Chapter 705

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He walked over, like frost and snow, and stood in this piece of love that was incompatible with him.

"Um...Master is here?"

"..."

"Would you like to sit down and have a glass of wine? Lihuabai is a good wine. I'm sure I've never tasted it."

Allen Chu said: "You are drunk."

Mo Ran smiled and saw the man in white walking to his bed. He was indeed drunk. He suddenly reached out and boldly grabbed Chu Wanning's girdle.

"It's okay to be drunk. When you're drunk, you're not afraid of anything. Come, come, come. It's a long night, so why not have some fun?"

Chu Wanning didn't say anything anymore, but just lifted the young man Mo Ran from the bed that was as red as the sea of ​​desire, with slightly bulging veins on his hands. He is a man with the demeanor of a master. At this time, he is still solemn and solemn. Only the trembling of his fingertips betrays his innermost feelings.

He closed his eyes and whispered: "The ink burns."

The drunken boy said "Huh", still confused, and even smiled heartlessly.

Allen Chu said hoarsely: "I'm late."

He put his forehead against it and moved his fingers lightly, and the pain was excruciating for a moment——

In this pain of tearing flesh and blood, a divine weapon appeared in the world, a begonia flower and tree, the tail tip was rolled up, and the seven strings were flowing. What a sacred wood guqin.

Chu nightning bit his back molars and let Shenwu temporarily transfer his strong spiritual power to his body. This kind of spiritual power was a joke against the Immortal Emperor, but it was enough for him to cast many spells.

He pressed his burning forehead against his own and closed his eyes.

Then he felt... there was indeed the breath of the Eight Bitter Flowers of Everlasting Sorrow in Mo Ran's body. He seemed to see a black double-petaled flower in front of his eyes, which was taking root in his heart, and its roots were deeply buried along the blood vessels.

It’s this flower of everlasting regret.

It is the source of all evil.

Chu Wanning took a deep breath, silently chanted the mantra according to ancient records, and then shouted word by word, almost with all his strength:

"Soul-broken!"

Chu nightning suddenly opened his eyes, and a cold light suddenly appeared at the bottom of his pupils.

The Flower of Everlasting Sorrow could only be suppressed by the power of the soul, so he cut off half of his soul as the book said, passing it from the foreheads of the two to each other and into Mo Ran's body.

The surrounding wind suddenly rose, and the nine songs were like the sound of phoenix.

The spiritual energy is blazing.

The ink burns...the ink burns...

It was Master who failed to protect you in the past.

Now, I'm here to save you.

I'll save you.

The torn soul turned into wisps of white dust and smoke, flowing continuously.

Mo Ran is absent-minded, and Chu Wanning is in extreme pain.

The amount of credit is constant.

I will ferry you...

The last ray of light disappeared, and the two of them suddenly lost their strength. Chu night Ning let go of his hand, and the ink burned heavily and fell back to the bed.

Jiu Ge also disappeared, hiding back in the bones and blood of Chu Wanning. Having suddenly lost half of his earthly soul, it was extremely difficult for him to maintain the stability of Shenwu.

Chu nightning sat beside the couch and slowly closed his eyes. His face was so pale that even his lips had no color. But his heart was relieved and relaxed.

He finally took the first step to change his horoscope.

Use the power of the soul to disturb the Flower of Eight Sufferings and Everlasting Sorrow that has not yet penetrated deeply, and prevent the ink from losing its original intention.

Go back in time. He finally protected him.

Chu Wanning cannot stay for a long time. The first thing he has to do is to prevent Mo Ran from being swallowed by the Flower of Everlasting Sorrow. This has been done, and he will do the second thing next.

He didn't know how powerful the person behind the scenes was. Although that person couldn't tear open the cracks in time and space at the moment, it was always right to be cautious.

——He wants to ensure that if disaster occurs again, he can restore the memory of his previous life and fight against it in time.

So the second thing is to find who you were back then.

All the roaring curses of Honglian Water Pavilion were of no use to him, and he came inside easily. He stood in front of the half-open window, looking at the man in white who was already asleep on the table.

The God of Night is half done and still being painted.

...It would be great if the only troubles in the world were dealing with these little ghosts and devils.

Chu nightning transferred the half of his torn earth soul into his own body in this mortal world.

Originally, this soul was his own, so the sleeping person would not feel uncomfortable at all. He watched the white and translucent light drift over, casting a gentle glow around "himself". Slowly, the light went out, and the wind blew over, knocking the drawing on the hand of "Chu Wanning" to the ground.

"If there is another major disaster, Mo Ran should not be your enemy." He stood by the window and whispered to the people inside, "Now my spiritual core is broken and my soul is separated. I can only do this One step cannot change our era, but you can still.”

No one in the house was awake.

"I divided the earth soul, the weakest of the three souls, into two halves, and gave half to you and half to Mo Ran. If your life goes well, these two halves of the soul will not have much impact on you. However, if the eight sufferings are long, If hatred continues to invade, or if there is chaos in the world, then I will try to get this soul back together."

If his prediction is not wrong, the moment the souls reunite, the eight bitter sorrows in Mo Ran's body will be completely destroyed and eradicated. And he will also regain the memory of his previous life after the earth and soul merge into one.

Chu night Ning said: "Don't blame me for sharing these things with you. If you can

So, I hope you don’t have to think about it again, but..."

He didn't say any more and just sighed softly.

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