Apprentice, he, he, he is OOC again

As soon as he left Cangsong School, Mo Yun entered a strange space, which was dark purple and somewhat dim, with water-like threads flowing in the air, emitting a dim light.

The little white ball was on his shoulder, eyes drooping, the whole ball was a little sleepy.

Before it left, it found that the illegal system it had suppressed showed signs of awakening. It had no choice but to suppress it again, but this time the suppression was different from the previous ones.

In the past, it suppressed the system only for a short period of time, but this time, it is not at ease, for fear that if it leaves, the illegal system will wake up again and pose a threat to Ye Wuchen's life.

He is usually a confident person, but whenever Ye Wuchen is involved, his heart is completely confused.

Just in case, he simply fought against the illegal system for a day, trying his best to save Ye Wuchen.

It's not because he doesn't believe in Qing Jun who went to dismantle the system, but because he doesn't believe in himself, and dare not believe in himself anymore.

Just like in the previous life, when he lost control and killed Ye Wuchen, it was a relief for the latter, but it was a nightmare for him all his life.

But if you think about it carefully, his crazy suppression of the illegal system seems to be no different from the out-of-control appearance in his previous life.

Mo Yun and Xiao Baiqiu are the same soul, and he also noticed its weakness at this time, but he didn't ask, because he knew in his heart that Ye Wuchen was the only one who made himself like this.

The liquid floor under the feet was trampled out in circles of purple ripples, and the lines of nothingness around them were intertwined and chased each other. The Great Lord God walked in front, and the floor-mopping robe drew small lines on the ground, shallowly rippling.

There are only footsteps in the huge space, and it looks more empty and lonely. Gradually, the dark purple space has changed, and the deep purple that is almost dark gradually fades away, and gradually transitions to light purple with peach pink.

The Great Lord God stopped, turned around and sat down on the spot, resting his chin and staring at the young man: "Why didn't you say a word all this way?"

It made him unable to open his mouth even if he wanted to.

Mo Yun raised his eyes and said, "What did you say?"

The Great Lord God blinked, took off the mask with gold patterns on the white background, narrowed his purple eyes, and smiled at him gently, "Sit first."

Mo Yun sat down cross-legged.

He doesn't know the origin of people, but he has to believe in his own soul.

"Well...you've grown up, understand?"

"Huh? What's wrong?"

The lord rubbed his forehead, why does this little guy, new to him, not take sex in the same room as seriously as Ye Wuchen? Is it true that Ye Wuchen taught him?

"Don't be clinging to your master all the time." The Great Master God didn't know that this part of Mo Yun's soul had been enlightened, and he still thought that this child was just sticking to Ye Wuchen by instinct.

Mo Yun snorted, neither nodded nor shook his head.

After the Lord God finished talking about this matter, he ignored him, and made a ripple on the ground with his finger, then glanced at the little white ball on his shoulder, paused his hand, and sighed softly, he didn't love himself so much.

The little white ball jumped from the young man's shoulder to the side, and turned into a illusory shadow in the shape of Mo Yun. Then, another young man emerged from behind him. The moment he saw the Great Lord God, he smiled warmly and talked with the other two. The boy was different, his brows and eyes were full of gentleness, very much like someone.

The Great Master God was stunned for a moment, then smiled unconsciously, and said to Xiao Baiqiu, "Is that why you like him so much?"

Little Baiqiu sat down, glanced at the well-behaved soul next to him, and nodded slightly.

If he didn't like it too much, he wouldn't split his soul for such a little similarity. In this case, let that part of Ye Wuchen's soul not suffer any damage at all.

The Great Lord God chuckled, raised his hand, and a flowing wall emerged from the ground, enclosing the three souls inside and sealing the top.

The Lord God has a privilege, he can enter any plane as the Lord God, that is to say, he has the power of the Lord God in any plane, and can execute the rights of the Lord God.

And the power he is exercising now is to use the Soul Restoration Station.

The repair station can fuse the split souls and minimize the disadvantages of fusion.

"Your main soul is already incomplete. After the fusion, there may be some sequelae - I will first go back to the main god's space to strengthen this plane. After the soul fusion, this space will disappear, and you will be sent back to Qingfeng directly."

"Oh, by the way, I don't know how long it will take to fuse the soul. It is conservatively estimated that it will take half a year, but it still depends on your willpower."

As soon as the Lord God's voice fell, Mo Yun fell into darkness, his soul throbbed with pain, and the memories of his past and present lives flooded into his mind frantically, which already made his damaged soul ache.

But what is even more painful is that three memories at one point in time drilled into his head, like gnawing sharp teeth of reason, making him unable to distinguish where he is and what he is in.

There is a little white ball with black eyes who is a gentle gentleman in front of Ye Wuchen, a little white ball with red eyes who is greedy and lustful and wants to get in touch with Ye Wuchen more, and there is Mo Yun who has an incomplete memory and is trying to play tricks in front of Ye Wuchen.

The body seems to have fallen into the deep sea, sinking inch by inch, and the soul that was just overdrawn a few days ago is suffering.

Like cooking oil in a raging fire, the exploding oil spots exploded on the body, leaving gray-black marks, and it was like falling into the jaws of a tiger, with fangs tearing flesh and blood, and the remaining will felt helplessly the pain of being torn apart.

This kind of pain was like a violent storm pushing his soul, and the turbulent memories poured into his mind involuntarily and embedded in his soul.

Every memory is running in, looking for its corresponding position. Different memories are arranged at the same time point, and they cannot be combined, so they can only exclude each other.

But these memories are all experienced by him personally, and mutual exclusion is equal to rejection of his own soul. Mo Yun only feels that his whole body is splitting up, splitting up in a disastrous way. Various experiences make him a different person, but they all lead to the same goal. , slowly close in one direction.

He's going crazy.

He began to be confused about who he was, doubting the authenticity of the memory, and the memory came rolling in with all kinds of emotions——

Indifference, bloodthirsty and hatred, sadness, anger and guilt, gentleness, shyness and jealousy.

Who should he be?

In the dark, Mo Yun doubted himself, doubted his memory, doubted his soul, but he never doubted the person who appeared frequently in his memory. To protect his heart for the rest of his life.

He would rather believe that he is false than doubt the truth of that person——

Because that person is Ye Wuchen, the tenderness he tried his best to bring back.

Mo Yun's body was numb and weak, but his soul was tormented like a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​fire, unable to rest.

Messy memories were blended, arranged, and finally messed up, piled up in the corner, and together with those messy emotions, folded into Ye Wuchen's figure.

The pain of the soul continued, and the overdraft of the power of the main god made his soul ache, but it was milder than the pain of memory splitting.

The repair station repaired his broken soul, allowing his split soul to gradually merge, the three souls and seven souls slowly closed, the pain intensified and then slowed down, and finally returned to calm.

When he regained his sanity, Mo Yun had already returned to the Four Seasons Residence at Zhiqing Peak. He opened his eyes and looked around with dark red eyes. Flowing Cloud Ring.

Which Mo Yun is he now?

Can't figure it out.

The soul is his, and the memory is his, but they are so divided that they can't be integrated together.

He released his spiritual sense, and glanced at the items in the Liuyun ring. They were all necessary, and there were basically no idle items-clothes, medicine pills, story books... and a red kit?

Mo Yun took out the kit, untied the knot made by the yellow rope, and when he saw what was inside, he suddenly held the kit in his arms, and laughed foolishly.

It contained the braids that the paper dolls had braided with his and Ye Wuchen's hair when they were doing missions in Mianyu Village.

Happy.

After immersing himself in his own world for a long time, Mo Yun finally put away the kit, and happily walked towards Ye Wuchen's room. On the way, he passed the bronze mirror on the table, and he saw the blood in his eyes. He looked at the mirror. Blinking, watching the dark red in his eyes turn black before continuing to walk there.

The half-hidden door was opened, and Ye Wuchen sat on the bed, as if he had just woken up. He glanced at Mo Yun, frowned suddenly, and said coldly, "Who told you to come here!"

Mo Yun paused, his expression a little dumbfounded, "...Master?"

Ye Wuchen's pupils shrank in shock from his two words, his voice was as cold as ice, and he shouted angrily: "Who is your master! Get out!"

Mo Yun sensed something was wrong. In the plane, he couldn't use the power of the main god on a large scale, but he could still examine a person's soul.

Using the power of the main god, he glanced at Ye Wuchen, lowered his eyes and pulled the corners of his mouth. It was not the original Ye Wuchen, nor his Ye Wuchen.

The soul presents the best state of a person's life, so the appearance of the soul is no different from the appearance, just whether it is young or not.

And this person's soul is a young man with red lips and white teeth, not the slightest resemblance to Ye Wuchen.

He opened his mouth to say something but was interrupted by a low growl. It was the big cat who jumped in from the bed, and the moment he saw the man, his hair exploded.

Ye Wuchen directly threw a spell on the big cat, and his voice suppressed his anger: "What wild thing dares to run here?"

The big cat dodged the magic attack and confronted the man with unprecedented ferocity. Its bright black eyes were fixed on the man on the bed, as if it wanted to devour him and tear him apart.

In the next second, Mo Yun's ghost came out of the air and stabbed at Ye Wuchen in a daze.

Suddenly there was a loud noise, and Gui Sha was bounced away by Ye Wuchen's technique, and flew back into Mo Yun's hand. He pointed his sword at Ye Wuchen, and said in a cruel tone, "Who are you?"

Ye Wuchen looked at him and sneered, "Should I ask this?"

As soon as these words came out, Mo Yun mercilessly put Gui Sha on his neck, his eyes were as black as an abyss, and the fiery red spiritual power wrapped around the sword, directly hitting Ye Wuchen's neck, "I'll ask again!" For the last time, who are you?"

Ye Wuchen stared coldly at the Liuyun ring on his right index finger, as if trying to understand something, he sneered: "I'm Ye Wuchen, the one you know is probably a demon cultivator who seized the house."

When the big cat heard this, it rushed over, and its body became half a person's height in an instant. It pressed Ye Wuchen on the bed with one paw, and roared angrily.

It's not a soft meow, but a tiger-like roar.

It bared its fangs, its eyes were dark and deep, and it was almost about to tear this person to pieces in the next moment, but it just held Ye Wuchen, its claws retracted, and it didn't hurt the person's skin at all.

There was another mournful roar, mixed with deep helplessness.

"Who is taking the house?" Mo Yun didn't care about the big cat, just smiled, his eyes were filled with ice, making his heart tremble.

Seizing the house is a sorcery that can only be performed by demon cultivators. It is most likely to succeed when a person is weak. It is estimated that Qing Jun was taken advantage of by the nearby demon cultivators when he helped the master dismantle the system.

And if the person who has been taken away does not return to the original body within ten days, he will disappear in this world, but he is the main god and can take away the soul of the plane.

"Brother Ye! Your retreat is over, let's go to Youzhou together."

Suddenly a voice came, it was Lu Xiao throwing off the folding fan, and stepped into the Four Seasons Residence. After seeing the scene in the room, he couldn't help frowning—a big cat as tall as a person held Ye Wuchen under its paws , Mo Yun turned a blind eye to it, and even seemed to help the tyrant.

"What are you doing?" Lu Xiao clapped the folding fan in his palm and made a crackling sound.

As soon as the big cat saw the person coming, it immediately arched its back, grinned at him, and swayed its shattered tail up and down in anger.

Lu Xiao was frightened by the big cat. He looked at Mo Yun and asked, "Mo Yun, what are you going to do?"

Intuition told him that this would not be a good answer.

Mo Yun turned his head and glanced at him, but didn't speak. Instead, he released his spiritual sense to try to find the lonely soul wandering around, and at the same time, holding the ghost, he stabbed Ye Wuchen's neck fiercely.

Kill this person, and he will return with the soul of the master.

In the main temple, they can do many things.

Iron objects collided, making harsh scraping sounds.

Lu Xiao quickly summoned the lonely wind to fend off the ghost. He felt a numbness in his arms. Before he could think about when Mo Yun's power became so great, he saw a trace of bewilderment appearing on the expressionless boy's face. , like a crash, like incredible.

Why can't he perceive Master's soul?

There was no movement in the contract formation, his soul should not have been recovered by the system, otherwise the system would definitely erase the mark on the soul that did not belong to him.

Behind him, Ye Wuchen broke free from the big cat's paws, pushed Lu Xiao who was blocking the bed, and said coldly: "Did you come to Zhiqing Peak just as you said? Get out!"

Lu Xiao turned around in surprise, "Brother Ye" was blasted out of Four Seasons Residence by his spiritual power before he could say anything, and looked blankly at Mo Yun who led the big cat out, and asked, "What's wrong with him?"

Mo Yun squinted at him, lowered his head and let go of his spiritual sense to perceive the surroundings, but he didn't perceive anything...

"What should I do if the elders of Immortal Sword Sect are taken away?" Mo Yun asked suddenly.

Lu Xiao replied subconsciously: "Close up the body first, and try to recall the soul within ten days. If it cannot be recalled, the body of the elder will be incinerated."

Mo Yun nodded, sat on the stone table and stroked the big cat's hair, his brows were furrowed, and his lips were pursed into a line.

Seeing his appearance, Lu Xiao reacted belatedly, "You mean he was taken away?"