Mo Tong got off the bed, clasped his hands into fists and saluted to Shan Zhan, thank you senior brother for taking care of me for many days, I should also go back, why are you in such a hurry to go back before your injury has healed, although it is good here, it is still not as comfortable as your own kennel

Mo Tong put on that body again, just like when Shan Hai saw him that day, he didn't see a trace of white from head to toe, in Mo Tong's own words, the world is white and only I am black, and the sky is ruthless and only I am amorous

Mo Tong walked away with the love of the black body and left like that, Shan Zhan looked at the back that was gradually moving away, exhaled a sigh from Shan Zhan's mouth, shook his head, closed the door, and the day of the sect competition was getting closer and closer. He still has a lot to do, the past is a story, but new stories are also happening, we don't have to always hold on to the old stories, some people can hold on to the old stories, and the rest of the people always have to continue to write new chapters

Mo Tong came to the dense forest before, and after a few corners, a small black building appeared in front of him, but if you look closely, there seem to be a lot of ruins and broken arms next to the small building, are those also the previous buildings, if so, it is not smaller than the other three palaces when its scale is at its peak

It should be a main hall, there is a flat inscription on the word Hades, but it is already full of spider webs, looking at this barren hall like an ancient tomb, Mo Tong not only sighed, you have also been brilliant like them, I am responsible for you, Mo Tong touched the pillar in front of the hall with one hand, and the bead paint on it has fallen off piece by piece, which shows that the years have left a terrible mark on it

The sect competition is about to start again, but what about my own sect, probably for a few years, the world will not remember that the sect has ever had its own palace, Mo Tong's hands trembled, and his voice was hoarse, Master, you are so ruthless, you can chase me out of the sect alone, why do you want to sneak all the disciples of the Hades Palace, what does it matter if the person who made the mistake is me and others, the ominous person is me, what does it have to do with them, master, master, Mo Tong's heartache at this time is really indescribable

The sweetheart left him, and was expelled from the door wall by the master, and now he is black all day long, no one or ghost, in addition to this barren Hades Palace, there is really a real feeling of the Hades, Mo Tong smiled bitterly, such a Hades Palace Hall is like a tomb, burying himself as a surviving person

Pushing open the dark and heavy door, it is like opening a dusty world, and it has been crowded with people like the other three palaces, but now it is left alone, and it is not popular, and it is more convincing to say that this is a haunted house

There are no people, but it is not completely deserted, although it was expelled, but the things left by the master must be protected, now there is only one person, if he is not protected, no one really cares

This is a big palace like the Sword Palace, Mo Tong is the first on the throne, looking at the two rows of empty seats below, this entire hall is only his own position is quite clean, and the others are already full of dust, as if these dust also want to devour all this as soon as possible, this should not belong to everything in this world

Mo Tong wanted to take a sip of tea, people who lost too much blood are always easy to be thirsty, but the tea bowl on the table at one end was empty, Mo Tong was helpless, this is the Hades Palace, not the other three palaces, there are people waiting for him at any time, although he is the master here, he is also the person here, and he has to do everything himself, even a cup of tea has to be brewed by himself

Mo Tong turned inside and entered the hall again, there was always no tea, an ancient well appeared in front of him, shook a few times and hit a bucket of clean water, took a broken bowl, drank a bowl of cold water, Mo Tong came to his bedroom again, said that the bedroom may be as he said It is more appropriate to describe it as a dog kennel, the room is a mess, only one bed is still clean, I don't know if Mo Tong doesn't like to be clean or has no intention of taking care of it,

But in my opinion, it should be the latter, if you really don't like to be clean, then the bed should be the same, but the quilt on the small bed is folded neatly, like the boudoir of the daughter's house

Mo Tong took off the silk cloak, but he didn't take off the face towel, it can be seen that he still cares about that harmful face, sat down cross-legged on the bed, and began to breathe, his injuries were not good in the first place, so he wanted to come back so soon, but he felt that this was his real home

The phantom behind Mo Tong began to appear again, but now it was no longer as peaceful as before, but quietly appeared behind Mo Tong like a person

The black qi on Mo Tong's body also began to aggravate, it was pure black, not stained with a trace of white in the world, the world only knew that white was good and pure, just like the snow in the mountains behind the Snow Wolf Sect, but does black necessarily represent evil, is black so unpleasant

I used to dislike black so much, but now I like black more and more, black it does not resist the approach of any color, just like myself, the person I like likes it, and I don't please anyone

The Shura knife was placed beside him, and the knife was also black and warm, and slowly the whole room was filled with black gas, as if it was on fire, but this black was obviously not the kind of black that was on fire

This kind of black is more like the black that existed when the world first opened, Mo Tong has already settled, and the world outside his body has nothing to do with him, and now he has entered his inner world

After a pillar of incense, Mo Tong finally opened his eyes slowly, although he was still wearing a face towel, it was not difficult to see from the relaxed form that he was open at this time

The pure black qi in the room returned to him, and the black qi in the room completely dispersed, as if nothing had happened before, although he had finished pranayama, Mo Tong did not get out of bed immediately, but put the ink rain knife on his lap, and touched the black dots like raindrops on it, as if there were thousands of words in his heart but he couldn't find anyone to talk to

After turning over the back of the knife, I saw a paragraph engraved on it, which was left by that person, it was the most beautiful love words that Mo Tong had ever heard in his life, and I believe that anyone in the world would be as moved as he would when he heard it

They used to care about each other so much, but in the end, it ended like this, whose fault is it all this, is it really because he is an ominous person, Mo Tong is really helpless

That sentence sounded in Mo Tong's heart again, my heart is only so big, and there are only so many people who can live in, this is the most sentence she said to him at that time, Mo Tong has always remembered, this memory is a lifetime,

But he was still afraid that one day he would forget, what to do if he forgot one day when he practiced the martial arts, so he engraved it on the Shura knife that he never left his hand

Zaimei's love words can't stand the consumption of time, not to mention that the private person has gone, and she has not been walking around the rivers and lakes for a long time, and I don't know if she is doing well now, if she is more determined that day, the result of Xu Xu will not be like this

Carrying a small pot from the clay stove next to the ancient well, Mo Tong returned to the main hall and filled the originally empty teacup with a cup of warm water, others can't warm themselves, but they can't always get along with themselves, and the warm water enters the stomach and the whole person also has a warm feeling, as if he is accepted by the world again

Putting down the teacup, the breath on Mo Tong's body suddenly changed, and the whole person began to get cold again, although a cup of tea warmed himself for a while, but it was not enough, otherwise he would have been warmed by a cup of tea, and what he wanted had to rely on the knife in his hand to earn, Mo Tong put down the teacup in his hand heavily, and the water in the cup splashed a lot, but he didn't care

Reversing the ink rain knife Mo Tong came to a relatively empty place again, there are few trees here, but it is a large open space, it is obvious that this place was also a martial arts arena like the actual three palaces, and the heavenly silk cloak has been put on again,

The black began to emerge again, the same color as the silk cloak that day, and those who didn't know thought that the black came out of the cloak, seeing that Mo Tong moved, his body was incomparably powerful, and every knife swing was murderous, and it was impossible to see that he was a person who had just finished breathing after being injured,

A knife is as fast as a knife delivery, as if to wave out all the grievances in his chest, and as if he wants to kill all the negative people in the world, the cloak cracks, the knife wind cracks, and the black shadow behind him is not as quiet as when he was pranayama in the room, at this time his face is extremely terrifying, and the pair of teeth that protrude outside the mouth seem to be a little red, as if he has just eaten someone

A straight slash, a new mark is being added to the empty ground, when looking at the ground, there are already a lot of knife marks, but this knife is deeper than the knife marks in any time and place, looking at the knife marks left by himself in front of him, Mo Tong did not stop there, but ran the ink rain knife in his hand more frantically

Heaven and earth are going to change color, if someone is present at this time, they will definitely be shocked by the scene in front of them, is that still the sword technique that should exist in the world, is it still the sword technique that should exist in the world?

The empty field reverberated with not only the sound of cracking cloaks and knives, but also the roar of Mo Tong, how sad and indignant people could make such a roar that was almost as close to Ye Zeng

Ah, ah, ah, the black shadow behind Mo Tong's almost crazy swing of the knife is also more condensed, and he seems to feel Mo Tong's anger, and now it is not only the protruding teeth that are red, but also the double pupils in the face, like ghost fire, flashing in that dark face, it is really a thousand times more terrifying than the real evil ghost

Mo Tong is still wielding the sword intent in his chest, but people must not be gods, even if you have a lot of hatred in your heart, and there is always a time when you are exhausted

But should you stop when you are exhausted, it seems that ordinary people should be like this, but Mo Tong is an ordinary person, if Mo Tong is an ordinary person, how can he practice this sword technique that should not belong to this world

Mo Tong's final movements slowed down, and in the end, he was a little ashamed, and with a knife on the ground, Mo Tong gasped for breath, and the cloak that was originally flying also fell down and stuck to his body as smoothly as an ordinary piece of clothing

The figure behind him had already dispersed early, Mo Tong was about to fall, a pair of big hands immediately caught the thin body, Mo Tong turned his face and saw that the person who came at this time was not Shan Zhan or who it was, Mo Tong opened his mouth and said Senior Brother, Shan Zhan didn't say anything, just shook his head, Mo Tong couldn't support it and fainted,

Shan Zhan knew that he was too tired to live in this life, if it weren't for the obsession in his heart, he was afraid that he would have been freed a long time ago, alas, Shan Zhan sighed, sat down on the ground and began to help Mo Tong Yungong heal