Chapter 339

Muyu opened his eyes, and his consciousness fell into the netherworld. He felt that after thousands of years, he didn't have ten breaths?

"As soon as you enter your body, you sweat. I don't trust you. I can only drag you back." Said the dead wood again.

Evil not old disdain ground ridicule a way: "withered wood is a bit of a fuss, block all can't stop."

"Don't try again. It's too dangerous to sink your consciousness into the Styrax in your present situation." Wind Hao dust also shakes his head way.

But if you don't try, mingcao can't help Feng HaoChen recover his accomplishments. In this way, Muyu will fall short of everything he has done. Moreover, Feng HaoChen will eventually die, and his body will be taken away by the triple palace guards, which Muyu absolutely does not want to see.

"I enter from the white leaves of Stylosanthes, and it should be safe. The death of Styrax makes me feel desperate, and the despair can't be stopped. " Muyu did not want to give up, his hand reached to the white leaves of Styrax.

But the dead wood blocked Mu Yu's hand and said seriously, "no! Death is quite different from life. If the vitality is too high, your energy will fall into endless excitement, and it is hard to get rid of it. When I want to wake you up, there will be only your dead hole. Do you want to become a waste man? "

The dead hole of the practitioners is the elixir field.

Point a dead hole. You may not be able to wake Muyu if you start lightly, but you can easily damage the foundation and even destroy Mu Yu's cultivation!

"What about that? Can't you just give up? " Muyu still wants to put it together.

The dead wood pondered for a long time, as if he had made up his mind, and said, "I will follow your consciousness in. If there is any problem, let them point my dead hole at random, and they can pull me out and bring you out at the same time."

"No way." Feng HaoChen and Mu Yu said with one voice.

The dead wood hummed and coldly glanced at the two humanitarians: "is there a better way? Fenghaochen, your elixir field is protected by the heaven and earth array. No one can touch it except yourself. You can't point your own Dantian after you go in. You don't have to rely on him. Can you find a better candidate? "

Feng HaoChen shook his head and said, "I can't let you take risks for me."

"For you? Don't put gold on your face! I did it for her! I don't want to make her suffer any more! " The dead wood clenched his fist.

Feng HaoChen was about to say something and finally sighed.

Mu Yu is stunned. He knows that the dead wood refers to Miao Yuyan. He is willing to sacrifice anything for Miao Yuyan, but Muyu still opposes: "what if there is something wrong with your cultivation?"

The dead wood said lightly: "I've done it for a long time. It's not bad this time. I have decided to go back to the Dan Ding sect after this matter is settled. There will be someone who will take care of me. It doesn't matter if there is any cultivation. "

The cold ice and snow of the Dan Ding sect will protect the dead wood, but Muyu still doesn't want the dead wood to return to the Dan Ding sect without any self-protection ability. Cold ice and snow can not protect dead trees anytime and anywhere. Just like the situation last time, shidengtian will surely kill the dead trees when they seize the opportunity.

"No, I don't want you to have an accident." Muyu refused.

"Don't linger. You want to save your master. I want to free Miao Yuyan from the world of mortals. This is the only way! And I don't have to have an accident. If you succeed, you don't have to follow my cultivation. " The dead wood's hand touched Mu Yu's shoulder.

Taking the cultivation of dead wood as a bet, Muyu dare not bet.

But when he saw the dead wood's firm eyes, he knew that the dead wood had already ignored life and death for the sake of the one he loved. He could not refuse the dead wood's request.

"I will make it." Muyu said firmly. As for the safety of the dead wood, he did not dare to be careless.

"Don't talk nonsense. Come on."

The consciousness of the dead wood sank into the body of the wood feather. With the consciousness of the dead wood, in order to prevent falling into the dead air again, he chose the white leaves of the Styrax to enter.

The white fog covered the two of them, a harmonious and happy feeling came into being. All of a sudden, the grass grew and the Orioles flew, and the bees and butterflies played and danced. It was a scene full of vitality. Muyu is surprised to find that he is no longer dead wood, but calm. Tian ran laughs happily. She nestles in Mu Yu's arms, and the faint fragrance strikes her. Mu Yu hugs Tian ran involuntarily.

The body temperature of the wonderful man in his arms is so real that Mu Yu almost forgets that this is just a fantasy in his own mind.

"We'll never part, will we?" Asked quietly.

"Well." Mu Yu wanted to hold Tian ran so much and never let go. He had an endless desire to be with him forever, but he tried to restrain himself. At the moment, there are dead trees in his mind. He knows that the dead wood has fallen into some kind of illusion. He can't sink into this kind of empty hope.

"We will." Mu Yu gently kisses Tian Ran's forehead, then closes his eyes and pushes Tian ran aside mercilessly.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw the village head's grandfather who was not far away. Then he saw Muyu return to Luochen mountain and lead a carefree life. He saw his master restore his cultivation and imprison the guards of the triple palace. He saw the Youmeng demons bow to the Terrans. He saw that the Terrans no longer had selfishness and selfishness They all respect each other as guests.There is no longer any killing in the cultivation world. Everything is developing in a better direction. There is hope and laughter everywhere, which makes people reluctant to leave.

All this excited him. The life he wanted was here. If it could come true, he would trade it for everything. But with the lessons learned from the past, he tried to suppress all these hopes, and he had to find a balance between life and death.

He ran hard to find the dead wood, and finally saw the dead wood on a grassland. Dead wood and a beautiful woman hugged each other and sat quietly on the grass. This woman looks like Tian ran. If Mu Yu doesn't guess wrong, it's Miao Yuyan. There is no trace of age erosion on her face, still so elegant and mature.

The withered wood looks at Miao Yuyan. His eyes are full of tenderness and love. It seems that Miao Yuyan is the only one left in his world, and he can no longer accommodate other people. Muyu has never seen dead wood have such a tender side. In the past, withered wood swore at him and didn't give him a good look. Only here can we see the unknown side of dead wood.

Mu Yu even saw himself. He and Tian ran sat beside the dead wood, looking at the dead wood laughing happily. He was so happy. The kind of sincere laughter was so happy, without any impurities or any worries.

It was a very warm picture. Muyu didn't even have the heart to destroy it.

"It's been a long time in here, but it's very slow outside. Let the dead wood enjoy this kind of happy time more!" Muyu sat down not far from the dead wood and looked at the two pairs in front of him. He wanted to stay in this way for hundreds of years, which was also excellent.

But suddenly he was slapped hard on the back of the head, which made him look up with pain and found that the dead wood was standing behind him, looking angry.

Mu Yu blinked and looked at the dead wood in the distance and Miao Yuyan, and the dead wood behind. How could the dead wood be divided into two? Which is the fantasy?

"Son of a bitch, are you still awake?" The dead wood behind glanced at the distant scene and snorted coldly.

"I want you to hold it a little longer? Really, I don't know good people. " Mu Yu touched the back of his head and muttered.

Withered wood scolded: "are you stupid? That's what you imagined I was there. I wasn't there at all

"What do you mean?" Mu Yu looks at the dead wood behind him and looks at the dead wood in the distance. He is puzzled.

"All the happy things here are your own imagination. You think that the best thing for me is to be with Yuyan, so you can see that I am really with her, but all these are false appearances that you think! Because you see what you want to see, and you're still waiting for me to wake me up for a while, don't you? " The dead wood scolded impolitely.

"Why, I'm a little confused." Muyu looked at the dead wood behind her, "then how can I be sure that you are not my fake?"

Withered wood was not polite and gave Mu Yu a slap on the back of the head and said, "do you feel happy when I hit you?"

Muyu certainly doesn't like to be beaten by the dead wood every time. When he is taught by the dead wood, he just wants to maintain his self-esteem and is too lazy to avoid it. He touched the back of his head and said, "OK, OK, don't play again. I know you are real."

Mu Yu rolled his eyes, dare to think too much. However, it seems that he hopes to see the dead wood happy. The thing that makes the dead wood happy is that Miao Yuyan and the dead wood are together, so that kind of scene appears. However, he thinks that the dead wood he imagined is really dead wood.

The hope of this Stylosanthes is really terrible. It is willing to let people see anything they like to see. But he suddenly thought about it. He also wanted to know his master and his daughter, and then live together with his family!

When his idea came into being, the dead wood in the distance suddenly turned into the wind HaoChen. Feng HaoChen and Miao Yuyan both laughed happily with tranquility, and a fake wooden feather was also laughing foolishly.

Then the dead wood slapped Mu Yu on the back of the head.

Mu Yu turns to have a look and finds that the withered wood has a black face. Obviously, he doesn't like to see feng HaoChen and Miao Yuyan together.

"Who made you think so?" The dead wood was angry.

Mu Yu was bent for a while, and he was scolded by the dead wood when he wanted to point out the happy scene of the dead tree. He was scolded by the dead wood when he wanted to make fenghaochen happy. How could he be so unlucky!

Forget it, think about what you like!

Mu Yu appeared in the distance, holding Tian ran in his left hand and Qiao Xue in his right hand. He hugged him left and right, and they watched the rising sun rising from the East in harmony.

Dead wood kicked in the past, yelled: "you bastard boy want to pedal two boats?"

"It's all fake anyway. Can't you think about it?" Muyu murmured, "I always beat me, and my cultivation is better than you. I am still the leader of the Dan Ding sect. You should respect the master!"

"Respect who? Do you dare to rebel? " The dead wood slapped him again, and said solemnly, "I beat you to make you have unpleasant memories, so that you can remember that this is the real me."In Muyu's heart, ten thousand grass mud horses gallop past. It's reasonable to hit people in disorder. My God!

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