Chapter 1545： Crying and laughing

Chapter 1545: Cry And Laugh

Long Mo deeply wanted to withdraw his hand, but Wushuang grabbed it and clasped his fingers tightly.

"Don't move, uncle emperor, don't pretend, we are both old and old, do you think I will leave you if you are indifferent to me? Don't even think about it!"

Wushuang hummed.

Her eyes are still a little red, and although her face is smiling, the crystal clear tears are still hanging on her face.

Long Mo frowned deeply, and stretched out his other hand to wipe her tears away.

Wushuang jumped into his arms, holding on tightly.

She heard her man sigh, his voice sounding like nothing.

"Double..."

It's been a long time since he called herself so tenderly, her eyes reddened again for a moment, she sniffed and said:

"Uncle Emperor, Husband, you have to practice hard, no matter what the result is, at least, we will do our best."

"it is good."

Long Moshen had a lot to say, but in the end only turned into a "good" word.

In fact, they are very clear, things are not optimistic.

Long Moshen has already cultivated the techniques on the bamboo fan. Although he has not achieved success, he has also cultivated. His cultivation level has risen quickly, but everyone can feel his icy eyes every day.

It wasn't just pretending, even the ancestors of the Mo family felt that Long Moshen's ruthless way became more and more sophisticated, but people became more and more cold-blooded.

Only when facing Wushuang, he can still maintain his sense of reason.

Therefore, they all felt that when Long Moshen Ruthless Dao truly became successful, it was the time for backlash. I'm afraid then...

In the following days, no matter what Long Moshen was doing, Wushuang was pestering him, staying with him, talking and smiling every day, with a bright smile.

Since the remaining time is limited, why not spend the remaining days happily.

She cherishes every minute and every second she spends with him, and feels that there is not enough time. Why does it go so fast day by day.

"Now, there is only one plan."

On this day, the ancestor of the Mo family said to Wushuang.

"You say."

Wushuang vaguely guessed something.

"If you want to make amnesia, forget you and your children, maybe the four of you still have a chance. The old man said maybe, but he can't be sure."

The ancestor of the Mo family said.

Ruthless Dao backlash is to bite back on the person he loves, but if he has no memory and does not remember who he has loved, then maybe he won't bite back on it?

Wushuang shook his head:

"Heaven is so foolish. Besides, I don't want him to forget me and our children."

She had thought about the possibility of this a long time ago, and had also said it to the emperor.

But they are unwilling to strip away those beautiful memories in their minds. Without the memories, living coldly, like a walking dead, what good is it?

Long Moshen would rather die than erase his memory.

The ancestors of the Mo family no longer said anything.

Soon, half a month passed.

They have reached the periphery of the endless sea, and it will not be long before they can sail out of the endless sea and return to the city of the endless world.

These days, they are not moving fast. They have hunted many high-level dark creatures along the way. Almost every storage ring is full, and Wushuang's space is also stocked a lot, leaving it for the little Phoenix nine heads. Birds eat it.

Needless to say, the ancestors of the Mo family sometimes left for a while and teleported far away to catch dark creatures. It is estimated that he hoarded more than Wushuang.

"Can't go anymore, he is about to become a success, you need to make a break."

The ancestor of the Mo family asked the boat to stop and said to Wushuang.

Long Moshen was sitting on the boat meditating, his eyes closed tightly, but layers of cold frost lingered all over his body, and the Divine Slashing Sword on the side gave out waves of evil air.

Wushuang took a deep breath and nodded.

The boat reached the nearest island and stopped.

Wushuang suddenly took out the wordless picture, pointed to a looming island in the distance and said:

"There should be treasures hidden there, ancestors, take them to the treasure hunt."

On the map, very close to the red dot, there is a yellow light, which is the direction Wushuang is pointing.

"Okay, let's go and see."

The ancestor of the Mo family nodded, and he just took away all the nine-headed birds that were unwilling to leave.

Here, leave it to the couple.

Long Moshen was still cultivating, and at this time he had reached the state of having no foreign objects in his mind, and could not feel what was happening outside.

Wushuang held his chin and waited, looking at his brows with dismay.

Even with her eyes closed and frosty, her emperor's uncle is as handsome as ever, and there is no one in the world. He used to be on the Nine Heavens Continent with his handsome face, which often fascinated her.

If there is another chance to do it again, she must have pestered him when she saw the emperor uncle, pestering him, and would never leave him untouched.

Thinking of the affairs of the Jiuxiao Continent, Wushuang felt like a world away. In fact, at that time, destiny tied them together.

But why is the way of heaven being so unfair, and now he wants to separate them?

As I thought about it, there were scenes of sweet moments with the emperor uncle before her eyes, some in the Nine Heavens Continent, some in the Cangming Continent, and also in the fairy world, the underground palace, and the previous life, they knew each other and loved each other Scene.

They have gone through a lot, Wushuang thought, she could be content.

In order not to hurt herself and her children, the emperor would definitely choose to commit suicide, so she would go with him.

Perhaps, she had already made this plan when she knew that the emperor was going to cultivate the ruthless Tao.

At this moment, the aura on Long Moshen's body suddenly rose inch by inch, and the dark green long sword suddenly came out of its sheath, and saw his hand stretched out, and the sword fell firmly into his big hand.

Huh!

Draw out with one sword!

The sky broke, the sea was surging, and the thick mist was split by this sword!

What a terrifying sword, just from this sword intent, you can feel the extremely cold indifferent killing intent!

Is this the sword of the ruthless Dao Dacheng?

At this moment, Long Moshen looked at Wushuang.

Those were purple eyes that did not contain any emotions, but after seeing Wushuang, the frost slowly melted.

"Twin."

Wushuang's eyes widened.

"The avenue is ruthless, I have emotion, the avenue is simple, and there is also emotion." Long Moshen said slowly.

He dropped the evil sword in his hand and stretched out his hands towards Wushuang, spreading his arms.

Wushuang cried for joy and did not move for a while.

Long Moshen walked towards her step by step, holding her in his arms.

"I have realized, Shuang'er, the ruthless Tao is also the Tao of sentiment. There is no need to cut off the root of emotion and close the six senses. A sentient person is the Tao of sentiment. I have dear love in my heart, and the Tao of heaven cannot be bitten on anyone. "

"Okay, great, Uncle Emperor, I...excited."

Wushuang cried like a man of tears, crying and laughing.