Chapter 791

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He knows that Chu nightning will not wake up at this moment, nor will he hear the conversation between the two of them. So he was not afraid at all, and said calmly: "Junior brother, let's go to the side. Do you think you, a person who has just cultivated the prototype of the spiritual core, can fight against me?"

The ink burned almost gnashing his teeth: "I won't let it."

The teacher just smiled, and in the blink of an eye, he had swept behind the ink like a ghost, and his hand had been suspended on the top of Chu Wanning's hair crown, holding the black flower that was about to open.

"A Ran, do you know how much effort I have put in to achieve this eight bittersweet and eternal hatred? I have worked hard to achieve this, and I am waiting for the day when the master retreats."

He lowered his body, and his cheeks were almost attached to Chu nightning's profile.

"He's going to be my blade, my puppet, and my man. What can you stop?"

Flowers fall.

Fate will change.

Suddenly, the young man screamed and resisted.

"Don't touch him!!"

"You are really ridiculous." The teacher gradually lost patience, "Do you know..."

"Change me."

The rest of the words were broken between the lips and teeth, and a thunderous thunder broke through the sky, and the flames ripped apart the night.

The teacher narrowed his eyes and asked, "What?"

The ink burned the whole person trembling.

He has only been in for a while, and the spells he has learned are pitiful. He is destined to be unable to stop the teacher, and he does not know how to wake up Chu Wanning.

He was unarmed, and even more incompetent.

Only flesh and blood.

So he can only say: "Change me."

The teacher was silent for a while, and then sneered: "Do you know what you are talking about?"

"I know."

"Eight bittersweet flowers are cultivated by my mother's painstaking efforts and my broken soul." The teacher straightened up and stared at the burning face, "What are you, you are also worthy?"

"I..." Fingers clenched into fists, and after a while, he raised his face abruptly, "I may not be worthy, but I am more suitable than Master."

A little spot of light flashed in the teacher's eyes: "...How do you say this?"

"You said that this flower will breed hatred in people's hearts. But what if that person's heart is pure and does not harbor any resentment?"

The teacher was silent for a moment and smiled: "Impossible. Everyone has grievances in their hearts, even the Big Dipper Immortal Venerable is no exception."

But his hand was rubbing the petals of the Flower of Eternal Grief, and a manic depression gradually developed.

The ink burned is not wrong. In fact, he has been thinking about whether Chu Wanning can become the warm heart of the eternal hate flower in these years - what if this person never has a trace of resentment in his heart?

It takes time and effort to cultivate another flower, not to mention that the split of the soul is too painful, and he does not want to experience it a second time.

Seeing him hesitate, Mo Ran took a step forward: "After so many years, have you seen the master hate anyone?"

"..."

"You said that the flower of everlasting regret will swallow up the kindness and warmth in your heart... These things may not be all for ordinary people, but you should understand Shizun better than me."

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and Wanmu is bleak.

"Shi Mingjing, you are not afraid that he will gradually lose all his memories, and he will no longer remember anything good. Are you not afraid of being discovered by others?"

The teacher suddenly narrowed his eyes.

The pupils are faint, as if a snake vomited a letter and slipped past.

Mo Ran is approaching him step by step, his heart is like a drum, noisy, more urgent than the rain.

"I don't know what you are going to do, but if you have to sacrifice alone, let me do it."

"you……"

"I have hatred in my heart, which can breed. I don't have too many pure good memories, and even if I gradually disappear and forget, it is not easy to be discovered."

Mo Ran is trying to convince the executioner to turn the blade around his neck.

"I can't do anything yet, but my master and my uncle have said that I have a high endowment and a lot of spiritual power... I can do it."

He shuddered carefully, his fingernails did not sink into his palms, but he insisted on continuing.

"I can replace him and become the sharp blade and murder weapon you want."

"I can replace him and become the murderous demon you want to create."

"Master." He finally stood in front of Shi Mingjing, the lightning was shocked, the wind surged, and the rain curtain tilted and slanted into the pavilion.

After a while of coldness.

"Change me."

Probably because he hit the spot, or maybe because the teacher was not sure whether Chu nightning could make the Eight Bitters and Eternal Regrets take effect, or, the spiritual power that Mo Ran showed in the past was unprecedented, and the time for him to form a spiritual nucleus was even longer than that of him. Xue Meng, the proud son of the sky, is faster and envious.

In short, after the teacher weighed several times, it was the black bud that was about to bloom in the end, and it entered the bottom of the ink burning heart.

After doing all this, the teacher sat at the stone table, supported by his hand, and his eyes were slightly ecstatic.

He didn't understand why.

Why did the ink burn prevent this disaster for Chu nightning? With life, soul, future and dignity.

They obviously only have the fate of master and apprentice for less than a year.

He doesn't understand.

The teacher looked at the black stamens melting from the burning chest. It is obviously such a soft leaf, but it is like a steel needle that can penetrate the flesh and blood of people and pierce deep.

During this process, Mo Ran has been enduring without saying a word, until the stamens are like some kind of Gu worm with strange tentacles, a fierce man got into his heart, and Mo Ran finally whimpered and fell to the ground.

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