That night, lying on the bed on the top of life and death, Mo Ran pants his hands behind his head, looking at the beam of the room, he couldn't sleep.

The past is slid by scenes before my eyes. In the end, bit by bit, bit by bit, all of Chu Wanning's handsome and somewhat deserted face.

In fact, Mo Ran never knew what he was thinking about this person.

When I first saw him, it was under the flower tree in front of the Tower of Heaven. He had a wide robe and wide sleeves, and he was the only one of more than twenty elders. He was not wearing the extremely coquettish silver and blue armor at the top of life and death.

That day, he lowered his head and thought about the armor cover he was wearing intently. Half of his face looked focused and gentle, like a white cat in the golden warm sun.

Mo Ran looked at him from a distance and couldn't take his eyes away.

He felt that his first impression of Chu Wanning was very good.

But he couldn't stand the coldness that followed one after another. He was punished and harsh. The white cat had sharp teeth and claws, which made him hurt all over his body.

He was rescued from the sea of ​​fire by his uncle, and his life was hanging on the line. He originally thought that after he arrived at the top of life and death, a master would treat him tolerantly and cherish him sincerely.

However, Chu Wanning seemed to be unable to see his pleasing and his efforts. Instead, the whip was sharp, and if there was a slight mistake, he would make him lose his skin and blood.

Later he learned that Chu Wanning looked down on him from the bottom of his heart—

"The quality is poor, and the quality is difficult to beautify."

That's how the man in white clothes under the flower tree evaluates him?

He once regarded Chu Wanning as the Nine Heavens Hanyue, and sincerely respected and loved it. But in the Nine Heavens Hanyue's heart, what is Mo Ran?

An apprentice who had to accept.

A despicable person who is so despised that he is so despised.

A hooligan who grew up in a restaurant and was covered in dirty air.

Although Mo Ran always looked like he was laughing and not caring, he gradually hated Chu Wanning, and there was a strong reluctance in the hatred.

He was unwilling to give up.

Once upon a time, he had been holding on to the increasing resentment to attract Chu Wanning, trying to get the attention of this person, appreciate it, and surprise it.

During that time, if Shi Mei praised him for "very good", he would be happy to go to heaven.

But if Chu Wan could be replaced by "not bad", he would rather praise him, and he would die.

But Chu Wanning never praised him.

No matter how hard he worked, how attentive he was, the cold man would always nod indifferently, and then turn his face away on his own.

Mo Ran is going crazy.

God knows how much I wanted to pinch Chu Wanning's cheek at that time, turn him around, force him to stare at him, force him to look at him, force him to swallow the words "bad character, difficult to beautify" back into his stomach!

But he could only kneel in front of Chu Wanning, like a frown dog with a coquettish hair. He kowtowed and said respectfully: "Disciple remembers the teachings of his master."

In front of Chu Wanning, Mo Weiyu was humble and silly.

Even if he is a "private son", he is still humble.

He finally understood that people like Chu Wanning looked down on him at all.

Later, I experienced a lot of things.

Mo Ran was in power and the top of life and death, and then reached the peak of the immortal world, becoming an unprecedented overlord. Under his darkness, everyone was trembling and fearful. Everyone mentioned his name as light as a mosquito. Who still remembers his stains, and who still remembers his origin that could not be on the table-

From then on, there is no more light rain in the world, only the Immortal Lord.

Step on the Immortal Lord.

People hate him to the extreme, and they will never forgive Mo Weiyu. They can’t save him even if they die a thousand times of rebirth. They will never be able to be reborn!

Step on the Immortal Lord Mo Wei Drizzle Step on the Immortal Lord Mo Wei Drizzle Step on the Immortal Lord—

...Tread, immortal, lord.

But no matter how afraid it is, what can I do? The top of life and death still rumbles and shouts. Millions of people knelt down in front of Wushan Hall, and dense heads were kneeling at him three times and nine times.

"The Emperor of Immortals will live forever and never die in the world."

He felt very helpful.

Until he noticed Chu Wanning's face in the crowd.

Chu Wanning had already abolished his cultivation at that time, and was tied to the hall by him, and became a prisoner.

Mo Ran was determined to kill him, but he didn't want Chu Wanning to leave quickly. He imprisoned Chu Wanning's limbs and cut the blood vessels on Chu Wanning's neck. The hole was not big. He cast a spell to prevent the wound from solidifying. Blood flowed out bit by bit, and life was lost bit by bit.

The sun is in full swing, and the coronation ceremony has been going on for half a day, and Chu Wanning's blood is over.

When this man died, Mo Ran was completely cut off from the past, so he specially arranged Chu Wanning to bleed and executed him at his ceremonial ceremony.

When he became the Supreme Master of the Cultivation Realm, Chu Wanning became a lifeless corpse.

Everything yesterday disappeared.

It's really great.

But this person is about to die, why is he still so indifferent? He is so handsome and a little affectionate... His face is pale, but his expression is faint. He neither praises nor fears when he looks at the immortal king.

Only disgust, despise, and—

Mo Ran felt that he must be crazy. Or Chu Wanning was crazy.

There is still a hint of pity.

Chu Wanning had mercy on himself, a dying man, a defeated general under his command! He actually had mercy on a overlord who reached the top and called the wind and rain. He, he actually could-he dare!!!

The anger that had accumulated over ten years made Mo Ran crazy. He was in Danxin Hall. Of course, at that time it was named Wushan Hall. In front of thousands of people, he suddenly stood up in the flattery and romance of those people, and rolled down the steps.

He grabbed Chu Wanning's chin in front of everyone, his face twisted, and his smile sweetly and hideously.

"Master, today is a great day for my disciples. Why are you still unhappy?"

Thousands of people were silent in an instant.

Chu Wanning was neither humble nor arrogant, and his expression was cold: "I don't have an apprentice like you."

Mo Ran laughed loudly, laughing so hard that he was indulging in his voice, like a vulture circling between the corridors of the Golden Palace, and the geese formation was frightened by the cold.

"Master is so heartless, but I really feel sad." He smiled and said loudly, "Without an apprentice like me? Who taught me my mind? Who taught me my skills? Who taught me my meanness? Who taught me?! The ring whip I have not been able to do with it all - I ask you, who did this!"

He restrained his smile, his voice suddenly became fierce and fierce, and his eyes were cold.

"Chu Wanning! Are you accepting someone like me who throws you away from you? Am I cheap in my bones or can't wash away the pickled dirty things in my blood? I ask you, Chu Wanning, I ask you - what does it mean to be 'bad character and difficult to beautify'?"

He was also a little crazy at the end and shouted in a distorted voice.

"You never regarded me as an apprentice, and never looked down upon me! But I—but I used to be a master, I really respect you and love you, and I treat me like that? Why don't you praise me? No matter what I do, I can't get half of your goodness?!"

Chu Wanning was shocked and her face gradually became pale.

He opened his phoenix eyes slightly widened and looked at Mo Ran, his lips moving, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, he didn't say anything.

The top of life and death where things change, and the only two people who are still in the old place are facing each other.

In such an embarrassing silence, Mo Ran seemed to finally calm down. He closed his eyes and opened it again, with the smile that was disgusting to the gods and ghosts, smiling and singing, which made people shudder.

He said gentle and affectionately: "Master, don't you look down on me, don't you think I'm humble?"

After a pause, his eyes wandered past the heads of thousands of people. Those people were kneeling and lying in front of his palace like dogs, and they all admitted that he was the Lord of the Cultivation Realm and was above the world.

Mo Ran smiled and said, "What about now? Before you die, I will ask you again. In this world, who is the humble and who is the noble? Who is the one who tramples on whom? Who is the one who wins and the one who loses and the one who loses and the one who loses?"

Chu Wanning lowered his eyes, as if he was still immersed in Mo Ran’s confession just now, and did not come back to his senses. Finally, Mo Ran squeezed his chin and forced his face to lift.

But just as he was forcing him to look at him, Mo Ran was suddenly stunned.

For the first time, he saw a look of regret on Chu Wanning's face.

The expression was so strange. Mo Ran felt that he was suddenly burned and reflexively released his fingers that were pinching his face.

"you……"

Chu Wanning's expression was very painful, as if she was enduring some kind of heart-wrenching pain and heart-wrenching pain.

His voice was light and almost hoarse.

Floating in the wind, only Mo Ran heard it.

He said, "I'm sorry, Mo Ran. It's the master's fault..."

At that moment, everything around him lost its sound, the sound of wind, the sound of plants and robes, and all returned to silence.

Only Chu Wanning looked up at his face, which was the only clear and clear light in the world. It was the only scene he could see.

At that time, he should have had many ideas. He was happy, proud, and ecstatic.

But it's not.

At that time, I had a strange idea. To put it, there was only one-

I don’t know when... I am already so much taller than Chu Wanning.

Time has really passed a long time.

Many past events have changed.
To be continued...