"I, Mo Xuan, of the Eight Wildernesses, hereby make a blood oath... If I violate this oath, my brother Mo Bingshu will not be able to die a good death, and will not be reincarnated for the rest of his life. He will be a wandering wild ghost all day long. Even if he is reincarnated, he will fall into the realm of animals."
"Is that enough?" Mo Xuan almost shouted.
The Grand Master sighed: "The world is about to be in chaos. The fire of the abyss is like a fierce ghost. It is a helpless act. Lady Xuannu must not take it to heart."
Mo Xuan laughed mockingly.
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Altar.
The young man said stubbornly: "I want to hear it from my sister, you all...get out of here!"
He didn't believe that his sister would abandon him.
Such a good sister, he loves her far more than anything in this world.
Finally, the young man saw a touch of white clothes, which was holier than the snow outside the wall. The anger in the young man's eyes immediately disappeared, and he looked at Mo Xuan with a smile on his face.
My sister's eyes are a little red.
It seems that I have cried.
"Sister." he called.
Mo Xuan looked at him as if he were a stranger, walked up to the center of the altar, and said, "Let's start preparing for the heaven-sacrifice ceremony."
The young man's face was covered with a terrible cloud. He gritted his teeth and asked: "Sister, is this your order? Do you want me to sacrifice to heaven?" Mo Xuandao: "The world is in crisis, and you have the blood of the royal family, which means it means
You have an unshirkable responsibility, Mo'er, this is... our family's honor, you will become the hero of Bahuang, and my sister will set up a hero monument for you on the top of the mountain.
, will find the best craftsmen to create a unique sculpture for you in the royal palace."
The young man took a few steps back, "So...sister left me?"
"This..." Mo Xuan looked at him complicatedly: "Mo'er, listen to your sister, okay?"
"You want to abandon me? Since you want to abandon me, why did you take me away in the first place? Why not let me die under the sewage and never see this sunny sky again?"
"Sister, you are so cruel."
The young man looked crazy and laughed several times.
"I, really, love my sister so much. My sister can kill me thousands of times, but she can't abandon me."
As he stepped back, the aura on his body became sharp.
The Grand Master secretly said, "No," he waved his arms and ordered: "Keep him prisoner."
The prison of heaven and earth descended from the sky and restrained the young man.
"You want me to sacrifice to heaven? Just dream."
The young man pulled out a dagger, threw it into the sky, and then controlled it with the power of his mind. The dagger made a cut on his spine, and a soul-eating nail inserted in the evil bone came out of his body.
The young man stretched out his hands, holding the blood-stained soul-eating nail in his left hand, and holding the dagger in his right hand. He smiled cruelly: "If I don't have the soul-eating nail in my body, am I not qualified to sacrifice to heaven?"
"Stop him!" the Grand Master shouted with his eyes widened.
The guards rushed over.
Mo Bingshu sneered and smashed the soul-eating nail with one hand. He waved his right hand again, light surged and strong winds blew up. The small dagger in his palm suddenly turned into a scimitar.
The scimitar cut iron like mud and easily destroyed the Qiankun Prison. Amidst the rolling hurricane, the boy's back was bleeding and he was stabbed several times. He barely managed to escape the arrest of the royal guards and escaped.
He left a message.
"My sister is a liar."
"You clearly said you would never leave me behind."
Mo Xuan looked at the chaotic void, and tears fell down his face.
——Little book, do you know the necessity in this world?
Mo Bingshu left and never appeared again.
The people of Bahuang finally despaired, no one could stop them from the abyss catastrophe.
As for the grand master, out of anger, he called for a wizard and kept telling Mo Xuan's ears that she shouldered a heavy responsibility, because because of the indifference of her siblings, hundreds of millions of lives would be destroyed.
Mo Xuan suffered from pain, became thinner and thinner day by day, and his consciousness was not that good.
The wizard chanted in her ears day and night for ten months. In Mo Xuan's subconscious, he created an image of Mo Xuan who loved the people like a son.
Mo Xuan became more and more haggard, and she seemed to be a cold and cruel emperor, but if you look carefully, her eyes were a little distracted.
On the eve of the calamity of the abyss, the world in all directions was burning with terrible fireworks, turning it into a furnace.
Mo Bingshu came to her palace, lit a stick of incense and carried Mo Xuan away who was sleeping.
Before leaving, he went to see the poisonous doctor. Strictly speaking, he should be considered one of his few friends.
He still has some trust in the poison doctor.
The Poison Doctor forged a rune and wrote something.
Hearing his voice, I hurriedly used a poison technique to turn part of it into blank.
Mo Bingshu walked in and asked, "Tell me, sister, has he really abandoned me?" "Seventh Prince, is the truth so important? Lady Xuannu loves you very much, and she values you so much.
Do you have to be obsessed with that point and refuse to let it go?" Poison Doctor asked: "Ask yourself, how does Lady Xuan treat you? Do you think Lady Xuan treats you?
Don’t you lady know that it was you who scared those marriage partners away? She pretended not to know, and at the same time told her subordinates that she would not marry in this life, she just wanted to be with you. She knew your temperament and would only listen to her. You
What else do you want from her?"
"Are the people in the world more important than me?" He is like a madman who does not listen to the poisonous doctor and only insists on getting into trouble.
People who enter a dead end cannot get out.
Some people spend their whole lives just banging their heads against the south wall and bleeding, and never get the answer they want.
"If you really love Lady Xuannv, you will know that Lady Xuannv's heart cares about the world. Why don't you go to sacrifice to heaven for her world?" Poison Doctor asked.
Mo Bingshu stared at him closely: "The world is competing with me for my sister, and their status is even higher than mine. How can I be so compassionate and die for them? I can't."
The poisonous doctor looked at the young man with a gloomy face. He was stunned for a moment and suddenly figured out the reason for the young man's paranoia.
Perhaps, if the masters did not make arbitrary opinions, but let nature take its course and let Mo Bingshu know the true meaning of Xuannv, maybe the young man would volunteer to sacrifice to heaven.
In the young man's mind, the so-called world robbed his sister...
He is a child after all, a sick child.
Mo Bingshu lowered his eyes and looked at the treasure written in the poison doctor's hand, and asked: "What is this?"
"When the Abyss Tribulation ends, all history books will be burned. I want to make a volume that happened recently and can be preserved for the future."
"Why is there a blank space?" Mo Bingshu asked.
"It should have recorded the seventh prince's sacrifice to heaven, but after thinking about it, I felt it was inappropriate, so I left it blank."
"It's not necessary. You might as well record here that my sister abandoned the world for me, so that future generations will know how much my sister loves me."
"Isn't that a lie?"
"My sister is a liar, so why don't you lie to future generations?"
The boy carried his sister and walked out.
If he wants to take his sister out of the wilderness, he will definitely protect her.
The Poison Doctor looked at his back and sighed deeply.
"Seventh Prince."
"Um?"
“Have a safe journey.”
The young man waved his hand. The poison doctor lowered his head and looked at the Bahuang Rune, his eyes slightly red.