"When you appeared, I deliberately searched for your information, and I discovered that person..."

Ling Luoyu's eyes suddenly raised: "Mo Xuanchen?!"

"I don't know who that person is... His aura is very strong, an existence I have never seen before. Maybe... I've seen it before, but I just forgot..."

The dark mist paused, and thought of something, and then shook his head.

"I am the spirit of the weapon, and the Wrath of Thunder is incomplete. Because the power of that fragment is very powerful, I have more perceptions of it... I remember some of the things that happened during this period!!"

What a pity!

Those memories were not taken seriously at the beginning.

After the matter is over, it is over!

Even Xin'er remembered it again because she overlapped her appearance with Ling Luoyu in his memory after meeting her.

You should know that in the long river of history, the story of Mo Xuanchen and Ling Luoyu is just a small drop of water that cannot stir up storms, so the dark fog didn't pay attention to it at all.

Besides, he is not complete!

Ling Luoyu sighed in his heart—

What a pity!

Otherwise, you can also know some stories about Mo Xuanchen.

"Then you said just now... He will die, which is the scene he saw back then?"

Dark mist eyes: "...Is that true, the thunder rage is incomplete, and what I perceive is relatively incomplete..."

The Holy Snow Order, December, etc. are just part of the Wrath of Thunder.

All the abilities they show can be perceived by the dark fog.

Unfortunately, because of incompleteness, the results it brings are also incomplete.

Ling Luoyu's heart was picked up: "Then...what is what you see?"

A strange color appeared in the dark mist's eyes: "It's hard to say, it's been too long..."

It’s been so long since the incident has been, and it’s not a special thing, so I don’t remember it very clearly.

"I just remember it seems..."

He wanted to speak but stopped, and looked at Ling Luoyu again.

In the end, I sighed lightly.

"But there is one thing that I was very impressed by..."

The moment when the dark mist sighed, Ling Luoyu's heart rose.

Before he could finish speaking, he interrupted him.

"Did I kill him?"

Danwu Youran looked up: "You really know!"

No wonder he can be so calm when he is not moving as a mountain.

"What I don't understand is that since you know, why do you still have to... make yourself suffer? If you stay here, life and death outside have nothing to do with you..."

It doesn't matter?

Ling Luoyu shook his head lightly: "Life and death are shared, our relationship is destined..."

"What is destined? You killed your husband with your own hands?"

“…”

"If you stay here, everything you have seen in the future will not happen..."

“…”

"Miss Ling, are you willing to choose this?"

“…”

Ling Luoyu's breathing paused leisurely, suddenly looked up, and his eyes looked at the dark mist with a slightly different look.

Ding Temple's heart sank: "Miss Ling?"

What's this look?

What do you mean?!

Could it be that she really wants to stay here?

Isn't this nonsense?

"Miss Ling, you have thought about it..."

Dingmiao suddenly stepped forward, held Ling Luoyu's wrist, and pinched it vigorously.

Could this little girl bewitched by the dark fog or was caught in evil?

How can you believe what such a person says!?

Ling Luoyu slowly raised his head, shook his hand away, and walked towards the dark fog.

"You mean, if I stay here... I wouldn't have killed him?"
Chapter completed!