The crematorium of the beautiful empresses chasing their husbands

Three days later, Mo Lin slowly opened his eyes.

He wanted to stand up, but almost fell to the ground again.

Mo Lin adjusted himself, sat on the ground for a while, and then slowly stood up.

He felt his physical condition, his blood was deficient, and his Tao rhyme was lost.

"It seems that I will not live long." Mo Lin sighed lightly.

I don't know if I will return to the original world after I die.

I originally wanted to see the bizarre world of cultivation, but now, all I can do is say goodbye to my sisters and find a quiet place to "rest" all the time.

"Say goodbye to them, and before you go, make them some lotus seeds they like to eat."

Although he no longer has the Qilin God Blood and the Tao Rhyme of the Earth, he can still make some blood lotus seeds with similar taste with his own blood.

Anyway, it's useless for me to keep this residual blood.

…

"You really disgust me! Do you really want to trap us?"

"Hypocrisy."

"Trash."

"Thief."

"You don't deserve to call us by our names! We are now the empress who is feared by the world. You, a despicable person, don't deserve to call us so intimately!"

"Okay... I've offended you, Fairy Dongfang, Fairy Bai, Fairy Zhu, Fairy Leng, Mo Lin is leaving."

…

Mo Lin sat where Grandpa Mo and the kitten who had accompanied him for many years were buried.

He took out the dolls that the four girls had given him.

Finally, he ate a string of candied haws. He loved sweets, but they had never noticed it.

Mo Lin closed his eyes forever with a relieved smile.

…

The scene ended here.

Everything was over.

Mo Lin, dead.

What they wanted to say, all their apologies and regrets, were meaningless.

Mo Lin had left them forever.

This sweet-loving boy, in the end, suffered all his life for them.

"Are we... beasts..." Dongfang Qinglian suddenly laughed, and her laughter was a little twisted.

"Even the kitten stayed with Brother Mo until the end of its life, and the four of us finally let him leave this world so miserably."

"Hehe... Brother Mo is just raising four dogs, and he has more conscience than us even if he has raised them for more than ten years." Dongfang Qinglian's tears dried up. She was laughing, sneering, and mocking, looking at her reflection in the mirror, and also at her three sisters.

She hated herself so much, hated her stupidity, she regretted so much, but there was no chance to admit her mistakes.

Brother Mo has not changed, he has always been the gentle and strong Brother Mo, but they have changed, they are stupid, they don't know the truth, and don't believe in the Brother Mo who has taken care of them since childhood.

Dongfang Qinglian secretly decided that after everything was settled, she would give up everything and stay with Mo Lin forever.

Bai Zhirou stared at the last scene with holes in her eyes. She wanted to reach out and touch Mo Lin in the mirror, but it could only stir up ripples.

She thought that she had time to apologize and to resolve her misunderstanding of him.

But many things, once missed, are too late.

Once the wound is left, even if it heals, there will be ugly scars.

Bai Zhirou's cold face was already soaked with tears. She didn't want to do anything... Wait until she cleans up... She will go to accompany Brother Mo.

"Dead... Hehe... He's dead..." Zhu Ling'er also laughed, laughing incomparably desolate and desperate.

In her mind, scenes emerged of herself pestering Mo Lin when she was a child, he gently told her stories, coaxed her to sleep, made her favorite braised pork, and occasionally teased her...

She thought her tears had dried up, but what was the liquid flowing out of her eyes now?

She wiped it, it was red, ah... it turned out to be blood...

Hahahaha... Brother Mo has been killed, why am I pretending to be pitiful here...

Zhu Linger laughed silently, she couldn't control her expression.

"Brother Mo... hug me... tell me a story, okay." Leng Youshuang smiled sweetly, a little strangely, and opened her arms to the void. She vaguely seemed to see Mo Lin, just like the boy he was at the beginning, walking towards her with a gentle smile.

She couldn't tell whether this was reality or not.

The illusion was broken, leaving only the lonely figure of Mo Lin in the mirror, holding the four dolls they gave him.

They only made this gift that one time, but Mo Lin held it in his arms with great cherishment.

"Brother Mo... don't go, don't go!" Leng Youshuang collapsed, and the cold and cruel reality pulled her back again.

...

The four empresses cried for a long time before they slowly calmed down.

"Let's go and get Brother Mo's... body back..." Bai Zhirou's voice was ethereal, as ifIt was like coming from another world.

After I bring him back, I will be by your side and go with you.

"Well, I just remembered that my Suzaku clan seems to have a way to revive people. Let's save Brother Mo... okay." Zhu Ling'er smiled. She was a little happy that she could see Brother Mo again.

But her smile made the other three women feel a little empty, like a broken doll.

But... does the Suzaku clan have such a way to revive the dead? They are all from the Four Saints, but they have never heard of it.

"Is there really such a way? Then let's go and bring Brother Mo back without delay." Dongfang Qinglian looked at Zhu Ling'er. She was a little unsure, but at this time she had a one-in-ten-thousand hope that she would try it.

"Great... I can see Brother Mo again..." Leng Youshuang smiled foolishly. She had been laughing since just now, not knowing what she thought of.

They came to Mo Lin crying, and took him back with a smile.

It can be regarded as a beginning and an end.

…

“Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha, I didn’t expect that you, Mo Lin, would die here. Dad, did you see that? The guy who killed you is dead, hahahahahahahaha.”

Dongfang Jin happened to pass by the small mountain today. He didn’t dare to approach Mo Lin when he saw him sitting there, but after a closer look, he found that Mo Lin didn’t even breathe.

Dongfang Jin approached and tried, and Mo Lin was actually dead.

The peerless genius who killed four Venerable-level masters at once with his spiritual realm cultivation was actually dead.

“Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha, God has eyes, God has eyes, it’s not in vain that I tried my best to discredit you in the end, and let your four precious sisters be estranged from you, hahahahahahahahahahahahaha, this can be regarded as my personal revenge.”

Dongfang Jin watched Mo Lin pass away with a relieved smile on his face. For some reason, he felt a little disgusted, as if an ugly thing didn’t want to be exposed to the sun to reveal its true face.

“Just go with peace of mind, I will take good care of your good sister for you, hahahahahahahahaha.” Dongfang Jin said, and kicked Mo Lin, knocking his body to the ground.

"Stop!"

The four female emperors of Dongfang Qinglian arrived.

As soon as they arrived, they saw Dongfang Jin speaking rudely and kicking Mo Lin down.

Only "gritting one's teeth" could describe their current state.

Bai Zhirou knelt on the ground gently and held Mo Lin's body. Mo Lin's face was calm, as if he was just asleep.

Dongfang Jin was held by the neck by Dongfang Qinglian and tried to speak with some difficulty.