A Tibetan reincarnation

Chapter 640 Mu Jinghong!The last touch of Tsing Yi

If there is reincarnation, there must be past and present lives.

Who can tell which one is the real me?
In Su Mo's dream, he has been struggling with life and death.At this moment, his sea of ​​consciousness was in chaos.The cat meowed, shrill and ear-piercing, echoing in the dream.

Those claws, which were more like cats, scratched his heart; blood grooves, one after another.

"Five children—"

"Senior Sister Mu—"

Su Mo's body on the stone bed trembled uncontrollably.He gritted his teeth and screamed at the same time.That kind of pain and suffering, others will not understand.His face had changed from red and white to gray and purple, and his lips were ashen.

Beads of sweat rolled down from the two foreheads.

Ye Wuhui is no ordinary monk.Life and death, she has seen a lot.In her memory, she has seen the destruction of many worlds.

In the past, some of Bu Miaotian's methods could be described as horrific; Bu Wuhui's cruelty was even more unbearable to look directly at.

However, none of those things made Ye Wuhui fearful.

However, she didn't know why, seeing this strange monk in white rolling and crying on the stone bed made her heart ache inexplicably.

"Fellow Daoist! Fellow Daoist—" Ye Wuhui formed a seal with both hands.She really wanted to use her technique to make the monk in white in front of her quiet and stable, but it was in vain.

Su Mo's hands had already scratched out bloodstains on the stone bed.

"Wu'er—Senior Sister Mu—"

Su Mo just repeated these two names.And Ye Wuhui didn't know who he was calling.However, Ye Wuhui knew that Su Mo must be in great pain.

The toxicity of the nine-tailed civet cat is eroding Su Mo's soul.

in a dream.

Su Mo's world is regenerated and changed.The appearance of Meihua Wuer finally completely disappeared.Immediately, Su Mo saw Mu Jinghong.However, Na Mu Jinghong's appearance kept changing.

She, a black dress, a red dress.

Sometimes far, sometimes near, close at hand.

Wulunzong Northern Territory.

Su Mo saw himself running away in a hurry.Behind him, there are countless murderous auras.

It seems that there is a sword light, which has been raised from several miles away; there seems to be a magic technique, which has also been emitted from several miles away;

Su Mo is the target of public criticism.

That year, when he returned from Zhuxinya, he was inexplicably hunted down by his fellow disciples.

call--

A black figure suddenly appeared.She, dressed in black, looks like a god of killing.

"Tianlun! Tiande——"

Mu Jinghong clasped his hands together and raised them above his head.

The perfect figure is undoubtedly revealed.

At that moment, Mu Jinghong was really like a black swan spreading its wings in the sky; at that moment, Mu Jinghong was a beautiful killing god.However, she came to protect Su Mo.

In an instant, endless tangible light waves formed around her, expanding like water waves.

Boom—wow—

A breath of destruction suddenly spread outward.Within a radius of dozens of miles, it seemed that all of them suddenly rolled up with great force, like a tide like a wave, and they were completely unstoppable.

That is an indiscriminate attack technique!

There were countless howls and countless auras.

All the monks were killed by Mu Jinghong.Mu Jinghong was like a mountain, blocking all wind and rain.All the life and death fights, all the bitter winds and rains.

"Senior Sister Mu..."

Su Mo in the dream murmured.

It was the first time in his life that he felt the touch and warmth that Mu Jinghong brought him.

…………

"Su Mo, do you still remember the oath you made when you went to Wulunzong?"

"Su Mo will never forget! Back then, Senior Sister Mu led me into the door. I swear with my Dao heart, once I enter the inner sect, I will be Senior Sister Mu's servant for three years!"

"As a servant, you need to offer a drop of soul blood. If you break the contract within three years, I can kill you with a thought!"

"Senior Sister Mu, you led me to the door that day. Su Mo will never forget the three-year agreement. Today, Senior Sister Mu came thousands of miles to save me by killing people. Otherwise, I, Su Mo, would have been reduced to ashes. En, there is nothing to repay. In the future, if something happens, Su Mo is willing to fight for Senior Sister Mu, regardless of life or death!"

In the dream, Su Mo flicked his finger lightly, and the drop of soul blood went straight to Mu Jinghong.

"Su Mo, I'll give you a chance to regret it. If you regret it now, there's still time!" Mu Jinghong's voice was low and his face was expressionless.

"Senior Sister Mu, I don't regret it!"

Su Mo looked at the other self and answered Mu Jinghong. At the same time, he answered again in his heart: Whether you are Wu'er or Senior Sister Mu, I don't regret it.

In past and present lives, Xiao Luo and Su Mo are one.

Mu Jinghong didn't want that drop of soul blood.As soon as she stretched out her hand, the drop of soul blood was patted back between Su Mo's eyebrows.That drop of soul blood was bright red, like agate.

"Su Mo, remember: soul blood must never be given to others easily. Even if it is me! Never give your life and death to others!"

"Su Mo, I believe you, I don't need soul blood to prove it!"

Mu Jinghong in the dream just like that day, smiled sweetly, then turned around.

That black dress went away like the wind, drifting away like a cloud.

"Senior Brother Lu, take good care of my servant! If Su Mo loses a hair, I, Mu Jinghong, will break through Fenglun Mountain!" Mu Jinghong turned into a cloud and left, but his voice echoed throughout the Wulun School.

At the same time, it echoed in Su Mo's dream.

On that day, Mu Jinghong was enough.

…………

The memory flows like a stream, and the dream continues.

"Whoever wants to kill Su Mo, if he has the ability, can beat the sword in my hand. Otherwise, whoever wants to kill Su Mo will be my sworn enemy, Mu Jinghong!" Mu Jinghong's tone was cold.

"Su Mo, follow me!" Mu Jinghong's tone was decisive.

"I'm here, Su Mo is here!"

"Su Mo, if you have a chance later, you can directly rush out of the formation and go straight to the Valley of Dead Death. Leave me alone!"

"Su Mo, let's go—" Mu Jinghong was at the end of his strength.

Mu Jinghong's words appeared intermittently in Su Mo's dream.Those words were not said at one time and one place, but they ran through the past five rounds of Su Mo and Mu Jinghong.

Su Mo never understood why he fell into such a dream.

At this time, the meowing did not sound again.

call--

Everything in the dream will change again.

Outside Silent Valley, Su Mo saw that Mu Jinghong looked like a demon, wearing a red robe and disheveled hair.The endless red sand covers the sky.

That was Mu Jinghong's most terrifying appearance.

Su Mo's heart tightened slightly.

Because, he felt that he would come back to life and death again.

Sure enough, his dream changed.He was already at the foot of Fenglun Mountain.In the whole world, there are still no five rounds or bones.

In the dream, there was only Mu Jinghong and him.

It was the last battle of the bones and five rounds.

"The world of mortals! Mi—" Mu Jinghong gave a light drink, and rolled up the endless world of mortals.

In the world of mortals, invincible in the whole life.

Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh

In the sound of the wind, red sand swept across the entire Fenglun Mountains like a curtain.

That was still an indiscriminate attack.

Wherever the red sand passes by, no life is spared, even if you are a plant or a tree?Because, the entire eight peaks of Fenglun have been razed to the ground long ago.

Where the red sand passes, everything perishes!

Su Mo remembered that the eight sons of Fenglun had already been melted into the red sand.

That was the last scene Su Mo wanted to see.However, Su Mo now understands that his eight senior brothers have already returned to Fenglun.

Senior Sister Mu, she didn't kill them at all!

Everything is just a game.

The wind wheel is a supreme existence.

"Heck, heck, heck, heck -"

Mu Jinghong looked up to the sky and laughed loudly in the red sand, his red hair flying around like crazy.

"Mu Jinghong, I want to kill you!" Su Mo in Tsing Yi slowly stood up from the ninth peak of Fenglun, his eyes were blood red.

"Mu Jinghong! Why is this so?" Su Mo questioned.

"Heck! Su Mo, why are you doing this?" Mu Jinghong looked at Su Mo with a sneer, "Wind Wheel, isn't it the most important thing in your heart? Now, I've killed them all, what can you do?"

"Hehehe! Your seventh senior sister is really beautiful like a flower! Hehehe——"

"What you like, what you love, I will destroy it! I am a bone dark son, and a bone witch. Are you satisfied with this answer?"

Mu Jinghong was like a demon.

"How can there be right or wrong in the world? As long as it doesn't violate the heart. If I want it, I will go! I admire Jinghong's work and don't ask right and wrong. When love comes and goes, why ask about the past?"

Su Mo never forgot what Mu Jinghong said, but even now Su Mo still doesn't understand why.

He only remembered that Mu Jinghong really wanted to die.

Because, Su Mo back then was not qualified to fight Mu Jinghong at all.

"Su Mo, take your life!"

Mu Jinghong's aura suddenly soared to the sky, holding a black sword.

The red clothes are like clouds, and the black light is like ink.

"Go!" Su Mo's broken bamboo pole shot straight into the sky.

The green light went straight up, and the black light fell.

boom--

The broken bamboo pole collided with the Black Sword Divine Weapon, causing layers of ripples, spreading like waves.

Mu Jinghong's red clothes fluttered, while Su Mo's blue clothes swelled.

In the void, two people stood up and down, looking at each other.It's just that one is holding a black sword and the other is holding a bamboo pole.Their eyes are very special.

Love and hate, cold and warm; everything, self-knowledge.

At the juncture of reincarnation, they face each other with death for the love in their hearts.

"Su Mo, my love! Please forget that I look like a demon." Mu Jinghong, who was murderous and cold as ice, smiled sweetly and spoke softly.

At that moment, Su Mo felt a sudden pain in his heart, just like in the past.

"Senior Sister Mu—"

On the stone bed, Su Mo's panting was rapid and he rolled from side to side.

Ye Wuhui frowned tightly.

She instinctively held Su Mo's hand.Unfortunately, she is only a soul body.

In the dream, the water-like black sword in Mu Jinghong's hand suddenly turned into a puff of smoke and dissipated.At the same time, her body plummeted down.

The red clothes fell, irreversible.

puff--

Su Mo's bamboo pole directly pierced Mu Jinghong's fairy heart.

"Senior Sister Mu...Sister Mu—" Both Su Mo in the dream and Su Mo on the stone bed were trembling.Why, the person he loved died twice at his hands.

"Su Mo, I want to go home! I want to return to that sea of ​​stars, I want to return to our own stars, I want to sit with you under the plum blossom tree..."

"Then the god sent you..."

"Only when I die by your hands will you remember who I am!"

"It's very obedient! I'll take the rest away..." Mu Jinghong smiled.At this time, her lower body actually began to dissipate.That is a very special way of dying.

"Su Mo, three generations with one heart, I am waiting for you in reincarnation! You will meet me again."

"No—" Su Mo on the stone bed roared.

Blood was already flowing from his black holes.

"Senior Sister Mu—" Su Mo couldn't help trembling, "I know who you are now! I know who you are now...you don't have to die... Wu'er—"

Rolling, screaming, pain from the soul.The pain made Su Mo unable to extricate himself.

In the dreamland, Su Mo relived everything.

Plum blossoms all over the sky.

Scattered into mud and crushed into dust, only the fragrance remains the same!The body is gone, where is the soul?
"Wow meow-"

The ear-piercing meow sounded again.

"Wow--"

As soon as Su Mo turned over, a mouthful of black and purple blood was sprayed out.Under the stone bed, black blood was dripping.At this time, in his dream, a monk in Tsing Yi finally appeared.

He, with his back to Su Mo, stood on a roulette wheel with his hands behind his back.

(End of this chapter)