A bolt of lightning struck down, hitting the tree where Li Muge was hiding.
Just before Li Muge could react, her waist tightened and Mo Yan hugged her out.
Look back.
The poor tree had been struck in two by lightning.
Li Muge felt lingering fear.
"Mo Yan, thank you so much." Li Muge happily hugged Mo Yan: "It's a good thing I have you, otherwise I would have turned into a burnt rabbit."
"Are you stupid? Don't you know that you can't stand under a tree during thunder? This is common sense." Mo Yan sighed, grabbed Li Muge, and pulled him away.
"Hey, Mo Yan, don't we care about Lv Shui and the others? What if that tree demon bullies Lv Shui?"
Li Muge was still a little worried.
Mo Yan's lips curled up into a smile: "What's there to worry about? Jimo, don't disturb others' flirting."
"Flirting?" Li Muge was puzzled. This Fusang looked at odds with Lv Shui. Why did Mo Yan say they were flirting instead.
Li Muge was thinking.
Unexpectedly, his body was suddenly picked up by Mo Yan.
Mo Yan carried Li Muge into the teleportation circle.
When we came out again, the surrounding scenery had turned into a small town in the dark.
Li Muge was taken to Yuelao Temple, the most popular temple in town, by Mo Yan.
"Mo Yan, why did you bring me here?" Li Muge was a little confused, and Mo Yan put Li Muge down.
"Let's go get a marriage sign."
"Why, isn't this a bit too sudden?" Li Muge was a little confused.
Unexpectedly, Mo Yan grabbed Li Muge's hand and pulled her into his arms.
"Jimo, do you know? How long have I been waiting for this moment? After completing this mission, can we get married?"
Mo Yan hugged Li Muge tightly.
Greedy for the smell of Li Muge.
If possible, he hoped that time could stay at this moment forever.
He wants nothing.
I just hope to be with Li Muge forever.
There was something strange in Li Muge's eyes, but it was fleeting.
Mo Yan took Li Muge to ask for the signature.
The reason why I brought Li Muge here today is because I heard by chance that the Yuelao Temple in this town is particularly magical.
All the men and women who come to them to ask for a fortune will eventually get married.
"Temple blessing, please sign."
Mo Yan held Li Muge's hand, his clear pupils full of affection.
"This, this..."
When the temple priest of Yuelao Temple saw the signatures signed by Li Muge and Mo Yan, a look of embarrassment appeared on his face.
"I'm afraid that this signature, you two, is a bad fate. Master, if you persist in it, I'm afraid you won't end well."
"What did you say?" Mo Yan's expression immediately turned sinister.
"If you keep talking nonsense, believe it or not, I will smash your ruined temple."
Miao Zhu could not withstand Mo Yan's pressure and quickly changed two wishing yarns for a destined marriage.
The corner of Li Muge's mouth twitched: "Mo Yan, do you think this is okay?"
Mo Yan disagreed: "What's the matter? Jimo, we were destined to be a good match."
Facts have proved that even what is forced cannot go as expected, and Mo Yan's wishing yarn cannot be thrown away no matter what.
More and more people gathered around.
Li Muge felt a little embarrassed.
"Mo Yan, let's go. If you can't throw it up, forget it."
"No, I don't believe it anymore." Mo Yanfei stepped forward, bit his finger and dripped blood on the wishing yarn, but it was of no use and the wishing yarn quickly fell off.
Mo Yan's immortal-like face fell into temporary pain.
He doesn't understand.
He just wanted to be with Li Muge forever. Why couldn't God satisfy him with such a simple wish?
"Mo Yan, don't pay too much attention to this." Li Muge moved his lips, wanting to comfort Mo Yan but didn't know where to start.
"No, it's impossible." Mo Yan's eyes turned red: "Jimo, it's my fault. Why should we rely on others for our marriage?"
For some reason, Mo Yan suddenly laughed.
Li Muge met Mo Yan's eyes, not knowing why he was a little scared, and a little uneasy that he didn't dare to face it.
"Jimo, let's go to the Sansheng Stone." Mo Yan drew a teleportation formation and led Li Mu into the underworld next to the Sansheng Stone.
Legend has it that as long as it is on the Sansheng Stone.
If the names belonging to two people are engraved, then the two people can be together for eternity.
What Mo Yan didn't expect was that Li Muge's name had already been written on the Sansheng Stone.
The name engraved next to Li Muge in this life seems to be Xuan Chen's.
There is no name of Mo Yan on the Sansheng Stone at all.
Mo Yan couldn't accept it and took a step back. Unexpectedly, Li Muge behind him had already gathered mana in his hand.
Li Muge did not lose his memory.
To say that all of this is attributed to Mo Yan is to underestimate the enemy.
She had lived for so long, and at the moment when Mo Yan changed her appearance, in order to stay awake, she did not fall into a coma at all.
One hundred and eighty-five dollars.
She must ask Mo Yan to return it knife by knife today.
Originally!
With her strength, Mo Yan couldn't imprison her at all, but if Mo Yan hadn't been driven into madness, how could she have been able to get rid of the ghost contract.
Taking the form of a white rabbit.
Just when Li Muge was planning to attack Mo Yan when he wasn't paying attention, he didn't expect that Mo Yan would attack him himself.
Mo Yan suddenly transformed into a dagger.
Plunge into your own heart and let the tip of the knife be stained with your own blood.
Then he knelt down next to the Sansheng Stone, and with a pious expression, he used magic to erase Xuan Chen's name next to Li Muge's name one stroke at a time.
Then little by little, with his own efforts, his name will exist next to the name of Li Muge, the three-life stone.
"Mo Yan, are you crazy? If you don't die, you will lose all your cultivation." Li Muge supported Mo Yan and persuaded him kindly: "Mo Yan, I think I heard Sister Lushui say that."
"The marriage on the Sansheng Stone is destined by God, but it cannot be changed. Don't waste your efforts."
"No, believe me, Muge, you are destined to be mine, and we will have a good ending."
Mo Yan's eyes were red.
It screams like a small beast.
On the Sansheng Stone, no matter how many times Mo Yan carved it with a dagger stained with his heart's blood, Xuan Chen would always be next to Li Muge's name.
.
"Stop doing this, Mo Yan, don't be so stupid. No matter what happens, you will die."
"Besides, my name is not Muge. My name is Jimo. Mo Yan, you have a bad memory and have forgotten it."
"Muge." Mo Yan insisted on using his hard work in exchange for a chance to be with Li Muge.
On the Sansheng Stone.
Once Mo Yan's name disappears, he will quickly re-engrav it with his own blood.
Li Muge has never met anyone as stupid as Mo Yan.
Even if he doesn't risk his own life, he still wants to be with her.
Just as her will relaxed, a manzhu-sandhua flower suddenly appeared from the Sansheng Stone and surrounded Li Muge.
Li Muge couldn't help but reach out and touch her.
But this Manzhu Shahua suddenly came into Li Muge's mind.