Chapter 344

Death of Mu Zhi

Boom——

Yan Qingyan pulled Ling Mochen and appeared in the green cocoon in a flash.

This place is still the same as it was a hundred years ago, the space is not big, but it has everything.

The seeds sown in the ground hundreds of years ago are growing bigger and bigger, and their roots and branches are becoming more and more vigorous.

The huge root system even extends for hundreds of thousands of miles, making it the underground master of this place.

Mu Zhi was still sitting in the corner, motionless, as if silent.

His expression was calm, his face was as still as a still pond, and at first glance, he looked as if he had been swapped.

There is no trace of the violent and sinister look of a hundred years ago.

Yan Qingyan's eyes were fixed, and her spiritual sense probed over there.

After a few breaths, he was relieved when he was sure that the person had not been replaced.

"You guys finally came out. I was so bored." Liuhuo yawned, looking like he hadn't woken up yet.

Ling Mochen glared at it.

This little thing Liuhuo was asked to guard this person for a hundred years, but it has been sleeping until now!

Can you be more reliable?

"Hey, nothing major has happened in the past hundred years, right?" Yan Qingyan walked over with a smile.

"No, it's very boring." Liuhuo shook his head.

It was so bored that it couldn't think of anything to do except sleeping.

"What about him? Has he done anything secretly in the past hundred years?" Yan Qingyan raised her chin to indicate.

She had already taken Mu Zhi's storage ring away from her, but unfortunately he was not dead, so she couldn't see what was inside.

Not only is the quality of his storage ring several times better than that of ordinary space storage devices, the restrictions on it are also difficult to unlock.

Yan Qingyan did have a way to break it by force, but if she really did so, the things inside would undoubtedly be destroyed.

What a waste.

I don’t know what trump card this person has, but everything will be in vain as long as I can’t break her green cocoon.

Liuhuo shook his head. "He is very honest. Extremely honest."

Afraid that the two would not believe him, Liu Huo emphasized again, "It's true."

Even it itself was a little surprised. At first, it pretended to sleep in order to let the other party down and reveal its true identity.

Unexpectedly, the other party really seemed to have accepted his fate and sat there obediently like a living fossil.

After a long time, it finally fell asleep.

Yan Qingyan turned around in front of Mu Zhi and reached out to unblock his five senses.

Mu Zhi has been immersed in darkness for a hundred years.

The endless silence and darkness made him unable to sense the time. These hundred years seemed like thousands of years, but also seemed like only one day.

Without units of measurement, the speed of time becomes subjective.

Fast or slow depends solely on one's heart.

A ray of light shone into Mu Zhi's mind. He seemed to be still in his daze, and it took a long time for his eyes to regain some focus.

It took a while before he saw Yan Qingyan in front of him.

He looked confused and whispered, "Who are you?"

Yan Qingyan: ...

Just sealing a person's five senses for a hundred years can cause the memory of a cultivator to be disrupted?

Then what kind of people were those powerful monks she had seen in the past who would often go into seclusion for hundreds or thousands of years? !

"What a trouble. What's wrong with you? Stop playing dumb and acting pitiful!" Yan Qingyan said unhappily.

Mu Zhi then seemed to remember something and looked like he had just woken up from a dream.

"How long has it been?"

Mu Zhi's voice became somewhat calmer, which made Yan Qingyan feel a little uncomfortable.

Could this person have suddenly had an epiphany?

It's no use having an epiphany, he's still going to die.

"After a hundred years, it's time for you to go." Yan Qingyan said coldly.

Mu Zhi's eyes moved slightly, and his heart was complicated.

He had thought of it a long time ago.

These two people dared to kidnap him. Regardless of whether they would let him go or not, they would definitely have a grudge against his father.

But if they killed him at that time, no matter how powerful their means were, they would not be able to prevent his father's investigation of the law of cause and effect.

Now, the Ten Thousand Secret Realms are about to open. It is a magical secret realm, a place where immortals stop.

The two of them must have obtained the secret realm token and were waiting for this great opportunity.

"Aren't you afraid that after you leave the secret realm, you will be retaliated by me... or Mu Xian?" Mu Zhi still couldn't call him 'Dad'.

"We'll talk about the future later. I just want to take revenge now, so that my heart can be at ease and I can feel happy." A piece of white rice paper appeared in Yan Qingyan's hand, as if it was made of special material.

She was writing and drawing on it, and no one knew what she was doing.

Mu Zhi had a bad feeling in his heart.

But he didn't say much.

During this hundred years, inexplicably, even though he had lost all five senses, he felt the tranquility that came from his heart for the first time.

He didn't take any natural treasures, didn't get entangled with Qi'er, didn't have any sudden enlightenment or talk about the truth, and didn't practice at all...

Just sitting cross-legged on the spot, his soul wandering in the endless darkness, actually made him find the long-lost sense of peace.

Mu Zhi was so surprised that he even forgot for a moment that he was about to face murder.

For a whole hundred years, there was no attempt or thought of escape.

Now, the death countdown reappeared above his head, and he still could do nothing.

"Do you want to leave a last message?"

Yan Qingyan's faint voice came to Mu Zhi's ear.

"No need for that. The world of immortal cultivation is a place where the strong prey on the weak. My cultivation is not as good as yours, so there is nothing to say about dying in your hands." Mu Zhi snorted coldly.

Last words? Who should I leave the things to?

He had nothing to say to anyone except Qi'er.

But Qi'er...he didn't know what to say.

Even if I have something to say, I can't say it.

Yan Qingyan sneered, "This is not up to you."

Mu Zhi looked up:?

What does this mean?

Yan Qingyan placed the white paper in front of him so that he could see the words on it clearly.

【Mu Zhi's last words】

[This young general will die, the dead end was caused by misunderstanding, and I let Yuqier die for me. This is my only last wish! ——Mu Zhi】

"What is this? I have never written anything like this!" Mu Zhi shouted.

Seeing Mu Zhi like this, Yan Qingyan finally saw his shadow from a hundred years ago.

That's right. The look on my face just now as if I was about to become a nun made me look like a villain who has killed many people.

Ling Mochen watched silently from the side and couldn't help but complain in his heart.

In this scene, Qingyan really looks like a villain.

"Humph, this was forged with great effort by this young lady. Don't worry, don't you like that Yuqi'er? After you die, this young lady will send her down to accompany you."

Yan Qingyan sneered.

A hundred years ago, Mo Chen encountered this unexpected disaster. Maybe he himself no longer cared about it, but she did not forget it.

So she will not let go of anyone involved.

Now she finally understood why Mo Chen always thought of every little thing about his past in the Tianxuan Realm and the Xuan Gan Continent.

When she learned that the reason why Mo Chen was being hunted was so absurd, she immediately thought of Yin Siwen.

The second-generation rich man who brought a great psychological trauma to her and Mo Chen for a long time.

Yan Qingyan always keeps her heart of Tao in mind.

One of the important reasons why she wanted to become stronger and stand at the top of the immortal path was so that she would not be treated like an ant by others and be crushed and bullied at will.

This person has touched her bottom line.

Anyone who dares to touch her will die!

Ling Mochen walked to Yan Qingyan's side at some point, his eyes gentle.

He knew that the reason Qingyan did this was for him.

Every day he was with Qingyan, his heart felt warm as if it had melted.

Ling Mochen looked at Mu Zhi who was sitting cross-legged, and a hint of pride appeared in his eyes.

It’s as if he’s saying, look, my Taoist partner is so good to me, much better than your Qi’er!

In the past, Mu Zhi might have been able to sense this implicit show-off.

But now, all I can think about is the forged suicide note.

"No!"

Mu Zhi finally got anxious.

He himself was already dying and had already prepared for death, but Qi'er!

How could he let Qi'er be buried with him!

This person did it on purpose, deliberately making him unable to rest in peace before his death!

Mu Zhi looked at Yan Qingyan fiercely, his eyes seemed to be filled with poison.

Yan Qingyan laughed even more happily. Is she unhappy? There's no use being unhappy.

Under Mu Zhi's sinister gaze, Yan Qingyan raised her sword and swung it down with force.

Squeak——