While Qin Fen was comforting Mai Qi'er, Mo Conglang's body actually caught fire.
There were still five levels and five colors, just like the flower scroll, the five levels of flames really burned Mo Conglang.
"Five elements of flame, there really are five elements of flame!"
Mo Conglang's face was ashen.
A pair of eyes showed a horrified look, as if they had suddenly seen a huge thing.
Unexpectedly, there are really five elements of flames in this world, and he was lucky enough to be poisoned by the poisonous oath he swore, and was really burned by the five elements of flames. Coincidence, is there really such a coincidence? Or,
Was his instinct right?
"No no no no!"
Seeing the five-color flames burning all over his body, Mo Conglang's face was ashen.
Seeing these five-color flames was like seeing his death and his death sentence.
A feeling of complete despair came over me.
"Please Emperor, save me!"
Mo Conglang was covered in flames, and the flames could not be extinguished no matter how hard he struggled.
It was as if it had grown on him.
Facing the burning flame, Mo Conglang still succumbed to death and asked Qin Fen for help.
Since Qin Fen can release five-color flames, he should also be able to extinguish this flame.
Although the hope was slim, he still planned to give it a try. He could not just sit back and wait to be burned to death.
"ah……"
"Please Emperor, save me!"
Mo Conglang kowtowed as if pounding garlic, and his body gradually became transparent.
What's even more incredible is that Mo Conglang's body seems to be being pulled by five forces.
His body structure is also gradually changing, as if he is being squeezed, pulled and sorted bit by bit.
"Tsk..."
Mo Conglang made a hissing sound.
It was as if a layer of skin had been pulled out by a human being. Under the burning of the flames, it seemed that a virtual Mocong wolf could be seen in it, but this Mocong wolf was blue, light blue.
, the same color as the sharp knife he used to attack Qin Fen just now.
This time, Mo Conglang's last illusion was shattered, and he could only place his hope on Qin Fen, the emperor.
"Ah... the emperor save me, the emperor save me!"
Mo Conglang said the same thing, he had completely pinned his hope of survival on Qin Fen.
The five-element flame burned more vigorously, burning Mo Conglang's face ferociously. It seemed that his body was like the weak and invisible water, changing itself with the shape of the flame. "Emperor, I don't dare to offend you anymore."
You are here, please let me die!"
"I……"
Qin Fen felt a burst of tearing pain between his brows.
In my heart, it seemed that the sea surface, which was blown up by a Category 12 typhoon, could not calm down.
If it is a coincidence, if Mo Conglang is talking nonsense, why is it such a coincidence that he is talking nonsense.
Qin Fen had never seen five-color flames before.
Even in the world of Journey to the West, he has cultivated to the level of Taiyi True Immortal, fought against Ksitigarbha, met Monkey Sun, fought against Yang Jian Nezha, and had life-and-death encounters with the six-eared macaque.
Sorry, why haven't I seen this kind of flame before?
In fact, I haven't even heard of it.
"Tsk...hoo..."
While Mo Conglang was speaking, a virtual version of him was pulled out of his body again.
This time it's no longer light blue, but earthy brown.
A clay figure was ripped out of Mo Conglang's body.
Ladmo Conlang has become more transparent, so transparent
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His soul can be seen.
"Emperor..."
It's still Mo Conglang's voice.
It's just that he can no longer maintain his human form again. There is only a body of mud, deforming as the flames burn.
There was also the sound of hissing, hissing, and being gradually pulled and peeled off.
"ah……"
"Roar……"
Mo Conglang made a heart-rending sound, which was even worse than the sounds of demons and monsters.
It was particularly harsh on this lonely night. It made people's scalp numb and goosebumps all over their body.
Even a golden guard like Maggie, who was born with yin and yang eyes, couldn't help but feel uncomfortable for a while.
A pair of eyes, intentionally or unintentionally avoiding the scene where Mo Conglang was burned.
"Qin Fen, why don't you kill him directly?"
Mai Qi'er looked at Qin Fen.
I didn't expect that this gentle and gentle young master would be so cruel and ruthless in his actions.
When you kill people, you must also kill your heart!
Qin Fen didn't speak, his eyes were full of coldness.
He looked at Mo Conglang, who was struggling to transform in the flames, and then at Maggie, who showed deep helplessness.
He didn't set off the flames at all.
He also tried to stop the flames from burning, but could not put it out after several attempts.
His fiery eyes had also been opened, but he still couldn't see through the essence of the five-color flames. He was really helpless.
"Qier, why don't we leave?"
Qin Fen really couldn't bear to look at it any longer. It was simply more cruel than the skinning in the Ming Dynasty.
Peeling off the skin only removes one layer. This has already removed the second layer, but the person is still alive.
"Well, let's go!"
From the corner of her eyes, Maggie secretly glanced at the miserable Mo Conglang, feeling a sense of sadness in her heart.
Although in the world of Journey to the West, he and Yan Yu suffered nine reincarnations due to the curse, but like Qin Fen, she regarded the story of Journey to the West as a dream, and it was a particularly exciting dream, because
Now they are all fine in reality.
"Qier, let's go!"
Qin Fen endured the heartache, took Maggie's hands and jumped into the red Porsche Cayenne. He gritted his teeth and took one last look at Mo Conglang, then stepped on the accelerator and drove away as fast as the two of them were fleeing the scene of a crime.
He hurriedly flew westward.
"ah……"
"Roar……"
"Emperor..."
After walking a long distance, I could still hear Mo Conglang's heartbreaking pleading voice.
The shouting made Mai Qi'er tremble several times in a row. The shouting made Qin Fen's forehead hurt, as if his body was bitten by thousands of insects and ants.
"Qin Fen, how about..."
Maggie still wanted to save people.
This is entirely out of human instinct to help each other. It's not that she doesn't believe what Qin Fen just said.
Not only did Qin Fen not stop, he stepped on the accelerator and drove straight to the west.
The sound of the Porsche's whirring was left behind, along with Mo Conglang's heart-wrenching pleas and Qin Fen's heartache.
"ah……"
Qin Fen's voice spread throughout the dark night.
The shouting made the birds swish and fly around, the shouting caused the waves to rise one after another, and boundless waves were set off on the calm lake.
He felt really uncomfortable.
The scene of Mo Conglang being burned was always shown in front of his eyes, as well as his ferocious struggle as his life was ripped away from him alive.
At this moment, Qin Fen has arrived on a vast sea, at least a hundred miles away from where Mo Conglang burned.
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distance.
However, it seems that I can still hear Mo Conglang's heart-rending voice, as well as his pleading and shouting.
You can even see the scene of him being burned.
All of this made Qin Fen extremely painful, as if the person who was burned was him.
For a whole hour, Qin Fen had been floating on the sea for half an hour, and he had also been shouting for half an hour.
His throat was hoarse from shouting, but he still couldn't shout away the guilt in his heart.
Although he was not the one who set the fire, nor was he his original intention to burn Mo Conglang, the fact was there. Mo Conglang slashed his neck with a blue sharp knife, and then a series of strange coincidences occurred, which led to Mo Conglang's death.
The wolf was cut into pieces and burned to death.
I did not kill Boren, but Boren died because of me.
In the world of Journey to the West, although Qin Fen killed the land and the gods, he also tore Nezha apart with his own hands.
But just like Maggie, he thought it was just a dream, a more realistic dream.
Back on Earth, subconsciously, he still believed that killing was a word that had nothing to do with him.
What's more, I saw Mo Conglang being burned by five-color flames with my own eyes, and it was because of him that he burned.
"You don't have to blame yourself too much, it's not your fault at all!"
Mai Qi'er walked to Qin Fen and gently smoothed Qin Fen's messy hair with her hands, "That was an accident. You don't know where the flames came from. It's very possible that the so-called Five Elements Warrior triggered some kind of restriction.
It directly led to his self-immolation! It has nothing to do with you at all, so why do you insist on asking for everything? You can't punish yourself with the mistakes he made. I feel sad if you are like this.
It hurts, I don’t want to see you punish yourself like this and feel so guilty about something that has nothing to do with you!”
"Qin Fen, actually I don't think you need to pay too much attention to it. It was probably the nonsense that Mo Conglang said before he died. It was a way for him to survive, deliberately disrupting our line of sight. Didn't he say it before?
He said it with certainty, and then he stabbed you!"
"Qier, I'm fine!"
Qin Fen forced himself to calm down and not think about Mo Conglang or the scene of Mo Conglang being burned.
Looking at the waves in the river one after another, Qin Fen still couldn't calm down for a long time.
At this moment, it was not because of Mo Conglang's death, but because of what Mo Conglang said, what kind of Emperor of the Five Elements he was, what he said about the Five Elements Warrior, what he said about the Five Elements Flame, and what the Five Elements God was. The most important thing was that Qin Fen heard it.
Mo Conglang's last words.
"I'm not sure whether you are an emperor, but I can guarantee that you are not from this time and space at all, because we have a different brand of life from this planet. Like me, you come from a blue planet called Five Elements Star, where
We have a natural godhead that entrusts our energy. As long as we find the godhead, you and I can return to our original selves. We are a family!"
This sentence made Qin Fen unable to calm down for a long time.
According to Mo Conglang, he is not from this time and space and has his own godhead.
Then why did you come to this blue earth, and how did you come to this blue earth.
What is the relationship between myself and my biological father, and is he a person from this planet?
And the dead mother, whether she was from this planet or not, why did she die in that accident?
Why did my father always keep silent and avoid talking about my mother's accident?
Even for this reason, there is a special list that will not be discussed by default.
What the hell is going on.
Thinking about it made Qin Fen's head hurt, but the more he thought about it, the more he couldn't understand it.
In the end, he simply stopped thinking about her and got on the boat quietly with Maggie.