Chapter 464 Son of God (8)
The scene changed again. This time, it was night. In the hall of the God of Destiny, Mo Wuji was sitting on the ground. His usually clean white clothes were stained with blood.
His outer robe was torn off, revealing his upper body. There were several hideous wounds on his back, with flesh and blood rolling down.
The God of Life stood aside, stretching out his slender white hands from under his wide sleeves, stirring the medicine in a jade bowl and speaking slowly.
"The Emperor is very angry. You actually entered the Ten Evil Rebirth Pond without permission. You know, it is filthy and full of evil. If the gods enter, they will also be polluted."
Mo Wuji sat motionless, allowing him to apply the medicine.
"It's very big in there, and there are suffering people everywhere. I searched for a long time, but couldn't find her." He muttered to himself, unable to hide the pain in his eyes.
"Wuji, by doing this, are you planning to make an enemy of the Emperor?" The God of Destiny rarely showed an angry expression.
"I just want to save her."
"If you save her, you will save Wujiang." The God of Destiny applied the medicine on his wound, watched the wound heal at a speed visible to the naked eye, and sighed, "You and her are destined to be together for only one lifetime, and it has already been used up. Give up."
"You revealed the secret again?"
" I just don't want to see you sink into this mess."
Mo Wuji pulled his clothes in place and slowly stood up, "I know what to do."
"Wuji, don't be stubborn." The voice of the God of Destiny has always been flat and without ups and downs. He is in charge of fate and he has already seen through everything. Because if the heart is not moved, there will be no chaos.
"You don't understand." Mo Wuji said in a low voice. No one would understand.
If he had met that person before and they separated before they had time to fall in love, how could he forget her so easily?
That life was his calamity. Yes, the calamity of his life made him fall from the supreme god to a man trapped in love in the mortal world .
No one in the Nine Heavens understood his persistence, the only person who understood was Wujiang.
Mo Wuji left the hall. The cold wind in the dark night surrounded him from all sides, but he did not avoid or give way, but kept walking forward.
"Where is he going?" Wei Ning looked at his back and had a bad feeling in her heart.
"Save Qingning." Yan said lightly.
"Is he going to the Ten Degenerate Rebirth Pond again?" Wei Ning said nervously, "Didn't he go in there once? He can't find Qing Ning at all!"
Yan was silent, with a mocking smile on his face, "Just wait and see."
Mo Wuji walked to the edge of the Ten Degenerate Rebirth Pond and saw Wujiang. Wujiang turned around and smiled at him, saying, "Will even the gods be terrified in the world below?"
"The evil karma has already been committed. Everything now is the result of cause and effect and reincarnation." Mo Wuji looked at him and said.
Wujiang nodded, "That's right, but sentient beings are ignorant and unwilling to turn back. Isn't the evil karma I have caused the result of their evil deeds in their previous lives, so I have to pay for it in this life?"
Mo Wuji said: "All living beings in the mortal world are just a chessboard in the hands of God, and you are all chess pieces."
"Your Highness Wuji, so, your noble birth makes us feel so ashamed." Wujiang curled the corners of his lips, and finally revealed a slightly sincere smile on his pale face, "I believe that Qingning felt the same shame when he looked at you."
"Born noble?" Mo Wuji chuckled, his long purple hair gently brushing the corners of his eyes, concealing the light.
That day, when the darkness faded and the daylight appeared, Mo Wuji saw Qing Ning and for the first time he did not speak.
