The wind was still blowing, the sky had returned to night, and Ji Mo was still standing there with his sword in hand.

His Liu Hai swayed gently in the wind, his pupils returned to their original color, the ferocious expression was no longer there, and the veins on his arms had also calmed down.

He looked at the sea below, and thought of the figure in white clothes again.

Bai Zige flew from a distance with a sword, looking at the quiet Ji Mo, her eyes full of hesitation, but in the end she spoke first.

"Thank you, Timo," she said.

Ji Mo still stood there quietly, with no expression on his face, and said, "No need."

"..." Ning Qiandu paused, not expecting him to speak like this.

"When I save you, I should treat her as repaying her for saving me, although it's not enough." Jimo continued.

"Are you talking about master?"

"right."

Ning Qiandu frowned slightly. She didn't understand. Ji Mo could fight desperately because of someone else's insult to his master. Why did he run away when his fellow disciples were fighting against Yama?

Before today, Ning Qiandu thought that he was a person without courage, but now it seems that he is not. Considering all factors, he would not run away at that time, but in fact he did run away. What was the reason for this? ?

"Why did you run away during the battle with Yama? You must have some reason." Ning Qiandu asked.

Ji Mo turned around and looked at Ning Qiandu expressionlessly, saying, "I'm just greedy for life and afraid of death."

"Don't you want to tell me?" Ning Qiandu frowned and asked.

Ji Mo's expressionless face suddenly became very bored, and he said: "If you want to leave, leave quickly. How come there are so many things! When your enemy comes again later, I won't help you."

After that, Ji Mo put away the Ten Thousand Swords in the sky and flew downwards without looking at Ning Qiandu.

Ning Qiandu looked at Ji Mo's leaving figure, her beautiful ice eyes showing confusion. Just now, she helped her kill her enemy, but now she said she wouldn't help her. Why did she sound so weird?

"Do you have anything to say to Master? I can give you a message." Ning Qiandu suddenly shouted to Ji Mo.

Ji Mo paused for a moment without turning his head. He thought for a while and said, "Tell her that I, Ji Mo, will repay her for saving her life in the next life."

"Nothing else?"

"No, go back quickly. The longer you stay here, the more dangerous it will be." Jimo said.

After hearing this, Ning Qiandu knew that it was time to go back. He took out a teleportation talisman in his hand and flew towards a teleportation array on the sky and sea.

She is gone, and she will never see him again. The friendship between the same family should end like this.

Ji Mo stood there, watching her fly away, and finally returned to his villa with his sword.

The villa was empty at this time, and it was always uncomfortable to be in an environment where one person was suddenly missing.

Ji Mo looked at the empty room and was stunned for a while, and then he returned to normal, because he had no time to be dazed. He had to improve his strength as soon as possible, find a way to destroy the Green Snake Palace, and announce the truth to the public.

The hands on the clock continued to move relentlessly, and finally jumped to the number twelve.

There was no accident, hellish pain struck as usual, Jimo rolled to the ground in pain again, black mist poured out from behind him, and the black mist rolled around in the air, revealing two black eyes.

"Human, human! You really didn't take me to the main hall! I'll kill you!"

As soon as the magic spring appeared and found that the surrounding scene was still in that room, it exploded with anger. How dare a mere human to deceive it!

"Where's your little lover! I'll kill her!"

Moquan shouted angrily, and the thorns on his body kept piercing Ji Mo's body.

"I didn't expect it... Monster... you are so stupid!" Jimo gritted his teeth and mocked.

"What are you talking about? A mere human being! He's just my nourishment and yet he dares to be so rampant!"

Moquan tortured Ji Mo crazily. Under the pain, Jimo passed out within a few minutes. Moquan looked at the unconscious Ji Mo with a sneer on his face: "Even if you don't take me, I just need to wait for you to die." Now, I’ll be free! Where can I go if I want to?”

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In the early morning, it was still the same as before. Ji Mo woke up with the gentle light and a smile on his face. He first sat on the ground in a daze for a few minutes, and then began to sit cross-legged and practice.

Around noon, the mobile phone in his pocket vibrated. He stopped practicing and took out the mobile phone from his ragged trouser pocket.

I have to say that the quality of this mobile phone is quite acceptable. In the battle last night, Ji Mo's clothes were all ruined, but this mobile phone still works.

"Zhao Shiyao?"

Ji Mo looked at the caller on his phone and immediately pressed the answer button.

"Ji Mo, can you come to my house? My grandpa wants to see you." Zhao Shiyao's voice came from the mobile phone.

"Your grandpa?" Ji Mo was stunned, not expecting that Mr. Zhao wanted to see him.

"Well, I told him everything about you and me, and he said... I must see you." Zhao Shiyao's voice was very small, even a little delicate, not like her usual cold and elegant voice.

"Okay, I just want to take some time to talk to him about the Zhou and Guo families. Since Mr. Zhao is also interested in this matter, it's the best thing. We must never let the Zhou and Guo families succeed!"

"Ji Mo, what he wants to tell you...isn't this..."

"Ah? What is that?" Ji Mo was stunned again. What is more important than the fate of four aristocratic families?

"You'll know when you get here."

"Okay, so where is your home?"

"That's the one who came last time."

"Okay, I'll be there right away."

After hanging up the phone, Ji Mo changed into casual clothes and rushed towards the Zhao family with his sword.

During the flight of the sword, Ji Mo thought a lot. As the saying goes, people who think too much will lose their direction, and the same is true for Ji Mo.

He was a dying man, with only seven days left to live. When people are about to die, it stands to reason that they should enjoy happiness. Just like old people who have raised children, they should enjoy the second half of their lives. Even death row prisoners who are about to be shot will drop everything and eat. Good meal.

Ji Mo asked himself what he was doing. What he was doing was not for pleasure, let alone for his own benefit. It was all for the people around him and the people he cared about.

Yes, he is not afraid of death, but what many people are afraid of is not death, but fear of being forgotten. The same goes for Ji Mo. He is afraid that no one will remember him a few years after his death.

Zhang Yuhua, Zhao Shiyao, Lan Shuangning... they all have to live. Since they live, there will be new things, joys and sorrows, so the old people or things will eventually be downplayed and may eventually be forgotten.

Human brain cells are dying all the time, carrying memories and emotions. Maybe after a few years, all the brain cells about you will die in the brains of the people you care about, and then you will be in the air. , invisible, intangible, not cared about...

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