Why would his father meet his daughter?

Why do they hold back when talking about their daughter?

What happened during her years of sleep? What are they hiding?

The more Feng Nianzhi thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.

"I'll see you in a while."

The God King comforted Feng Nianzhi.

It wasn't a white lie, but he felt that Feng Jingyou and Mo Wuchen would not die so easily.

Mo Wuchen is his child. From the moment he was born, he felt that his child was extraordinary.

At least now he doesn't think his child will die like this.

He firmly believed that they would come back.

..

the other side.

Above the clouds, Feng Jingyou and Mo Wuchen were lying on the bed, holding hands tightly.

The old man who had previously taught Feng Jingyou Tong Jue stood beside them, stroking his beard with a worried look on his face.

He estimated the time with his fingers.

"Logically, it's time to wake up."

He looked at the two motionless people and fell into deep thought.

If you look closely, you will find that Feng Jingyou and Mo Wuchen's appearance have changed slightly - they are more otherworldly than before.

a long time.

Feng Jingyou and Mo Wuchen slowly opened their eyes.

The two looked at each other, and the corners of their mouths raised slightly.

Fortunately, you are still here.

"woke up?"

The old man looked at Feng Jingyou and Mo Wuchen and asked softly.

Feng Jingyou sat up, looked at the old man and said, "Thank you."

There are only the two of them and the old man here, and it must be the old man who saved them.

After jumping into the sacrificial array, she felt as if her entire soul was being stripped away, and then she lost all perception.

As soon as I woke up, I came here.

She only knew that the old man in front of her would not harm them.

"No need to thank me, I didn't save you."

The old man waved his hand.

"That is...?"

Feng Jingyou didn't understand who else could save them.

"You saved yourselves."

The old man answered Feng Jingyou's doubts.

"Save yourself?"

Feng Jingyou didn't understand why they saved themselves.

"If it doesn't break, it won't stand."

The old man uttered four words lightly, he stood with his hands behind his back, and looked at Feng Jingyou and Mo Wuchen quietly.

"You belong here."

Feng Jingyou looked at him and continued to ask: "Since we originally belonged here, why did we go to the lower world? And why did we come back?"

The old man sighed.

"It's a long story."

"To put it simply, someone doesn't want you to live, so you need to die three times before you can repair your soul and return to the Continent of Miracles."

Feng Jingyou thought about it.

The fall in Tianyao Continent counts as one, the rebirth in Minggu Continent counts as one, and this time is the third time.

Just right.

"You two could have met in the Hades Ancient Continent, but I blocked your meeting just before it happened, and that led to your first rebirth."

"I arranged for you to meet after your rebirth to make up for the shortcomings of last time."

The old man felt sorry for Feng Jingyou and Mo Wuchen, but he had to do this.

Otherwise it would be difficult for them to repair their souls so quickly.

Of course, he also paid a corresponding price for his participation this time.

As for the other times, he just let things take their own course and he didn't interfere too much.

"Can you cure Mo Wuchen's poison?"

Even when talking about the previous entanglement, Feng Jingyou still did not forget Mo Wuchen's "poison" that could explode at any time.

She didn't want to see Mo Wuchen in pain.

A warm feeling passed through Mo Wuchen's heart.

Even in this situation, his little You'er was still concerned about his physical condition.

He was very touched.

"poison?"

The old man frowned.

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