Start: Forced by the family to become a magician

Chapter 269

Blue sky and white clouds, green grass, a clear stream, winding down, like a paradise.

Beside the babbling stream, a petite figure is playing with the colorful butterfly, and from time to time it emits a silver bell-like laughter, like a cheerful elf.

Bright teeth, skin like jade fat.

A pair of big eyes of the water spirit spirit are full of clarity, without a trace of impurities. The red fluttering face is like an apple, laughing, and two shallow dimples....

Fang Mo looked at the petite figure like an elf stunnedly, and he was a little overwhelmed for a while.

It was a figure buried deep in his heart.

It was his obsession and his only regret.

It is also the last trace of his human bondage now.

Now, he suddenly appeared alive in front of him....

Fang Mo was a little in a trance, everything was like a dream, which made him unbelievable.

"Young Master, you are finally here, Yue'er has been waiting for you for a long time!"

Yue'er also found Fang Mo at this time, and flew towards him like a milk swallow returning to his nest.

"Month... Yue'er..." Fang

Mo slowly lowered his head and looked at Yue'er in his arms, his voice in his throat a little choked.

Immediately afterwards, Fang Mo closed his eyes and hugged Yue'er tightly, as if he was afraid of losing it again.

"The young master knows that Yue'er won't die..." muttered Fang Mo softly.

At this time, he seemed to no longer be the high, cold and ruthless Blood Lord Lord, but an ordinary family young master with seven emotions and six desires, joy, anger and sorrow.

"The young master swears that he will never let you suffer any more harm in the future..."

Fang Mo looked at Yue'er in his arms and said softly.

Hearing this, Yue'er raised her head and revealed a bright smile, and a pair of small tiger teeth looked particularly cute.

"Young Master, you see how beautiful it is here, accompany me to catch butterflies!"

Saying that, Yue'er took Fang Mo's hand and ran and frolicked happily among the flowers and plants.

Fang Mo looked at Yue'er's figure, with a knowing smile on his face, letting her play.

"Haha, young master, look at this!"

Yue'er squatted next to the stream, her eyes cunningly holding a handful of stream water and splashing it towards Fang Mo.

Fang Mo did not hide, smiled and let the cool stream spill on his body, and looked at Yue'er with pampered eyes.

At this moment, he seemed to return to the past.

"Haha, the young master is so stupid!"

Yue'er covered her small mouth, and the laughter like silver bells echoed in the air.

Fang Mo shook his head helplessly and smiled.

...

I don't know how long I frolicked, Fang Mo stopped, looked at the cheerful Yue'er in front of him, and slowly spoke:

"Yue'er, go back with the young master."

"Young Master, do you see the beauty here?"

Yue'er pointed to the beautiful scenery of the fairy land in front of her, her eyes looked at Fang Mo without blinking, bright and clear.

"Beautiful, beautiful."

Fang Mo said softly.

"Yue'er wants the young master to accompany Yue'er here forever, is that okay?"

Yue'er's clear eyes were full of expectation and begging.

"Okay, young master accompanies you."

Fang Mo took a deep look at Yue'er in front of him and said softly.

Yue'er's eyes curved into a crescent moon.

From this day on, Fang Mo seemed to have forgotten the identity of the blood lord, and changed back to the former Fang family eldest young master, accompanying Yue'er to play freely.

Forget time, forget everything.

Laugh heartily and be carefree.

...

Until that day, Yue'er wanted to take Fang Mo's hand as usual, but was rejected by Fang Mo.

Yue'er looked up at Fang Mo, and there were some doubts in her clear eyes.

Fang Mo did not speak, but stared at Yue'er tightly, as if to engrave her smile deeply in his mind.

Long.

"Girl, even if I exhaust the Nine Ghosts, I will definitely find the way to come back from the dead for you..."

muttered Fang Mo softly.

"Young Master, what's wrong with you?"

Yue'er shook Fang Mo's arm and looked at him with a puzzled face.

Fang Mo waved his hand lightly, and Yue'er fell to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, Yue'er's body began to gradually become illusory.

She looked at Fang Mo helplessly.

Fang Mo's face showed a trace of pain, and he slowly closed his eyes.

After a few breaths, Yue'er's petite body turned into nothingness, silent and silent.

The wind stops raining and the stream stops.

There was a dead silence between heaven and earth, as if static.

In the next second, Fang Mo suddenly opened his eyes.

Crimson as blood, violent and cold.

"No matter who you are, this seat will make you unable to survive, unable to seek death!"

He looked up at the sky, his black hair dancing wildly, and his voice full of violence.

Immediately afterwards, a terrifying murderous aura swept out from his body, like a blood dragon coming out of the abyss, directly hitting the Nine Heavens.

"Boom..." Above

the nine skies, there was a faint earth-shattering roar.

The next moment, the space around Fang Mo was like a mirror, and strange cracks appeared.

Before long, the whole heaven and earth were covered with cracks.

"Click... Finally

, with the sound of a mirror shattering, the heavens and the earth shattered.

Blue sky, white clouds, babbling streams... Everything turned into nothingness, replaced by a desolate, lifeless and barren scene.

The weeds withered and the bones were all over the ground, making people shudder.

Fang Mo's eyes were scarlet as he looked at the scene in front of him, and his body exuded monstrous blood power.

"Huh... You were able to break through the Illusion of No Return?

A cang sang voice sounded in Fang Mo's ears.

When Fang Mo heard this, his scarlet gaze scanned the surroundings, and finally stopped his gaze on a towering giant tree not far away.

The giant tree was about a hundred feet thick, with its branches twisted and strong, and its black bark was covered with traces of time.

Looking up, it is even more high, straight into the sky, majestic and terrifying.

Fang Mo turned a blind eye to this, staring at the giant tree with scarlet eyes, and slowly said: "

Then everything is your ghost?"

"Boom..."

Several dry branches on the giant tree shrank a little, revealing a large gray eyeball on the trunk.

"Young man, even if you break through the old immortal illusion, you can't step into the forbidden area, go back."

The vicissitudes of the demon tree sounded again.

"Honza will step over your corpse today!"

A violent voice sounded from Fang Mo's mouth.

The next moment, a terrifying scene of corpse mountains and blood seas appeared behind him, and the firmament changed color.

The sea of blood churned, and the bones rose and fell.

The sound of countless ghosts crying and howling filled the heavens and the earth, making people shudder.

The murderous aura is overwhelming, like substance.

"What a thick bloody aura..." The

gray eyeball rolled down, and there was a hint of surprise in Cang Sang's voice.

"Death to Honza!"

Fang Mo let out a low roar, and the aura of the Yuan King Realm burst out.

Countless blood-colored tentacles rose from the sea of blood, wrapped in the bloody wind, and headed towards the demon tree bee chrysalis.

The blood is rolling and covering the sky.

"Hehe, I haven't met such an interesting little guy in tens of thousands of years..." The

gray eyeballs stared at the blood-colored tentacles in the sky and slowly spoke.

In the next second, the great earthquake trembled, and countless terrifying rhizomes broke out from the ground and met the blood-colored tentacles in the sky.

"Boom..."