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Duplicate appearance, poultry...

sinner……

Bào Jun.

The eyes are dizzy, and the two lives are embarrassing. The Ta Xianjun in the previous life is grinning at him ferociously, and the Mo Weiyu in this life is smiling at him with downcast eyes.

no.

The truth is not so.

Chu WanNing asked palely, "Where is he?"

"Tianyin Pavilion." The villagers said, "No one in the upper realm of cultivation and the lower realm of cultivation is aware of it. This person has committed a heinous crime, and today he will be dug out for his spiritual core, and he will receive the punishment he deserves!"

Like a rock cracking, the brain buzzed.

"When will the execution be executed?!" Chu Wanning asked too eagerly, and the phoenix eyes flashed with brilliance, which shocked the villagers.

"Remember, I can't remember clearly, it seems to be... noon?"

At noon...at noon...he looked at the sundial next to the drying yard, and his expression suddenly changed!

The Rising Dragon Talisman broke through the air, and the violent wind that set off shocked the waves. Chu Wanning ordered Zhilong to take him to ride the Yufeng and rush to Qidi. At the beginning, Zhilong wanted to quarrel with his master, but he was surprised that there was water vapor in Chu Wanning's eyes.

The little paper dragon was stunned: "...what's wrong with you?"

"help me."

I have never seen Chu Wanning's expression like this, it didn't know what to do, just said: "This seat has never stopped helping you-oh, don't cry."

Chu Wanning bit her back molars, ruthlessly, but it was already an empty shelf.

The truth was the moth that gnawed off his spine.

"I didn't cry, take me to Tianyin Pavilion, it will be too late!"

"What are you going to do there?"

"Save people." The trembling couldn't stop, I obviously didn't want to cry, I never wanted to cry, but the tears finally flowed down, Chu Wanning wiped the red eyes fiercely.

"Save a wrongly sentenced person."

"..."

"If there is anyone in this world who should be dug out for his spiritual core and scolded by thousands of people, it shouldn't be him." Chu Wanning said hoarsely, "I want to avenge him."

The paper dragon didn't ask any more questions. It carried him and turned into a giant dragon with horns piercing through the sky. Soaring through the moist sea of ​​clouds.

Chu WanNing sat next to its dragon horn.

A strong air current brushed over his face, it was astonishingly cold above the nine heavens, and the blood on his fingertips seemed to be frozen to death. He looked ahead, looked at the overlapping clouds, the mountains, the endless rivers, all kinds of things in the world, such as yesterday, passed by below.

In fact, from the moment he woke up, he was crazy, numb, and fragmented.

Slowing down at this moment, he was completely overwhelmed by the grief brought about by those past events. He curled up on the dragon, slowly curled up, and slowly buried his face in his palms.

The wind was very strong, blowing past my ears.

They want to judge Mo Ran, they want to cut his heart, break his spiritual core——

Heinous crimes deserve death.

no.

The wind was so loud that it was enough to cover up the joy, anger and sorrow of all mortals.

The sky is high and the clouds are wide, and Chu Wanning finally cried bitterly in the wind. These two floating lives...whether it is stepping on Xianjun, or Mo Zongshi...

This should not be the case.

Mo Ran has a saying that is right.

The worship under the Tongtian Pagoda was wrong from the very beginning.

The sun was getting higher and higher, and the copper pot outside the Tianyin Pavilion was dripping to a certain mark. The female officer struck the bell and yelled: "It's noon to—"

Yaque startled.

"Execution!"

Mounted on the torture frame, bound with immortal ropes, removed the outer robe and opened the skirt.

Mu Yanli's expression was cold, holding her martial dagger, she stepped forward and stood in front of Mo Ran.

"I will punish you today, and I hope you will repent."

Open your lips and teeth together, and read the ancient chant of Tianyin Pavilion.

"The sound of the sky is mighty, so don't be selfish.

The son of Tianyin must not be affectionate.

The sound of the sky is faint, so you can't blaspheme the gods.

Tianyin has pity and respects all living beings. "

She lowered her eyes and saluted Mo Ran—it was a farewell.

Then, the blade was drawn out of its sheath, fireworks flew, the artifact buzzed, and the golden feathers scattered. The sheen of the dagger illuminated her eyes, which were devoid of emotion.

Someone below covered their eyes, someone stretched their necks, someone closed their eyes and sighed, and someone clapped their hands in applause.

All living beings are in various states, but only mediocre.

"Okay, the punishment of the heavens when the spiritual nucleus is dissected."

The hand raised the knife and fell, and blood sprayed everywhere.

Dead silence.

Then someone on the stage shouted loudly, and the voice shook for nine days: "Brother——!!!"

Red, bright red blood flowed out hot, and Shenwu sank into his chest. Mo Ran opened his eyes, he was unconscious at first, and then he lowered his head stiffly, looking at the flesh and blood.

His lips moved, and the severe pain began to explode like fireworks, and light and shadow were boiling fiercely in front of his eyes.

"Ahem!!"

Blood gushed out of his mouth, ticking, with the smell of iron.

The vastness of the heaven and earth turned into a sea of ​​bleak red.

But wrong, all wrong.

Chu Wanning flew away from the dragon, getting closer and closer to Qi.

He once thought that Mo Ran was indifferent to himself and played in the world, it was because of resentment, because of resentment in his heart.

he

I once thought that Mo Ran had gradually forgotten the gentleness between the two under the repeated punishment and reprimand.

Actually not, those memories have always been trapped in Mo Ran's soul.

He saw it.

Chu Wanning saw that Mo Ran's deepest heart, under the suppression of the Eight Bitterness and Everlasting Hate Flower, was all the deep friendship in the past.

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