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"What's the use of saying this? If Zuiyue doesn't come back, you and I won't feel at ease. Yun Chen, tell me, how can I use the power of the king to find Huihun River?"

Mu Ze's tone softened, he held on to He Qi's clothes tightly, his eyes showed earnestness: "You know Huihun River, you have been there before."

Huihun River?Fang Sheng had never heard of it before, he looked sideways at Feng Lin, and before he could ask, he heard Feng Lin say: "It is said that there is a river of returning souls, no matter what kind of life it is, it can return its soul."

When he said this, Feng Lin held Fang Sheng's hand more forcefully, and his brows were even more twisted together, showing complicated eyes.

"It's all fake," He Qi lowered his eyes and slumped his shoulders: "It's just a lie made up by greedy people who yearn for longevity. If I can really return my soul, how can I let Zuiyue die?"

"Why don't you want to tell me the truth?" Mu Ze backed away, and he looked at He Qi in disbelief: "It's come to this point, you still lie to me! You are just a swordsman practicing in the mountains, why is your lifespan comparable to that of a demon?"

"Drunk Moon gave it to me," He Xi said with a painful face, his voice was hoarse, and his fingers scratched the skin of his palm: "I said a long time ago that my life span was given to me by Zui Yue, why don't you believe it?"

"There is no reason why a demon's lifespan can be transferred to a human!" Mu Ze waved his hand uncontrollably, and the sword in his hand went straight to He Qi's heart: "Do you still think I am the boy who didn't understand anything a thousand years ago? Dust, I have always been a joke in your heart."

"I didn't lie to you..." He Qi's expression was tangled, he grabbed the sword in Mu Ze's hand, and the blade cut through his palm: "I have been looking for you for thousands of years, but I just don't want you to do these useless efforts. Huihun River is not a rumor at all. You can't bear the price behind it."

"The price?" Mu Ze looked at He Qi, first laughed softly, and then laughed loudly, as if he had heard a big joke, he laughed until tears flowed out.

Wiping the tears from the corner of his eyes, Mu Ze asked: "What price is more tormenting than living in the guilt and self-blame of thousands of years? Yun Chen, you have been to Huihun River, tell me, what is your price? "

He Qi moved his lips, his voice was dry, he showed a wry smile, and asked, "Does it count if you can't ask for it for a thousand years?"

☆、Chapter 25

Blood flowed down He Qi's hand, and he didn't intend to let go of the sword at all.

Mu Ze looked at him, neither of them would be defeated first.

Fang Sheng looked at the posture of the two, and it was not an option to continue this stalemate. Since the two didn't really want to fight, they might as well sit down and have a good chat.

Fang Sheng was thinking about how to persuade the two of them. Out of his corner of the eye, Feng Lin flew across the lake and landed steadily beside He Qi and Mu Ze.

I thought he was trying to persuade him to fight, but when Feng Lin raised his hand, the black mist dispersed He Qi's hand holding the sword. At the same time, the dark blue mist in his hand condensed and pressed against Mu Ze's neck.

"Hand over the power of the king." Feng Lin's tone was indifferent and could not be refuted, and there was a sense of oppression in his black eyes.

Mu Ze glanced at the unstable demonic aura around his neck, then looked at the bloodshot eyes that hadn't faded in Feng Lin's eyes, and smiled: "Where is the little demon that jumped out, even a small illusion can disturb your mind, how dare you be presumptuous?"

"Stop!" Seeing that Mu Ze wanted to push away the evil spirit in front of him, He Qi quickly stopped him: "He can cut off the pulse of a person in an instant, Mu Ze, don't act rashly, give him the power of a king."

Hearing this, Mu Ze frowned, and looked at Fenglin again, only to find that the mist on his body was different from the demonic aura in his hands, logically speaking, this was a sign of being possessed by demons.

But Feng Lin, with clear eyes, doesn't look like a demon, how could such a thing happen?

"Hand it over." Feng Lin narrowed his eyes and repeated again.

His tone was not as calm and calm as usual, but uncharacteristically irritable.

He Xi knew that Mu Ze's tricks would follow the individual's heart and bring out the greatest terror in his heart.

"Feng Lin, calm down, no matter what you see in the illusion, it's all fake." Others don't know Feng Lin's ability, but He Qi has seen it with his own eyes. Although he doesn't know what the move is, he killed him instantly. The picture of the rat demon is still vivid in his mind.

"Illusions weave hypotheses based on memory, I have no memory," Feng Lin said, his voice hoarse, with a look of loneliness in his eyes: "The illusions I see are fragmented pictures retained in the subconscious mind, and they do not harm me at all, let alone Not fear."

"Hand over the power of the king, and spare you death." Feng Lin raised his eyes again, the streamer in his eyes turned slightly, and the black mist billowed around his body.

"Yes," Mu Ze responded, reached into his arms and took out a small black box. He opened the small box and said, "As long as I reach Huihun River, I will give you the power of a king."

The moment Mu Ze opened the box, the compass in Fang Sheng's hand reacted, and the golden light shone, echoing with the fragments in the box.

The golden demonic aura attached to it swayed, Feng Lin looked at the soft golden color, the dark blue mist in his hands dissipated, and the half-demon boy who was pulling his clothes and calling him 'King' emerged in his mind, all the evil aura on his body seemed to be After being purified and baptized, it disappeared.

As if possessed by a demon, Feng Lin stared at the fragments in the box, slowly raised his hand to reach over, he lost his mind, his soul was almost sucked in.

Fang Sheng had never seen Feng Lin like this, even if it was the first time he saw the king's power on the compass, he had never lost his composure like this.

Since the first day he met Fenglin, he has been calm and self-possessed. Today's gaffe is too abnormal.

'Whoosh'!

Feng Lin's hand didn't wait to touch the fragments, and the arrow passed by Feng Lin's hand, the arrow sank into Mu Ze's shoulder, and the box containing the fragments fell to the ground.

Dazed for a moment, Feng Lin returned to his senses and immediately backed away. Black mist rose from his body, protecting Fang Sheng who had just arrived by his side. He looked in the direction of the arrow. mask man.

Seeing that Mu Ze was injured, He Qi immediately blew up. He quickly hugged Mu Ze to check the injury: "How are you?"

Enduring the pain, Mu Ze pulled out the arrow and looked at the body of the arrow. It was ordinary, with no extra patterns, and he couldn't tell where it came from.

"No problem." Throwing away the arrow, Mu Ze squinted his eyes slightly, looked at the man wearing the ghost mask and said, "Yun Chen, are you old, and you don't even know you're being followed by so many people?"

There are many enchantments in the Mountain of No Return, and the way of hiding is even more ingenious. Unless it is tracking, otherwise, it is impossible to be discovered.

"Who is here?" Mu Ze asked those people, always knowing their identities.

The evil spirit didn't speak, and several people drew their bows and shot arrows. This time, it was different from before, the arrows were filled with evil spirit.

The arrow flew extremely fast, and the black mist rose in the wind, Fang Sheng quickly opened his protection, He Qi picked up the sword on the ground, blocked the arrow and said violently: "If you don't speak, you will kill them all!"

He Qi picked up the fragments on the ground and threw them to Feng Lin. He rushed over first, followed closely by Mu Ze.

Those who step into the Mountain of No Return privately will die!

Feng Lin caught the fragments, a small piece with cracks on it, it was a trace of patchwork, the fragments were not big, it could barely be seen that it was the shape of the end.

There was a golden monster lying quietly in his palm, Feng Lin couldn't bear to hold it, he moved closer cautiously, as if he wanted to see it more clearly, and also wanted to smell it.

"Feng Lin..." Fang Sheng was inexplicably uncomfortable seeing Feng Lin like this, he supported Feng Lin's hand holding the fragment and said, "Why do you suddenly want the power of a king so much?"

"Isn't this our purpose?" Feng Lin asked without answering, his eyes kept falling on the debris, and he slowly handed it to Fang Sheng: "Put it away."

Fang Sheng pursed his lips, picked up the pieces and put them in the guide, and the two pieces quickly fused together.

"You should be clear that everything in the illusion is fake," Fang Sheng put away the compass and reminded Feng Lin: "No matter what you see, don't believe it, you told me this."

"I don't have a complete memory like yours." Feng Lin withdrew his gaze, feeling lost. He looked towards the bamboo forest, and said in a calm voice, "All the subconscious that can be glimpsed are real."

"What did you see?" Fang Sheng asked, "About the king's power?"

"No, it's more important than the power of the king." When Feng Lin said this, his brows and eyes returned to calm, as if he had seen a beautiful picture, the corners of his lips could not help but curl up, and his black eyes were a little clearer than before.

Fang Sheng waited for him to continue to say, what is more important than the power of the king, he hoped that Feng Lin would take the initiative to tell him.

It's a pity that Feng Lin didn't say anything, he just saw He Qi and Mu Ze chasing the ghost masked people and disappeared from sight, then he turned around and grabbed Fang Sheng, trying to catch up.

"Wait a minute." Fang Sheng paused, moved the injured Dahua and Yuanmeier to the protection, told the little fox to take good care of them, and then chased after them together.

Those wearing the masks of evil spirits couldn't resist the attacks of He Qi and Mu Ze at all. When the two of them really got serious, their abilities should not be underestimated.

Seeing those people jumping into the water to run.

The Mountain of No Return has been exposed, and they cannot be allowed to leave so easily.

Without hesitation, Mu Ze and He Qi jumped down and chased them all the way to Shang Yuan.

Feng Lin led Fang Sheng out of the Mountain of No Return, and the four of them jumped out of the sea and landed on the ground. Immediately, many armed men rushed out and surrounded them.

Fang Sheng simply scanned a circle of people, and it was obvious that they came prepared, and it took more than a day or two to prepare.

Among these people, everyone wears a different mask, some of them are monsters, and some of them use monster energy, while humans hold magic weapons.

Fang Sheng scanned those weapons carefully, and found that they were all low-quality products made on the black market without the logo of the Demon Alliance.

"Heh, it seems that I am not returning to the mountain, and I have attracted many guests." Mu Zesui couldn't tell whether the other party was a human or a monster, but the murderous aura displayed by the other party was strong and pungent.

"Hand over the power of the king." In the crowd, a man wearing a Shura mask spoke. His voice was mechanical and processed.

"Competing for fragments is something that the entire demon world agrees to. You dare not reveal your real body. Which one is shameless?" He Qi moved slightly, approaching Mu Ze, guarding his back.

The man in the Shura mask stopped talking, he gestured, and everyone around him raised their weapons. It seemed that a fierce battle was inevitable.

Mu Ze acted first, he diffused the evil energy, trying to confuse the enemy's mind, the evil energy just swam to the edge of those people's feet, the human with the magic weapon immediately jumped forward, using the magic weapon in his hand to open the enchantment , blocking Mu Ze's attack.

"Oh?" Mu Ze raised his eyebrows, looked at the magic tools and said, "It seems that I have done enough homework."

Whether it's the enemy's sorcery or the arrows in the back row, they all went into battle to attack. Fang Sheng immediately opened his protection, but the enemy's attacks were too many, and the spells were broken before they were all opened.

Instead of defending, it is better to attack, take out the attacking spell, and Fang Sheng fights with everyone.

The scene was very chaotic, and the opponent was not an ant who could be crushed by others. The monster energy and the magic weapon's attack were mixed together. Their ability was not as good as that of Shang Sheng and others, but they were also numerous, so they should not be underestimated.

"Feng Lin, where's your trump card?" After going back and forth for a while, He Qi was out of breath, then he approached Feng Lin's neutral position, and hurriedly asked, "Use it if you have it, or we'll all be stuck here."

"Not enough time to prepare." Fenglin Heiwu even defended and attacked, facing the unequal number of crushes, it seemed difficult.

"How long will we create time for you?" If this goes on like this, sooner or later he will be exhausted and become a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. The enemy will kill every move and every move. The only thing he can rely on now is Feng Lin's ability.

"Five seconds." After Feng Lin's voice fell, the four of them immediately adjusted their positions, protecting Feng Lin in the middle, and giving him time.

"Fang Sheng, prepare the phoenix fire." Feng Lin touched Fang Sheng's shoulder and told him quickly.

Fang Sheng's hands fell one by one, which was a powerful attack, but there were really many people on the other side, and the defense was well prepared, as if he knew their abilities, and they were all prepared accordingly.

"Okay," Fang Sheng cast a talisman with both hands, his expression focused: "I see."

Seeing that they were all protecting Fenglin, the enemy also concentrated their attacks and headed towards Fenglin specifically, wanting to interrupt their plan.

Fortunately, Fenglin didn't need a long time, five seconds could still last.

"Fang Sheng, Huo." The dark blue mist in Feng Lin's hands condensed, his eyes were cold, his aura suddenly expanded, and all the monsters in the field, including Mu Ze, stiffened involuntarily for a moment.

At this moment, it was not easy for Fang Sheng. He seized the gap, took out the phoenix fire charm in his hand, and released it at Feng Lin without hesitation.

Feng Lin raised the unformed fog sword in his hand, wrapped it around the phoenix fire, the two forces interacted, the phoenix screamed loudly, entangled in the mist, from a distance, it seemed to be holding a burning sword.

Without hesitation, Feng Lin slashed his sword at the enemy in front of him. In an instant, a phoenix wrapped in dark blue flames rushed towards the crowd.

The enemy immediately set up barriers and protections, but the power of the phoenix was too strong, it swallowed all the barriers and protections, and burned them to the blood and heart of the people. Totally out of breath.

There was no such item in the information investigated by the masked person. They were stunned for a few seconds, and the Shura mask immediately made a judgment and retreated!

How could Feng Lin let them escape? With another sword strike, the dark blue phoenix fire once again devoured many people who had no time to dodge. At the same time, the phoenix wept, as if reluctant to part with it. To the limit.

If the two phoenix fires go down, the opponent will lose at least two-thirds of the people, and there are people like Mu Ze and He Qi. If the fight continues, the enemy will undoubtedly lose.

With Shura's mask on, he fought and retreated. It was impossible for He Qi to let them escape. He threatened the Mountain of No Return, and he would not spare any of them.

He Qi ran after him, and he put the slow ones on the ground.

After a few steps, he found that Mu Ze hadn't moved.

Mu Ze stood where he was, as if someone had fixed him in place. Looking at Feng Lin's back, apart from fear, there was also instinctive reverence in his eyes.

"Mu Ze, what are you doing? Let these people go, it's over if you don't return to the mountain!" He Qi yelled at Mu Ze while blocking the flying arrows with his sword.

After the words fell, he suddenly felt that Mu Ze was getting farther and farther away from him, the scene in front of him gradually lost its light, and his ears gradually lost his hearing.

Tsk!But at this time, I fell ill!

He Qi's five senses were damaged. He waved the sword in his hand indiscriminately. Slowly, he couldn't feel the existence of the sword in his hand, and couldn't hear his voice calling Mu Ze.

He Qi didn't know how to describe the feeling of losing his five senses, because there was no feeling at all, not even fear, as if he didn't exist in this world.

"Cloud dust!!"

Suddenly, Mu Ze's call came from He Qi's ear, and the faint light returned to his eyes.

Oh, it's Shang Yuan's day.

The strength in He Qi's body drained rapidly, and he felt a strong sense of exhaustion. He fell straight down, and fell into a long-awaited warm embrace.

Shang Yuan's sky has always been full of stars, and the Milky Way is as beautiful as a beholder's eye.

"Yunchen, Yunchen, can you hear me?"

"Mu Ze," He Qi regained his sight. Seeing Mu Ze's worried face so close to him, he smiled suddenly, "When was the last time you hugged me like this?"

Mu Ze didn't speak, his eyes were red.

"Thousands of years ago?" He Qi's body became colder and colder. He looked at Mu Ze and said jokingly, "What's your expression? It seems like I'm going to die."

He Qi thought that his five senses had disappeared for a moment, and there was nothing serious about it. He moved his body and wanted to get up, and he was still grateful for Mu Ze hugging him like this.

With this movement, he felt the pain in his body, and when he looked down, He Qi saw that he had been hit by many arrows at some point, and one was stuck in his chest, and the body of the arrow pierced through his heart.

Ha, this crow's mouth is really about to die.

☆、Chapter 26

It took only a few seconds for He Qi's five senses to disappear.

During these few seconds, the enemy was eager to escape and released all the arrows, which were as dense as hemp.

The others were already some distance away from He Qi, but Mu Ze immediately realized that something was wrong with He Qi, so he rushed over to protect He Qi.

Feng Lin's left hand was burned by the phoenix fire, Fang Sheng was asking if he was okay, when he saw dense arrows shooting at He Qi in the blink of an eye.

The talisman and black mist of the two, together with Mu Ze's protection, were given to He Qi immediately.

However, those arrows with a demonic aura still pierced through the protection and entered He Qi's body.

Mu Ze got an arrow in his shoulder, and he saw that one of the arrows was going towards He Qi's chest. He grabbed the arrow regardless of the pain, obviously he had already grasped the body of the arrow, but it was still a step too late. It was only a few tenths of a second.

"Alright," He Qi lay back into Mu Ze's arms, and said contentedly, "If I had known you could hug me, I would have given my life away earlier."

"Don't talk nonsense!" Mu Ze scolded He Qi, his voice choked with tears: "Your death was given by Zuiyue, can you take it away, I have the final say, I won't let you die, Yun Chen, you can't die……"

"Why don't you call me He Qi?" He Qi touched Mu Ze's hand, struggling to write in his palm: "He Qi, He Qi, I've been waiting for you to look back at me, now, Have you waited?"

Mu Ze couldn't hold back, and put He Qi's hand on his cheek, tears still fell down.

"Don't cry, I've chased you for thousands of years, not to see you cry." He Qi's voice became weaker and weaker, his eyes kept falling on Mu Ze's face, greedy and persistent.

"I know, I know." Mu Ze sobbed, he couldn't control his emotions, and big tears fell down.

He has been dealing with brother Yunchen for thousands of years, and he didn't do it for this result.

"You know you're still running so fast, don't wait for me." He Qi felt so tired, he couldn't bear to close his eyes, he couldn't bear to close his eyes, and he couldn't bear to let go of Mu Ze: "Mu Ze, don't look for Hunhe, Huihunhe charges the same price as wish , I don’t want you to bear the pain of a thousand years like me.”

He Qi pointed to himself, and continued: "That day outside Jianzhuang, Zuiyue was dying. I heard that the Huihun River can save lives, so I brought Zuiyue to the Huihun River, but the entrance of the Huihun River was not open. I didn't open it, I was the second person to enter Huihun River."

Speaking of this, He Qi glanced at Feng Lin behind Fang Sheng, and then looked at Mu Ze: "I pray for Huihun River to save Zuiyue, Huihun River will use my life for life, and my human body can only be given to Zuiyue." The fate of the moon is less than a hundred years, Zuiyue refused, she asked me to take care of you, but instead begged Huihun River to give me a lifespan equivalent to that of a monster."

"You'll be fine. I'll save you. Since Huihun River can change your life, then I'll give you my life again." Mu Ze kissed the back of He Qi's hand, her silver hair hanging down in strands.

"Stupid or not, you are willing, I am still reluctant," He Qi smiled, touched Mu Ze's face and continued: "There is only one deal with Huihunhe, and Zuiyue and I are people who can no longer deal with each other." , My price, besides not being able to ask for my lover for thousands of years, is also my five senses that are constantly disappearing. One day, all my five senses will disappear and I will never come back."

No one knows what it's like to lose all five senses. Even though you are alive, you can't feel your existence in the world. It's worse than being in a vegetable state. It's a kind of horror that spreads to the bottom of your heart. Just thinking about it makes people tremble .

Compared with the disappearance of all five senses, death may be a better belonging.

"Feng Lin, I have something to tell you." He Qi shifted his gaze to Feng Lin. He was too weak, and his voice was only breathless.

Hearing this, Feng Lin leaned closer to He Qi and bent his body, putting his ear to He Qi's lips.

He Qi's voice was extremely low: "I felt familiar with you the first time I saw you. Was it you who found Huihun River before me?"

Feng Lin's black pupils were tinged with coolness, his voice was still steady, but he couldn't hide his loneliness: "Maybe, I dreamed of a half-demon boy, and I knew that I liked and cherished him very much, maybe it has something to do with him."

When He Qi heard this, he just smiled bitterly, held Mu Ze's hand tightly, and said nothing.

Feng Lin straightened up, pulled Fang Sheng aside, and left the rest of the time to Mu Ze.

Fang Sheng moved aside following Feng Lin's force, he was in a daze and couldn't react.

"Fenglin, He Qi, he...he..." Fang Sheng used to be a young man who liked to study monster stories. In his life, death and injury were never normal.

The Xia Qing and the mouse demon who died before were all monsters he didn't know and didn't know well, and he didn't feel anything in his heart. Now that He Qi was seriously injured, he instinctively hoped that this was a lie.

"You should be clear." Feng Lin glanced at He Qi and Mu Ze who were not far away, and the aura belonging to He Qi was almost dissipated: "True cruelty and heartache are often caused by powerlessness."

Feng Lin raised his burned hand and patted Fang Sheng's head: "You don't have to get used to it, but you have to accept it."

"En." Seemingly understanding, Fang Sheng took Feng Lin's injured hand, held it carefully in his palm and asked, "Does it hurt?"

"A little bit," Feng Lin replied truthfully: "Some are beyond my control, but it's okay, and I'll recover tomorrow."

Mu Ze hugged He Qi all the time, talking to him, talking about the time when the two of them were ignorant and youthful, about Qing Guang's reincarnation, and about the hard work of hiding the mountain of no return.

At the last moment, Mu Ze gave He Qi an illusion.

In the illusion, he returned to the carefree time with Mu Ze. The two lay on the hillside counting the stars, grilled fish by the stream, and practiced swords on the platform on the top of the mountain.

Mu Ze was stupid, he had to be taught by He Qi every time he practiced the sword, and the next day, he said he didn't remember, and He Qi had to teach him several times.

"Brother Yunchen, will you always be with me?"

At sunset and dusk, the little crane demon held the grilled fish in his hand, and looked at the cloud dust with a disfigured face on the opposite side through the firelight.

Yun Chen wiped his mouth, got up and sat next to Mu Ze, hugged his shoulder fiercely, and said in a breathless way: "Yes, I will be with you for the rest of my life!"

Time stops passing, and there is only a moment left in a lifetime.

Mu Ze took He Qi back to the Mountain of No Return and was buried with Zui Yue and Qing Guang.

Beside He Qi, there was also an empty tombstone, Mu Ze told Fang Sheng and Feng Lin that it was for himself.

He sat in front of He Qi's tomb, poured a glass of wine, and talked about what happened thousands of years ago.

The night He Qi asked Zui Yue that Qing Guang was going to elope, Mu Ze couldn't sleep because he tossed and turned, he didn't want to leave, he wanted to stay by He Qi's side.

He couldn't hold back, he went out in the dark, sneaked into He Qi's room, and asked He Qi to leave with them.

When He Qi saw Mu Ze appearing in Jianzhuang, he was terrified. He was afraid that someone would accidentally discover him and kill Mu Ze.

He Qi comforted Mu Ze, and we will talk about things tomorrow, Mu Ze also reacted, and after a while of fear, he quietly left Jianzhuang.

That night, Mu Ze felt that someone was following him, but he was not sure. He was young and didn't realize the serious relationship behind this incident, so he just went home.

On the day when Zuiyue and Qingguang agreed to go together, Mu Ze played with his temper. He used his anger to express his inner shyness and didn't want to admit that he liked He Qi.

On the way to the agreed place, Zuiyue walked ahead, Mu Ze followed slowly behind, Zuiyue turned her head and asked him with a smile: "Mu Ze, do you like Yunchen?"

Mu Ze must have been shy, his ears were red, he pushed Zuiyue away, telling her not to talk nonsense.

"Send me to Qingguang," Zuiyue took Mu Ze's hand and said, "When it's over, I have something to tell you."

Mu Ze shook off Zuiyue's hand, refused to go any further, and really followed Zuiyue to leave here. The next time he saw He Qi, he didn't know when it would be, but he was also reluctant to part with his sister.

When he was struggling, Zuiyue walked away.

When Mu Ze catches up with Zui Yue again, what he sees is the scene of blood flowing like a river.

For thousands of years, Mu Ze has always blamed his recklessness and ignorance for harming his sister. If he hadn't gone to find He Qi that day and hadn't been followed, there would be no tragedy later, even if he followed Zui Yue closely and had a good time with her. Speaking, at least, there is a chance to protect my sister.

Zuiyue loves Wu and Wu, and can't bear to kill Qingguang's fellow disciples. Mu Ze is different, he doesn't care about those.

Perhaps there are countless possibilities to avoid the most tragic ending, but reality has given the most grievous choice.

After Mu Ze left the Mountain of No Return, he has been avoiding He Qi and deliberately confronting He Qi, just to punish himself.

Thousands of years of love can't get it, for Mu Ze, why not.

He Qi said that his benefactor asked him to bring a message to Mu Ze.

At that time in Huihun River, in the last time, Zuiyue said to He Qi: "Tell Mu Ze for me, if he likes it, then stay."

This sentence of understanding and blessing is a thousand years late.

"Will you stay in Buguishan?" In front of the tombstone, Fang Sheng took the wine that Mu Ze handed over, drank it down, put down the wine cup and said, "The location of Buguishan is no longer hidden."

"No problem," Mu Ze put one hand on his bent knee, and looked at He Qi's name softly with his eyes: "It took me a hundred years to find Qingguang after reincarnation. Maybe, in a short while, I will see you again." He Qi is gone."

"What about not returning to the mountain?" Fang Sheng asked again, "What are you going to do?"

"No return to the mountain, no return to the mountain," Mu Ze let out a breath slowly: "Maybe the name was wrong at the beginning, since it is already no return to the mountain, this time, there is really no need to come back."

Standing up, Mu Ze shook off the dust on his body. Without He Qi, he had nothing in his eyes, no extra extravagant hope.

"By the way, He Qi has news for me to bring to you." Mu Ze picked up the sword He Qi used before, and said in a calm voice, "Kong Jue and Nan Xing, they have as many pieces of king power as I do. He Qi had a face-to-face meeting with them before."

Touching the sword in his hand, Mu Ze continued, "Kong Jue is a human being, Nan Xing was a demon before."

"It used to be a demon?" Fang Sheng and E Fenglin looked at each other, both of them had the same doubts in their eyes, turning around, Fang Sheng asked Mu Ze again: "Is it not now?"

Putting away the sword, Mu Ze turned around and walked slowly towards the exit of the Mountain of No Return. His voice gradually faded away, empty and calm: "When you see the two of them, you will know."

☆、Chapter 27

At dusk and dusk, the clouds in the sky seemed to be on fire, red and dark.

The creek was flowing, making a pleasant ding-dong sound, and the blood after fainting flowed through the clear water.

Feng Lin held the little half-demon in his arms, afraid of losing and hurting him too hard, despair and self-blame climbed to the top of his heart, helplessness and fear kept engulfing Feng Lin.

The half demon's body was covered with wounds, blood stained his fair skin, and his clean eyes gradually lost their luster.

"You are the king of the Great Wilderness, you shouldn't have come here." Half monster Qi Ruoyousi, holding onto Feng Lin's dark blue robe, moved his body slightly, wanting to get closer to Feng Lin.

Feng Lin's eyes were scarlet, he hugged Ban Yao tightly, and the pain in his hoarse voice was heart-wrenching: "I'm sorry, I'm late."

"It's not too late. I'm very content that you can come. It's a humble life. To be loved by the king is to be blessed."

"You are not, you are the most perfect masterpiece of heaven, I will not allow you to die, and no one will try to take you away!" Feng Lin suppressed the emotions that were almost out of control. The bright red color on the face is more tough and feminine.

"How do you want to exchange the king?" In the mountains and forests, an ethereal male voice sounded, ethereal and invisible, sometimes far and sometimes near.

"Give him my fate, he will rule the wilderness, he will definitely be better than me." Feng Lin caressed the half-demon who had closed his eyes in his arms carefully and lovingly. His life was taken away.

"You are the appointed king of the Great Wilderness, only you can lead the Great Wilderness, and only the Great Wilderness can take your life away, and Huihun River can't do it." The voice in the air gradually became smaller, as if sighing his own powerlessness.

"Then erase his identity as a half-demon, be it a human or a demon, after reincarnation, he will be freed from the burden of these identities." Feng Lin took the hand of the half-demon that was holding onto the hem of his clothes, and took out the hand that was hidden in the palm of his hand. A bunch of keys.

It is an ancient key. The overall shape of the key is a curved sheep's horn, with exquisite carvings in the middle and rough edges, as if it came from the hands of two people.

Feng Lin gently dragged the hand of the half-demon, and the power of the king in the body was injected into the key through the half-demon, and the key exuded a golden aura belonging to the half-demon, wrapped in the power that only the king can have.

"When he wakes up, give him the token. No matter how many lives he lives, he will be safe." Feng Lin put the key on the half-demon's chest. Blood is even more sad.

"What about your terms of exchange?" Huihunhe asked.

"Everything I have," Feng Lin raised his eyes, his black eyes were calm and fearless: "As long as I have, you can take it away."

"But you are the king of the Great Desolation..."

"No problem," interrupting Huihun River, Feng Lin stood up, his long and lonely figure was wrapped in dark blue robes, it was extremely empty: "It's just a wilderness, no problem."

The color of the sky and the earth changed, and the gust of wind suddenly blew up. Feng Lin clearly felt that his strength was gradually drained away, and the only thing he cared about in his heart was his half-demon.

Suddenly, Feng Lin opened his eyes from the darkness, his breathing was rough, and he couldn't distinguish his situation for a moment.

With a 'click', the orange warm lamp on the bedside turned on, and Fang Sheng's concerned eyes appeared in Feng Lin's sight.

"Did you have a nightmare?" Fang Sheng rubbed his sleepy eyes, sat cross-legged on the edge of Feng Lin and said, "Just now you seemed very sad."

Feng Lin's Adam's apple rolled up and down, he regained his composure, wiped away the tears left in the dream in the corner of his eyes without leaving a trace, sat up with his body upright, put his hands on his forehead and replied in a hoarse voice: "Well, it's not a good dream."

"Is it convenient to talk about it?" Fang Sheng took the towel and helped Feng Lin wipe off his sweat: "I had nightmares when I was a child. Master told me that I won't be afraid if I tell it."

He has always been calm and stable, without showing any signs of expression. He never thought that he would be disturbed by a dream.

Feng Lin let Fang Sheng wipe the sweat off his forehead, he lowered his eyes to a certain point in the air, and could still clearly feel the pain left in the dream.

"Remember the half-demon I mentioned to you?" After a while, he said hoarsely: "I took him to the Huihun River and was willing to sacrifice everything to save him, but in the end, it must have failed."

Looking at his palm, Feng Lin couldn't help frowning.

In his dream, he clearly saw that the last key he gave to the half-demon was the power of the king he was looking for now. If Huihunhe followed the agreement and reincarnated the half-demon and handed over the half-demon token at the same time, there would definitely be no trouble now.

He guessed that the loss of memory and the instability of abilities should be the price of going to Huihun River.

"In the dream he... was dying. It was probably caused by my mistake. The feeling of self-blame is too deep-rooted. Even if he loses his memory, his body still remembers it."

His hands trembled slightly, his brows and eyes drooped, and the sadness in his eyes was pitiful.

Fang Sheng's movement of wiping his sweat stopped, he was surprised by Feng Lin's reaction, and even more surprised that there was someone in his heart who was always calm and reticent.

"Maybe it's a lie." Holding Feng Lin's trembling hand, Fang Sheng squeezed out an unattractive smile: "It is said that dreams and reality are opposite. Maybe, that half-demon is fine now."

Fang Sheng said this against his will. Knowing that Feng Lin valued that half-demon so much, the evil in his heart didn't want the half-demon to be so good.

Growing up so big, Fang Sheng experienced for the first time how terrible jealousy is.

Putting away the thoughts of self-doubt, Fang Sheng patted the pillow and said to Feng Lin: "It's still until dawn, let's sleep a little longer."

"It's not fake. My dream is the same as the illusion given by Mu Ze. There are only real memory fragments." Feng Lin lay down with Fang Sheng's strength, looked at the dim ceiling, and said in a cold tone: "There are people who care about you. , my heart should be full and joyful, but when I wake up from the lethargy, I only feel that my heart is empty like an abyss."

Fang Sheng couldn't bear to see him like this, so he turned off the small warm lamp by the bed, and plunged into the darkness again.

He sighed secretly, suddenly knowing that there was such an important person in Feng Lin's heart, the sourness in his heart was almost full.

Fang Sheng didn't know why this happened, he scratched his arms and his heart, feeling uncomfortable anywhere.

It's not that Feng Lin cuckolded himself, so what's the matter with it?

"Don't think about it," Fang Sheng said after a while: "