Article 694

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The wind blew so hard that the trees fell down, their shadows swayed, and the mountains and courtyards were filled with ghosts and ghosts.

Chu nightning's face turned pale. He stared at Mo Ran closely, his eyes like an eagle: "You don't even remember?"

The heart is like a drum.

After a few moments of silence, the answer to him was that Mo Ran asked almost confusedly: "What do you remember?"

The drum stops.

The tiny beak of fear finally pecked through the outer shell, and the overwhelming fear rushed towards the only conscious person in the room, and the waves crashed on the shore!

Allen Chu's scalp is numb - doesn't he remember? How could you not remember? !

At first, Mo Ran said that he wanted to write a letter to his mother. He wrote more than three hundred letters, saying that he wanted to collect a thousand letters. Then he burned them on fire during the Bon Festival and burned them to his mother in the underworld...

More than three hundred letters, how could it be easily forgotten!

His lips trembled slightly, and he suddenly had an extremely terrifying suspicion. Chu Wanning said hoarsely: "You...do you remember what you said when you first saw Tianwen?"

"What did I say?" Mo Ran said, "How long has it been? How could I still remember it clearly?"

"You said you also want such a divine weapon." Chu Wanning said, "You also want to have a heavenly question..."

The drunk man asked him, with a hint of mockery in his eyes: "What do I want Tianwen to do? Kill or interrogate?"

Chu nightning whispered: "Earthworms."

Back then, outside the Honglian Waterside Pavilion, a green young man smiled and held an oil-paper umbrella and said to him: "We can save earthworms."

But at this moment, Emperor Taxian narrowed his tiger-like eyes and asked without any understanding: "What earthworm?"

Thunder broke through the sky outside, and purple lightning penetrated the night.

A loud rumble.

Allen Chu suddenly pursed his lips, and his brown eyes trembled slightly and shrank.

Bone-piercing chill.

That night, Mo Ran actually didn't do anything to Chu Wanning. He really drank a little too much, and then he held the letters in a daze.

Later, Mo Ran fell asleep in front of the case. When he fell asleep, he was still muttering: "What earthworms?... There are no earthworms..."

Suddenly a strong wind blew open the window, and there was a loud bang. The mountain breeze mixed with heavy rain poured in, and suddenly a few lights by the window were extinguished.

The room suddenly became dark.

Chu Wanning stood next to Mo Ran, his lips and teeth were cold, and he looked down at the sleeping man. The uncertain thoughts in his mind are becoming clearer and clearer - why does Mo Ran not remember these scattered past events? Why do you selectively forget some pure past?

Is it because you're drunk? Because of coincidence? Or... someone deliberately erased the good thoughts in his heart.

Ta Xianjun, who was sleeping on the table, mumbled softly: "It's cold..."

Allen Chu's blood was cold, and his whole body was numb. When he heard Mo Ran said it was cold, he instinctively walked slowly to the window.

He raised his hand and closed the window to block out the wind and rain outside.

After doing this, Chu Wanning did not leave. He rested his forehead against the window with bat and deer patterns, and his knuckles were white jade.

After a while, he slowly took out a crumpled talisman from his clothes.

Rising Dragon Talisman.

He no longer has a spiritual core, and Mo Ran feels that he can no longer use any spells at all, so he is too lazy to take away the talismans that Chu Wanning once had.

In fact, Mo Ran was right to do this. Chu Wanning bit the tip of his finger and dripped more than ten drops of blood, which almost penetrated the Shenglong Talisman paper, and the little dragon on it floated out listlessly.

It exuded a weak light all over, and raised its head feebly: "Ah... Chu nightning... long time no see..."

The little dragon stood a little unsteadily. The dragon's claws took a few steps on the paper, and then fell back to the paper with a snap. It was a little aggrieved and confused: "Why didn't you look for me for so long? Why did you only give me so little spiritual energy... Well, it's really spiritual energy... It's not even spiritual power... What's wrong with you? ?”

"It's a long story, so I won't say it anymore." Allen Chu gently picked it up and put it on his palm, "Please, do me a favor."

"If you have something to do, it will be beautiful, and if you have nothing to do, it will be spring." Xiaolong sighed, but its power was closely related to Chu Wanning, so it didn't even have the strength to complain too much, with a dull head, "You tell me, What do you want me to do for you this time?"

Chu nightning took it and placed it next to the sleeping Mo Ran's ears and temples.

Fingers clenched into fists and buried in palms. Allen Chu's already ugly face became paler: "Go and try your best to see if there are any spells on him that shouldn't be there."

In fact, the bright and docile boy at the beginning, who was reluctant to kill even earthworms, turned out to be a devil in the end.

As a master, how could he not have the slightest suspicion?

He watched helplessly as his apprentice killed Xue Zhengyong, Mrs. Wang, Jiang Xi, and Ye Wangxi.

Killed all the Confucianism sect.

Trampled all the dry bones.

He watched Mo Ran kill, saw Mo Ran's hands full of blood, his face and body covered with blood, standing in the pile of dead people and looking back at him with a grin.

Even though he was heartbroken, why didn't he feel weird?

Mo Ran was not such a person.

But when the little paper dragon tried its best to spread a spell shape on the paper for Chu Wanning, despite being prepared, Chu Wanning was still stunned.

Love secret.

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