are still two major plots that have not been finished.Make a big wish, and it must be done before Double Eleven!