Red pupils appear! Control time! The reborn daughter explodes

Why is he so useless?

Mo Wuchen looked at the pair of jade pendants in his hands, and before he knew it, a tear slipped from his right eye.

You'er, you broke your promise.

You said you would wait for me to marry you, and you said you would watch the moon with me today.

Mo Wuchen tightly grasped the jade pendant in his hand, his heart aching as if it were being cut by a knife.

a long time.

He raised his head and gathered his emotions.

He decided.

He wants to go to the Hades Ancient Continent. Even if the wait is endless, he wants to accompany his You'er.

Just a few thousand years, he can wait.

Without any hesitation, Mo Wuchen went to the palace of the Nether King and found the Nether King.

"You came."

The Nether King did not look back at Mo Wuchen, but just stared intently at the small ball of light in front of him.

That is the trace of You'er's existence.

Mo Wuchen walked forward silently, looking at the tiny but bright ball. He wanted to raise his hand to touch it, but paused and then withdrew his hand.

"I figured it out."

Mo Wuchen's tone was firm.

"I'm going to Hades."

The Nether King's eyes darkened and he turned around suddenly.

"I told you, it will take a long time for You'er to be reincarnated. In five days, I will place her in the Dark Ancient Continent to allow her soul to recover."

"I don't know how long this repair will take. Are you sure you want to wait?"

Mo Wuchen nodded: "Well, I want to accompany her."

"Mo Wuchen, think clearly. If you want to go to the Dark Ancient Continent, it means you will have to pay a huge price."

"You can't go with your current strength, nor can you go in your current appearance. You can only extract your soul and reincarnate again."

"At the same time, your power will be sealed, which also means that your memory will be sealed as well."

"Without memories, you wouldn't be able to recognize You'er even if you saw her."

"Pointless."

The Nether King did not want Mo Wuchen to pay such a huge price.

"Then what is meaningful? Is my life in Tianyao Continent meaningful?"

Mo Wuchen smiled bitterly, his long eyelashes drooping.

"Without You'er, everything in the world is meaningless."

Hearing this, something seemed to be touched deep in the heart of the Hades.

Yes, he understood Mo Wuchen, and so did he.

Without her, he lived like a walking corpse every day. If it weren't for Feng Jingyou and Feng Luohan, he didn't know what else was meaningful in this world.

What's the point of being in a high position? It only makes you more lonely.

"Have you made up your mind?"

The King of the Underworld no longer stopped him, but just confirmed it again.

"Ah."

"Okay," the Nether King decided to help Mo Wuchen, "Go back and discuss it with your father, he will help you deal with this matter."

"I can send you to Hades together."

Mo Wuchen uttered two words softly: "Thank you."

"Will the aura of death in You'er cause any riots?"

Mo Wuchen frowned. He remembered Feng Jingyou's previous comas. He was worried that the same situation would occur again when he went to the Ancient Continent.

This would put her in danger.

The Nether King was silent for a moment and nodded.

"Yes, there is too much death energy in You'er's body."

"Fortunately, there is no power like the aura of death in the Hades Ancient Continent. The aura of death is a deadly force for the people of the Hades Ancient Continent, so You'er is relatively safe."

This also protects her to a certain extent, doesn't it?

Mo Wuchen paused and looked up at the Nether King.

"Maybe - I can help You'er."

The Nether King turned his gaze towards Mo Wuchen and repeated:

"Help You'er?"

How could this help? Transfer You'er's death energy into his body? This was obviously unrealistic.

"Transfer the raging death energy in You'er's body into my body."

As soon as the King of the Underworld rejected his idea, Mo Wuchen expressed his own idea.

Nether King: “…”

"You can't bear it."

It's not that he hasn't thought about this method, but it's simply not feasible.

You'er's death aura could not be dissipated, it could only be transferred. Even he could not bear it, let alone the divine power in Mo Wuchen's body.

Divine power and the aura of death are two incompatible forces.

"I can."

Mo Wuchen was very sure.

"I have golden pupils, so I can withstand this power."

"I only need to extract half of the divine power in my body and inject an equal amount of death energy into it."

"If the two forces are balanced, there will be no problems."

The Nether King suddenly looked at Mo Wuchen: "What are you thinking about?"

"Take out half of your divine power and inject an equal amount of death energy. Do you know how much you will have to endure? If you are not careful, you will lose your life."

"No."

The Nether King firmly refused. Although he also hoped that his daughter would suffer less, he would not allow it if the relief of his daughter's pain came at the cost of Mo Wuchen's life.

"I really can."

Mo Wuchen didn't want to give up this path at all.

"Don't even think about it."

There was no way the King of the Underworld would agree to his request. Feng Jingyou loved Mo Wuchen, so he would naturally favor Mo Wuchen more.

If Feng Jingyou were here, he would not agree.

"You'er became like this because of me."

Mo Wuchen did not retreat at all.

"..."

He argued with the King of the Underworld for a long time, and neither of them was willing to give in.

"Let him be."

Suddenly, a familiar voice came into the ears of the King of the Underworld.

The God King waved his hand and appeared in front of them.

He was worried about his son, so he followed.

Although he didn't know what they were arguing about specifically, he knew that his son must have been arguing about Feng Jingyou, and the King of the Underworld definitely didn't want his son to do anything stupid.

"Old man, what are you talking about? Do you know what your son wants to do?"

The King of the Underworld didn't expect that the King of Gods was so confused.

"He wants to waste half of his own strength and inject You'er's death energy."

The God King's eyes darkened and his heart ached.

He was silent for a long time, then looked up at Mo Wuchen.

"Have you thought about it?"

Mo Wuchen nodded: "I will never regret it until I die."

After hearing these four words, the God King gritted his teeth and slowly uttered a word: "Okay."

The Nether King strode forward and stopped him, saying, "This will cause too much harm to his body. He could die if he's not careful. He's ignorant, but are you ignorant too?"

The God King's gaze turned to the Nether King, and his voice was old: "Let him go."

"I respect his decision."

He has always been unwilling to force his son. Even if he forces him, what can he get?

It’s better to let him do what he wants, at least he is happy.

After hearing this, the King of the Underworld fell silent and said no more.

"Let's do it."

Mo Wuchen's eyes were firm.

The sooner the death aura of Feng Jingyou can be brought here, the sooner Feng Jingyou can go to the Ancient Continent to recuperate his soul.

The King of the Underworld looked up at Mo Wuchen's determined expression, but still couldn't bear to take action.

"Bear with it."

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