"Wanwan, you finally woke up."

Mo Qingwan opened her eyes and saw the fox looking at her anxiously.

"What's wrong with you? Why are you crying so sadly? What did you see?" asked the fox.

Mo Qingwan shook her head, and she looked at Xiao Jue again, "Master, I'm so sad, but I don't know why I'm so sad."

Xiao Jue sighed and said, "Wanwan, you don't belong here, but since fate pushes you into this vortex, you can only strengthen your original intention and work hard to break out of the world."

"Master, do you know everything?" Mo Qingwan said.

Xiao Jue nodded: "The old monk said that people who can understand these three dreams are from another world. I just didn't expect that this person was my only disciple. It seems that all this is not a coincidence."

Mo Qingwan looked at the fox again: "I'm sorry, Brother Yunxiao, I haven't known how to tell you, I'm afraid you think I'm a monster."

The fox smiled and said, "I'm not a fool, I guessed it long ago, and compared with me, you can't be more normal."

"Thank you, Brother Yunxiao, I came here and met you, and now I have found a master again. I am really lucky." Mo Qingwan said.

"Wanwan, do you have any impression of these illusions?" Xiao Jue asked.

Mo Qingwan shook his head: "These dreams are all without a beginning and end. Although I can feel their emotions accurately, I can't figure out what they want to express."

Xiao Jue sighed: "Forget it, it seems that the time has not come."

"Don't worry about these things. No matter what happens, I will accompany you to protect you." The fox comforted.

Mo Qing nodded late: "Thank you, I will never feel lonely again if I have you and my master to accompany me in the future."

The fox smiled with a doting face.

Xiao Jue looked at this scene, but frowned slightly.

"What's wrong with me?" the fox asked.

"Yunxiao, Wanwan, you two must be well in the future, trust each other, and take care of each other, so that... I can rest assured," said Xiao Jue.

When Mo Qingwan heard this, he became anxious: "Master, why did you say that? You also want to be with us."

"Brother, are you worried that you can't get out of here? Maybe Wanwan's space is OK?" The fox also said anxiously.

"What can't get out?" Mo Qing asked in the evening.

"Brother can't leave here, so I'm thinking of letting him in your space and taking him out of here." The fox replied.

"Of course, master, I'll take you in." Mo Qingwan said and got up.

Xiao Jue waved his hand and signaled her to stop.

"What's wrong with Master?" Mo Qing asked in the evening.

"The old monk once told me that the day I found that woman was my death. Yunxiao, Wanwan, I can't leave anymore." Xiao Jue said.

"What? It's ridiculous!" The fox stood up.

Mo Qingwan took two steps back and couldn't believe his ears.

"This is impossible! Why!"

Xiao Jue stretched out his hands. He had just kept hiding his hands under his sleeves. Only then did the two of them see that his hands had turned into dead trees.

The fox immediately knelt in front of him, held his hand, constantly conveying internal strength to him, and his expression was panicked.

Mo Qingwan also reached out to deliver his internal strength to Xiao Jue.

But no matter how hard the two of them tried, his hands, arms, and even their necks began to turn into dead trees, and the speed was so fast that it was jaw-dropping.

"Master, don't!" Mo Qingwan knelt in front of him crying.

"Yunxiao, don't cry every night, my mission has been completed, this may not be a kind of relief." Xiao Jue said with a smile.

"It's like this again, it's like this again! It's because of me again!"

Mo Qingwan suddenly began to slap himself hard.

"Wanwan! Stop!" Xiao Jue wanted to hold her hand, but he could no longer move.

"It's all because of me! Why do I die wherever I go! I'm a disaster star! Why don't I die? If I die, you can live!" Mo Qing took two steps back,

Take out a dagger and hold your neck.

"Wanwan! Don't do this!" The fox wanted to take her sword.

"Don't come over," Mo Qingwan shouted.

"Wanwan, this is not your fault! Do you still remember the first dream? This is what I owe you in my previous life, and I should pay it back with my life." Xiao Jue shouted.

Mo Qingwan cried and shook his head: "What's the past life? Master, I don't care. I don't want you to die. Brother Yunxiao has been waiting for you for fifty years. If you leave, he will be so sad. He will hate me. In this world,

I have no one anymore. If even he hates me, then I would be better off dying."

"Wanwan..." The fox also had tears on his face. He looked at Xiao Jue and understood that he was about to come: "I won't hate you, I know it's not your fault."

Blood had already oozed from Mo Qingwan's neck: "I don't believe it, you just want to comfort me. My mother died of depression because of my selfishness in my previous life, which made my elder brother die of loneliness.

,When I arrived here, I wanted to have a home and wanted to use my gold fingers to help others, but today, I found that everything was counterproductive. Zhao Hanlin became bad. He killed so many people, but he still

Use me to harm you. If I didn’t come here, or if I died earlier, there wouldn’t be these things, right?”

"Wanwan, put down the sword, otherwise I will bite my tongue and commit suicide immediately!" Xiao Jue said.

Mo Qing cried in tears in the evening: "Master..."

"Wanwan, these things are really not your fault, it is fate that imposes these on you. You are born different and are destined to go through the joys and sorrows of the world before you can reach the end of yours. The master has not had much time, even if you are now

Even if you die, you can't change anything. Put down your sword and come to your teacher and let your teacher watch you well? Just treat it as satisfying your master's last wish." Xiao Jue said.

Mo Qingwan put down his hand with tears in his eyes, walked to him and knelt down.

Xiao Jue also had tears in his eyes: "Good child, my teacher has never taught you for a day, but he has given you such heavy shackles. Don't blame me for being a teacher."

"Master, don't say that. Without your choice, there would be no Mo Qingwan today, but I want you to become like this." Mo Qingwan looked at Xiao Jue's hand and tears fell.

"This is just my mission. I thought these were just nonsense, but I didn't expect that they were real. I have lived for a long time, just to wait for you. There is also a illusion about me, you want to

Listen?" Xiao Jue asked.
Chapter completed!