Xu Zhang is the head of a mid-level sect in Xizhou. With his talent, it is already the limit to reach this level, but he is not willing to stop there, so he always wants to please those powerful people, thinking that they might have something. Genius Dibao can allow you to break through.

It's just that he always struggled with not being able to get along with each other, so after hearing that Nanguo was attending the ceremony, he tried his best to follow them, just to get a familiar face in front of them.

Nowadays, the world is changing too fast. First, the Demon King was born and unified Xizhou, and then there was a riot in the Abyss. So Xu Zhang didn't even understand what he was doing when he came to watch the ceremony this time, but he focused on Mo Jin.

He knew Mo Jin's identity. If he could build a good relationship, wouldn't it be a matter of minutes for him to break through?

Until the ceremony started, he was still racking his brains to think of how to talk to Mo Jin.

It was rare that Mo Jin didn't carry his epee on his back. He just crossed his arms and looked left and right. He regretted that he had stepped in, otherwise he wouldn't have had time to look for Qin Moyu.

I don’t know what happened to that guy Shen Yebai. I haven’t heard from him for a long time. If he dies, will he have another chance to pursue Qin Moyu?

Although Shen Yebai is very strong, he believes that as long as he works tirelessly to repair his chain, he will defeat him sooner or later, and Qin Moyu will definitely look at him with admiration.

While thinking wildly, Mo Jin noticed that there seemed to be an extra person on the altar.

Xu Zhang, who had finally figured out how to strike up a conversation, hadn't spoken yet, but his body's subconscious reaction of tightening when in danger made him unable to say anything.

"Everyone."

He raised his head in horror, and the next second his body knelt down uncontrollably. Even his head seemed to be pressed hard by an invisible force. It was very difficult to even raise his head to take a look.

The strong pressure made his teeth chatter unconsciously, but the desire to survive forced him to swallow all the sounds that came out of his lips and teeth. Only his shaking body like sieve chaff exposed the horror in his heart.

"Since you see the emperor, why don't you kneel down?"

"boom!"

Xu Zhang heard a fierce muffled sound coming from the next door. From the corner of his eye, he saw Mo Jin tense up his whole body, trying to resist the pressure, but even though he suppressed his blush, his body still knelt down uncontrollably.

Is this the pressure of the Tribulation Period?

Mo Jin gasped for breath. Although his body was on his knees, his head was still raised high unwillingly. Even if the corners of his eyes oozed blood due to the pressure, he stared at the person on the altar without fear.

This is his pride. As long as he still has breath, he will not give in easily.

The people on the high platform asked God loudly, and their voices actually sounded familiar.

suddenly.

Mo Jin saw a figure that he thought about day and night, a figure that he would never admit was wrong.

The power that prevented him from seeing the people on the high platform suddenly disappeared, and he could clearly see the two people standing on the high platform... and their hands holding hands.

It's just that he is different from the Qin Moyu he saw last time. Now the gloom has dissipated from his body, and he shows his carefree smile again.

Qin Moyu was wearing a black imperial robe, which made his face even more like a crown jewel. The stars in the sky could not match the bright smile in his eyes.

——He is very happy.

Mo Jin felt as if he had been stabbed lightly in his heart, half happy and half sad.

He was happy that Qin Moyu was no longer worried, but he was also sad that the other person's happiness, anger, sorrow, and joy seemed to have nothing to do with him, and he was the one chasing him from beginning to end.

"See clearly. 』

A cold voice suddenly sounded in his mind, making no attempt to conceal his disgust for Mo Jin.

Mo Jin moved his head stiffly and saw Shen Mo, whose face was exactly the same as Shen Yebai's. All his confusions were understood at this moment.

"He is not what you want." 』

The voice that contained anger hit Mo Jin like a heavy blow. Although it was just an ordinary secret message, Mo Jin's straight waist instantly bent a lot.

Qin Moyu's face in front of him began to blur again, and the last thing Mo Jin saw was a pair of bright golden eyes.

——The cold and condescending eyes declared his ownership domineeringly.

The corner of Mo Jin's mouth moved, letting the blood splash along the corner of his mouth and a gorgeous flower bloomed on the ground.

He closed his eyes and sighed in his heart.

This time, he completely lost.

………………

After warning Mo Jin, who had long been dissatisfied, Shen Mo turned his attention back to Qin Moyu and confidently channeled the Four Continents Qi gathered in his body to Qin Moyu.

There was a roar in the sky, as if the rules were warning Shen Mo that he shouldn't do this.

But Shen Mo didn't pay attention to the warning of the rules. He said calmly: "As a human emperor, I should keep my word."

So you must give what you said you would give, and you must give even what you didn’t say you would.

After a pause, he added in a very unflattering tone: "Besides, this is my thing, and I can give it to whomever I like."

Now even the rules are completely speechless.

Because what Shen Mo said was absolutely right.

He is now the co-owner of the four continents recognized by the rules, and the world is his property. As long as he is happy, even if he gives all the cities in the four continents to Qin Moyu, the rules can't say anything.

The rules of gains and losses are rigid rules without self-awareness, otherwise Shen Mo will be so angry that he will be struck with thunder several times to see if Shen Mo can still be so arrogant.

Of course, Shen Mo wants to give Qin Moyu four continents luck not only because he said before that he would give the world to him, but also because he is afraid that there is danger in the extremely cold place and he cannot take care of Qin Moyu all the time. Giving him luck can be used as a layer of protection. As long as someone attacks Qin Moyu, Shen Mo will know it immediately and let Qin Moyu hold on until he rushes over.

Of course, most of the luck still lies with Shen Mo. It cannot be that just because Shen Mo gave it to Qin Moyu, it all belongs to Qin Moyu. Otherwise, there would be no point in holding this ceremony for Shen Mo.

Qin Moyu looked at the sky full of golden threads. No matter how long he looked at them, they were still very bright and dazzling. He also found that there were several circles of golden threads wrapped around his body. Needless to say, it must be Shen Mo's handiwork.

The most important thing about the ceremony is to communicate the rules of heaven and let the rules recognize Shen Mo's identity and gather luck. Now that the purpose has been achieved, there is no need for those banquet celebrations. Just when Shen Mo and Qin Moyu were planning to make arrangements for their departure. , a sudden change occurred!

The originally blue sky began to gradually turn gray, like stains that could not be wiped off the glass windows. It was particularly dazzling. As the dark clouds spread, a huge formation quickly appeared in front of everyone. The blood-red formation was filled with rich There was a smell of death, and even the vague smell of blood seemed to be floating in the air.

Shen Mo looked at the dark clouds above his head. Even the golden threads were covered by the formation and became dim. His face instantly became gloomier. He knew that this was a provocation from heaven.

At this moment, the way of heaven must be hidden in the formation of the extremely cold land. He told Shen Mo clearly that even if he gathered the luck of the four continents in his body, as long as he could not break the formation of the extreme cold place, after the way of heaven transformed, he would finally The winner must be Him.

"We can't delay it any longer."

Shen Mo felt the spiritual energy constantly surging in the formation, and knew that their time was running out.

Seeing the sudden change in the sky, Master Xuanjing immediately knew that Qin Moyu was leaving. He could only look at Qin Moyu in front of him with complicated eyes, his Adam's apple moved, and finally he only said one sentence: "Before you come back, Master will not Fallen."

No matter how long Qin Moyu has to fight against the law of heaven in the extremely cold place, he will always hold up a world for Qin Moyu from behind.

Qin Moyu's nose felt sore. He knew that Master Xuanjing didn't care about his life or death at all. Living was not the most important thing to Master Xuanjing. The most important thing was the safety of Guanlan Sect, but now he is willing to live "selfishly" for Qin Moyu. .

"The wine master brews is delicious. When I come back, we can make wine together."

Qin Moyu said softly.

Master Xuanjing tried to raise the corners of his lips to smile several times, but failed. He was reluctant, distressed, worried... and finally turned into a silent nod.

On the other hand, Shen Mo also took the time to give instructions to Brother Shen Sheng.

"Ancestor, please rest assured that Shen Sheng will protect the Southern Kingdom until the last moment." Shen Sheng's face was calm. Even without wearing the imperial uniform, he still had the character of a young emperor and was willing to fight to the last drop of his blood for the people.

"Same goes for Shen Yu." Shen Yu rarely smiled. He was calm and calm, unlike himself, but his eyes were still as firm as ever.

For him, falling into the sand and dying in battle is the best interpretation of his life.

However, this time Shen Mo did not nod with satisfaction as usual. He stretched out his hand and paused for a second above Shen Sheng's head. Finally, his palms fell on their shoulders.

He said: "I have only one request, to live."

Shen Sheng looked at Shen Mo in surprise, as if he couldn't believe what his ancestor said.

"Only an excellent emperor can lead the Southern Kingdom to regain its glory after the disaster." Shen Mo looked at the young man in front of him who came from the same ancestor as himself and shared the same blood. He finally lost all his indifference and spoke softly in the tone of an elder. Said, "You have done a good job. I don't think I can rebuild the Southern Kingdom into what it is today after the Four Continents War."

Shen Mo has always had a clear understanding of himself. If he had been allowed to ascend the throne in a hurry at Shen Sheng's age, he might not have done better than Shen Sheng. Unlike his domineering style of suppressing people with absolute force and no one dared to object, Shen Sheng was truly He was an emperor who was recognized by the government and the public by his own abilities. He didn't want the Southern Kingdom to lose such a good emperor.

Shen Sheng was slightly startled. He felt the warmth on his shoulders. It was a feeling of being accepted by his elders that he had not experienced for a long time. It actually made his dry eyes moist for a moment. This gaffe did not last long, and he quickly let go. People wonder if they have seen it wrong.

A moist light flashed in his eyes, and was filled with a soft smile. He said: "I thought that after relinquishing the throne, I would be free and happy, and I would no longer have to see Zhezi. Now it seems that I still have the same hard life."

"Of course." Shen Mo turned around and concealed the smile in his eyes, and the invisible barrier between them disappeared in just a few words.

The black imperial clothes were too decorated and made it difficult to move around, so they both changed back to their usual clothes and disappeared in front of everyone in the blink of an eye.

After they left, the Demon Lord, who had been silent all this time, walked out of the darkness.

She glanced at everyone in the room, then looked up at the window, and said to herself: "They are all gone, I can't just wait around."

She stretched out her delicate hands, and her pale fingers made it impossible to imagine how many people's names she had taken away.

"You have lied to me for so long, Fen Qi, how many lives are you going to use to repay..."

It was like the end of a sigh fell in the room, stained with hundreds of years of resentment and painful hatred. Even if they knew that they were not speaking to themselves, it was enough to make everyone present feel scared.

When the most crucial aspect of the conspiracy was revealed, the full story truly unfolded before her eyes.

She remembered the deaths of relatives and loved ones clearly one by one.