"... fall into the nine secluded hell, fall into the eighteen levels of hell, and never live beyond life!" The moon king is possessed. He talks with qingruoshui in his mouth. Suddenly, he feels that everything in front of him is passing away quickly. When he is conscious, he only sees that he is still among the carnations everywhere. In front of him is the woman who once led the way for him. She looks at herself with joy and asks: "I know! Do you know? is it? You know! Right? "

Recalling the situation just now, mingyuejun has a kind of fear of all the unreasonable things in front of her. She can't think about it carefully, and instinctively wants to escape from everything in front of her. However, in addition to the fright, the headache just now consumes too much physical strength. At the moment, her legs are weak. Mingyuejun struggles to stumble. She is about to fall without running for a few steps. At this time, she is caught by a pair of fragrant and warm hands.

"Xi'er!" A warm voice came from overhead, "what's the matter? How did you get so scared? "

Mingyuejun looks up at the visitor, and his heart is filled with a kind of unspeakable peace of mind. He always feels that even if the sky collapses, as long as there is this person, there is no need to worry about anything. Driven by such emotions, mingyuejun can't help but "Wow!" He burst out with a wail and rushed into his arms.

"What are you..." the visitor's worried words suddenly stopped, his eyes fixed not far away, and he said, "Mo Ling?"

Not far away, the palace dress woman has recovered her apathy and saluted respectfully, "my maid, Mo Ling, I have seen your Majesty the queen of thousand saints!"

"Ten years of life and death, two boundless! You and I haven't seen each other for nearly 30 years. Unexpectedly, the day of goodbye is already Yin and Yang separated! " However, no matter what the cause of your death is, you should let go of the fate and enter the samsara early. Staying in the past will only make you more painful

"I understand! In fact, slaves have been floating in this palace for decades. What else can't be seen through? Although there is still reluctance in my heart, there is no hatred. Just... "As for this, Mo Ling didn't go on, just looked at mingyuejun who was still crying in the arms of the visitors, and then looked at the tombstone not far behind him.

The visitor followed Mo Ling's eyes, and his eyes were fixed on the bloody fingerprints on the tombstone. He frowned and said: "it's actually the blood oath of Tiansha!"

Looking at the blood red fingerprints, the visitor frowned and waved his right hand lightly. A white light came out and hit the tombstone. After a while, the fingerprint also gave off a red light. Red and white light interweave together, such as the water of the night, instant bright as day. Gradually, a woman in white appeared in front of the empty tombstone. She knelt down on her knees, looked up at the sky and swore, "I am as clear as water, and swear that heaven will kill blood here. In this life, I will wash snow for Aunt Mo Ling. If I disobey this oath, I will fall into the hell of nine secluded places and fall into the hell of ten or eight levels. I will never live beyond my life!" As the figure gradually disappeared, Lang Lang's oath still reverberated in the night sky. Although the sound was not loud, no one could ignore the firmness in her words.

"It's her! That's her! I just saw it! She... "I don't know when, originally buried in the arms of the bearer crying mingyuejun has stopped crying, a face shocked to call to the bearer. The visitor did not speak, but looked at mingyuejun with angry, helpless and distressed eyes.

"Niang Niang... Did mingyuejun do something wrong?" Mingyuejun asked tentatively. Yes, it's Kui Fei from Qiansheng kingdom. Once again, I feel Kui Fei's eyes full of blame and love. Mingyuejun always feels powerless in her heart.