Chapter 349 Forget Love

Northern region, forgetful, hazy clouds.

In the towering peaks, many forgetful disciples flew out and suspended in mid-air, looking at the deepest part in surprise.

"Uh..."

The cry of pain came from the depths of forgetfulness and lasted for three days.

This is Qin Mengli's voice, which is full of intense pain. Many forgetful disciples can't imagine what kind of situation would make Qin Mengli speak out in pain.

Murongqing can't keep the cold as usual, slowly approaching the depths of the mountain with a surprised look...

"Get out!" Qin Mengli's roar came out and shouted, "Who let you in? I said that no one is allowed to approach. Get out of here!"

A stream of air came from the depths of the clouds and bombarded Murong's body on the spot, shaking it far away.

"Puff!"

Blood spewed out, Murongqing stepped on a mountain peak, threw it in the crowd of forgetful disciples in the rear, his face was pale, and he looked at the deep pupils constantly changing.

On a mountain, the vegetation gradually lost their vitality and dried up and fell to the ground. A piece of green is lost, and the whole mountain seems to become a dead peak, and there is no green.

There is a hut on the mountain, which slightly penetrates a touch of green light.

In the hut, a figure fell to the ground, and every shaking all over the body made the aura of heaven and earth tremble, and the Taoism was unrivaled, but the face was full of pain.

Qin Mengli was dressed in green, and the green silk was scattered. Her white fingers tightly grasped the cracked ground, pinched into the seam of the ground, grasped it tightly, and had crushed a large piece of stone.

"Ah..."

For a long time, in a painful cry, a wisp of blue light appeared on Qin Mengli's head.

The green light appeared, wrapped in mid-air, and gradually condensed into a human figure. Immediately, a figure stepped out of the air and stood on the land, overlooking Qin Mengli.

This is a seemingly young man with black hair and a Taoist bun. He wears a cyan robe with bamboo leaf embroidery thread, which looks like dusty.

The man's face is white, his lips are thin and his nose is high, and his eyes are as deep as the starry sky. He seemed to be the master of heaven and earth, looking down at Qin Mengli.

Qin Mengli twitched and raised her head, looked at the man, and gently opened her lips and said, "Master, I didn't expect you to be alive..."

If the rest of the monks in the world hear Qin Mengli's words, everyone will be shocked.

Forgotten love, this name is a legend!

Two hundred years ago, the forgetful son was born and swept all directions. He can be said to be invincible in the world. There are even repeated acts of killing enemies, which people dare not underestimate.

Later, after the forgetful son became a strong man in the Holy Land, he swept the world, and no one was his opponent. The master of the empty religion of the previous generation, the supreme of the underworld of the previous generation, and the abbot of the Putian Temple of the previous generation...

Those strong people who have died are not the opponents of love. He is the first person who deserves it!

Facts also prove this. The rest of the people have died, but the forgotten love is still alive, beyond the limit of human life, almost immortal!

"Master, have you become a fairyland?" Qin Mengli asked feebly.

Wonderland is equivalent to a fairy. After reaching this realm, it is enough to fly to heaven with your heart. If you don't want to fly up, you can naturally stay in the world, but you can only stay for a hundred years at most. A hundred years later, it must rise!

"The peak of the Holy Land." Forgetting his feelings, he said lightly, and his voice was magnetic. He looked at Qin Mengli and said, "But after devouring your forgetfulness, I can step into the fairyland."

"Without forgetfulness, I will definitely die..." Qin Mengli muttered, and then showed a miserable look: "But this is also expected, from the time you controlled my mind more than a hundred years ago."

There is a soft light in her eyes, not for forgetting, but for nearly 100 years.

Why did Qin Mengli, who used to have a good temper, finally become ruthless? No one knows, even if Yun Qingwu is very confused, he can't understand.

But today's Qin Mengli is extremely clear.

When the former forgetful Taoist - the forgetful son was about to die, he was unwilling to dissipate in the world, so he carried out a great conspiracy!

The body of the forgotten love has decayed, but the soul has invaded the most talented disciple Qin Mengli. It coexists with the soul of Qin Mengli, but it can control each other to achieve the goal for himself.

He has made a lot of preparations for today.

"I just beg you to let go of the light dance... Although she has reincarnated, I know you can find her." Qin Mengli said softly.

"I really didn't expect that so many accidents would happen in this link." The forgetful son said indifferently and said, "Do you know that immortals are also divided into ranks?"

Qin Mengli didn't say anything, just looked at the forgetful son.

The forgetful son said lightly: "If you become a strong man in a fairyland, you will fly to heaven, which is equivalent to a person standing on a high place and suddenly stepping into a low place. How can I tolerate this kind of thing? I chose four people as the carrier to devour your Taoism, and I can surpass the fairyland in one fell swoop, that is, surpass the ordinary immortals and become high immortals. At that time, I will be able to call for wind and rain in heaven.

After a pause, the forgetful son continued to say, "Four people are indispensable. May I ask, how can I let Yun Qingwu go?

In the past, Qin Mengli's generation was the most talented, so it became the target of forgetfulness. In the next generation, Yun Qingwu is the most talented, so it is also regarded as a target.

"Over the years, you have controlled my thoughts and done a lot of things that I'm sorry for dancing!" Qin Mengli gritted her teeth and said.

As the master of Yun Qingwu, Qin Mengli once loved Yun Qingwu very much. How can Yun Qingwu bear the pain of three generations of emotional separation and decades?

In fact, those are all acts of forgetfulness!

"So what?" The forgetful son said coldly, "As long as it can help me, even if all the people in the world die, what's the matter?"

"You... are so cruel..." Qin Mengli struggled to say.

"Seeing you are so painful, I'll give you a good time." The forgetful son said coldly, suddenly took action and grabbed Qin Mengli's head.

Qin Mengli's eyes widened, and her pretty face turned pale and struggled slightly, but it was useless.

A wisps of cyan light shuttled out from the top of Qin Mengli's head and was attracted to the forgotten son, forming a huge cyan vortex.

This is the Taoism of forgetfulness and the Taoism of Qin Mengli.

"Originally, it was to absorb the Taoist practice of the four saints to help me achieve great success, but I didn't expect that now there were only three saints left..." The forgetful son muttered, absorbing love from Qin Mengli, and while also extermination of the other party's life.