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After several people from the Dragon Clan said a few words, Riyuejue walked up to Feng Aoran and said with a smile: "Aoran, do you need to prepare some rooms for your tribe when they come here?"

"Uncle, don't worry about them. They will find a place to live on their own. Aoxue, please arrange it. Then come over to me. I have something for you." After Feng Aoran finished speaking, he looked at the cave again.

It's been two days, and Mo Yu should be out tomorrow, so she should stay here.

"Yeah." Aoxue responded and walked away. The Dragon Clan people also quickly flew away, and the cave entrance became quiet again. "Uncle, you guys should go back too. I'll be here to guard. Mo Yu should leave tomorrow."

Come out."

Feng Aoran smiled lightly, Riyue Jue responded and left. Riyueming still stood there, looking at Feng Aoran with a melancholy look. He looked at her and called her "Aoran" with some hesitation.

"What's wrong? Is something the matter?" Feng Aoran kept staring at the cave. Suddenly she heard someone calling her and immediately turned around. When she saw the sun and the moon, she smiled slightly.

"It's okay, I just haven't seen you in the past two days. It's okay." Ri Yueming smiled back and was about to leave. Feng Aoran stopped him and called out, "Ri Yueming, Wanwan has always loved you.

of."

Ri Yueming paused, nodded vaguely, and walked away quickly. Feng Aoran looked at his back and shook his head helplessly. The relationship was sad, it was really complicated.

Love!

As soon as Feng Aoran's mausoleum lit up, he immediately felt a little nervous. The holy fire of Nirvana has been reincarnated for hundreds of generations. The word love is the most difficult one. Mo Yu's love relationship, I don't know if he can survive it safely.

Feeling a little irritable again, I stood at the door of the cave and walked back and forth, my consciousness always wide open, carefully exploring the changes in the cave.

In the cave, the expression on Mo Yu's face was very strange, including happiness, pain, helplessness, and sadness. At first glance, he looked like a young man who was caught up in emotion.

This is a high mountain. On the top of the mountain stands an independent girl. The girl is wearing a black dress and her eyes are full of confusion. She looks at the scenery in front of her and seems to not look at anything else.

"Hey, sister, you are so beautiful, will you be my wife?" A young man looked very carefree with a toothpick hanging in his mouth, and he looked directly at the beautiful woman with no concealment.

After hearing such a direct confession from a man, the woman just smiled softly, looked at the young man, and said in a rather disdainful tone: "Then go and become an immortal, I can wait for you."

"Cultivation as an immortal? Okay, then I will become an immortal. Beautiful sister, can you tell me your name?" There was a hint of perseverance in the young man's eyes, but he still looked at the woman.

The woman was a little confused. She looked at the mountains in the distance and shook her head helplessly. "My name has been forgotten for a long time. You can call me the God of Killing."

"The God of Killing, your name really doesn't sound like a woman's name. Let me call you Cherry. It's red and sweet. It's like a woman's name." The young man said to himself, not knowing when

I climbed up the hill and stood next to the God of the Mountain Road.

"My name is Fusu, and Fusu means tree. You are a cherry and I am a tree. What a perfect match. When we get married, our child can be named Taozi, or Lotus or something like that."

The God of Killing's eyes were a little complicated, and he murmured "Cherry, Cherry." It seemed like a very cute name.

The God of Slaughter thought, a smile appeared on his lips, and he didn't hear at all the nonsense Fusu said.

Fusu was still chattering, but the God of Killing had disappeared. There was a book on cultivating immortals where she was standing. The God of Killing only left a sentence: "Thank you for your name. This book is

This is a thank you gift. If you can really stand on the same level as me, then I will marry you."

The God of Killing is just a joke. She is a creature that has existed since the beginning of the world. If you want to stand at the same height as her for tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of years, you may not be able to do it. Therefore, she just treats it as a joke.

.

But her casual words became reality only a thousand years later.

Dressed in white, with a naughty smile on his face, he was still holding a toothpick in the air, leaning against the door frame as if he had no bones, with a burning look in his eyes: "Little lady, here comes your husband."

Oh, do you miss me? My little cherry?"

The picture stayed here, bright and warm, and Mo Yu's mouth always had a smile, but then the picture turned to darkness, blood, separation and killing, and all the beauty was shattered like a mirror.

"Why did you hurt me? Why?" The woman yelled at the top of her lungs. Fusu held a sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword was pierced into the heart of the God of Slaughter, and blood flowed gurglingly.

It fell drop by drop along the sword body, blooming into red flowers one by one on the ground.

The woman's face was pale, and her expression was full of loneliness. She walked forward step by step, and with every step she took, the sword stabbed deeper, "If you want me to die, I will give my life to you."

Here you go, are you satisfied? Are you satisfied?"

Every word, every sentence, there is always a smile on the woman's face, but that smile is too desolate and lonely.

"No, no, no, it's not like this, it's not like this." Mo Yu shouted loudly, his emotions became a little violent. In the flames, his body shook suddenly, and he shouted in the air at the top of his lungs.

Suddenly hearing the shouting in the cave, Feng Aoran stood up immediately and rushed into the cave quickly. Although the rich fire element inside made him very uncomfortable, she still rushed in resolutely.

Mo Yu struggled in the flames, and there was already a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth. Feng Aoran felt very distressed. He didn't look good at all. Standing outside the flames, Feng Aoran took out a piano and

He started playing slowly, and the sound of the piano was mixed with spiritual power, and a calming song slowly flowed out. He hoped that Mo Yu could hear her music, so that his emotions could

He calmed down a bit, but the effect of the piano sound was not very good. Mo Yu's face was still very ugly, and there was more blood on the corner of his mouth. He sprayed out mouthfuls like boiled water. Feng Aoran was so worried that he didn't know what to do.

He looked at the man he loved hesitantly, but there was absolutely no way he could do anything about it. What should he do if the relationship couldn't be resolved and the relationship went too far?

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