He fell in love with Lingen

The Shangqian Realm among the Three Thousand Realms is not as majestic as it used to be. At this time, people are coming and going, and it is very lively.Not only are there people in the lower thousand realms, but there are also people beyond the three thousand realms.

Since the Heavenly Emperor of the Three Thousand Realms opened the Three Thousand Realms a hundred years ago, this new world has become the most frequent place for cultivators in the past hundred years.

After all, everyone has been yearning and curious about this thousand-year-closed world.But according to Wanfang's agreement, if one side of the world is not open to the outside world, no one can trespass.

Now that the Three Thousand Realms is open, it naturally attracts a large number of monks to visit, and some big sects use the Three Thousand Realms as a training place, so that the Three Thousand Realms can be quickly understood by outsiders.

The Three Thousand Worlds did not live up to the expectations of the outside world. The unique division of the upper, middle and lower worlds, rich resources, and beautiful scenery, in just a hundred years, together with Chuzhidi, Zhanzejian, and Huahuaigu, are known as the world's four largest land of treasures.

There are also many families and sects in the Three Thousand Realms that are among the top families and sects in the world. The emergence of the Three Thousand Realms has brought new vitality and power.

And the people in the Three Thousand Realms only realized a hundred years ago that the Three Thousand Realms they live in are not the whole world.The Three Thousand Realms is just one side of the world. Outside the Three Thousand Realms, there are many other worlds like the Three Thousand Realms. Just as the Heavenly Emperor split the Three Thousand Realms in the Great Wilderness, there are also countless powerful ones who created other worlds.Such a square world together constitutes the world of Wanfang.

In recent years, the people of the Three Thousand Worlds have also lived an extraordinarily rich and lively life. Not only outsiders came to the Three Thousand Worlds, but they also went to worlds with different styles, which greatly broadened their horizons and marveled at the size of the world.

In Shangqian Realm, on a bustling street, a restaurant is extremely lively, and the people who come and go are all well-cultivated or gorgeously dressed, and good-looking nobles.Ordinary people wouldn't enter at all, and the waiter in the shop was driving away a man with a terrifying face and clothes like a beggar, so don't disturb the nobles inside.

In the restaurant, a monk in black just entered.He was holding a jet-black sword, and his face was full of wind and frost. The moment he stepped into the restaurant, everyone in the restaurant felt a biting cold murderous aura.

The originally bustling restaurant suddenly condensed, and a few low-ranking monks even shivered uncontrollably, and a few seemed to be in a hallucination, looking confused, and were slapped awake by the people around them.

The black-clothed monk put the sword on the table expressionlessly, and there was a "snap", as if it was a shock, and the people in the restaurant were shocked, only to find that the breath-taking breath had disappeared.

No, not for them?

"too weak."

"Too weak, too weak."

"That is, all these years I have been in Tu Yuan, are people outside so delicate?"

In the small world, a few proud people are obediently forming a row, laughing at the people outside.

It wasn't until He Mo slammed and put down the sword that the few people withdrew their air. After He Mo took out a folding fan, the few people didn't even dare to speak, as if they were extremely afraid of the folding fan, obediently Shut up.However, his face was still full of excitement and excitement, staring at every move outside.

God, they have been in the exiled land for thousands of years, and they never thought that they would come out one day, so why not be excited now.

Thinking of this, one of the red-clothed men couldn't help rubbing their hands, looking at the people outside hungrily.

"Damn, why are you still drooling?!"

The person in white clothes next to him pushed the ghost beside him unbearably, with disgust on his face.Then he covered his mouth in fear, and when he saw that He Mo didn't show signs of anger, he breathed a sigh of relief and sat a little further away.

Several people looked at the man in white clothes with disgust, looking poor and elegant.

Then he found that He Mo stood up suddenly, and appeared at the entrance of the second floor of the restaurant in the blink of an eye, holding a beauty in white who was almost pushed down.

Several people:! ! !

You're going blind, this little devil actually has such a tender side?

"I'll say it again, stay away from me, do you hear me?" A cold voice came from the second floor.

The beauty in white trembled, and the others trembled too.No way, it's so beautiful.They are also people who have seen strong winds and waves, but they have never seen such a beautiful one. They are so beautiful that when they see him frown, their hearts will frown.

"It's okay, no one can hurt you."

After carefully looking at the beauty in white again, the gentle expression on He Mo's face made several people's teeth ache, but those eyes were full of sadness.

At this time, the one on the second floor who made a cold voice came out. It was a sword repairer who smelled of alcohol and had a haggard face. The sword in his hand was as white and cold as snow.

"Wow, it's Young Master Qiao."

"Is it the young master of the newly promoted Qiao family?"

"I heard that he is currently the most respected person by the emperors of the three thousand realms. I didn't expect to be lucky enough to meet him today."

"The Suxue sword in his hand is said to be comparable to the sword forged by Master Changjing."

Qiao Zhihui stood there, staring at He Mo in disbelief, the veins in the hand holding Su Xue bulged, and he trembled uncontrollably.

"Let go! Don't touch him!"

After saying that, he ignored the other people present and attacked He Mo with his sword. With this sword, he tried his best to kill the hated person in front of him.

Qiao Zhihui's cultivation was already in the late stage of the tribulation, and such a cultivation is rare even in Wanfang Tiandi. People with low cultivation around him were swept out of the restaurant before they could escape, and the sound of wailing was everywhere.

But He Mo just stood there calmly, motionless, the sword was an inch in front of He Mo, no matter how difficult it was to move forward.

Let Joe go back and try his best.

"impossible!"

He Mo raised his eyelids and looked at Qiao Zhihui, "I don't want your life right now."

"Tsk tsk, it looks like this person has been hit hard."

"It was too shocking, and it feels like this will be a common drama in the future."

"Excellent! Beat those self-righteous and sanctimonious people to pieces."

"Quickly pull the little beauty to bed."

"..."

Several people in Xiaotiandi looked at the person who said to get into bed, brother, the future is boundless.

Then the moment He Mo frowned, he became a bun, shut his mouth tightly, and sat down obediently.But it was too late, and they found that they could no longer see the outside scene.

The few wanted to cry, but they beat up the promising brother together.

The people around him were trembling in fear, He Mo looked lonely, and his eyes were on his face reluctantly, "Where do you live? I'll take you back."

"Shen, Shenshan." The beauty in white was about to cry, and replied in a low voice.The aura of this person frightened him, and he wanted to follow Young Master Qiao.But Young Master Qiao disliked him very much, and was controlled by this person, unable to move or speak.And he didn't dare to resist this person.

After a hundred years, He Mo once again set foot on the sacred mountain. Except for the renovation of the house, everything else is exactly the same as in memory, even the Emperor of Heaven has not changed at all.

The Emperor of Heaven seemed to have known that he was coming. For the first time, he looked at He Mo so squarely, with disbelief and admiration in his eyes, as well as unconcealable hatred.

He Mo didn't care about the hatred in his eyes, and why didn't he hate himself, "Where is Li Ran?"

"Li Ran?" The Emperor of Heaven chuckled, and turned to face this unpredictable man, "Li Ran, he is dead."

He Mo's pupils shrank slightly, he pursed his lips and shook his head, "Not dead." How could Li Ran die.

The Emperor of Heaven looked at this person who stubbornly believed that Li Ran would not die, and inexplicably felt irritated and hated, with a trace of cruelty flashing across his face, "No one in the world can get out of Tu Yuan, not even me, why can you get out? Who do you think you are? The one favored by the Dao of Heaven?"

"Do you feel that you are amazing, even a little proud. It's not because of Li Ran that you can come out alive!"

The person who came out of hell on earth, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and his face turned pale.

"Li Ran sacrificed himself to Tu Yuan, which gave you time to relax in Tu Yuan."

Thinking of the scene at that time, the Emperor of Heaven restrained his irritability, and looked quietly at the cliff covered by smoke, "We all underestimated the ancient fierce beast Taotie. The ancient blood of Taotie is not in that body, but accompanied by the soul. After Qing Ye from Hongjian jumped into Tu Yuan, Li Ran tore apart her body and soul, abandoned her body, and jumped down with you."

"It was he who sacrificed the blood of the ancient Taotie to appease the craziest ghosts in the Exiled Land. Otherwise, do you think you are the most special in the world? At first he was still alive, because his body has not been left by him. As long as he is still alive, although his body also has the ability to devour, he will not accept any spirit. However, a month ago, another soul appeared in his body."

The Emperor of Heaven pointed at "Li Ran" beside them who dared not say a word, and then said softly: "This shows that he is really dead."

"A month ago..."

He Mo took a step back, and the world lost all its colors in an instant. He opened his eyes, but seemed to close them, and could no longer see anything in the world.I don't know how he feels inside.

He didn't say anything, staggered, and walked down the mountain lightly.

Reminiscent of He Mo from birth to the present, the Emperor of Heaven thought to himself that the way of heaven is indeed cruel.

If you are cruel to this person, who will you not be cruel to?

"Father, Emperor of Heaven, Li Ran is sorry for you." Li Ran said the last sentence to them with a smile.

The Nie Guang faction was peaceful and happy as usual, He Mo walked out of the courtyard where he and Li Ran lived, and came to the courtyard of Elder Changyu.Elder Changyu was drinking tea in the gazebo in the garden, and the curling water vapor wafted from the celadon teacup.

Before He Mo uttered the name of Master, a cup of hot tea broke on his head, and the tea and tea leaves flowed down from He Mo's forehead and down his cheeks.

"I'm most afraid that Li Ran will end up like me, giving everything and having nothing. I thought you wouldn't let him become like me, but unexpectedly, Li Ran is worse than me." Elder Chang Yu resentfully said Said.

"Don't appear in front of me, I don't want to see you at all." He turned around and shifted his gaze to the vibrant flowers and plants in the garden.

"You can be the master of Tu Yuan, and enjoy the loneliness above ten thousand people."

"I will go back, and I will stay there for the rest of my life. I come, I just want to take a flower away."

He Mo's voice was steady, but he spoke intermittently and incoherently, "Bring a flower, stay with me, and stay with him."

"Tu Yuan, there is no light in the day and night, and there is no life in everything. I am afraid of him... afraid of him..."

He Mo looked at the lush daisy in the garden, as if seeing Li Ran standing there at that time, he called out happily "A Mo!"

He finally couldn't speak, his eyes were empty.

When He Mo walked out of Elder Changyu's yard with a daisy in his arms, He Qin and Mei Menglei were waiting for him there.

Seeing He Mo's expression and the daisy in his arms, He Qin couldn't help his eyes sour and almost shed tears.

With He Mo's family, she knows what kind of life He Mo lived when he was a child, she knows what Li Ran means to He Mo, and she can't understand He Mo's feeling of being one of the best.

Before they could speak, Joe appeared.

His eyes stayed on the daisy, and he said, "You can't take this flower away."

"You want everything? Master Liran's already weak soul, ever since he came to the Lower Thousand Realm to follow you, has been weaker and weaker for you, and finally died for you. Now you have the flower of his aura Don't you let it go?"

"He Mo, don't you feel uneasy conscience! Don't you feel guilty!"

"Shut up! That's not the case at all! You hypocritical and despicable people, you transfer the pain of losing Li Ran to He Mo. What did He Mo do wrong? He Mo is the most painful! He Mo Mo deserves to bear your pain and guilt!"

Mei Menglei pointed at Qiao Zhihui with a folding fan, and said sharply: "Driven by guilt, you all think that He Mo traded Liran for supreme cultivation, so that all guilt and pain, as well as Do you vent all your mistakes and blame He Mo? You don't understand anything, you are the real villains!"

It is obvious that He Mo is the most painful, it is He Mo who bears the most cruelty, it is He Mo who gives up and loses the most.

Mei Menglei was still arguing with Qiao Zhihui, but He Mo had already disappeared in front of them.

He appeared at the place where Shenshan jumped into exile, landed, and planted daisies.Looking at the daisy in front of him, his eyes finally became moist, and he knelt on the ground, crying like a child.

However, he never cried when he was a child.