Don't ask before

"It's time, let's get started, Sanskrit."

On the altar, Lord "Lin Mo", that is, Serafi, after provoking the real Lin Mo in the void, raised his watch, looked at the time, and said.

At this time, the pointer is almost pointing to twelve o'clock.

This day, and the next moment, is a rare astronomical phenomenon. When the seven stars are connected, the seven planets in the solar system are about to move to a certain narrow angle.At that time, he will be able to use the most power of the stars.

However, the seven planets are moving to the other side of the sun at this time, so humans on the earth cannot see this astronomical phenomenon with the naked eye.

"Can Lin Mo really come back?" Fan Jingwen didn't believe his words at all, but he had no other way.

He tried all his methods, but he couldn't even find Lin Mo anywhere. He really had no other way except to believe in the evil spirit occupying Lin Mo's body in front of him.

"Don't worry, I won't lie to you." Serafi looked up again and laughed.

In the void, Lin Mo was angry, very angry, huge thunderballs smashed on the space barrier one by one, and the whole space was shaking.

"Let's get started." Sairafi said again.

He looked at Sanskrit, but didn't seem to be looking at him, he just looked at that person through his figure, that person he loved, hated, sweetened, and quarreled with, he was willing to bear the burden of killing and betrayal, and finally died no regrets.

But he didn't expect that the fool, Oled, would choose to trap himself in eternal reincarnation, using long years of endless despair and loneliness to slowly bring him back to life.

After he regained his strength and memory, he found that he could not cut off the thread of fate, unable to pull Ored out of endless reincarnations, and could only sit and watch Ored slowly lose his life in each reincarnation. Strength, memory is gradually lost, and even the soul is slowly annihilated.

Because Ored sacrificed part of his soul and power to the goddess' tears, as long as this gem is not destroyed, he cannot stop this endless road of reincarnation.

Unless, Serafi can destroy this gem, release the soul and power of Ored, and cut off this thread of fate.

As the priest of the goddess of life, or as the priest of the god of life, Seraphim has no choice but to take this gem.Later, he finally thought of a way. He separated a fragment of the soul, sent him into reincarnation, made him an ordinary human, sent him to Fanjingwen, and sent him into this world. inside a gem.

Come on, Lin Mo, let us once again prove to our dear goddess that in the face of human obsession, the power of any god is ridiculous, even if it is the thread of fate, we can tear it off.

Fan Jingwen glanced at him, smiled wryly, and said nothing more.

He picked up the dagger and pressed it down. In an instant, blood flowed down his wrist, flowing down continuously, and the lines carved on the altar were lit up section by section.

"Carlos, are you ready?" Serafi asked another person on the altar.

"I'm ready, my lord." Carlos lay down in the middle of the altar.

Serafi raised the miracle scepter and chanted softly.

His voice carried a strange rhythm, and as he chanted, the stars began to twinkle in the starry sky, as if they were responding to his prayers.

In the sky, it was originally the scorching sun, but with his singing, the situation began to change color.

In the sea, the wind and waves were originally calm, but with his singing, the waves began to turbulent.

On the altar, there was originally a gentle breeze, but with his singing, the wind began to strengthen.

As he lost too much blood, Sanskrit's consciousness became more and more blurred.

In a trance, he seemed to see the red gem that he gave Lin Mo as a gift, and finally fell into the hands of the evil ghost, floating into the air inexplicably, and began to rise higher and higher.

Lin Mo smashed the thunderball, but he still couldn't tear the space barrier.

Below, Fan Jingwen fell to the ground, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.

The more this time, the more you can't panic.He tried to warn himself, but found it really hard to do.

Because caring makes chaos.The person he cares about is lying on the ground, life and death are uncertain, it is really difficult for him to calm down.

But even if it can't be done, it must be done.

Lin Mo took several deep breaths, trying to calm himself down.

When he was able to think normally, he finally discovered the problem.This is not a reality, but an illusion. He has been attacking the illusion, and it will definitely not work.

When he thought it was an illusion, the scenery in front of him changed again.

Ored on his right disappeared, the mountains in front of him disappeared, everything disappeared, even his body, oh, Xiaobai's body also disappeared.

He is just a ball of light now, floating in the void, bloody everywhere, countless bloody wrapped him in the middle.

Through the blood, he saw the Sanskrit inscription on the altar, and he had lost consciousness.

"No!" he cried out in pain, "no..."

No, Sanjingwen, I haven't had time to say, I love you!

Although Xiaobai's body is gone, the spells he has learned still remain in his memory.

At this time, he couldn't care about anything, and chanted the most powerful spell he knew.The more powerful moves, the longer the singing time, and of course, the greater the cost.

However, even if the price is too high for him to pay, he doesn't care.

"There!" While he was singing, a familiar voice sounded in his ear.

Lin Mo saw a dot flashing in front of him, and without the slightest hesitation, he struck the dot with a "Thunderbolt".

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Tony stood under the altar and looked at the sky. The sky was covered with dark clouds. Layers of dark clouds moved from a distance and pressed down. The sky seemed to be crushed. He looked at the phone again. .

A red warning message was pushed on the mobile phone. Typhoon No. [-] suddenly changed its direction and will land on Bar Island within six hours. The government of Bar Island reminded tourists who are playing outside and citizens working outside to quickly find a strong shelter nearby. , so as not to cause personal safety and property damage.

Tony looked at the sky worriedly again, and raised his foot to go up.

At this time, people from the Fan family blocked his way.

"No one can go up." The leader of the Fan family, the one named Zuo Ji, said to him with a cold face.

"Things are not right." Tony was very disturbed, but he didn't know what he was disturbed about.

The mobile phone beeped, and another push message came, which was still a red warning message. The once-in-a-century typhoon was about to land on Bar Island. The Bar Island government once again reminded tourists and citizens to find shelters quickly.

Tony handed the phone to Zuo Ji's eyes, motioning him to read the warning message.

"The order I got is that no one can go up, so as not to disrupt the whole ceremony." Zuo Ji glanced at Tony's cell phone, turned his head to look at the sky, and said again.

"It's really not right, look..."

While they were arguing, there was a rumbling thunder in the sky, and then, with a thunderous roar that could shatter the sky, a hole in the sky seemed to be torn open by a pair of giant hands, and countless lightning bolts rushed from that hole Next, they staggered and struck each other in mid-air, splashing sparks all over the sky.

From their point of view, the lightning seemed to explode right in the middle of the altar.

Seeing this situation, Zuo Ji couldn't stay any longer, and walked up with someone.

Lin Mo exhausted all his mana and threw out the "Thunderbolt".

After throwing it away, he only felt that his eyes went dark, and all the strength in his body seemed to be taken away.

He slowed down and tried to look ahead. He saw countless lightning strikes at that point. Slowly, the red cage in front of him began to shatter piece by piece, and countless pieces flew into the air.

Soon, Lin Mo found himself floating in mid-air. He was dazed for a few seconds, and then felt a huge attraction, dragging him down.

On the altar, Serafi was holding the Miracle Scepter, looking up at him. There was already a strong wind around Serafi, but he seemed to be standing in the eye of the wind, not even a single hair was messed up.

Bastard, that's his body, what the hell did that bastard Serafi do with his body?

Lin Mo descended rapidly with anger, and the moment he rushed into his body, he felt a light leave his body and began to float upwards.

In the sky, a large group of light greeted him, and finally enveloped the group of light that left his body.

"Sarafi, we finally meet again." Lin Mo sighed when he heard the voice that reminded him just now, it was a sigh of joy.

"Oled..." The voice must be that idiot Serafi.

"Hehe, there is a guy who has been scolding me. It seems that it is necessary to let him know that he has to pay a price for scolding me." The ball of light dancing like a flame in the sky snorted coldly and said.

"Serafi, do you need to worry about your own soul?" After hearing what he said, Aured felt helpless and had a headache.

"Do you have an opinion? Have you fallen in love with him?"

"No, I don't have any opinions, you like it, you can do whatever you want."

"Hehehe... just wait and see the good show."

Their voices became farther and farther away, and Lin Mo finally lost consciousness.

When he woke up, he was already in the hospital.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Miss Lin Yan standing beside his bed with a worried face.

"Lin Mo." Seeing him wake up, Lin Yan couldn't help crying.

"Don't cry, I'm fine." Lin Mo comforted her for a while before asking her, "Where's Fan Jingwen?"

"He's not awake yet."

Fan Jingwen lost a lot of blood, and was ravaged by the typhoon's violent wind and rain for several hours. After being hospitalized for a few days, he still had a high fever and was unconscious. , At this time, the fever subsided, but the person hadn't woken up yet.

Lin Mo, on the other hand, didn't suffer any injuries. It was only because he used a big move at the end that he was so exhausted that he passed out. The hospital checked for a long time, but he couldn't find out what was wrong with him. The final conclusion was that he was too tired. I need to sleep, now I wake up and I'm fine.

Lin Mo knew that Sanskrit hadn't woken up yet, so he couldn't stay any longer and wanted to see him.

Zuo Ji didn't like him, but Xiangbo liked him very much, so he didn't have to put in much effort to get disinfected, put on his clothes, and entered the intensive care unit.

"Fanjingwen..." Lin Mo sat beside him, holding his hand, repeating.

Zuo Ji opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but Xiangbo glanced at him and closed his mouth again.

Lin Mo didn't know how long he chanted, Fan Jingwen finally moved, and slowly opened his eyes.

"Fanjingwen!" Seeing him open his eyes, Lin Mo exclaimed in surprise.

"Master, you're awake." Zuo Ji and Xiang Bo were also very pleasantly surprised. Even Zuo Ji, because his young master woke up, felt less displeased with Lin Mo.

Fan Jingwen seemed a little confused at first, he glanced at Lin Mo, Zuo Ji and Xiang Bo, and finally came to his senses.

Then, he glanced at Lin Mo again and became suspicious again.

"Excuse me, who are you?" He asked softly, his voice a little hoarse, his expression a little cold, and he wanted to pull out the right hand held by Lin Mo while asking.

"Fan Jingwen, are you joking? Stop playing, this joke is not funny at all." Lin Mo never expected that he had gone to great lengths to return to Fan Jingwen's side, before he had time to face Fan Jingwen. Wen said he loved him, but Fan Jingwen actually asked who he was?

This joke is really not funny at all.