Chapter 1522 Cry and Laugh

Chapter 1545 cry and laugh

Long Moshen wanted to withdraw his hand, but Wushuang grabbed it and clasped his fingers tightly.

"Don't move, Uncle Huang, don't pretend, we are old and married. Do you think I will leave you if you are indifferent to me? Don't even think about it!"

Wushuang hummed.

Her eyes were still a little red, and although she had a smile on her face, crystal tears were still hanging down her face.

Long Mo frowned deeply, and reached out with his other hand to dry her tears.

Wushuang jumped into his arms and hugged him tightly.

She heard her man sigh, his voice seemed to be absent.

"Shuang'er..."

It's been a long time since I heard him call her so softly, her eyes turned red again, she sniffed and said:

"Uncle, husband, you have to cultivate well. No matter what the result is, at least we have done our best."

"it is good."

Long Moshen had a lot to say, but in the end it only turned into a word "good".

In fact, they all know that things are not optimistic.

Long Moshen has already practiced the exercises on the bamboo fan. Although he hasn't mastered it yet, he has completed it all. His cultivation level has risen rapidly, but everyone can feel his eyes that are getting colder every day.

That's not pretending, even the ancestors of the Mo family felt that Long Moshen's ruthless Dao became more and more exquisite, but people became more and more cold-blooded and ruthless.

It is only when he is facing Wushuang that he can remain rational in his heart.

Therefore, they all felt that when Long Moshen's ruthless Dao was truly accomplished, it would be time for backlash. I'm afraid then...

In the days that followed, no matter what Long Moshen did, Wushuang would pester him, get together with him, talk and laugh every day, with a bright smile.

Since the time left is limited, why not spend the rest of the day happily.

She cherished every minute and every second she spent with him, and felt that the time was not enough, why the days passed so quickly.

"Now, there is only one plan."

The Mo family ancestor said to Wushuang on this day.

"You say."

Wushuang vaguely guessed something.

"If you want to lose your memory, forget you and your children, maybe all four of you still have a chance. The old man said maybe, but it's not certain."

The ancestor of the Mo family said.

The ruthless way of backlash is to backlash on the person he loves, but if he has no memory and doesn't remember who he has loved, then maybe he won't backlash?

Wushuang shook his head:

"How can Tiandao be so fooled. What's more, I don't want him to forget me and our children."

She has long thought about the possibility of this, and also told the uncle.

But they are not willing to strip away those beautiful memories in their minds. Without the memories, they live coldly, like a walking dead, what good is it?

Long Moshen would rather die than erase his memory.

The ancestors of the Mo family said nothing.

Soon, half a month passed.

They have already reached the periphery of the Endless Sea, and it will not be long before they can sail out of the Endless Sea and return to the city of Wujijie.

These days, they did not travel very fast. They hunted and killed a lot of high-level dark creatures along the way. Almost every storage ring was full, and there was also a lot in the unparalleled space, which was reserved for the little phoenix nine heads. birds eat them.

Needless to say, the ancestor of the Mo family, sometimes he deliberately left for a while, teleported to a far away place to capture dark creatures, it is estimated that he had more than Wushuang.

"I can't go any more, he's about to finish soon, you all need to make an end."

The ancestor of the Mo family stopped the boat and said to Wushuang.

Long Moshen was sitting on the boat meditating with his eyes closed, but layers of cold frost lingered all over his body, and there were bursts of suffocating from the Sword of Excalibur beside him.

Wushuang took a deep breath and nodded.

The boat came to the nearest island and stopped.

Wushuang suddenly took out the wordless picture, pointed to a looming island in the distance and said:

"There should be treasures hidden there, old ancestor, take them to treasure hunting."

On the map, near the red dot, there is a yellow light, which is the direction Wushuang is pointing.

"Okay, let's go take a look."

The ancestor of the Mo family nodded and took away all the nine-headed birds that were unwilling to leave.

Here, leave it to the two of them.

Long Moshen is still cultivating. At this time, he has reached the state where his heart has no external objects, and he cannot feel what is happening outside.

Wushuang held his chin and waited, looking at his eyebrows reluctantly.

Even with her eyes closed and cold as frost, her uncle was as handsome and handsome as ever, and no one in the world could match him. Back then in Jiuxiao Continent, it was his handsome face that often fascinated her.

If there is another chance to do it again, when she sees the uncle, she will entangle him, entangle him to the death, and never leave him indifferently.

Thinking of what happened in Jiuxiao Continent, Wushuang felt as if they were separated from each other. In fact, at that time, fate tied them together.

But why, the way of heaven is so unfair, and now they want to separate them?

Thinking about it, the sweet moments with Uncle Huang passed scene by scene in front of her eyes, some were in Jiuxiao Continent, some in Cangming Continent, some in Immortal Realm, in Underworld, and in the previous life, they knew each other and fell in love with each other. scenario.

They have gone through a lot, Wushuang thought, she can be content.

In order not to hurt herself and her children, Uncle Huang will definitely choose to commit suicide, so she will go with him.

Perhaps, she had already made this plan when she knew that Uncle Huang was going to cultivate the ruthless way.

At this moment, Long Moshen's aura suddenly rose, and the dark green long sword was suddenly unsheathed, and when he stretched out his hand, the sword fell firmly into his big hand.

Swish!

A sword is drawn!

The sky was shattered, the sea surging, and the thick mist was split apart by this sword!

What a terrifying sword, just from this sword intent, you can feel the extremely cold and indifferent killing intent!

Is this a sword of ruthless Dao Dacheng?

At this time, Long Moshen looked at Wushuang.

Those were purple eyes with no emotion at all, but after seeing Wushuang, the frost slowly melted.

"Double."

Wushuang widened his eyes.

"The Dao is ruthless, I have my own feelings, the Dao is simple, and the ruthless is also affectionate." Long Moshen said slowly.

He dropped the evil sword in his hand, stretched out his hands towards Wushuang, and opened his arms.

Wushuang cried with joy and did not move for a long time.

Long Moshen walked towards her step by step and hugged her into his arms.

"I've realized, Shuang'er, the ruthless way is also the way of affection, there is no need to cut off the root of affection and close the six senses, the person who is affectionate is the way of affection, and there is a love in my heart, and the way of heaven can't turn back on anyone. "

"Okay, great, Uncle Huang, I'm so excited."

Wushuang cried like a tearful man, crying and laughing.