Yu Wu

Next, Lu Zhanxing's body was exposed in three days.

During the past three days, everything in the mirror continued to fade, and people's voices were also blurred as if separated by a vast ocean.Mo Xi doesn't need an invisibility cloak and can travel freely anywhere, but time is running out, and he can no longer talk to anyone from eight years ago, nor can he use this to draw out more truth.

He fell into passive waiting.

And during these three days, Gu Mang didn't go anywhere, and no one came to visit him—also, Lu Zhanxing was Gu Mang's closest friend in the past, and was also Wang Bajun's deputy commander.Many people thought that Lu Zhanxing would not die in the end, and thought that he would be pardoned by the emperor at the last moment.

But Jun Shang didn't take Gu Mang's feelings and face into consideration, so Lu Zhanxing was still beheaded.

So, almost everyone sniffed this message——

Gu Mang has really lost his power, and it is impossible to make a comeback.

Gu Jiajun is finished.

No one will accompany a lackey who is in the sunset. There are few saddle horses in front of the generals in the past.

Only Mo Xi from eight years later was with him, but Gu Mang couldn't see him.He stayed at home, lying on the bed in a daze, eating if he could not eat, and not moving if he could, as if the years had stopped.But Mo Xi knew that time was still relentlessly passing by. Mo Xi would sometimes look at his hand, his fingers stretched out, all of which had become transparent - it seemed that it was only a few hours before he left the mirror world.

He didn't even know if he would make it through tonight.

"Gu Shuai."

There was a knock on the door, and someone shouted outside.Gu Mang stared blankly for a while with his eyes open, and then staggered to his feet. Because he had been hungry for too long and lay down for too long, his head was a little dizzy, and he almost fell down after getting off the ground.Mo Xi instinctively went to help him, but couldn't - Gu Mang fell to the ground in embarrassment, and quickly got up again.The door opened, and standing outside was a herald from the palace.

"Your Majesty has a decree, please go to the Golden Luan Hall as soon as possible."

Gu Mang looked very tired: "What's the matter?"

"This..." the herald said, "I don't even know the lower officials, Gu Shuai just go."

Mo Xi understood that it was Your Majesty who was going to give Gu Mang the last task.He couldn't help but pray that he could stay in the time mirror for a while longer, and not let him leave at this time.He really wanted to see what Gu Mang's last appointment was before his rebellion.

After seeing off the officials, Gu Mang came to the dim bronze mirror.He changed into clean coarse clothes and scooped up water to wash his face.Drops of water dripped down his cheeks, washing away the tiredness on his face, but it couldn't wash away the bloodshot eyes.

In order to make himself look more energetic, Gu Mang raised his hands to tie his hair, and combed himself a high ponytail. Then he habitually wanted to fasten the crown buckle representing the badge rank, but his finger touched the table. null.

He is no longer a general.

"...

Gu Mang was silent for a while, groping, and took out a silk ribbon to wrap the hair bun in place. The silk ribbon was lotus root white, and he was secretly wearing it for mourning.

He entered the palace.

When Yulin saw him, the red pheasant on the pocket rustled, and wanted to salute, but quickly realized that he shouldn't do this, so he straightened his head again.

——In the forbidden palace, the majesty of Heaven is so majestic. The guards couldn't look at him openly, but they all secretly watched him appear from the end of the corridor and disappear into the depths of the royal city.

Over the years, Gu Mang has walked through this corridor countless times, his rank is getting higher and higher, and his fans are getting more and more.

But now, he has become a commoner again, with green shirt and cloth shoes, alone.He sprinkled half his life's blood and exhausted all his sincerity. In the end, he turned around and returned to the starting point. There was not much difference from when he first entered Miyagi as a slave.

Stepping into the hall, the throne above the high ranks is majestic. Since it is not the time for the court meeting, a triple-colored soft curtain is placed in front of the throne, covering everything behind it.

The face of a king should not be peeped lightly.

Gu Mang paused, his eyelids did not lift, his eyelashes drooped, his eyes looked at his nose, and his nose looked at his heart.He knelt and kowtowed: "Common man Gu Mang. Greetings to Your Majesty."

The Golden Luan Hall was empty and silent, and there was no answer.

Gu Mang waited quietly for a while, stood up and kowtowed again: "Common man Gu Mang, pay homage to Your Majesty."

This time there was finally a reaction, but the reaction did not come from the throne of the Golden Luan Palace, but from behind Gu Mang, like a thin smoke swaying in.

"My surname is Gu, you also know that you are now a commoner, so why would your majesty want to see you?"

Mo Xi and Gu Mang turned their heads together, but they saw Murong Lian standing at the door with his wide sleeves wrapped around his face in disgust.

Eight years ago, Murong Lian hadn't started smoking Floating Life, so his mental state seemed to be much better than later, and he wasn't so tired or thin.He was wearing a blue and gold-rimmed aristocratic robe. Although his expression was a bit dandy, his shoulders were straight and his long legs stood straight. Lazy.

Gu Mang straightened up and asked, "Why are you?"

"What's wrong with me?" Murong Lian sneered, "Gu Shuai is so forgetful, you have served me in my house for so many years, squeezed my shoulders and beat my legs, and flattered me in every possible way. Why, you have been a general for several years, and even Have you forgotten all your books?"

"..."

"Furthermore, now you are a commoner and I am a prince. It is already your great honor for me to deliver the message to you for your majesty."

The pointed chin was raised, and Murong Lian's fair face showed mockery.

"Kneel down to receive the order?"

Gu Mang was silent for a while, and finally lowered his eyes, he knelt down on the ground, the hem of his light blue robe froze on the ground.Mo Xi was used to seeing Gu Shuai with armor on his body in the past. It turned out that after removing the armor, his bones were thin and thin, and the part of his neck exposed at the wide neckline was so tired that it seemed to break with a light pinch.

Murong Lian stretched out his splendid gold-rimmed and luxurious robe sleeves, took out the emperor's decree, and read slowly: "The Emperor Xi Tianjian, the Emperor Hua's edict, the battle of Fengming, and the corpses floating thousands of miles away. The coach Gu Mang misunderstood people, and the deputy general Lu Zhanxing lost his morals in front of the battle. He beheaded the special envoy of Rouli and trapped thousands of troops in the cauldron. He reviled China's diplomatic relationship. Now the guilty minister Lu Zhanxing has made his first public appearance. He ordered the old coach Gu Mang to take his responsibility. Head, personally go to Rouli to apologize. This is it."

After reading this edict, not to mention Gu Mang, even Mo Xi was stunned.

Your Majesty's intention was to ask Gu Mang to personally carry Lu Zhanxing's head to the Rouli country to apologize for Lu Zhanxing beheading the country's envoy!

The voice in the Time Mirror was already getting softer, and at this moment, Mo Xi felt even more ringing in his ears.

Gu Mang actually wanted to offer Lu Zhanxing's head to his neighbors in person...

Your Majesty doesn't care about Gu Mang's mood at all, it doesn't matter whether Gu Mang will collapse or rebel! ——He was indeed testing Gu Mang's bottom line.

Even at the cost of forcing this person away.

Murong Lian narrowed her three white eyes: "What's the matter? Is Gu Shuai still not accepting the order?"

Mo Xi shook his head.

No.

You don't take...you don't...

But looking at Gu Mang's eyes, this person seemed to have seen through the monarch's disgust. After the initial hesitation, Gu Mang's expression became indifferent, calm, and even a little undisguised disgust.

don't take...

"Common man Gu Mang." A vague voice fell from between Gu Mang's lips and teeth, "...lead the order."

He raised his slightly trembling fingers, and took the imperial edict from Murong Lian's hand.

The cliff falls, everything is a foregone conclusion.

Therefore, in the late autumn of this year, many people had a new destiny - Chonghua's only slave army was in danger, Lu Zhanxing was executed in the East City, and his head hung in the downtown area for three days.In order to humiliate Gu Mang who once contradicted him in court, three days later, the emperor ordered Gu Mang to personally send Lu Zhanxing's head to Rouli Kingdom, as a thank you for beheading him to make him disrespectful.

Gu Mang set out on the road with his brother's head on his back.

Sunset and dusk are the most colorful colors, but in Mo Xi's eyes, they are almost transparent white.The power of the Time Mirror became weaker and weaker, the world inside the mirror began to be stuck with the outside world, and Mo Xi could even occasionally hear singing outside the Time Mirror.

It was Jiang Yexue's voice, reciting the curse.

"Crossing the sea of ​​suffering, yesterday has no pursuit..."

"Yellow beams are a dream, why don't you come back..."

In a daze, Jiang Yexue's voice disappeared, leaving only the sounds of the world inside the mirror.

Gu Mang, who was on a long journey, tightened the cloth bag he was carrying, and came to Yazikou, Dongshi, Chonghua, and walked to a cake stall.

"Miss Boss, here are five pancakes."

The pancake seller is a pretty woman. When Gu Mang came to her stall before, she would yell and laugh, her voice booming, wishing the whole world knew that Gu Shuai ate her home-baked pork pancakes. cake.But today when she looked up from the hearth with a smile, her smile froze.

Gu Mang thought he hadn't made it clear, and said again: "Five pancakes, it's still the same old taste."

The woman suddenly became a little embarrassed.On the one hand, she was anxious to get rid of this man who lost power, even if it was a business relationship, it seemed that it would be hard for her to die, but on the other hand, she was really embarrassed, and her conscience was worried about her snobbish eyes .

After a moment of stalemate at the battle between heaven and man, her husband came over.

"Don't sell it, don't sell it, our house is closed!"

Gu Mang was stunned for a moment, and opened his eyes slightly: "But the evening market has just begun..."

The man said unreasonably, "I won't sell it!"

Gu Mang understood.He glanced at the woman, the woman's face was flushed with embarrassment, her conscience seemed to be completely shattered at this moment, and the shattered blood rushed to her face, dyeing her face a blush.

He remembered that when he first came to her stall to buy cakes, she was a young girl who was as tender as a green onion.Seeing him coming to patronize, I stuttered excitedly.

At that time, she was the same as now, with rosy cheeks.

It's a pity that time has passed, the girl has become a woman, and the reason for her blushing is completely different from before.

Gu Mang sighed, and said, "Forget it. I wanted to buy some and take them on the road. Your home's biscuits are very similar to the ones I ate in the northern border, and they are all very good. Thank you for doing so Good business for many years."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and left. The woman was so ashamed that she couldn't help but looked at his back and shouted: "Gu Shuai——!"

Her man turned pale in shock, and immediately covered her mouth: "What are you yelling about? Don't die!"

The woman trembled, and completely lost her upright courage after the sound. She lowered her head, not daring to speak again.Gu Mang disappeared into the bustling crowd after pausing slightly, and when she looked up again with tears in her eyes, she was no longer seen.

……

Mo Xi stayed by Gu Mang's side, walking and watching from house to house.

Gu Mang seemed to want to bring some food from his hometown to the road, and even stopped eagerly for a moment in front of the stall selling Chonghua paper-cut paintings, but he was too eye-catching, the longer he stayed in Dongshi, the more he stared at the stall. The more people he looks at.

The stall owners would be eager to attract customers, but when he walked by alone, they all kept their brows low and silent, wishing they could disappear into this world with their stalls.

Gu Mang is a sensible person, and he doesn't blame them.

These small businessmen are guarding a small base to make a living, and whoever pays attention to them will have a hard time in the future.He is a person who has lived at the bottom, and knows how painful it is to be underestimated and underfed, so when he looked at these peddlers who avoided him, there was no resentment in his eyes.

It's just that he didn't know that it turned out that it was such a difficult thing to buy a piece or two of the scenery of the old country before leaving.

Gu Mang finally left the bustling East Market empty-handed. He sighed as he walked, "Zhan Xing, I'm sorry, I can't buy your favorite Lihuabai for a while. I can't drink it for you. "

The head in the rucksack naturally couldn't answer.

Gu Mang tightened his rucksack again, and continued walking forward.

Soon, he passed the guards and exited the city gate. He walked on the ancient bridge carved out of white jade. This bridge was called Chonghua Bridge. It spanned the wide moat. One end is connected to the suburban post road with luxuriant grass and long pavilions.

At the end of the bridge, there is a crooked old man who is more than seventy years old. His legs are rotten and he is attacked by mosquitoes and flies.Gu Mang knew this person, and he had been leaning here for years, begging for food from people who went in and out of the city every day.

The old beggar was getting old and never moved. The city guards drove him away countless times. He always rolled his cloudy old eyes, put his hands on the ground, and crawled away cursingly. But after a day or two, he seemed to be attached again. Crawled back like a gangrene, and still stayed here to beg.

Gu Mang once asked others why the old man insisted on being at the gate of the city, paralyzed by the Chonghua Bridge.

At that time, an elderly monk told him that this old man had been on the battlefield before, and his entire army was wiped out later. The old man was greedy for life and afraid of death, so he fled back before the battle and saved his life.The old guy has a bad conscience, and he can't stand it after a while, so he confesses to the old gentleman.But at that time, the old gentleman was carrying out a virtuous government, and he didn't want to kill people, so he just revoked his military rank and his spiritual core, and made him a common man.

He tried to drink away his sorrows, tried to believe in goodness and escape, but in the end he couldn't get rid of his knots.

After that, the days passed day by day, and the mind collapsed day by day.

The young monk became an old monk, and the old monk was insane. Every day, he could recall the moment when he left his comrades and ran away. He was completely driven crazy. In this way, the past can be changed, thinking that the self back then would not turn around and run away.

But it didn't work.

The old man is getting more and more crazy.

He is almost eighty, and for so many years, he has been guarding the Chonghua Bridge day and night.Standing on the road that the army must pass to return to the teacher, a pair of cloudy old eyes are always looking at the distant horizon.

No one knew what he was waiting for.

Until that day, Gu Mang triumphantly returned as a coach for the first time. With a bright red cloak wrapped in bare armor, he rode a golden-winged snow horse, and the mighty army came in billowing dust and smoke.

The dirty and dirty old man by the Chonghua Bridge was suddenly more energetic than anything Gu Mang had seen before.He dragged his severed limbs and struggled to straighten up, tried to wave his hands at them, and shouted with tears in his eyes: "You are back! You are back!"

The entourage wondered, "Who is this old man talking about?"

Gu Mang looked left and right, and only saw himself, and his brothers and sisters who were busy behind him.

Gu Mang didn't think for a long time, and suddenly his heart moved, and he suddenly understood what the old guy had been waiting for——

He was waiting, waiting for those brothers who were abandoned by him back then to go back to the city in high spirits and fresh clothes after decades of time.

The old guy has been waiting.

So Gu Mang got off the horse and walked up to him, the old man looked up at him, the sun pierced the old man's dim eyes, and the old man cried, kowtowing to Gu Mang while crying, On the other hand, he moved to hug him.

Lu Zhanxing clicked his lips at that time and said, "Mang'er, it's so dirty!"

Gu Mang said, "It's okay."

He raised his hand and touched the old guy's head.

When people are weak, they will make mistakes. The deserter suffered most of his life for his escape, Gu Mang thought, enough is enough.

The old guy opened his leaky mouth and cried hysterically, calling Gu Mang "Xiao Zhao" for a while, and "Xiao Chen" and "Little Winter Melon" for a while.

Gu Mang answered everything one by one, and from that day on, the old guy was safe.

He's still a bit crazy, but instead of staring straight at the horizon, he's starting to act like a serious beggar, smiling at people passing by, shaking a dirty broken bowl, and singing his The lotus falls.

"..." Gu Mang tightened the cloth bag that wrapped Lu Zhanxing's head, and walked to the end of Chonghua Bridge.He knew that today might be the last time he passed by this old beggar.

"Old man."

The old beggar had a good harvest today, and there was a big steamed bun in the broken begging bowl and a piece of cake in his arms.He actually doesn't remember who Gu Mang is. Although Gu Mang solved his knot when his class teacher returned to the court, he is old after all and has been tortured by obsession for so long. He doesn't remember who he was. A general got off his horse and was willing to forgive him as a sinner and be his little Zhao, Xiaochen, and Xiaodonggua.

So he raised his head, smiled silly, and looked at Gu Mang very leisurely.

"Master, give me a reward."

Gu Mang also looked down at this stinky beggar. After watching for a while, he also smiled.

"The only person who is willing to talk to me now is you."

After speaking, he handed all the soft shell coins in Qiankun's bag to the old beggar.

Gu Mang said, "Let's go."

He got up, but the moment he got up, the old man suddenly grabbed his wrist.

"what happened?"

The old man seemed to be aware of something, but he didn't seem to be aware of anything. Finally, tremblingly, he stretched out his hand that looked like a dead wood like a chicken paw, and took out the dirty pancake from his bosom.

Like presenting a treasure, the creases on his face are full of smiles.

"Give, give."

"For me?"

The old man seemed to have a sense that ordinary people do not have because he was close to the destiny, so he kept stuffing the pancakes into Gu Mang's hands: "Take, with your brother, eat on the way... eat on the way..."

Gu Mang was stunned.

Perhaps the eyes of old people and children can see ghosts and the future.

He looked at the wrinkled old face that shriveled like a walnut, and after a while, he slowly settled into a smile, and took the cake from the old country from the hand of the old beggar.

"Thank you. After all, I can still take away a piece of my hometown."

The old man nodded at him ignorantly, with trembling lips, he kept saying, "You guys want to come back, you want to come back..."

Gu Mang's smile paused, but he didn't fall down. His eyelashes trembled slightly, and he got up and said, "Let's go."

After he finished speaking, he carried the cloth bag on his back and looked back at the towering tower.

On the city tower, the two strong and solemn seal script characters of "Chonghua" are illuminated by the setting sun, shining brightly and dazzlingly.

Gu Mang looked at it for a long time, he seemed to be muttering to himself, and he seemed to be talking to someone.

He said again: "Let's go."

let's go.

The remnants of Wang Bajun were still detained in prison by Jun Shang, and Lu Zhanxing's remnants were in Gu Mang's backpack.No one came to practice for Gu Mang.

He turned around and walked alone on the Chonghua Bridge.The river under the bridge is rolling, just like yesterday's glory and dust.

And the old man by the Chonghua Bridge suddenly stretched out his voice and yelled at this moment—his voice was like a broken gong and drum. The old man stretched his neck, watching Gu Mang's figure walk towards the twilight horizon.With a hoarse voice, he knocked on the begging bowl with trembling hands, opened his mouth, and began to sing a section of the lotus falling that he remembered most fluently——

"In human nature, time flies like a shuttle. I said that time passes in a different way. In the past, the prosperous people envied me, and it was easy to waste it once a year. Unfortunately, I have no money today, and the moment is like a long year. In front of the mountain. There is a sound of encirclement, and the common people welcome them like gods. Today, when the gold is gone, who will recover, and the friends will leave the group, and the hunting dogs will cook. There is no good porridge in the day and no sleep in the night, and you end up singing lily lotus on the street. Who can live up to two cuts in life, Don’t blame your parents, don’t blame the sky. I knew that I’ve encountered ups and downs here, and I’ve become a demon on the day of repentance. Now there’s nothing I can do, so I’m trying to persuade people not to be like me!”

I also once carried Gao Xuan on a light fur and fat horse, pointing out that thousands of people drove to the front of the mountain.

I also once held the jade waist with the Xuanjia in my pocket, and the arrow pierced the feathers and moved the nine heavens.

And now...

Mo Xi opened his eyes. He looked at Gu Mang's back without blinking. If he blinked more, he would look less. He just watched Gu Mang go away. Tears finally flowed down his face. Everyone knows that Gu Mang's treason is painful, but knowing it in his heart and seeing it with his own eyes is not the same feeling after all.

The heart is piercing, and the soul is broken.

Why did it come to this point...

Why have you come to this point? ! !

In the old days, the young man in fresh clothes and angry horse, like a beggar who lost his soul, a wild ghost with no idea, walked all the way from the Changting ancient road to the distance...

And Mo Xi knew that his departure was a seven-year parting from Chonghua.

When he came back, his soul was gone, his mind was damaged, his body was covered in blood, and the gap was hard to bridge.

When he came back, he would be fine, and Gu Mang would be fine.Regardless of the conspiracy eight years ago, the fault has been made - and it can never be changed.

"Gu Mang..."

The heart pierced like a sharp awl, and Mo Xi wanted to follow him, but Jiang Yexue's singing sound became more and more vivid in his ears, and all the colors in the mirror of time had faded beyond recognition.

Gu Mang's figure was also so thin that it seemed that he would disappear at any moment.

He seemed to want to wade through the sea of ​​time and reach the end of the years to embrace that lonely figure.

I want to wade through the ocean of blood to bring back the old man who never looked back.

But as the curse-breaking chanting came to an end, Mo Xi couldn't move.Leaving this world in just a moment, Mo Xi can only watch that small, lonely figure, unaccompanied, going on the road alone——

His internal organs seemed to be torn apart.

He even wanted to ask Jiang Yexue to wait a little longer...don't read any more...

Wait a little longer and give him one last moment.

At least let him accompany Gu Mang through this post road, at least let him accompany him for a while longer.

"Crossing the sea of ​​suffering, yesterday has no pursuit..."

Let him stay with him again.

no hate.

Without feud.

Just a moment longer.

"Yellow beams are a dream, why don't you come back..."

stop reading...

Finally, in this severe pain of parting from life to death, Mo Xi watched Gu Mang's figure being finally swallowed by the light of the earth and sky, covered by endless darkness, his heart was convulsing, struggling and twitching, his heartbeat could not slow down The pain almost destroyed his mind as well.He didn't even want to go back to reality, he would only be in more pain than before.

What he had to face was the broken pieces of Gu Mang again, and what he had to clean up was the mess all over the world.

How did he face Gu Mang?What do you think of Your Majesty?

How could he abandon the sins committed by Gu Mang, and how could he suppress his love for Gu Mang?

Time and space are a mirror of yellow beams and dreams, how many people in the world of mortals are drunk to death.The description of this mirror by the elders of the school palace in the past was not a lie... Mo Xi was dragged out by a ruthless force in such severe pain that made him unable to breathe, and countless grotesque reflections flashed before his eyes——Gu The smile at the end of Mang's eyes, the annoyance in Gu Mang's eyes, the eternally fiery young man in the school days, the traitor who never turned back on the Dongting battleship, all the joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys they have experienced together in half their lives come to mind at this moment. Everything was broken in the afterglow of the setting sun on the Chonghua Bridge...

-

"Mr. Xihe!"

Jiang Yexue's voice came.

Mo Xi suddenly fell down on the icy ground of the Bat Tower, his eyes were wide open, his chest heaved violently, and he couldn't breathe... He was like a fish being dragged ashore, and the pain of the dilemma seemed to shake his body. The bones and his flesh were peeled off, and he was lying on the ground gasping for breath. In the confusion, he saw Jiang Yexue coming, and saw Jiang Yexue kneeling beside him...

"Gu Mang..." Mo Xi almost choked up, "Gu Mang..."

"Don't go anymore...don't go down..."

Jiang Yexue grabbed his hand and examined his heart pulse, which turned out to be a sign of dying.The pain was so painful that my heart was about to stop—gouging out my heart, gouging out my heart... The bone and the flesh were going to be separated... The heart seemed to be crying in despair, as if saying that it really didn't know how to face love. Sin...it's better to kill him...it's better to let it stop.

too painful.

Once again, I watched the most important person go to hell, no... no... he was forced to hell... lured to hell... and this time he still couldn't even save and accompany him...he still couldn't Knowing the final truth about Gu Mang's treason...

"Xihe-jun!!" Jiang Yexue called him anxiously, "Mo Xi!! Mo Xi!!!"

Don't go any further...there is a dead end ahead...

At this moment, another ray of golden light suddenly radiated from the time mirror, and Gu Mang also retreated from the mirror—he fell heavily and fell on the ground of the demon tower.

Mo Xi supported his body that was worn down to the point of collapse in the mirror of time: "Gu Mang..."

He staggered, stumbled and crawled over. He looked at the body lying on the ground, and he struggled to hold Gu Mang's hand. Whether it was eight years ago or in the mirror, he didn't hold it. hand.

"Gu Mang..."

The fingertips trembled violently, and they were about to clasp them—but at that moment, the man lying on the ground suddenly moved, his palms curled up, and he retracted unconsciously.

Then, Gu Mang slowly - slowly sat up.

Silence.

He closed his eyes, frowned, his eyelashes trembled, and then slowly opened them.

His face was pale and his lips pale.

"..." He turned his head to look at Mo Xi, and didn't speak for a long time.His eyes went from trance to clarity, from broken to out of focus, the emotions and blood that he lacked when he woke up were like ink on paper, slowly depicting his spirit and temperament bit by bit.

A familiar face appeared in Mo Xi's eyes.It was during this process from drowsiness to waking up that he seemed to see an epiphyllum that had been sleeping for a long time finally budding - Gu Mang was no longer that ignorant puppet, no longer that prisoner slave who didn't know where the day was.

His eyes are still tempered blue.

But the expression on that face gradually changed from stupefied to calm, rebellious, sober and invincible.

Without any explanation, without even a word, Mo Xi can recognize that this Gu Mang is by no means Gu Mang after his spiritual consciousness has been broken, but...

The one who returned from the time mirror was Gu Mang who had recovered his past memories! ! !

Chonghua's beast on the altar, the former Senior Brother Gu Shuai!