"I owe you for many years this kneeling."

Mo Liangcheng's voice was a little hoarse. When facing Mo Hao, he could still confess his guilt, but in front of these deceased, he wanted to speak in silence. Because he knew that his debts to them were useless to apologize. He could only kneel here, accept their contempt, and wait for their defeat.

Mo Qianlong stood beside her, not disturbing them. According to this kind of conversation, there shouldn't be outsiders present, but both parties trusted her and acquiesced to let her witness.

Someone finally spoke in the dead soul.

"We have already understood your purpose. You want to ask for our forgiveness, and then you can completely draw a line with us and be with your girlfriend peacefully, right?"

The first question is so sharp.

"No...no!" Mo Liangcheng raised his head firmly, and when he touched their eyes, his momentum became weaker. "To be at ease, I probably will never be at ease in this life. But I will use the rest of my life... to atone for the mistakes I have made until the end of my life."

"Do you want to atone for your sins?" The dead souls quickly whispered, and after a while, one of them sneered, "Okay, we will give you this opportunity!"

"Your master has already suffered the consequences, and his accomplices were all dead back then. Our revenge was almost done. There is nothing wrong with giving you a way out, but there is still one person left. We will never forget or forgive. As long as he lives, it will be difficult to relieve the hatred in our hearts..."

Mo Liangcheng's heart suddenly became cold. He thought he had guessed who they were...

Sure enough, the dead soul immediately said: "If you go and kill your good brother Luo Dixing for us, everyone here will forgive you and let you live your rest of your life with peace of mind."

The temperature in the church dropped a lot at some point, which made Mo Liangcheng's heart feel like it was soaked in ice water. As the cold air surged, a knife was thrown across the opposite side, and a "clang" sound was hitting him.

The sharp edge of the blade reflected Mo Liangcheng's pale face, but his lost pupils also regained the focus at this moment.

Perhaps it is precisely because the answer is too clear in his mind that there is no need to consider it at all.

"I admit that he is indeed unforgivable to you, but he is still my brother. I will not let my brother bear the responsibility alone to get rid of myself. I will pay the debts he owes with him. I will repay him for my whole life, because his sect will eventually arise because of me..."

The deceased seemed to have expected his answer, and an old woman quickly responded: "If you want to obtain our forgiveness, either kill Luo Dixing or leave Jiang Xiaoli?"

Mo Liangcheng was stunned: "What does this have to do with Li?"

"Have you never considered it?" the old woman laughed strangely, "The evil you have committed will follow you for the rest of your life. Jiang Xiaoli married you to want her to become Z-rao's wife. If you have children in the future, you want children to become Z-rao's descendants, and live forever with him and criticize and give me some advice... Why do you want them to spend your whole life paying for your mistakes?"

What Mo Liangcheng thought of Su Shi'an at this moment was because his father was Z, and he lived in a huge shadow for so many years, and he still had to sneak a girlfriend. If his children in the future also need to face such a situation-

No... there was a trance in my heart, and the next moment Mo Liangcheng shook his head hard again. He could not push her away by wishful thinking "for Li Hao", which also deprived her of the right to choose.

This issue is indeed something to be discussed, but it should not be a conversation with the dead, but it should be a conversation with him. If Li cannot accept his past, he will let her go. But if Li is willing to bear it with him... then he will never let her go again for the rest of his life.

"...Thank you for your reminder." Mo Liangcheng took a deep breath, "But our family will overcome these things together. Besides, after I get married, I will not stop redeeming Z. I don't know how to make me lose Li, what does it have to do with whether I can get forgiveness?"

"Don't you understand?" Another younger female disciple made a break. "What we can accept is you who have a lifetime of slack, but you who have a perfect family."

This sentence was like pouring a scoop of hot oil into a pot, and the dead were immediately boiling. You complained with each other, most of us could have a perfect family, and it was you who deprived us of our right to enjoy happiness. Why can you, the murderer, still have happiness? How can we forgive us when we see you live so well?

Mo Liangcheng was silent. If all the souls wanted was that he was "not worthy of happiness", he really didn't know how to respond.

After a while, an old Taoist priest with white eyebrows and white beards coughed twice and spoke slowly again:

"Forget it, forgot, we are all buried. They are still young and have a long life in the future. It is a bit domineering to let him keep a spirit for us all his life. Why not, let us take a step back and you can marry your Jiang Xiaoli, but we still have one condition-"

A cluster of light suddenly ignited in Mo Liangcheng's eyes. The old Taoist priest stroked the white beard that fell in front of him and looked at him meaningfully.

"Our incense heritage has been broken... In the future, your first child will follow my surname and continue the incense for me."

"This..." Mo Liangcheng was confused again. The conditions offered by these dead souls were really more tricky than the other...

"It should be like this." Mo Liangcheng carefully considered the language. In fact, compared with the first two conditions, this one is not absolutely unacceptable, so he still hopes to reach an agreement with the old Taoist priest as much as possible. "But this is not something I can decide alone. I need to seek the opinions of my father and Li first. If they can accept it, I..."

"Stop!" Another black-faced master suddenly snatched him strongly, "Now you think of using your father as an excuse? Why don't you ask your father for his opinion when you come to kill him?"

Just as Mo Liangcheng was about to speak, another soul floated out again and said, "The second one takes my surname. And it cannot be raised by you. You must leave it to my living relatives to raise it."

This means that in the future, you will have to give birth to your children, but it will have nothing to do with you when you give birth. You will all become descendants of these dead soul families.

If it was just the first child, Mo Liangcheng thought it would be possible to discuss it, but in the future, each of their children would have to give birth to someone else's family... This is really a struggle, right?

After all, I felt guilty. Even if they made the words unpleasant, Mo Liangcheng did not refute them. But seeing his face in a dilemma, the dead were unhappy again: "You don't want to do this or that, we can't see any sincerity in asking for forgiveness."

"I'll spend the rest of my life to compensate..." Mo Liangcheng was only halfway through, and the dead were sternly shouted: "Now you are asking us for forgiveness. Do you want us to follow your plan?"

Their meaning is also very clear. Why do we have to forgive you if you want to do good deeds for the rest of your life? No matter how much you do, you can only move yourself. If you want us to forgive, you have to follow our methods.

"You can also turn around and leave, but you will never be forgiven by us. If you do not have a conscience, the evil you committed will be repaid on your descendants. If you have a conscience, your conscience will torture you forever."

With those ferocious faces and rebukes, Mo Liangcheng felt that his head was about to explode. He was forced to make a big embarrassment, and he wanted to roar up, but also wanted to bow his head. After a long time, he finally raised his head again, his eyes were empty, and a slutty smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"I understand. You don't really want me to give anything, you just want me to suffer... Then I will give you pain."

The next moment, he picked up the knife on the ground and stabbed it in his waist!

In an instant, blood splashed.

The pain, severe pain, spread rapidly through Moliang City's body along the wound. He has been out of the spiritual world for many years and has not experienced such severe pain for a long time. But perhaps his pain and his blood are what these dead souls need. In the tragic scene of their death, they also felt so painful.

Mo Qianlong's eyes showed a look of unbearableness. Just as she was about to step forward, Mo Liangcheng waved his hand hard to stop her.

"Long'er, I will definitely keep my promise to Li. I will go back to see her alive... But I owe them this to them, so I can only pay it back. Please don't interfere, okay?"

Resisting the stinging pain in his waist, Mo Liangcheng pulled out the knife with force, facing the dead soul, and his body was like a candle in the wind, shaking.

"This sword is the ruthless war that has been set off for our teacher's increasing arrogance..."

He held the hilt tightly and stabbed his side ribs again.

"puff--"

"This knife is for all those who have lost their lives in the war..."

"puff--"

"This knife is for all the people who have been hurt by me..."

"puff--"

In this way, Mo Liangcheng began to stab himself one by one. Every time he stabbed, he would pay his life. In just a moment, his whole body was already fresh and full of freshness. His black clothes were dyed into red, strong and sad.

He no longer remembers who he had in the war, but he probably still remembers how crazy he was at that time...

——He waved his hook claws and swept across with one blow, grabbing the disciples in front of him.

"puff--"

——He jumped up, and his grim hook claws plummeted like thunder, and he grabbed it from a disciple's spiritual gaze, ****.

"puff--"

——He claws intertwined, and they turned outwards together. As the forest light surged, several disciples around him flew backwards in one go, leaving only one thrown to the ground.

"puff--"

...

His vision was gradually blurred, and he opened his mouth unconsciously and spewed out a large ball of x-water.

"puff--"

He was no longer able to maintain his kneeling position, and his body fell to the ground like a ball of broken cotton wool.

"puff--"

Half of his cheeks were soaked in the gurgling x Bozheng, and the battlefield back then, was like this...

Those long-standing X-Fire Blade lights, now accompanied by pain, all returned to his memory. Zheng He relives the darkness in pain and seeks redemption in pain.

...

"Tsk, if you continue, your wife will be widowed before you even pass the door?" A female disciple sneered sharply, "I'm afraid that there are not hundreds of dead disciples in our three sects. Do you really want to stab yourself thousands of times?"

Mo Liangcheng struggled hard to get up, loosened his hands and held them again and again, and after a while, he grabbed the same bright red hilt, "I... will not let Li down, but I will definitely pay back the debt I owe..."

When he struggled to hold the hilt of the knife and was about to stab it again, the white-bearded elder suddenly spoke indifferently.

"Enough."

As he fell, the environment in the church actually showed a subtle twist like water mist. Mo Liangcheng's thinking was in a daze for a moment, and when he lowered his eyes again, he unexpectedly discovered that the wounds on his body had disappeared, and the x Bo, which was flowing beside him, also disappeared. Even the knife in his hand disappeared without a trace.

Everything that was tragic just now seemed like a dream.

Seeing his foggy appearance, the deceased souls with gloomy faces smiled at him for the first time.

It turned out that long before Mo Liang City opened its mouth, the deceased souls called Mo Qianlong over and discussed with her, asking her to use ice magic to create a realistic illusion.

This magic is called "Ice Mirror", which is equivalent to copying you with a mirror and throwing into a different space. All your feelings are real, because the replica inherits the senses of Benrao. But what happened to the replica will not appear on himself. This is why Mo Liangcheng was seriously injured in the illusion, but he was still intact after he removed the illusion.

Mo Qianlong's body has a heavy cold air and will not affect the dead soul, but Mo Liangcheng has a heavy yang energy and cannot be too close to the dead soul. Both sides have always kept a distance, and Mo Liangcheng has not heard their talk.

When the temperature around suddenly dropped, Mo Qianlong activated the Ice Mirror Magic and included his copy in Jingzheng. However, Mo Liangcheng did not think there was any problem at the time. Originally, the dead souls often appeared in cold places.

Regarding how to deal with the issue of Moliang City, there have been constant disputes within the Dead Soul.

Some people think that his nature is not bad. Since Xu Wuji has been killed, the dead should not be too petty about the living; but some people think that no matter whether he is intentional or not, the consequences are indeed caused by him and also caused by him, and he should not be worthy of being alone.

Finally, some mature Taoist priests proposed a compromise solution. Taking advantage of his opportunity this time, everyone will test him together to see if he is qualified to be forgiven.

There are three main assessments: one, does he truly repent; two, what is his true character; three, if everyone really forgives him and lets him start a new life, what kind of future will he create?

When everything is worry-free, everyone can be a gentleman. Only when they are forced into a desperate situation can they see a person's true nature. Therefore, the deceased souls were almost extremely difficult to treat Moliang City.

And these difficulties have their own intentions. They forced him to do something about Luo Dixing. If he wanted to forgive him, he couldn't wait to go to Brother S, and his character would not be very good.

Or maybe he could make promises easily but not fulfill them, but judging from his series of performances, he has a conscience, a bottom line, and does what he says, and is indeed sincerely guilty of his own evil. Since he has the courage to pay for his life with such a courage, have they not yet forgiven him?

Some of the souls of Mo Liang City have long forgiven, but in fact they also want to use this method to truly untie this knot in his heart.

He hurt himself with his own hands and felt that he had paid off his debts with x so that he would not keep his psychological burden. But they did not want a person who truly regretted Z to redeem z - after all, even if he avoided the key points, he might still have a tragedy because of losing too much X, so Mo Qianlong created this illusion.

Mo Qianlong originally thought this was a bit cruel, but she also understood that if Mo Liangcheng did not let him repent in his own way, he would not feel good in his life. It would be considered as a way to save him from suffering for a lifetime.
Chapter completed!