Conquer the world with the system!

Hearing Wen Qiche's voice after a long time, Mo Zhaoyuan was a little surprised.

But there was a strange feeling, and it should feel like this.

Mo Zhaoyuan responded indifferently: "Come in and talk."

The door of the bamboo house was pushed open, and Wen Qiche walked in.

As soon as he entered the door, he looked around in the bamboo house, and when he saw the picture of the Luo River on the wooden table, he couldn't help but look away.

"The holy son visited late at night, why?" Mo Zhaoyuan was wearing a black and white Taoist robe, with long black hair loose, and was making tea.His posture was extremely graceful, and the steam from the tea rose up, covering him with a hazy layer of smoke, which made his frosty face less indifferent.

"You..." Wen Qiche pursed his lips, hesitated for a long time, and finally made up his mind to ask, "The 'Master Xuandu' Zhao Wenyuan, but you are pretending?"

To be honest, Mo Zhaoyuan was really taken aback when he heard Wen Qiche's question.

Even Mo Wang didn't recognize it, but Wen Qiche... Although it was just a guess, it still surprised Mo Zhaoyuan.

Mo Zhaoyuan thought that there was nothing wrong with the disguise, and even the personalities of the characters, Young Master Xuandu and Master Jueding were completely different.

How did Wen Qiche get in touch...

"Wen Qiche's favorability: 97%, an increase of 1%."

"Is it, is it you?" Wen Qiche asked.

"What is the Holy Son talking about?" Mo Zhaoyuan slightly curved his lips.

"Eyes, your eyes are the same." Wen Qiche said, "That night, your eyes were slightly blue."

That night......

Wen Qiche came suddenly, and Mo Zhaoyuan had already removed the disguise from his eyes, but he didn't expect it to be because of this.

"Actually, there are other reasons," Wen Qiche added, "but I can't say." Probably...something like a feeling?But how to say this kind of thing clearly...

"You say yes..." Mo Zhaoyuan didn't admit it directly, but admitted it in disguise.

"Your name is Mo Zhaoyuan..." Wen Qiche looked at him in a daze.

"Yes." Mo Zhaoyuan nodded.

"Then, then..." Wen Qiche felt a little confused, "What are you doing all this for?"

It doesn't matter if you pretend to be Zhao Wenyuan, go to the Glazed Light Temple and say you want to help your adoptive father capture Qi Fengqu, or say something like that to him, or do something like that...

"Wen Qiche's favorability: 98%, an increase of 1%."

What is all of this for?

"Put these things aside, let me play a song first!" Mo Zhaoyuan smiled and took out the Yaoqin, moved the Luohe picture on the wooden table aside, and put the piano on the table, without waiting for Wen Qiche's answer , and bounced on his own.

He played Qi Feng Qu.

Although he didn't tell Wen Qiche.

When Mo Zhaoyuan started playing the piano, Wen Qiche became quiet and listened carefully.

I don't know the reason, maybe Mo Zhaoyuan's playing was so good, Wen Qiche felt warm all over his body, and his mood was very happy, there was even a hint of sweetness.

"Wen Qiche's favorability: 99%, an increase of 1%."

"How do you feel?" After playing the song, Mo Zhaoyuan gently rubbed his wrist and asked with a smile.

"It sounds good." Wen Qiche didn't realize it for a while, and then suddenly opened his eyes wide, "This is..."

He felt that the internal force in his body had increased for more than ten years.

This......

He looked at Mo Zhaoyuan with a look of surprise.

"It's just what you think." Mo Zhaoyuan stood up, walked in front of Wen Qiche, bent down, with a calm smile on his face, "Qiche, what's your answer?"

Mo Zhaoyuan smiled calmly, but Wen Qiche's heart was full of turmoil.

Qi Feng Song is in the hands of Jueming Tianshi Mo Zhaoyuan.

No wonder, no wonder... no wonder he's been...

He kept saying nonsense words.

Wen Qiche thought of Mo Zhaoyuan's actions after he became Zhao Wenyuan, and still felt a little incomprehensible.

He gave the fake Qifengqu to Jiang Zhuyue, which could be regarded as a diversion; but why did he go to the Glazed Temple to find his adoptive father, and proposed to take Qifengqu for his adoptive father?

Wen Qiche couldn't figure it out, so he asked Mo Zhaoyuan directly.

"Why did you go to the Glazed Light Temple?" Mo Zhaoyuan smiled slightly, the friendship in his eyes would make anyone's heart beat faster, "Of course it's for you, Qi Che."

Wen Qiche felt himself blushing suddenly and his heart beating.

"Wen Qiche's favorability: 100%."

"Basic mission completed."

"The necessary tasks have been completed, and the host can choose to stay in this world."

"You..." Although Wen Qiche still had a little doubt in his heart, the great joy and excitement surging in his heart made his rationality completely retreat, and he gave all the power to manipulate his body to his emotions, "Mo Zhaoyuan , tell me clearly, what do you mean by these words?"

To be honest, Mo Zhaoyuan didn't expect that Wen Qiche's favorability in this world could rise so quickly. He didn't even have a serious confession, and Wen Qiche's favorability for him had already reached [-]%.

But......

Mo Zhaoyuan was unwilling to have much involvement with him.

Their identities in this life are really not suitable.Not to mention that Mo Zhaoyuan didn't intend to stay longer, but to say that Wen Qiche was too deeply involved with the Glazed Light Temple and was almost certain to be the next Hall Master, Mo Zhaoyuan didn't want to have a deeper relationship with him.

Even if Jueming Tianshi is not a righteous person, he will not get close to evil ways.

It's not that Mo Zhaoyuan is worried about public opinion. Mo Zhaoyuan has never worried about this. He has never and will not change his decision because of other people's opinions.

The most fundamental reason is that Mo Zhaoyuan doesn't really want to have more involvement with Wen Qiche in this life, one is because he doesn't want to stay longer, and the other is because Wen Qiche is not only Wen Qiche, but also Zhu Yun'an .He can be with Wen Qiche, but he doesn't want to be with Zhu Yun'an.Although the two are the same person, to Mo Zhaoyuan, Zhu Yun'an is the Holy Son and the next Hall Master of the Glazed Light Temple. Praying together.

Now that the task has been completed, Mo Zhaoyuan should also think about how this drama will end.

He didn't know whether he deliberately didn't point it out, pretended that he didn't like the other party, and then died gracefully, or calmed down his feelings, after being with the other party, and then died because of an accidental and beautiful death, which of these two ways would be more beneficial to Wen Qi Che did less damage.

"Hypocrisy." The faint voice of cn170 sounded in his mind.

I really don't know why so many people miss him so much for such a hypocritical person.

"No, it's not hypocrisy." Mo Zhaoyuan seriously refuted cn170's words, "I really hope to make Wen Qiche feel better on the basis of accomplishing the goal, cn170, which way do you think will hurt him? Smaller?"

"I don't think you need to worry about Qi Che's thoughts at all." cn170 was rare and sharp, and the words he said were aggressive, "You will always only have yourself in your heart. Smile?"

Just as Mo Zhaoyuan wanted to say that he might not be able to laugh, he heard cn170 continue talking.

"No, no, maybe you don't even bother to smile a little," his voice was slightly mocking and cold, "Your reaction is that you didn't respond. I'm afraid you won't have any emotional ups and downs at all, right?"

Mo Zhaoyuan remained silent.

If it was someone else, he might not have any reaction for him, even if he died for him.But if Wen Qiche...

Maybe he still cares a little bit.

But caring about this is not enough for him to change his decision for Wen Qiche's mood.If it was some innocuous little matter, maybe he would connive and give in, but if he really made a decision...

He suddenly couldn't say anything to refute.

"I wasn't so selfish in the first place." Mo Zhaoyuan's voice was mocking, "If you hadn't taken me to do missions from world to world, I wouldn't be so ruthless."

"Xiaoyuan~Trust me~" cn170's tone suddenly became sweet again, "You are definitely the cruelest person in the world."

"Holy Son, my master and your father are also familiar," Mo Zhaoyuan ignored cn170. In his opinion, although he was a little selfish and ruthless, this "the most ruthless person in the world" He really didn't think he would be able to take the title of "human being". Mo Zhaoyuan looked at Wen Qiche with a just right smile on his face, holy and cold, "Before Master passed away, he told me to pay attention to you."

The implication is very clear.

The reason why Mo Zhaoyuan went to the Glazed Light Temple was indeed for him; but it was not because Mo Zhaoyuan had special feelings for him, but because he was hindered by his master's dying entrustment.

Wen Qiche felt how happy his heart was before, but how hurt it is now.

Ha, is he being self-indulgent?

However, if it wasn't for Mo Zhaoyuan's specious words and the kiss that fell on the corner of his lips, he would not have thought of these!

"Oh? Is the celestial master actually entrusted by the master on his deathbed?" Wen Qiche was quite angry for a moment. His face was pale, but his anger did not diminish at all. "Then why bother to say specious words and call me How much do you think?"

When Mo Zhaoyuan heard Wen Qiche's questioning, the smile on his face didn't change at all, and he still carried a lofty and inviolable holiness, like a nine-day immortal who accidentally fell into the mortal world: "The way of yin and yang is the truth, I have never Thinking of you thinking about that."

"The righteous way of yin and yang... Oh, it's funny!" Wen Qiche felt very complicated when he heard Mo Zhaoyuan's words. He laughed mockingly, but his heart was about to cry, "Mo Zhaoyuan... Mo Zhaoyuan ! What a Breaking Dead!"

Mo Zhaoyuan looked at the sad look on Wen Qiche's face, and his inner fluctuation was a little bigger than he imagined, but he was still unmoved on the surface.

"Master Jue Ming, don't you claim to be able to calculate life and death?" Wen Qiche suddenly stopped laughing, his voice was so calm, "Why don't you calculate for me, when will I die?"

"..." Mo Zhaoyuan was silent for a while, but did not refuse.He took out the Luohe map, arranged the yin and yang gossip, then closed his eyes, and slowly disturbed the gossip.His movements seemed to flow like clouds and flowing water, and his slender fingers were nimbly and gracefully fiddling with gossip.After he felt that it was all right, Mo Zhaoyuan opened his eyes.

He looked at them one by one, following the order of Luohe map.

Then, he closed his eyes.

To his surprise, he did not see the life and death of Wen Qiche.

It's...it's similar to the feeling when playing Qifeng Qu, with a slightly faster picture and emotional turbulence in my heart.

Mo Zhaoyuan didn't know whose perspective this was unfolding from.

The white-robed man appeared in the picture, although his face was still blurred, but Mo Zhaoyuan instinctively felt that he was the white-robed man he saw when he was playing Qi Feng Qu.

Mo Zhaoyuan has some doubts whether this perspective is the composer of Qifeng Opera.

The image continued, and the man in black appeared, and Mo Zhaoyuan felt that he was saying to the master of Qifengqu, "I will help you once, but if he doesn't fall in love with you like this, you are not allowed to think about him anymore." "The person who said this.

At this point, the speed of the image has returned to normal.

"..." He heard the man in black say to the man in white, "What do you think? If you really care about him, you can refuse my request; but if you don't care about him that much, then Do me this favor. The rewards I bring to you are absolutely beyond your imagination."

The man's voice was very familiar, but Mo Zhaoyuan couldn't remember whose voice it was.

Then, the man in the white robe said: "Tell me."

Mo Zhaoyuan was more familiar with this voice.

Because, except that it is colder than his own voice, it is exactly the same as his own voice.

"If you do me this favor, I will give you the whole Koming Island." The man in black said, "How about it? What you need to pay is just..."

Before he could finish the following words, Mo Zhaoyuan was forced to withdraw from the induction, he opened his eyes, and the corners of his mouth continuously overflowed with blood.

"You are dying." At this time, the voice of cn170 sounded, and Mo Zhaoyuan couldn't help frowning, "Go and look in the mirror, your eyes have completely turned into ice blue."

"Why... suddenly...?" Mo Zhaoyuan asked in his heart.

"What you saw is even more extraordinary than what you imagined." CN170's tone was very bad, he couldn't think of why all this happened.Mo Zhaoyuan was clearly going to calculate Wen Qiche's life and death, but he saw these images; he couldn't imagine that if Mo Zhaoyuan finished watching... No, as long as Mo Zhaoyuan heard the next sentence, He will definitely doubt, even guess everything...

In reality, Wen Qiche was also petrified by Mo Zhaoyuan's reaction.

Not only the blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, but also his face that turned pale in an instant, and most importantly, his eyes that had completely turned into ice blue.

Wen Qiche still remembered that just this afternoon, Mo Zhaoyuan said something.

"When they turn completely blue, that is when I die."

Well, now it's...

He dared not think about it.

Obviously, he was only counting his own life and death. Compared with such things as the change of dynasty, his own life and death were so insignificant that they couldn't be more insignificant.

How could this be?

When Wen Qiche didn't even realize it, tears flowed down uncontrollably.

"Qi Che...cough cough..." Mo Zhaoyuan paled at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if all his strength was drained in an instant, he held Wen Qiche's hand with difficulty , It can be seen that he is really trying hard, but Wen Qiche only feels that the other party's hand is lightly resting on his hand, as if it will fall down at any time.

Wen Qiche's heart was full of guilt, if it wasn't for his request in a moment of anger, Mo Zhaoyuan would not have fallen into such a result.

"Mo Zhaoyuan, Mo Zhaoyuan, are you going to be okay?" He held Mo Zhaoyuan's hand tightly, tears streaming down his face.

Mo Zhaoyuan's lips were stained bright red with blood, he looked at Wen Qiche calmly, but Wen Qiche cried even harder.

"Qiche..." He just looked at Wen Qiche quietly like this, and finally there was a trace of emotion in his eyes, but Wen Qiche couldn't understand no matter how he looked, "I think... ..I'm finally dying..."

"Mo Zhaoyuan, why...why did you do this?" Wen Qiche bit his lower lip tightly, "It's just a calculation of my life and death, why is this?"

"After I die, remember to burn my body to ashes, and then let the wind on Mount Jueming blow away the ashes..." Mo Zhaoyuan's voice was faint, with a little bit of uncertainty, "I'm just asking you to do this...By the way, give the Luohe map to Mo Wang...Ahem, is that okay?"

"Mo Zhaoyuan... Mo Zhaoyuan..." Wen Qiche kept yelling Mo Zhaoyuan's name, those icy blue eyes almost chilled him to the bottom of his heart. Chill is like being in a world of ice and snow.

He is going to die.

Mo Zhaoyuan was about to die.

This man is going to die.

Wen Qiche's reason has accepted this fact, but his emotions are still resisting.

Pray for a miracle to happen.

"This Jueming Mountain...cough cough...let Mo Wang never come again." Following his words, Mo Zhaoyuan kept coughing up blood, and the bright red falling from his mouth made Wen Qing Qi Che looked at his heart and said, "Desperate...but it's not a good meaning..."

His voice became softer, Wen Qiche finally accepted the fact that "Mo Zhaoyuan is going to die", and couldn't help asking the question buried in his heart: "Mo Zhaoyuan... Let me ask you, do you like my adoptive father?"

When Mo Zhaoyuan heard the words, he smiled slightly.That smile seems like the epiphyllum is about to wither, the meteor is about to fall, the most beautiful moment, but also the most heartbreaking: "In this world, the person I love the most is you..."

There was still tenderness in his eyes, but those icy blue pupils had actually dimmed.

Wen Qiche showed a tearful smile: "So... so good..."

In this world, the person I love the most is you.

With this sentence, I can spend the rest of my life with memories.