Take a fairy back to the city

This white-haired young man in Tsing Yi had a great time playing today as usual. When he heard that he was going to leave Misty Illusion, he was so frightened that his mind seemed to be brighter than before. Figured out what it means to leave the Misty Illusion!

That is, I will never see those cute little creatures in the illusion again!

So he hurriedly ran to his elder brother Canghai to protest.

"I'm not going, I'm not going anywhere!"

Among the human beings in the Misty Illusion, he is probably the only one who does not want to leave the Illusion!

Fan Canghai was not afraid of him making trouble, but said lightly: "Brother Han is leaving too, won't you go?"

This sentence alone stunned him. He hesitated for a long time, as if he was engaged in an ideological struggle.Mu Yunfeng looked funny and said, "Moxi, take your brother Han, shall we go together?"

However, the one who was far away in the evening snow on Qianshan Mountain replied coldly: "You guys go, leave Mo Xi behind, I will take good care of him."

Is this the result of Yan Mo running wildly for a day and a night, and the horses almost collapsed and died gloriously?Fan Canghai, Mu Yunfeng, Mo Xi, and Ma Yan had already packed their clothes and rushed to Qianshan Muxue. This bird is not shitting, it is only covered with snow all year round, and the world is a desolate fantasy northwest region, just to bring this cold Yu Xue with him. Master Fei Daxian.

It was the first time Mu Yunfeng saw Han Yufei, he was a colder and less tasteful man. From the time we met till now, Mu Yunfeng had never seen a second expression on his face, and he really saw what facial paralysis is.

Fan Canghai is also aloof, but he still talks and laughs like a normal person, and has a warm and masculine side.

But this Han Yufei is just as cold as his name.He only focuses on pen and ink on paper, splashes ink wantonly, and paints endless mountains and snow.

Fan Canghai said: "This place is not called Qianshan Muxue, just because his hometown is in Qianshan Muxue. When he came to Misty Illusion and encountered this snowy area, he erected a boundary marker and inscribed it wildly: Qianshan Muxue .”

"It must be of great significance for him to miss the 1000-year-old Qianshan Muxue!" Mu Yunfeng thought so.

The two stood under the porch, snowflakes came in, and there was a thin layer of snow on the ground, while there was thick snow everywhere on the roadside, on the mountains, and on the trees outside.Mu Yunfeng shivered from the cold, Fan Canghai hugged him into his arms, only to realize that his own body temperature could not warm him up, instead it was like hugging a small stove.

Mu Yunfeng insisted on being in his arms to keep him warm.

"He has stayed in such a place for thousands of years..." Mu Yunfeng still couldn't believe it, "What kind of will is needed for this!"

"Do you think it's because of will? Once you need to persist to do something, it already means failure."

The young man couldn't understand: "Why didn't he insist on doing this?"

Fan Canghai looked into the distance, and his thoughts drifted back to 1000 years ago. His brows were deeply frowned, and he couldn't speak a word that could express the ups and downs of the millennium.

"Today's real world is indeed not suitable for Brother Han. There are tall buildings and crowded people. How do you let him live in such a place?"

Mu Yunfeng turned his mind around, and said: "He likes white snow, he can go to Tibet, there is a place like a thousand mountains and snow in the evening! Yes, it is definitely suitable for him, and he can talk to the lamas in Tibet if he has nothing to do. That The place was tailor-made for him!"

Fan Canghai was a little surprised: "Is there really such a place?"

When the news of Zang Yiyou came, all the humans in the market were excited!When the Great Immortal Master said that he could go out, almost no one would not believe it!

For so many years, Fan Canghai has been persuading them to get along well with the creatures in the illusion, and almost never mentioned the possibility of prison escape.Some people have come and have grandchildren, and the idea of ​​going out is only occasionally thought about; some people never give up, such as the Anti-Magic Team.

Zang Yiyou didn't disclose the identity of Mu Yunfeng's heir, that would be too complicated and would cause unnecessary suspicion.It's just that Fan Canghai's hundreds of years of exploration finally came to fruition. He kept it hidden for so many years, but the time didn't come.

The influence of Fan Canghai can be seen. He was able to cure AIDS in just one month and distribute medicines to all patients for free. Can this kind of benevolent person not be convincing?Now that the news of being able to escape from the prison came out, most people immediately knelt down and kowtowed in gratitude.

Of course there were some who didn't believe it, and Zang Yiyou didn't force it, and tried to persuade them. With a half-believing heart, these people followed the crowd to pack up their belongings, and gathered in the market with their families.When Fan Canghai personally came to the market to mobilize, he finally strengthened his belief in going out.

The members of the disbanded anti-magic team and the former leader of the team, Xu Wuzi, were happier even though they were in complicated moods. Fan Canghai had to give in!

So, after bidding farewell to the creatures in the illusion, Zang Yiyou set off to the northern void with a mighty team.Along the way, they ate, ate and slept in the open, and jointly resisted the harm of evil spirits. They were expected to meet Fancanghai at the designated place in three days.

The huge interior is extremely cold, and the plain curtains are like gentle ripples, mixed with little snowflakes, adding a weird atmosphere like ghosts.

There is only a brazier in the center to keep warm. Han Yufei often paints here, but he has stopped painting today because the Fancang Sea on the opposite side has caused him a lot of trouble.

His black hair hangs down and is not tied in a bun. It is parted on both sides, slightly blocking some eyebrows and eyes.Indifferent eyes, deep eye sockets, thin lips, handsome and elegant.A dark robe made him look more melancholy and mysterious.

It wasn't a while before Fan Canghai sat across from him. He said, "Brother Han, I admire you. You used to be the patriarch of the Taoist sect, and you were once a master of Taoism. You entered the Misty Illusion voluntarily in order to follow the son of the demon god. At that time, I laughed at you as a fool." , Silly infatuation. 1000 years have passed, you are still the same, just like I never gave up wanting to go out, I have to admire you!

I understand that you are indifferent to fame and wealth, and I understand that you are tired of the crowd, but your heart knot has not been resolved for thousands of years, this is not what he wants to see!

We have selected a good place for you, you can still see your spring and snow, and set up a boundary marker, inscribed 'Thousand Mountains and Evening Snow' to lead his soul back. "

He looked at Fan Canghai indifferently, and finally said: "He is here, don't you know?"

"He's not here. At the moment when time and space were torn apart, he was completely... completely dead. The soul is gone, and there is nothing left!...The road he left for you with his death, you have Why not leave?"

Fan Canghai said again: "You gave Mo Xi his spirit stone and his name, and Mo Xi is him now! Are you cruel to let Mo Xi spend his whole life in this kind of place?

I won't keep Mo Xi, if not, we'll have a big fight.With my current strength, I can't beat you, the patriarch of Taoism.But even if I die, I won't hand him over to you. "

Han Yufei's eyes were still indifferent, he couldn't see any likes or dislikes, he just looked at Fan Canghai quietly, making it impossible to guess whether he was going or staying now.

At this time, Mu Yunfeng came in cautiously, and he sat beside Fan Canghai with his teeth gritted, and he saw clearly the famous great immortal master.

Han Yufei glanced at him lightly, and didn't stop too much because he was exactly the same as Mo Xi.

Mu Yunfeng plucked up his courage and said: "Mr. Han, if you don't leave, Mo Xi is also yelling not to leave. Everyone can see that he loves you. Why? You don't get along much, why would he recognize you?"

Fan Canghai looked at Mu Yunfeng, and was also thinking about what he wanted to say.

When Mu Yunfeng's remnant soul came to Fan Cang's side, it was incorporeal.Fan Canghai took him to Qianshan Muxue.Han Yufei burst into tears when he saw his appearance, and sadly called him "Mo Xi".

From then on, the remnant soul's name was Mo Xi.

The son of the great demon king and demon god was destroyed because he tore apart time and space, and Han Yufei searched all over the misty illusion, and finally found the only thing he left in this world, his spiritual stone.The spirit stone condensed a little of his energy, and Han Yufei often thought of others when he saw things, and it took hundreds of years in a flash.

Without hesitation, he gave the spirit stone to Mo Xi, the remnant soul, and cast a spell to transform him into a human.Later, Fan Canghai changed Mo Xi's blood, and declared that he was his own illusion, in order to hide the news that the son of the demon god had disappeared.Let people think that the three masters of the illusion are still there, and the three Optimus Primes are still there.

Mu Yunfeng had already heard from Fan Canghai about the origin of Mo Xi's name and his bond with Han Yufei, the son of the demon god.Only then did he make up his mind to persuade Han Yufei to go with everyone.

He said: "You all don't know that Mo Xi has a skill. He knows the language of the creatures in the illusion. Those creatures follow him as king, protect him and respect him everywhere. Isn't this the function of the spirit stone?"

Han Yufei was startled, and finally felt a little surprised.Similarly, it was the first time Fan Canghai had heard of this matter.

"He is the reincarnation of the Demon King!"

These words finally moved Han Yufei, he got up abruptly, stumbled and ran outside, Mo Xi's yelling voice echoed outside, he ran out, and saw Mo Xi crying into tears.

"Brother Han, Brother Han..."

His tears were blurred, and he hugged him affectionately, tears like rain.

Maybe he gave Mo Xi the spirit stone of the son of the demon god just to express his affection, and never thought that the spiritual wisdom of the deceased would be conceived in his body. Mo Xi is the rebirth of the son of the demon god, there is no doubt about it.

In the room, Fan Canghai looked at Mu Yunfeng with his head sideways, and said, "I didn't know that Mo Xi was so powerful! He has already inherited the qualities of the demon king."

Mu Yunfeng glanced at his mouth and said, "You, you only treat him as a child, and you are afraid that he will be eaten by monsters, so how dare he tell you!"

Fan Canghai reached out his hand to lift his chin frivolously, and smiled foolishly. Mu Yunfeng thought he was making fun of him, so he knocked off his hand and gave him a blank look.

"She's cute even when she's angry!"

The young man lowered his head and smiled shyly, and heard Fan Canghai say again: "Do you know why Mo Xi is exactly like the son of the demon god?"

"Isn't this a coincidence?" Mu Yunfeng looked confused.

Mo Xi is exactly the same as the son of the demon god, which means that Mu Yunfeng is also exactly the same as the son of the demon god. Is there any legend in it?

Fan Canghai smiled cheaply: "I don't know either."

Mu Yunfeng, whose curiosity had already been aroused, stretched out his hand to hit him fiercely. The chest of the Great Immortal Master was pounded, and the young man's hand was suddenly grabbed. Immediately, he felt two moist lips. Cang Hai kissed his pink lips.

Mu Yunfeng was surprised, and couldn't help closing his eyes, immersed in his sweet kiss.