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When Mo Qinglian's heart finally calmed down, Yin Yuanxi arrived.

Mo Qinglian didn't say anything. She held Mo Ze's head and stood in front of him, listening quietly to his praise.

Yoon Won-hee lifted his arms, displayed the severed head to everyone, and rewarded them generously.

Mo Qinglian felt as if he was cut off from the surroundings. He couldn't hear what they were saying, nor could he see what they were doing. There seemed to be an invisible film between them. He knew nothing about the outside world, only that they seemed to be dividing up Mo Ze's body.

But he seemed to see his old friend.

Unfortunately, after what happened today, they may never be able to go back.

Mo Qinglian stared blankly at Feng Zhi Fangxue, who was immersed in grief, for a moment, then shifted his gaze.

When the emperor asked him where Nangong Hongying was, he shook his head and said he didn't know either.

He knew that Mo Ze wanted to protect her and leave.

So even if he knew, he wouldn't tell.

Mo Qinglian moved his knuckles slightly and felt the head in his hand turned into a beast head, and he slowly picked it up.

The furry head closed its eyes, a smile tugging at the corners of its mouth.

Mo Qinglian watched and got goose bumps all over her body.

It's just a moment's journey to hell.

He noticed that Mo Ze's expression had changed.

A smile suddenly appeared on the half-open calm face.

This proves... that Mo Ze did not die immediately after he cut off his head.

So... he was clearly aware of his head being displayed to everyone and watched his body being carved up, and only now did he breathe his last.

Mo Qinglian didn't know how to describe how she felt at the moment. Perhaps it was because the stimulation was too great and her brain couldn't bear it for the moment and chose to block it. She only felt her body numb and her brain dull, and she was no longer able to think.

The first person to feel the seal was the emperor. Yin Yuanxi grabbed his hand, threw him onto the monster, and ordered the soldiers to leave.

The memory of what happened next is completely blurry.

Mo Qinglian returned home and ordered the construction of a secondary ice coffin to store the head. He himself suffered a double blow to his mind and body and was in a coma for a whole month.

When he woke up again, he received the news that his old friend had died.

According to the deputy, Fang Xue tried to break into the Mo family, but was first stopped by the Mo family and then obstructed by the deputy. She also shouted for Mo Qinglian to get out and cursed him as a "coward". Finally, she was shot to death by the emperor in the palace.

After Mo Qinglian knew this, he was silent for a long time.

Then he picked up the sword and killed the deputy and some of the Mo family members with one sword.

"Mo Qinglian, are you crazy?!"

The man whose heart was pierced by a sword fell down in disbelief, as if he couldn't understand why the usually tolerant head of the family suddenly wanted to kill him.

When the emperor said those words, he knew that someone in the family was secretly communicating with other forces and might even be harmful to his wife.

The family he built with his own hands turned away from him.

While he was unconscious, his deputy spread Mo Ze's words to the Mo family. For a time, everyone was in panic and uneasy. In the end, a few people decided to leave, but most of them believed that the emperor would protect their family.

Because the generals they promoted made great contributions and brought sufficient benefits to the emperor and them.

Although he had already noticed it, he still felt the irony when the ugly truth was revealed.

Mo Qinglian cut off the deputy general's head, and then killed members of the Mo family one after another. Later, he went before the emperor to confess his crimes, saying that he knew his sins were grave, so he voluntarily handed over the military order and voluntarily retired.

The emperor was very satisfied and tried to persuade him to stay for the sake of face, and finally he agreed.

The only good news was that his wife became pregnant successfully and gave birth to twins.

Mo Qinglian stood in front of the bed, touched his wife's face soothingly, and looked at the two children, but his heart was dead.

Fang Xue was right, he was indeed a coward.

His wife saw what was on his mind, and she held his hand in return, looking at him with some concern.

Mo Qinglian was silent for a long time, and finally spoke.

"If one day he comes to kill me, don't stop him."

Although it was not stated explicitly, everyone knew his identity tacitly.

The wife had tears in her eyes and choked for a moment, then finally nodded.

After the ice coffin was made, he placed Mo Ze's head inside and stored it in a room. He would come and sit quietly for a day every month. There was nothing in the room except the ice coffin, and even the windows were not open. He sat in the darkness, his hair turning white.

……

Feng Zhi's pupils refocused and he slowly let go.

Mo Qinglian gasped as if she was suffocating, her eyes were lifeless, tears unconsciously filled her entire face, blood flowed down her cheeks, her chest heaved violently, it seemed as if she would suffocate and die in the next second.

“You…saw it.”

Mo Qinglian panted for a long time and spoke slowly.

Feng Zhi looked at him quietly, then suddenly grabbed his throat and forced him to raise his head: "Want to be free?"

Mo Qinglian curled the corners of his mouth and said nothing.

"I'll take you on your way." Feng Zhi said. The next second, the sharp blade cut Mo Qinglian's throat, and blood gushed out.

Mo Qinglian opened her eyes slightly, and her body began to tremble uncontrollably. Although her reaction was intense, she never resisted.

Feng Zhi didn't say anything, as if he thought he was dying too slowly, so he cut off his head. The head fell to the ground with a thud, and the body fell to the ground with a thud.

There was a sound of a door opening behind him, Feng Zhi turned around and saw a woman.

When the woman saw him, she was stunned at first. Before her brain could recall what had happened, the strong smell of rust and the bloody scene told her what had happened here. Her body trembled and tears suddenly filled her eyes.

Feng Zhi ignored her and walked to the ice coffin and opened it. As expected, the dried head was lying quietly in the coffin.

The woman staggered a few steps, knelt in front of Mo Qinglian's body, held her husband in her arms tremblingly, and looked at him slowly.

Feng Zhi still ignored it, his eyes still on the beast head.

"If you still feel resentful, you can come after me." The woman's voice couldn't stop shaking, but her eyes were unusually firm. "Please... let my child go."

Feng Zhi finally reacted—he turned his head slightly and his cold eyes fell on the woman.

The woman's eyes were filled with tears, and it was obvious that she was very scared, but she still looked at him stubbornly. Her thin body supported the headless corpse, and her straight spine refused to bend.

Feng Zhi didn't say anything, and suddenly another scene appeared before his eyes.

"Let me tell you, my wife is exceptionally good!!"

The drunk Mo Qinglian raised his glass high and boasted to the two of them.

"...I really admire you." Fang Xue was also a little drunk. She held her head and said helplessly, "You've been talking so much. You just want to show off your wife, right?"

"So what?" Mo Qinglian was not annoyed when his thoughts were exposed. Instead, he puffed out his chest proudly and said, "My wife is the best. She is both beautiful and gentle... Hehe."

"I really can't stand him!" Fang Xue rubbed her head and looked at him, "How about we beat him up?"

And he... nodded seriously: "I think it's okay."

“Hey, hey, hey—you two are just jealous and envious!” Mo Qinglian shouted as he ran, “You’re just envious that I have a wife!”

"I'll beat you to death, you shameless bastard! If your wife knew you were so shameless out there, she would definitely divorce you!"

"Impossible! My wife is the best! You will know when you meet her later!"

"..."

Feng Zhi stared at the woman quietly. He vaguely remembered that Mo Qinglian had excitedly said that she would introduce them to each other next time, and now, they had actually met.

“…I have conditions.”

After a long while, he finally spoke in an extremely cold voice.

"It's...what?"

"From now on, Mohism will break away from Lei Ting." Feng Zhi hated everything about Lei Ting.

"...Where are you going?" The woman asked instead of answering.

Feng Zhi glanced at her.

He remembered... the woman named Nangong Hongying that Mo Ze favored had now established her own country, which seemed to be called...

"Yuhua."

Feng Zhi said.

"Go to Yuhua."

The woman was silent for a moment, then nodded and agreed.

Feng Zhi had no intention of taking her life, so he waved his hand and took the coffin away.

He lost his target.

Feng Zhi sat on a hillside, staring blankly at the quiet lake in the distance. The breeze blew across his face, feeling icy and cool.

Ever since he killed Mo Qinglian, he felt empty inside.

He had already killed all those who had successfully fought for the robbed item that day, and was now somewhat confused.

He seemed to have no meaning in living anymore.

He lived like a walking corpse for half a month. When he was considering committing suicide, he accidentally learned a secret method.

It records the method that can allow Mo Ze to return to the human world.

This aroused his interest.

But because the book was incomplete, it took a lot of effort before he finally figured out how to revive Mo Ze.

When everything is ready, you need to find Mo Ze's reincarnation and wait for a full moon to activate the secret method.

So he searched all over the world. Although he had imagined it would be difficult, he did not expect it to be so difficult.

The difficulty lies not in finding it, but in finding it before you die.

In each of Mo Ze's reincarnations, he died before his arrival. His life span was so short that it was unimaginable.

And most of the reason is because of his biological parents.

Every time Mo Ze reincarnates, he will retain his appearance of white hair and golden eyes. Often, the moment he opens his eyes, he will be mistaken for a monster and thrown to death or abandoned in the wilderness.

When Feng Zhi found the baby, only the cold body of the baby was left.

Hundreds of years passed in the blink of an eye. Although I tried my best to look for him, I never saw his reincarnation alive.

The most recent time was when he was born and was kept in a cage as a bad omen. When he was four years old, he was sold to the market because of his outstanding appearance. The buyer was afraid that he would escape, so he broke his limbs and kept him like a canary. But perhaps because he was born with a strong will, after confirming that he could not escape, he resolutely committed suicide.

When Feng Zhi killed his way to him, the corpse was still warm.

He caught his head in the gap and broke it.

Looking at the strangely shaped corpses, Feng Zhi's mouth twitched and he couldn't help but cover his face with his hands. After a moment of silence, he killed all the participants.

Finally, on a snowy night, Feng Zhi burst into tears as he looked at the stiff baby in his arms.

“Why… is this happening…”

He had been reincarnated for at least dozens of lifetimes, but always died young. Even living to the age of five was a luxury.

Feng Zhi is going crazy.

Perhaps it was God’s mercy that one day he met his reincarnation before he died.

It was a three-year-old child, abandoned by adults in a busy city. When he saw Feng Zhi approaching, he looked up at him blankly. Feng Zhi took him away without saying a word.

This child must know, because the news came from his mouth.

"My parents said I was scary, that I could see through people's minds, and that I looked scary, so they wanted to throw me away."

The child was looking right at him, his voice terrifyingly calm.

Feng Zhi still didn't say anything and touched his head.

There are still a few years until the next full moon order, so he plans to keep it with him to avoid any accidents.

But as they spent more and more time together, Feng Zhi felt a little dazed as he looked at the young man in front of him who was still young and full of vigor.

Perhaps because they had been together for too long, he began to feel a little reluctant and even thought about letting her die naturally.

Anyway, without any awakening attributes and cultivation, his lifespan would be no more than a hundred years.

Then something unexpected happened.

He was just going out to prepare some precious materials as usual. The child met a group of corpse binders and was killed. Because of his beautiful face, his skin was peeled off.

Feng Zhi returned home and stood in front of the rotting corpse for a long time.

There is one more grave among the countless graves on the mountain.

He found the group of corpsebinders and killed them all.

Perhaps it was his obsession that had been supporting him. He practiced hard, trying to increase his lifespan, just to be able to live until he saw Mo Ze again.

Before he knew it, there wasn't much that could threaten him anymore.

But with such strength, he has no ambition to conquer the world and is only focused on finding his way to reincarnation.

Finally, he found it again.

It was really not easy, he actually lived to be six years old this time.

Feng Zhi thought so as he stared at the reincarnation who was taking a nap with his eyes closed.

Fortunately, he found it in time and the two corpse binders had no chance to kill him.

He blocked the reincarnation and the other child's way out until the two had finished killing each other, then he shed his attributes and let them out of the house.

The other child was indeed quite perceptive, but he had lived for so many years after all, and as long as he didn't want the child to notice, the child wouldn't notice.

He originally wanted to forcibly abduct the reincarnation when the two of them parted, but was stopped.

The man, wearing a black robe, stopped him and said something incomprehensible.

That person was very powerful, but his identity was unknown. He still didn't know his identity until now. There was nothing he could do at that time, he could only hope that the reincarnation could come out alive from the sealed mountains.

Fortunately, it was successful this time.

He lived past the age of ten.

And he...finally succeeded in meeting Mo Ze.

Feng Zhi suddenly realized that his consciousness was becoming increasingly blurred. He was slightly stunned, and it was as if a gentle breeze was blowing past him, and he finally remembered.

This is... a revolving lantern.

Feng Zhi curled the corners of his mouth and smiled.

Yes, he is finally going to die.

Feng Zhi closed his eyes, and half of his body turned into dots of light and disappeared in the night sky.

In the thousand years since Mo Ze's death, he had never felt so relaxed and relieved as he did at this moment. All those extremely painful and torturous experiences seemed to become insignificant.

I just woke up from a long dream and felt as if it were just a dream.

The storm that had been sweeping him throughout his life finally stopped.

The night wind suddenly stopped and the cold wind suddenly stopped.