Chapter 806

"Mother, take a rest first." The voice of the little milk bag, tender and concerned, "Mumu plays music for you."

Mo Qingge's eyes are closed, and the mysterious force lingers all over her body. Her pale and pretty face is still covered with wet tears.

The sound of the piano came into her ears, and even the air became quiet, ethereal and cold.

She only felt that her consciousness was confused, and even the sound in her ears became more and more blurred.

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In the evening, the wind is cold and the clouds are clear.

The desolate Guqin's tone is slow and peaceful, desolate and cold, as if telling a story. It seems like an empty and secluded Canyon, but there is nothing except loneliness and boundless melancholy.

Like water, like pool

A heart, as if also empty.

Mo Qingge slowly opens her eyes and looks at the small milk bag on the opposite side. She looks down and caresses Qin seriously.

The sound of a tune, are pulling her heartstrings.

Sadness, desolation, swept on the heart.

I couldn't help pricking.

Why did she feel so sad after listening to this pathetic tune?

A hot tear, unknowingly will slide corner of the eye, slightly cold.

"Wood wood." She couldn't help asking, "what kind of music is this? Who taught you that?"

She remembered that Mumu couldn't play the piano before.

"Chi" sound, the cold sound of the piano suddenly stopped, Gu Mumu truthfully replied: "mother, this song is my father taught me."

Hearing this, she couldn't help clapping.

It turned out that uncle Huang taught him.

Gu Mumu saw that she was stunned, and then said, "this is a song written by my father."

Mo Qingge bit his lower lip and then asked, "what's the name?"

Gu Mumu pondered for a moment, and seriously replied, "this song is called" Fu on the other side. "

This song is called "Ode to the other side of the river"

When the words fell, tears could not stop flowing down in an instant, and the dejected and collapsed mood completely collapsed and burst.

Flowers on the other side, meaning parting.

Uncle Huang, you knew that there would be separation. You made plans in your heart, right?

Heartache is almost unconscious.

"Mother, why are you crying again?" Gu Mu bit his lower lip and said, "it's Mu Mu who is not good. He shouldn't play such a sad tune, which makes his mother sad."

Immediately, he got up and approached some, and said to comfort: "don't cry, mother. Mumu has something else to give you."

Mo Qingge raised her eyes and saw a shining ring in front of her eyes.

This is a psychic ring!

"Psychic ring!" Mo Qingge shakes his finger bone and takes the channeling ring. It seems that he can't believe his eyes. "Mumu, how can the channeling ring be with you?"

In addition to surprise, there is joy.

"Dad asked me to give it to you." Gu Mumu blurted out.

It's him

Mo Qingge opens the channeling ring, takes out the jade Heng sword that has been completely put together, and tears with the shark.

However, the cracks on Yuheng sword, as if engraved on her heart, that originally glittering with ice blue light of the shark tears, also become dim, no longer a trace of luster, numerous cracks.

"Mother." Gu Mumu then said, "Dad said that if one day, the tears of this shark are dim and no longer light, he will bury it."

Hearing the sound, another line of clear tears came down. The trembling little hand held the shark's tears tightly and stuck them to his chest, sobbing.

In his mind, his gentle voice flashed back, as in his ear: "the tears of the shark are here, I am here. If the tears of the shark shatter without warning, I will..."

In fact, he had planned everything in his heart.

Grief almost occupied all her consciousness.

"Cough..."

The next second, a mouthful of blood gushed out, and Mo Qingge's eyes became black, and he was unconscious again.

Ear urgent cry, also more and more light: "mother, mother!"

"Demon queen!"

Outside the window of the moon, still bright, but a little more cold blurred, desolate.

Like this star, not last night.

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Mo Qingge is lying on the couch, pale and unconscious, only vaguely aware that his body is falling, like falling into an endless abyss.

Maybe she is awake, maybe her mind has fallen into chaos, unable to extricate herself, and unwilling to wake up from a big dream.

Confused, she had a big dream, the scene of the dream, but familiar as if she had experienced.

She dreamed about the ancient times 80000 years ago.

In the dream, there is no boundary between the underground and the divine world. Most of them are the sea. The monsters dominate and occupy the land resources everywhere.

At that time, there were three gods in the human race, namely Xuantian emperor, Lingtian supreme and Yueshen, all of which were oracles.

And the demon clan, although only the oracle of the demon God, has terrible strength. Only when the three human gods unite, can they force a tie with the demon God.

Therefore, the demon God covered the sky with one hand. His purpose at that time was to unify the three realms and become the only master of the three realms.

Of course, he does have that strength.

The moon god among the three gods is the former life of Mo Qingge.

The moon god, who lived 80000 years ago, is the youngest God in ancient times and the youngest leader of the human race.

As a result, the moon god is competitive. In the struggle between the human race and the demon race, he fell in love with the demon God and killed each other for countless times.

The demon God disdained to bully a little girl, and he didn't kill her every time. Later, he simply disdained to fight with the little girl.

But the moon god is not reconciled, vowed to beat the demon God, personally take his life.

At that time, the divine world was still in chaos. It was not as orderly as 80000 years later.

On the sea, calm, but in vain across a silver light, such as meteorite landing.

Wheezing——

In the next second, two equally powerful forces collided with each other, causing waves to surge, mountains to collapse, and the sky to darken!

The moon white skirt, flying back a little, in the hands of the blade was streamlined to fly out.

Mo Qingge's feet are light, and her light body stands on the water, with a trace of blood hanging on her lips.

On the other hand, he was wearing a dark tattooed Jinhua suit, a purple gold crown on his head, and his facial features were amazing.

The whole body is elegant and cool.

From a distance, half a cent doesn't look like a cruel and cold-blooded demon or a murderer.

Seeing that he turned around, Mo Qingge said anxiously: "demon God, don't go!"

"Brush" sound, the blade was recalled to her palm, Mo Qingge flash to him in an instant.

The cold blade stands in the ink door of Gumian.

The deep ink eyes are full of impatience and carelessness: "don't waste the time of God."

The tone is cold, without a trace of temperature.

Mo Qingge is unwilling to say: "let's make a bet. If I win you once, you will return Hanyu to the Terran. How about that?"

Hanyu is the treasure of Zhenhai and the Pearl of maintaining the balance of the sea area.

So, no matter what, she also wants to ask Hanyu to come back, don't... Grab it back!