Chapter 739

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He bit back ten years of accumulated malice and hardship in one fell swoop, leaving the Drunken Jade Tower with corpses and scorched earth.

He finally lay in the fire, lying with the twisted corpses, looking at the crumbling Qiong Tower, smiling, and putting cakes and fruits into his mouth one bite at a time.

"tasty."

He paused and suddenly smiled bitterly. As soon as his eyelashes were tangled, tears rolled down his face and flowed down his face with a bright smile. He stretched out his hand to cover his eyes, crying and laughing:

"It's a pity that I won't be able to eat it anymore..."

The ebony red plaque of Zuiyu Tower fell down, hit the front of the hall, and fell into pieces. Smoke billowed, and the beautifully decorated building finally collapsed.

In this building, I am used to watching pipa singing and dancing, wearing skirts stained by wine. There was a time when the scenery was endless and singing and dancing flourished.

Until now, all the glitz of yesterday has gone, and the extravagance of the past has turned into ashes. The love between men and women, the entanglements of love and hatred, are all burning and falling in one beam after another. The fire was burning, and the fairy sounds of the two courtesan's duel seemed to be wafting out from the gaps in the wood and from the joints of the tiles.

Duan Yihan sang: "Like this beautiful couple like flowers——"

Xun Feng groaned softly: "It's all worth paying for the ruins..."

This famous building in Xiangtan was buried in this vague and illusory music. The curtain fell and a long drum music ended. Those excerpts that were either sad or gorgeous ended brilliantly and solemnly in this blazing fire.

Chapter 263 [Tianyin Pavilion] Old dream repeats itself

The ink-burning confession is over. No one made a sound in Danxin Hall for a moment, and everything was silent.

Which one is right or wrong? What is right and wrong?

Although I have my own concerns in my heart, I can't say for sure.

Mo Ran did not look at the faces of Xue Zhengyong's family. He lowered his eyelashes and said for a long time: "Back then, I thought I was going to die in the sea of ​​fire. But when I woke up, I found that I was already lying on the top of life and death. That Bao asked Mr. Sitting on my bed, when he saw me waking up, he held my shoulders and told me - from now on, I will be the young master at the top of life and death."

He paused and chuckled: "He's my uncle's nephew."

The floor of the Danxin Hall is embroidered with Du Ruofancan, and Mo Ran looks at the colorful flowers blooming all over with a calm expression.

"That Mr. Bao was afraid that he wouldn't get the reward. So when my uncle rescued me from the burning Zuiyu Tower and asked him anxiously if this was the child he was looking for, he nodded." Mo Ran said, "He This nod changed my destiny."

Master Xuanjing sighed: "Amitabha, Donor Mo, can you feel at ease? Have you never thought of confessing to Lord Xue in all these years?"

"Why haven't I thought about it? In those days when I first woke up, I was very uneasy and wanted to confess."

The ink-burning eyes were a little hazy, as if looking at the years of the past life.

"But when he heard that I was awake, my uncle... came to see me. My aunt cooked noodles for me with her own hands. I remember lying on the bed with three poached eggs, all of which were filled with sugar fillings and covered with meat foam. She told me... she was afraid that I would not be able to digest it just after I woke up, so it would be easier to swallow if I chopped it into pieces. Xue Meng also came over and gave me a whole box of pastries. "

Slowly close your eyes.

"I ate that bowl of noodles and those flower cakes. I couldn't tell the truth. They smiled at me like this and treated me well... If I said that I was the one who set the fire in Zuiyu Tower, I would kill you. My nephew, your younger brother and sister... what will happen?" Mo Ran whispered, "I can't say it. This sentence is swallowed in my throat, and the further it goes... the less I know what to say."

Master Xuanjing sighed: "Alas..."

"I know what kind of person Mo Nian is. He is lazy and frivolous. At first, I wasn't sure whether my uncle knew much about him, so I tried my best to imitate him in every move. Later I found out that my uncle didn't know, so I didn't know. Everything will be decided by him." Mo Ran paused for a while and continued slowly, "...In the final analysis, I have a deep hatred and blood debt with Mo Nian's family. But in the end, I took advantage of their relatives."

Everyone at the top of life and death was stunned and confused. Many disciples or elders who had been in contact with Mo Ran were standing blankly, with various emotions in their hearts. Xue Zhengyong and Mrs. Wang did not speak. They stared at Mo Ran's figure.

They watched this child grow up from a young boy to a great master.

But now they are told that all this was wrong from the beginning.

Mo Ran is not their nephew, what's more, they are even separated by human life and blood feud.

What to say?

What to do?

Xue Zhengyong didn't know, and neither did Mrs. Wang.

They have never seen "Mo Nian", and all their debts and yearning for their deceased brother are pinned on this child named Mo Ran. They don't know who Mo Nian is, but they have touched Mo Ran's hair and held Mo Ran's hand. His hands were burned by the ink and he called "Uncle" and "Auntie" again and again.

Xue Zhengyong was in a state of confusion.

In the silence, Mu Yanli said: "Mo Ran, although you are pitiful, you have committed many crimes and should not be spared lightly. Counting them down, do you know how many sins you have committed?"

Mo Ran never liked Tianyin Pavilion, so he closed his eyes and didn't answer.

The wood smoke glared at him, sounding like a bell, and its voice was loud: "You killed mortals indiscriminately, set fire to buildings, defrauded your identity, and lied about being the master. On Jiao Mountain, you knew that the blood of the Nangong family was flowing in your body, but you still Watching with cold eyes and unpredictable intentions, you went on a killing spree on Gu Yue Ye, splattering the hall with blood - what exactly do you want?"

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