And Mu Yingfeng didn't speak, but a dodge, flashed behind Yueli City, just like two hundred years ago, hugged her firmly into his arms, and of course was also pierced through the chest by the Tian'a Sword.

Without Mu Yingfeng's support, Mo Zhiyu suddenly lost his strength, he could no longer hold the Tian'a Sword, and fell to the ground softly, but he still stared at the two people in front of him who were strung by the Tian'a Sword.

"This ...... The choice is yours! Yue Chengcheng roared angrily, grabbed the hilt of the Tian'a Sword, and pulled it out vigorously, also trying to break free from Mu Yingfeng's embrace.

But Mu Yingfeng hugged her firmly, reached out and covered her hands, tenderly as if he wanted to caress her lover's face, but he held the sword tightly with her, but he thrust the sword into their bodies even harder.

The black mist dissipated faster and faster, and the black robe on Yuelicheng's body faded quickly, gradually turning back to that elegant moon white.

The reunited stars slowly swirled around the two of them, and the years of the past swirled in front of them again.

"Nope! No! I don't want these things! Mu Yingfeng! You let go of me! Moon Allure yelled hysterically, but now he and she couldn't do anything. When he got to the back, Yueqingcheng almost cried and said, "Gale, you let go of me, I beg you to let go of me!" ”

Mu Yingfeng didn't speak from beginning to end, just hugged Yue Chengcheng tightly, letting her tears wet his arms, and what Mo Zhiyu saw in his eyes was a kind of absolute decision, a choice.

The picture scroll of those years slowly rotated, the light and shadow hit the two of them, but their figures were gradually fading, gradually shattering into points of light, and gradually lifeless.

Mo Zhiyu lay quietly on the ground, looking at these spinning scrolls, looking at their past years, looking at those joys and sorrows, inexplicably, a tear slipped from the corner of his eye.

"Ding! While! ”

The Tian'a Sword landed on the illusory earth, and those spinning scrolls were shattered into points of light again, dissipating in all directions again, dissipating in this illusory space.

Mo Zhiyu has an extremely strong bloodline, and his repair ability is amazing, and now he has the strength to stand up. He got up slowly, slowly walked towards the Tian'a Sword, and slowly picked up the Tian'a Sword.

He stood in the screen of this broken point of light, staring at the silent Tian'a Sword in his hand in a daze.

He doesn't understand Mu Yingfeng.

The man accompanied her into the darkness, but he didn't want to see her end up falling into the darkness. So, in the end, did he choose to make himself an ending? Even how cruel this ending is for his beloved.

He doesn't understand.

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In the distant Western Continent, Tianjian Mountain. Deep in the silent peach forest, a place that was originally listed as a forbidden place. He Yin, who was already the chief elder of Heavenly Sword Mountain, stood here quietly, quietly looking at the stone tablet, looking at the two lines of words carved by her on the stone tablet: Moon Falling City/Tomb of Mu Yingfeng.

The wind moved, and the peach blossoms fell and fell on the stone tablet.

He Yin took a deep breath, closed her eyes slightly, and then slowly moved forward, stretched out her hand to cover the stone tablet, she whispered, as if she was telling her relatives who had been reunited for a long time: "You guys, are you happy?" ”

At the same time, on the shore of the lake, the sun shines on the sparkling surface of the lake as before. Wuyan stood here quietly, looking at his sparkling and broken reflection in the lake, looking at the ancient sword he held in his hand in the reflection, and said slowly, "Master, are you happy?" ”

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In the illusory world, in the illusory light and shadow, the palm of Mo Zhiyu's right hand flickered slightly, and the "light map" that guided the Firmament Fragments was activated by itself, indicating that there were Firmament Fragments nearby.

This is the purpose of Mo Zhiyu's coming here, but now Mo Zhiyu can't lift his spirits at all.

He looked up indifferently, and saw that one of the points of light in the sky was the brightest, and in this rain of light, it was like the stars and the moon.

Mo Zhiyu just watched this little "moon" slowly fall, fell in front of him, and took the initiative to fall in his palm. This "moon" fluttered in the palm of his hand.

Compared to the last time he was in Tianjian Mountain, this time, he could clearly see the outline of this "moon", which was a very thin transparent sequin, and he couldn't see anything strange about it, but it had some kind of indescribable power.

"Strength, ......" Mo Zhiyu said these three words slowly, slightly clenched the transparent sequins in his hand, and held all the brilliance of this fragment in his palm.

At the same time, the rain of light and darkness dissipated around it. He saw the black sea, and the black tide was receding; He saw a gray sky, and the gray clouds were dispersing.

The bright sunlight shines down, dazzling and dazzling. Mo Zhiyu narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his palm to block the sunlight, and slowed down before he could adapt to the current light.

Now, he's sure, it's really going to be sunshine, it's really going to be the outside world.

"Senior brother!" "Old Mo!"

The two voices sounded at the same time, Mo Zhi looked for the sound, and saw Luo Bingqian and Luo Yiying running towards him from a distance, trampling the sea water unscrupulously, the black sea water that had gradually faded.

They were now on a coral island that had just emerged from the sea, and the radius was full of seawater. The wind was blowing, bringing with it the fishy smell of the sea, but the smell was no longer so pungent.

Is it over? Is that the end of it?

Mo Zhiyu was a little lost, and more unwilling.

"Senior brother, you succeeded!" Luo Bingqian pounced, hugged Mo Zhiyu and shouted happily, "You have succeeded again!" ”

Luo Yiying actually wanted to embrace Mo Zhi's delusion, but Luo Bingqian took the lead, so he said excitedly on the side: "Old Mo, you succeeded!" ”

"Success?" Mo Zhiyu was not excited, this response made both of them a little surprised, but when Mo Zhiyu took out the "Sky Fragment", the two of them left this surprise behind, and only immersed themselves in joy.

Soon, news came from the Cloud Gate, a few rune kites came, and they briefly exchanged information with the three of them, and then taught the three of them how to activate the teleportation circle. Then Luo Bingqian took the lead, and the three of them arranged a remote teleportation array, and with only one light speed, they returned to a reef outside the Great Wall.

The gates of the Great Wall opened at this moment, and for the first time in two hundred years, they opened to the sea. Under the leadership of Jiang Sutong, the representatives of the sects of the Xianhua League rushed out and congratulated Mo Zhiyu and the others, congratulating them on their victory, congratulating them on the victory of the Xianhua League, and congratulating Mo Zhizhi on the victory that could not be congratulated.

And he looked over the Great Wall, and in the slanted shadow of the sun, the person he was so desperate to see now did not appear.

(End of chapter)