However, the tragedy happened and it happened.

No matter how painful or crazy Mo Qingshan is, it is impossible to save Baili Liuyin's life.

And this world full of holes and on the verge of collapse is the sin left by Mo Qingshan after his madness.

Mo Qingshan closed his eyes and turned his head to look in the direction where the seventh-level ghoul had just disappeared.

His voice became weak and light: "The ghoul is going to attack your people, aren't you worried?"

Mu Yan shook his head: "I have never been worried."

She looked at Mo Qingshan quietly, with a shallow curve on the corner of her mouth, and her originally cold face became extremely gentle in an instant.

"Mo Qingshan, I am different from you. Even though the third senior brother failed to release the demon army in time, even if the seventh-level ghoul swallowed your Rakshasa heart, the strength of my heart increased greatly, even if my divine power is exhausted now and I have not yet fought with the seventh-level ghoul, I have never been worried. Do you know why?"

Mo Qingshan looked back at her, and suddenly the tip of his eyebrows twitched slightly.

He turned his head suddenly to look at the battlefield.

The seventh-level ghoul had already landed above the battlefield at this time.

However, before it could attack, a black rope suddenly flew out from the Gate of the Sky, wrapped it in a handful of the seventh-level ghoul, put it on its neck, and hung it up.

Mo Qingshan was stunned for a long time before turning to look at Mu Yan, his expression indescribable.

It seems sad and happy, it seems guilty and relieved.

"It's Di Mingjue."

Mu Yan smiled and said, "Yes, from beginning to end, I know that my lover is by my side. He has never given up on fighting, and I will not give up on fighting either. When he fell into a desperate situation, he believed that I would support the sky. When I was surrounded by enemies, I also firmly believed that he would wake up, protect me, and protect our home."

"Mo Qingshan..." She looked at the man opposite and said word by word, "I said, we are different. You are different from Di Mingjue, and I am different from Bai Liuliuyin."

"If Di Mingjue was you, he would believe that I would definitely return to him. Even if he couldn't bear to part, he would try his best to come to me, instead of hurting the people I care about, and even performing such a childish move as destroying the world."

"And I am not Baili Liuyin. If I were Baili Liuyin, I would definitely find a better way to solve the difficulties, rather than using my own life to exchange for the pain and guilt of my lover for the rest of his life. In the worst case, it would be better to drag him to live and die with me than to keep you like a disaster in the world and to harm the world."

"Aren't husband and wife supposed to support each other, trust each other, and rely on each other? If you don't even have the most basic trust, how can you talk about deep affection and love?"

It's stuck!

There are a few more cracks in the heart of Rakshasa.

Mo Qingshan's figure is also a little more illusory.

Even though he was already ready to lose his soul, he could not help but feel pain and anger when he heard these heart-wrenching words, and still wanted to refute.

But scenes from thousands of years ago appeared in my mind, and compared with everything that happened under the disaster today.

Mo Qingshan has to admit that Jun Muyan is right.

The situation he and Baili Liuyin were far less desperate than Jun Muyan and Di Mingjue.

But they failed to withstand the test, so he lost his voice and lost his humanity.

On the other hand, Jun Muyan.

Seeing her closeest relatives and loved ones die, facing the dilapidated world, she survived step by step.
Chapter completed!