The leader of the devil's sect, he is so cute

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"So, Master, what shall we do next?"

Mo Zicheng sat down cross-legged: "Wait." By the way, during the waiting process, he happened to be able to use his Nei Yuan to adjust his breath.Neiyuan luck has passed for a week, although the injury will not be healed, but the pale complexion looks much better, at least it can deceive Sanxiu that he is only a little thinner and has a small injury. It only takes a few days to recuperate, anyway, Fu Wanran is just pulling his ears and scolding him, it is impossible to chase and beat him.

Ruoye Xuansang saw what Mo Zicheng was thinking, and added a knife: "My lord doctor will not only settle accounts after autumn, but also intentionally make your medicine very bitter."

"Of course I know! Can't you let me deceive myself for a while?!" In terms of taking medicine, Mo Zicheng is really like a child who has a temper, sometimes he has to make a fuss for a while before drinking.Even if he didn't drink, just mentioning it made him turn blue.

When the knife stabbed Mozicheng, Mozicheng could not change his face, but when he handed over a bowl of soup, it was as if he was killing him, which is very outrageous.

After about a quarter of an hour, the paper people came back one after another and pulled Mozicheng's trousers. It seemed that they had found Sanxiu.Mo Zicheng stood up and looked back at Ruoye Xuansang, Ruoye Xuansang knew that it was time for them to leave.

Sanxiu was a little distracted, and murmured: "The third life..."

"Yes, the third life. Come with me." Saying this, Feng Luochen's hand caressed Sanxiu's face.

These words are guidance and temptation. They seem to lead Sanxiu into an endless hell.Feng Luochen's words sounded like the demon Buddha Bo Xun was luring and tempting the Buddha to disrupt the Fa... The mind of the three cultivators seemed to be confused.

Sanxiu stretched out his arms to embrace Feng Luochen into his arms. The person in his arms could not be said to be soft, but it carried a familiar fragrance. I don't know what kind of fragrance it was. The fragrance gave people a sense of alienation, which made him very comfortable. fragrance.

Feng Luochen in his arms was a person with a normal body temperature and a heartbeat, no different from the past, no different.

"Luochen... Luochen..." Sanxiu hugged her tightly, as if he was afraid that if he let go, he would disappear. He was nostalgic for such tenderness, and his guilt and love for Feng Luochen made him hard to restrain. They hugged each other Sitting on the land full of peach blossoms, both of them are yearning for this hug and this familiar temperature.

"You are my love."

"I know, Brother Chu Mo."

Sanxiu took a deep breath and continued: "You are my illusion, you are my obsession, and you are my demon."

As he spoke, Sanxiu gradually let go of Feng Luochen. Under Feng Luochen's unbelievable eyes, Sanxiu stood up and walked towards the brilliantly blooming peach blossom tree step by step. It took a long time before he turned around and looked at Feng Luochen who was still kneeling on the ground, his expression still gentle.

What Sanxiu had to admit was that this illusion accidentally hit Sanxiu's heart, and at the same time gave Sanxiu an opportunity—an opportunity to let himself truly let go of his obsessions.

Although he didn't care about it on the surface, those things when he was still Yunkong had to be pulled out like a thorn. It's just that the three cultivators didn't know how to let himself go, but he just realized it.

"Luo Chen, 'There are clearly six realms in the dream, but there is no great world after awakening' does not mean that the great world is all illusory. The 'nothing' it refers to is no longer attached. I used to be confused and attached to everything, but now I am no longer attached. It's not that the "image" of the world is gone, but that the heart is gone, which is the meaning of "nothing". Luo Chen, your study of Buddhism is still inferior to mine." Sanxiu's voice was gentle, but There was alienation in this tone, because he had seen through, understood, and was no longer attached to the past.

"The most I can do is to let go of the past. What I can't let go of is the people around me today. I can't deny your existence, I can't deny the existence of anyone, but I have the right to self-knowledge."

Feng Luochen raised his head and said, "But the meaning of your words is that you still deny my existence?!"

"I'm just an ordinary person. I can't deny you. After all, you do exist, but you can judge whether this existence is true or not, and whether it is the existence I want." Sanxiu said very euphemistically, facing this People, even if they are not the real him, it is still difficult for Sanxiu to say anything serious to hurt him.

Feng Luochen lowered his eyes and stood up after a while. He seemed to understand something: "This time, I pushed you away, didn't I?"

"Yes and no."

"My lord... I still really hate your buddhist talking like you're meditating." Feng Luochen flicked his sleeves, raised his foot to lift the sword back into the scabbard, and didn't even cry.Feng Luochen was actually the same as Mozicheng, not a crybaby, but... maybe Feng Luochen was always crying because of himself in Sanxiu's memories, so Feng Luochen just kept crying.

Perhaps it was influenced by the consciousness of the Three Cultivators, or maybe it was his own emotions that Feng Luochen, the leader of the Demon Cult, should have as a product of the illusion.

"I can't stop you, and I can't change you, can I?" These words were not in a questioning tone, and he didn't even need Sanxiu to answer him, he already knew the answer.

Sanxiu didn’t have to answer questions that already knew the answer. He stretched out his hand and took the peach blossom blown down by the wind in his hand. Turning to Feng Luochen, he said, "Feng Luochen is my predecessor, and Ah Cheng... is my peach blossom in this life."

Sanxiu opened his eyes and saw Mozicheng's smiling face, only then did Sanxiu notice that he was lying on Mozicheng's lap.

Mo Zicheng, who was a little worried at first, couldn't help but raised his eyebrows the moment Sanxiu opened his eyes, and he opened his lips: "You finally..." woke up.

Before the last two words could be said, Sanxiu pressed his head and kissed him.And Mo Zicheng had to bend down to follow Sanxiu.

Probably saw something in the illusion.Mo Zicheng thought this way, if it wasn't for this, Sanxiu wouldn't have kissed him as soon as he woke up, and it was still in the presence of someone, even so, the two still kissed inseparably.

Fortunately, these subordinates in Mozi City were very smart, and they all turned around the moment Sanxiu reached out to press the head of Mozi City. At the same time, they deliberately looked at some scenery to distract their attention, so as to Guaranteeing that they would not clearly hear the voice behind them, they even had the illusion that if it wasn't for the wrong timing, the two would roll together.

After a while, both of them stood up and coughed lightly to indicate that the matter was over and they could turn around.

However, there is something rather curious about Mozi City: "Sanxiu, what did you see in the illusion? Is it me?"

"Yes."

"What did I do? Ah, let me think about it. The illusion in my heart is so real. It is said that it is a gentle town~ I am really touched that you can give up this for me! But what exactly happened, do you want to tell me? Tell me? Let me see what kind of influence it is in your illusion."

Sanxiu thought for a while, and then he didn't intend to tell Mo Zicheng, so he looked at Ruoye Xuansang: "Let's go, we have already wasted too much time."

Ruoye Xuansang: Your intention to change the subject is too obvious!