Immortal Mortal

"Oh..." A scream of awkwardness awakened Mo Wuji. He looked up and saw a crow flying alone from the top of his head. He quickly disappeared with the screaming voice. .

Where am I? Mo Wuji suddenly felt a little weird. He seemed to be sitting on a newly piled low tomb, and in front of him he was still smashing seven or eight children. A girl in a floral blue dress is standing next to him with a bamboo basket.

When Mo Wuji was in doubt, he suddenly heard the girl around him say softly. "Everyone is sincere, today the candy is gone, we will play here, remember to continue playing tomorrow."

Is this a game of playing the emperor? How is this scene so familiar?

Mo Wuzhi was shocked. Isn't this the same as the last end of Murong Fu in the novel? Murong Fu was insane in order to regain the country. The beautiful cousin of the childhood sweetheart, Wang Yuxi, ran with others. In the end, only one Aunt Bi was with him. In front of this scene, it is Murong’s recovery and hopelessness. In the end, Abi called many children to accompany Mo Rong to play the game of children after the restoration of the country.

"Long live my king, goodbye to my king, come back to eat candy tomorrow..." After the children had a mess of words, they dispersed.

When Wu Wuji looked around, I saw several young and handsome men and women who were passing by. When his gaze fell on the purple skirt woman, he even forgot his situation for a while, but his heart was just amazed, there was such a beautiful woman.

The girl in the purple skirt also fell on Murong Fu's body, revealing a complex expression in her eyes, sympathy and some disappointment that she could hardly see. Several other young and handsome men and women seemed to talk to him a few words, and then they gradually walked away while laughing.

Not right...

Mo Wuji suddenly thought of a terrible result. Did I resurrect after death and then really reborn to Murong Fu? Does the world really have a soul to cross?

And why is my soul going through? What am I doing before?

Thinking of this, Mo Wuzhi's heart is a painful convulsion. He finally remembered that after he researched the medicine to open up the meridians, the lover who he could give life to, Xia Ruoyin gave him a knife from behind. Thinking of Xia Ruoyin’s knife, the sorrow filled the unscrupulous body and mind...

A violent headache made him unable to continue thinking about it, and the messy information was filled with unscrupulous thoughts. After an hour or two passed, Mo Wuji did not understand what was going on.

This is not the Song Dynasty. He is not born again to Murong Fu.

It is not even the earth here. He is in the state of Raozhou, the capital of Chengyu. His original identity is a county king named Beiqin, whose name is Mo Xinghe. The reason why he was picked up by a man was the name of the Mo Xing River. Because Cheng Yuguo was a lord under the Xinghan Empire, the name was entirely for the Xinghan Empire.

There is no concept in the memory of the Mo Xinghe. Only know that the Xinghan Empire is not the only empire, and each empire has many lords, and each lord has many lords.

The North Qin County, where he was originally located, belongs to the lord of Chengyu, and the lord of Chengyu belongs to the Xinghan Empire.

Nineteen years ago, after the king of the North Qin County, Mo Tiancheng, the grandfather of Mo Xinghe, went to Raozhou in Chengyu, there was no news. The nature of the Northern Qin Dynasty cannot be without the Lord, but the king of a country needs the approval of the lord of the king.

If Mo Tiancheng is not suddenly missing, he can pass the throne directly to his children and grandchildren, and then report it to his lord country. Now that Motiancheng is missing, there is no time to pass the position. The successor of the next king of the North Qin County must go to the country of the lord in person and be recognized by the lord of the lord.

Because of this, the parents of Mo Xinghe came to Raozhou with the newly born Mo Xing River, one is to visit the whereabouts of Mo Tiancheng, and the father of Mo Xinghe, Mo Guangyuan, in order to obtain the recognition and inheritance of Cheng Yu’s lordship. The throne of the North Qin County.

Originally very simple inheritance, I did not expect to be hindered by many parties. The parents of Mo Xinghe have exhausted countless money. After more than a decade of running, they still have not been able to inherit the position of the king of the North Qin County.

The parents of Mo Xinghe died in Raozhou City in the end. Mo Xinghe inherited the obsession of his father Mo Guangyuan, and he wanted to inherit the North Qin County. But with the death of the parents of Mo Xinghe, the Mo family was exhausted in Raozhou. The young Mo Xing River ran for years without fruit. After learning that the North Qin County was taken away by Cheng Yu, the country was completely mad, and was finally reborn by Mo Wuji.

Mo Wuji also knows who the purple skirt woman she saw before, the purple skirt woman called Wen Manzhu, her father is a Houye of Cheng Yuguo, and the parents of Mo Xinghe are friends. When the parents of Mo Xinghe had just come to Cheng Yuguo, they still had a certain status. Therefore, the two exchanges are very close. Mo Xinghe and Wen Manzhu are the childhood sweethearts. Although they have not fixed the dolls, everyone has decided to grow up together.

With the disappearance of the Mo family's succession to the county, the parents of Mo Xinghe died, and finally the Mo Xinghe went crazy, and Wen Jiahe forgot the Mo Xing River. When he grew up, Wen Manzhu slowly alienated the Mo Xing River and turned to other family members.

Two drops of tears fell on the back of the hand on the knees of Mo Wuji. Mo Wu raised his head and saw the face with a knife. The age of this tearful girl seemed to be smaller than his current body.

This girl is naturally not Abi, but a cigarette. This is the only person who is directly behind him, and his identity is just a prostitute. It can be said that if it is not a smoker, he will not wait for him to be born again. The original Mo Xinghe does not know how long he has died.

In addition to a knife on his face, the smoker was pale and his hair was yellow, and there was no such vitality as a young girl. Obviously, this is caused by malnutrition.

Still not right, Mo Wuji hit a spirit. Mo Jia Hao is also a county king family, even if the father of Mo Xinghe could not inherit the position of the county king, nor was he destitute and died in Raozhou. Wouldn't you leave Raozhou to go back first? Or is there no one in the North Qin County to guard or send money?

There is absolutely a problem with this.

Seeing that Mo Wuji looked up at himself, the smoker wiped the reddish eyes and said softly, "Wang, can we retreat?"

Mo Wuji looked down at the loess bag underneath, and his heart not only sighed for the smoke, but also sighed for this predecessor. This kind of pediatric game, every time the smoker takes him away, he must get the approval of this retreat.

However, Mo Wuji quickly threw this sigh on the side. He should sigh the most. He did not know that he should be glad that he was so ruined and not dead, or that his sorrow was his most important lover, or that he could no longer return to Earth.

"Wang, the sky is already dark..." Seeing Mo Wuji did not say a word for a long time, the smoke standing next to Mo Wuji once again said a careful sentence.

Mo Wuji looked at the sun that had fallen from the treetops in the distance. I don’t know if I thought of the previous Mo Xinghe, or I lamented my destiny and sighed. "Go back..."

He saw the horror of the smoke, without any explanation, and had to sigh again, "Retreat to the sun..."

After he finished, he wanted to stand up and pat the loess on his body. He sat on the floor with his long knees and made his legs numb. Fortunately, the smoke around him helped him.

The smokers slowly walked out of the sparse woods, and Mo Wuji also sorted out some of the only things in his mind.

"I don't know what kind of world this is..." The two men walked silently for a few minutes~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Mo Wuyi said to himself.

"Wang, what did you say just now?" The smoker did not understand the words of Wu Wuji, and quickly asked.

Mo Wuzhi shook his head. "Smoke, don't call me the king in the future, just call my name."

I have to live with the smokers in the future, and I still have to explain them after all.

"Young master, are you in good health?" The smoker holding the bamboo basket surprised and grabbed the unscrupulous hand and asked, the tears in her eyes and the white but trembling fingers told Mo Wuzhi that she was now How excited is it.

Mo Wuji said with a hesitation, smiled and said, "Maybe it is not so thorough, many things have been forgotten. But I will not do the same as before, do some idiots to dream."

Mo no fear that he will show his feet, simply said that it is not yet complete.

"That..." The voice of the smoke trembled, as if he wanted to say something, and did not dare to say it.

Mo Wuji naturally knows the meaning of the smoker. She wants to ask him if he wants to play this children's game tomorrow, and he is afraid that once he mentions the dynasty, he will relapse.

I took a picture of the back of the cigarette, and I laughed. "I have done it before, I don’t think it is meaningful. I will not use it tomorrow. I still want to think about how to live tomorrow."

The smoker suddenly dropped the bamboo basket in his hand, ‘thumping’ and squatting on the ground, tears flowing like a spring, and He even muttered to himself in the distance.

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