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"For the sake of Senior Brother, this is what should be done." Seeing Qing Ran finish the whole cup of tea, Mo Beichen's expression finally relaxed.

"Why don't I pour another cup for my brother."

Qing Ran didn't speak for a long time, but finally handed the cup to Mo Beichen, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

The corners of Mo Beichen's mouth rose slightly, and he felt that sometimes he really looked like he hadn't grown up yet.

A few soft words from others made him feel that it was worth risking his life.

"Brother, you are welcome, we are a family." Mo Beichen turned around.

This sentence was what Qing Ran said to him at that time.

He believed it and kept it in his heart.

These words indeed survived the short time when he was most at a loss and at a loss.

Puchi-

Holding the teacup, Mo Beichen froze in place, and lowered his head in disbelief.

A sharp sword pierced his chest.

When the sword was about to be pulled away from his body, Mo Beichen subconsciously grabbed the tip of the sword that was exposed outside his body with his hands.

Apparently the people behind him didn't expect his move and wanted to pull out the sword.

Mo Beichen refused to let go.

The sword body rubbed back and forth in his flesh and blood.

Mo Beichen didn't know how much courage it took him to turn his head away, and he didn't know how much courage it took him to accept the facts in front of him.

His grip on the point of the sword loosened.

wow——

The sword was pulled out of his body, bringing out a lot of blood.

Mo Beichen put one hand on the table to support his body, and he opened his mouth.

However, he didn't ask anything, but the vision of his eyes became blurred first.

As if frightened by Mo Beichen's reaction, Qing Ran didn't dare to take another look, and ran away in despair.

Mo Beichen slowly slumped down on the ground, he didn't care about the turbulent bright red on his chest like spring water.

That wasn't the worst injury he'd suffered.

It wasn't his body that hurt him the most.

It seemed that he heard the voice in the house, and the servants who were waiting for Qing Ran rushed over.

He almost fainted from the sight in front of him.

Then he ran out like he had seen a ghost.

"Come on! Come on! Lord Mozun has been assassinated! Come on!"

……

Interestingly, when Qinglong heard the news and rushed over, the wound on the chest of the man who was sitting paralyzed on the ground did not even bleed.

The thin black air tightly blocked the blood hole.

"Master Mozun, how are you doing?!" Qinglong quickly knelt beside Mo Beichen, his hands trembling slightly as he looked at the puddles of blood on the ground.

After checking to make sure there was nothing serious, Qinglong felt relieved.

"Master Mozun, please punish me. Xuanwu's negligence in duty has given the villain a chance to injure your superior body." Xuanwu knelt directly on the ground.

"Heh." A chuckle.

"Your Majesty." Seeing Mo Beichen get up from the ground, Qinglong quickly reached out to help him, but was forced away by the sharp black energy from his body.

Mo Beichen clasped his hands firmly in his palms, "The traitor Mo Qingran betrayed the Mozun Palace, and there will be no such person in the Mozun Palace from now on."

Bang!

Everyone present was terrified by the astonishing demonic energy.

In the blink of an eye, the house was torn into pieces by the tyrannical devil energy, and disappeared out of thin air.

Qing Ran fled back to the Nine Layers Immortal Gate almost in a state of embarrassment, but he appeared in the eyes of the public with an extremely dazzling posture.

In one night, Murong Qing, the apprentice of the Immortal Lord and a new figure in the cultivation world, left the seclusion.

"Immortal Lord." Qing Ran's face was extremely pale, and he knelt in front of the black hole.

It can be said that his mission to infiltrate the Demon Lord's Palace was an extremely failed one.

Neither did he completely control the Mozun Palace, nor did he find the so-called source book.

Not only that, he was plotted against by the immortal, and branded a dilapidated sick body.

Even Qing Ran felt that it was unbelievable that she could escape all the way back from the Mozun Palace.

After all, he should have also been poisoned by the unknown poison Mo Beichen gave him.

In order to relax Mo Beichen's vigilance that day, he took the cup of tea in his mouth under the other's nose.

Although he spit it out afterwards, he inevitably drank some.

He didn't know what medicine Mo Beichen had given himself. He was terrified all the way, but he was fine until now.

He only came to ask the meaning of the fairy master.

"You are indeed poisoned."

Hearing the voice from the black hole, Qing Ran felt a little relieved for some reason.

He did not forget the expression on the young man's face at the end.

"I don't know what kind of poison it is? Is there a solution?" Qing Ran asked.

"do not you know?"

"I don't know." There was some bitterness on Qing Ran's face.

"I don't know? Then Qingran, it's God's blessing that you can come back alive." The voice of the black hole was a little surprised, "This poison is called the five-transformation stasis poison. Once you take it, it will corrupt your body and flesh every day. There is basically no cure. .If you don’t use your spiritual power, you won’t die immediately, but your internal organs will be worn down day and night.”

"Five transformations stagnant poison?" Qing Ran said in a nasty voice, it really didn't look like it was written by a fairy.

"Fortunately, you took some Jin Yanrui beforehand." The voice in the black hole said slowly: "The five-transformation stasis poison has been greatly suppressed, and you have the life to come back alive."

"Golden Yanrui? The holy product of Ganoderma lucidum? This is impossible. I have never-never eaten it." Qing Ran's voice trembled.

"You must have taken it. Apart from Jin Yanrui, there is nothing else in this world that can compete with this strange poison." The voice in the black hole was very sure.

"How is this possible?" Qing Ran's expression was a little stiff.

Who would give him this golden flame core in Mozun Palace?

Qingran couldn't help thinking of the scene where Mo Beichen served him tea in the room.

Is that actually Jin Yanrui?

This is impossible!This is absolutely impossible!

He obviously found that last instruction in Mo Beichen's room!It's impossible for Mo Beichen not to have seen it!

In the legacy, it wasn't that the immortal had already guessed the possibility of Qingran's identity, and even bluntly said that in order to prevent Qingran, he gave Qingran a strange poison that is rare in the world.

Mo Beichen must know.

"Immortal Master, is this the only kind of poison your disciple has?" Qing Ran couldn't help asking.

"Yes. Only this one."

Qing Ran couldn't figure it out, he almost went back from the Immortal Lord in a trance.

He could only force himself not to think about it.

However, he couldn't control himself at all, and whenever he was free, he would think about it like a demon.

He was thinking what if, what if Mo Beichen really never wanted to harm himself!

Whenever I think of this possibility, Qingran's heart will be pierced.

He knew his own feelings for Mo Beichen better than anyone else.

After spending some time in this daze, Qing Ran entered the fairy lord's study by a rare opportunity.

In that study he heard a voice calling to him,

Qingran searched for the source of the voice, but found that it was a book with the word "source" engraved on it.

Qing Ran opened the scroll almost as if looking for a demon.

The moment he opened it, he knew everything about the past in nothingness.

The moment the truth was revealed, it was enough to make Qing Ran feel regretful and painful.

And when he witnessed how he put the cold sword into that person's chest again, Qing Ran was like a madman.

He wants to go back.

He wanted to go back to the Mozun Palace.

He wanted to go back to Mo Beichen's side.

He wants to go back in time and rewrite everything.

This is almost impossible, the Mozun Palace has completely removed him, but the book agreed to his request.

Qingran returned to the front of everything, he had a chance to change the past, he thought so.

He is alone in the false past, he is lonely.

The depression that everyone is drunk and I am sober makes his body and mind slowly wear away.

It even made him unable to feel the passage of real time.

And there are many people who are also belatedly aware like Qing Ran. Some of them even seem to have fallen asleep, and when they open their eyes, they no longer know what is going on.

Yi Qingyun slowly opened his eyes, it was pitch black.

He found that he seemed to be curled up in a soft but narrow place, and he stretched out his hand to gently stroke the surroundings.

As if he had touched a gap, he exerted force with his hands, and the soft darkness was easily torn apart by him.

The familiar stone tablet and the familiar white spiritual liquid seemed to be still in Qingyan Shi Poluan's body.

"Master, did you sleep comfortably this time?" Yuan Shu walked towards him from a distance.

"Did you sleep? Did I fall asleep?" Mo Beichen frowned slightly. He didn't remember much of the past, he only remembered trying to control Qingyan Shi Poluan's body in order to survive.

"Yes, you fell asleep, and the sleep is not too short." Yuan Shu smiled, and then took out a black cloak from nowhere.

Yi Qingyun's first reaction when he saw the clothes was to take them off from the man in the black cloak who died in the pool of blood.

"Master, although you are in very good health now, you should still wear some clothes to cover yourself up." Seeing that the other party seemed to have not understood, Yuan Shu kindly reminded him.

Yi Qingyun froze for a moment, then lowered his head.

In the blink of an eye, he took the black cloak from Yuan Shu and put it on.

Why doesn't he even have a single piece of clothing on him!

"Master, don't you remember? Don't talk about clothes before, you don't even have your own body." The corner of Yuan Shu's mouth hooked up, "But congratulations, master, for getting your own body."

"My body?" Yi Qingyun found that he was no longer illusory this time, his feet were actually stepping on the soft ground.

He seemed to have thought of something and turned around, only then did he find the broken shell pieces scattered on the ground behind him.

He crouched down and picked up one of the fragments from the ground, which looked a bit like a hard eggshell.

"There is no doubt that this body of yours came out of here." Yuan Shu also squatted down, "Master, you can eat these eggshell fragments."

"It's not funny." Yi Qingyun said coldly.

"This is not a joke." Yuan Shu took the lead in grabbing an eggshell fragment and gnawed on it, "Master, don't you know that Xuanhuang Tengus are all hatched from this kind of eggshell? When they come out, they will try to make up for it." Hunger eats these eggshells. This is your first meal."

As if confirming what the source book said, Yi Qingyun actually felt the hunger in his body.

Then those eggshell fragments actually look extra alluring.

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