Restart, Death Wings of Ending

"No, no! It's not me, it's him who wants to do this!" Ying Moyue's crazy defensive voice came, and suddenly he switched to another person's tone and said:

"It was you who killed him with your own hands. He was the person who supported you the most in the world, but you killed him!"

"No! No, I didn't kill him!..."

After such crazy self-talk, he sang again,

The white moonlight, somewhere in my heart, is so bright...

Mu Qingfeng was slightly startled and felt that her eyes had recovered to about 70%. Just try to open your eyes and see what kind of person this Ying Mo Yue, who sings so beautifully, is.

The light entered the retina bit by bit. Fortunately, it was deep in the jungle and the light was not strong. The vision was slightly blurred, but Ying Moyue's nose and eyes were still visible.

He has the same blue-gray hair color as Ying Mo Ran, and his black pupils are looking up at the sky, with his palms crossed on his chest, looking like a devout believer, and he is singing the song "White Moonlight", the tone is magnetic and low, and it is very beautiful. .

Mu Qingfeng gradually withdrew his gaze and looked at Tianling.

"Is he cursed?"

Tian Ling was stunned for a moment and then nodded quickly. Seeing Mu Qingfeng's questioning look, he explained: "Well, for the messengers of darkness, moonlight is often the most desired but unreachable softness in their hearts, and it will lock him temporarily. Divine soul!”

Suddenly I remembered something! He said urgently: "We'd better leave quickly, this curse won't trap him for long,"

"Oh? Does your curse still have a time limit?" Mu Qingfeng asked, and then looked at Ying Mo Yue,

At this time, the line of sight was a little clearer, and one could see that the area within one step of Ying Mo Yue seemed to be shrouded in a faint beam of moonlight.

Mu Qingfeng's eyes gradually narrowed. He really wanted to kill him with a knife. Although he was now devout and harmless, the pain of gouging his eyes was still fresh in his memory. With a slight movement of his fingers unconsciously, the Aurora Shuttle scattered on the ground disappeared. Quickly levitated into the air. With just one killing thought, Ying Mo Yue can be killed three steps away.

"Actually, that's not the case! It's because he himself has been cursed! So he can only bear one curse..." Tianling's words made Mu Qingfeng wake up instantly, his fingers quickly passed through the transfer device, and the Aurora Shuttle disappeared.

"Master, Mu Qingfeng! Where are you?" Yue Yue's voice called. Tianling was startled for a moment, flapped his wings and looked in the direction of the sound. When he saw it was a floating ball, he narrowed his eyes and started mumbling again. The scepter in his hand switched to the shape of flame.

"Suffer death! The round-headed monster......"

"Tian Ling, it is not an enemy!" Mu Qingfeng stopped Tian Ling from casting the spell in time.

Tian Ling turned around and blinked his eyelids twice, as if he didn't believe it. At this time, the moon had come between them.

"Finally found you, ah! Mu Qingfeng, you are injured," Yue Yue flew in front of Mu Qingfeng, blinked with a pair of big screen eyes, and then looked at Tianling,

"Elf from another world?" He looked at Ying Moyue who was singing not far away. "The dark energy person is the one who harmed you!"

Yue Yue's tone was full of righteousness, and she thought it would help Mu Qingfeng avenge his blood, but as soon as he turned his head, he said anxiously: "Mu Qingfeng, let's run away quickly, he is too strong!"

Mu Qingfeng smiled and did not answer, and naturally thought of Zuo Zui. The most important thing at the moment was to find him first.

As for Ying Moyue, although he is currently lingering under the moonlight curse, once he takes action, the moonlight curse will be broken instantly. As a big V and a cursed person,

No matter how fast or violent I attack, I can't kill him with one strike. Instead, I will fall into a new round of hard fighting.

Mu Qingfeng's analysis was very thorough, so he was helpless when looking at Ying Moyue.

Tianling gently landed on Mu Qingfeng's shoulder and whispered a few words against his eardrum. Mu Qingfeng's expression improved significantly.

"Let's go find your young master!" Mu Qingfeng suddenly said, grabbed his backpack, and strode deep into the forest.

……

The white moonlight, somewhere in my heart, is so bright...

"The white moonlight in your heart has been wiped out by you!" A voice suddenly sounded, and then a figure jumped down from a tree, wearing a black hooded suit and a cartoon-patterned mask.

Ying Mo Yue was stunned for a moment, then turned her head to look at him, her expression frightened for a second before her body began to leak out a rich ink color.

"Don't even think about escaping again!" Ying Mo Ran shouted urgently, tapping his toe, a ball of thick ink began to smear at Ying Mo Yue's feet, and instantly built four walls of ink, trapping Ying Mo Yue inside.

Ying Moran's figure disappeared out of thin air in a flash, and appeared in the ink wall the next second.

A surprised smile appeared on Ying Moyue's lips, "You are indeed his son, with outstanding Yingmo talent!"

"Stop talking nonsense," Ying Mo Ran's eyes were filled with murderous intent. He raised his fingers and black thorny vines grew rapidly from the four ink walls. In an instant, Ying Mo Yue was wrapped into a cocoon, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed.

"Give your eyes back!" Ying Moyue roared angrily, and began to approach Ying Moyue step by step. His fingers were getting closer and closer to the eyes that he loved and hated. He could touch them if he stretched forward only one centimeter. His father's eyes were gone.

But he suddenly hesitated again, and a question appeared in his mind, could he survive with his father's eyes back? The love Ying Mo Yue had for him as a teacher and father came to mind again.

But it was obviously him who killed his father and made himself an orphan, but he used his father's love to warm his childhood, and as a teacher, he guided himself step by step on the road to genius. Such confusing and complex emotions made Ying Moran unable to start.

"Mo Ran! You are too kind, just like your father. For the Mo people, this is a weakness, but for your future, this is your advantage!"

Ying Moyue's voice came from the back and above. Ying Moran looked shocked and quickly turned around, only to see a dark figure sitting on the top of the ink wall, so dark that his face was completely invisible.

He turned back to look at the person he had tied before, who had now turned into a puddle of thick ink.

Ying Moran's look of fear suddenly appeared, he looked at the black shadow high above, and uttered four words: [Mo Shadow Clone]

This is what he never expected. This kind of supreme superpower sublimation of the Black Ink Clan, or just the ultimate evolutionary level pushed out by the Black Ink Clan. It can also be said to be a legend, but all this has been realized by Ying Moyue.

"Haha! It seems that the clan has high expectations for you! You also know about such a remote thing!"

"Isolated?" Ying Moran sneered coldly: "Since the emergence of this crazy genius like you, everything is no longer lonely!"

"Haha!" Heiying smiled and jumped off the ink wall. He suddenly came to Ying Moran's side and said contemptuously:

"Looking forward to the day you kill me!"

Killing intent suddenly appeared in Ying Moran's eyes, and he punched him on the head. The force of the punch drove the gang energy to directly scatter the black shadow's head, but the next second, the ink-colored head returned to its original appearance.

Hehe smiled and said: "Don't be so impatient. With your current strength, you can't see my true body! Work hard, Mo Ran!" A gust of wind blew, the black shadow dispersed, and the ink wall of Shadow Mo Ran also disappeared.

"Yes, I will definitely kill you!"