How was this possible?!
Gu Mang's two souls that were in charge of memory and consciousness had clearly been removed. The Time Mirror could only let people go back to the past, but it could not make any changes to the real world.
How could Gu Mang come out of the Time Mirror and recover his past memories?
However, before he could think about it, a shrill cry came from the bat tower. Suddenly, a bat beast flapped its wings and attacked Gu Mang! The bat beast spread its wings, and dozens of fiery arrows shot towards the ground like a storm!
Jiang Yexue said, "Be careful!"
He wanted to defend himself, but the arrows were too fast, and he could not dodge them in time. Seeing that he was about to be hurt by the bat beast, suddenly, a talisman was thrown from the side. The talisman immediately opened up a boundary that was surging with lightning, and blocked all the fiery arrows outside the boundary!
The person who threw the talisman was not someone else, but Gu Mang …
Although Gu Mang's mind was still in a mess, he was still a commander after all. He suddenly jumped up, and his movements were fierce and sharp, like a frost knife that was unsheathed at night, shining with cold light.
After a moment, there was a strange sound behind them. When they turned around, there was a tide of demon rats rushing towards them.
Jiang Yexue was surrounded by enemies, and it was difficult for two fists to fight against four hands. Gu Mang did not have time to tidy up his chaotic memories, and did not have time to think about other things …
Others might not be able to fight right after being stimulated, but Gu Mang was different. Gu Mang was a general who could command tens of thousands of people without rest for three days and three nights. He was simply born with a natural ability to adapt and control the war.
He made a prompt decision and threw away the distracting thoughts. A pair of sharp blue eyes looked around and made a rough judgment of the situation:
First, there was the Time Mirror. The Time Mirror had sunk back into the blood pool and disappeared.
Then there was Shan Gao. The pig demon had been sealed by an extremely complicated talisman and had fallen into a deep sleep. It was abandoned in a corner.
But other than that, there was a Demon Luring Golden Token on the ground. It looked like it was thrown by Shan Gao before he was subdued. At this moment, countless demons were rushing out from all corners because of this golden token.
Looking at the casualties, Mo Xi's condition was very bad, and Jiang Yexue was not much better. There were several scars on his body, and his white robe was mottled with blood. As for Murong Chuyi …
Gu Mang frowned and asked, "Where is Murong Chuyi?! Where is he? "
Jiang Yexue, "Chuyi, he, he went to the top of the tower to save Chenqing."
In other words, he could not rely on his strength for the time being.
Gu Mang quickly calculated the strength of the enemy and himself. Seeing that the Rat Tide was getting closer and closer, he suddenly stood up and shouted in a low voice, "Wind Ripple!"
A ray of silver-gold light flashed in his palm and condensed into the shape of a Suona Divine Martial Sword. The white silk ribbon tied to the end of the Divine Martial Sword flowed in the darkness like the Milky Way.
"Summon!"
Mo Xi's handsome face was pale. He looked at Gu Mang's back. Gu Mang's Divine Martial Sword let out a distant and hazy sound and burst into a dazzling light —!
But a moment later, the blazing light of the summoning suddenly shattered.
The Divine Martial Sword that had not fully condensed turned into specks of light and scattered in all directions.
"…" Gu Mang sighed. This was his attempt to risk everything — there were too many demons. A group attack weapon was the best choice, and his only group attack weapon was the Divine Martial Sword. But he was not surprised by the failure of the summoning.
His spiritual nucleus had long been shattered. After he inherited the memories of the Space-Time Mirror, although he could remember the incantation to summon the Wind Ripple, the Divine Martial Sword was bound by a contract with a soul. Without a strong soul and spiritual nucleus, he was destined to not be able to summon the Wind Ripple.
The Rat Tide was getting closer and closer. Gu Mang's eyes darkened. Finally, he shouted, "Eternal Night, summon!"
Before the sparkling specks of the Wind Ripple had completely dispersed, a strong Black Demon Qi flowed out of his palm and instantly condensed into a sharp black bayonet.
It was the Demon Martial Sword that was forged for him by Liao Country after he joined them. The Demon Martial Sword that almost took Mo Xi's life on Dongting Lake …
Bayonet Eternal Night!
Gu Mang raised his slender fingers and the bayonet spun nimbly in his palm a few times. Then, he shot out like an arrow from a bow. His movements were fast and ruthless, and he killed his way into the Demon Beast Tide. His Demon Martial Sword had its own Evil Qi. As long as the formation was activated, it would attract all demons and monsters to him, just like how blood attracted bats.
Soon, the swarm of demonic rats surrounded him. The thick black gas trapped him, and his figure was completely submerged. The only thing that could be seen was flames bursting out from time to time in the swarm of demons with him as the core. The broken bodies of the demonic beasts splashed out, and black blood splashed out.
Jiang Yexue was not like Mo Xi. It was only now that he realized something was wrong with Gu Mang. His expression also changed. He turned to ask Mo Xi, "Gu Mang … has he recovered?"
"…" Mo Xi did not answer. His pair of red phoenix eyes stared at the center of the Black Qi.
Seeing Mo Xi's expression, how could Jiang Yexue not understand? He was almost stunned, "Shan Gao said before that he wanted to make Gu Mang 'flashback'. Does this' flashback 'refer to recovery? … The Mirror of Time … can actually restore his memories when he is missing two souls? "
Mo Xi wanted to say something, but before he could open his mouth, he choked and coughed up black blood.
Jiang Yexue said in shock, "Lord Xi He …"
Mo Xi's injuries were actually much worse than Gu Mang's. Gu Mang was the one who directly entered the Mirror of Time. Although he was also affected by the Mirror of Time, it was an Ancient Divine Tool after all. It was not an overly evil item. As long as one entered and exited normally, the Mirror of Time would not cause too much damage.
Mo Xi was different. He was originally sucked into the Mirror of Time because he had forcefully protected Gu Mang. He could almost be considered an uninvited guest, an intruder. Therefore, although he did not do anything in the Mirror of Time, he had actually used up a lot of spiritual energy. When he came out, his physical strength had actually been weakened to a critical point.
However, Mo Xi looked at Gu Mang who was fighting among the demons. He looked at the Eternal Night Magic Weapon in Gu Mang's hand, which was surrounded by Black Qi. He endured it and swallowed the blood in his throat. He raised his hand and said hoarsely, "Sky-swallowing, summon."
The long-handled scepter, Sky-swallowing, appeared. Its entire body emitted a holy white light.
Looking at Gu Mang who was holding the Burning Country Magic Weapon, Mo Xi closed his eyes. He endured the mental and physical exhaustion, raised the scepter, and pointed it in the air. Instantly, a storm surged, and the sound of the waves came from the four seas.
"Sky-swallowing Whale!"
A beam of silver light gushed out from the scepter. A giant whale spirit body that could swallow the sun and swallow the sky broke through the sky! Following a howl that seemed to resound from ancient times, a violent gale rose from the ground. With an unstoppable force, it tossed all the Demonic Beasts that were attacking from within the bat tower into the air in an instant!
Immediately after, the giant whale swung its tail and charged toward the top of the Bat Tower. Those demons were also swept up to the top. At this time, Sky-swallowing Whale slapped its tail fiercely again —
In an instant, black blood filled the sky. Like a torrential downpour, it poured down from the top of the Bat Tower …
All the Demonic Beasts were torn apart!
In this rain of blood, Gu Mang turned his head in shock. His blue eyes widened, and he looked back at Mo Xi who was standing in the same place.
"Mo Xi …"
Mo Xi's hand that was holding the scepter was shaking. He did not open the barrier. The hot blood dripped onto his shoulder, his hair, and his pitch-black eyes.
It flowed down his pale cheeks.
Like tears of blood.
He stood in the torrential rain of blood, exhausted and helpless, and slowly closed his eyes.
The Mo Family's bloodline was fierce and domineering. Among them, the Sky-swallowing Divine Martial was the most terrifying. It could not even be controlled. As long as it was used, thousands of corpses were destined to float.
Therefore, Mo Xi had never used this move before.
Even if the two armies were in a stalemate, Mo Xi had always controlled himself. He did not let himself summon Sky-swallowing Divine Martial, and did not let himself recite "Sky-swallowing Whale".
This move would not only make all the witnesses think that he was a monster. More importantly, Mo Xi himself did not want to kill his opponents —
He hated the battlefield. He rode his horse into the army to protect, not to conquer, and certainly not for revenge. Whether the opponent was a human or a demon, good or evil, Mo Xi always wanted to be merciful and give the opponent a chance to turn back.
Therefore, he had the combat power to destroy thousands of creatures in one blow. However, he always resisted and did not use it.
But now …
In order not to see Gu Mang use the Burning Country's MCMAU to massacre.
In order to end everything as soon as possible.
In a state of near collapse, he actually used this ultimate move that he had almost never used before.
Jiang Yexue said softly, "Mo Xi …"
Mo Xi did not seem to hear him. He exuded the remnants of the Sky-swallowing Divine Martial's murderous aura. The barrier that Jiang Yexue wanted to set up around him was instantly pierced.
He stood there, alone in the blood.
"…" Gu Mang slowly retracted the bayonet in his hand. It turned into a cloud of black gas and retracted into his chest. Then, he walked towards Mo Xi.
Mo Xi had been standing in the same place, like a broken doll. His face was pale, his expression broken, and his eyes empty. He immersed himself in the pouring rain of blood.
Gu Mang stood in front of him and looked up at the drenched him.
Such a proud person, at this moment, was like an abandoned dog that had been hurt too deeply and did not know what to do.
However, Gu Mang's thoughts were also very messy at this moment. Although the memories he had retrieved were enough to wake him up, they also made him very uneasy and confused.
In the mirror, his reversed body recalled the events before the betrayal. Out of the mirror, these memories did not disappear. Instead, they connected to the past after he returned to the city as a captive.
To him now, it was as if he had just left the Chong Hua with Lu Zhanxing's head on his back. Then, he opened his eyes and found himself in a prisoner's carriage in his home country, a traitor who had been sent back to his country.
He had almost no memory of everything that had happened in the eight years of his betrayal.
This lack of crucial information made Gu Mang feel that many things at this moment were very strange and inexplicable. Therefore, he felt very sleepy, and this sleepiness made him more cautious.
"…" Gu Mang deliberated for a long time before he said to Mo Xi, "Thank you, Lord Xi He, for helping me out."
Hearing his voice, Mo Xi's black eyes moved. His gaze fell on Gu Mang. After a while, he said one word, "You …"
His throat was bitter, and so were the words that came out of his mouth. "… You remember everything?"
Gu Mang was silent for a while before he said, "Not everything. But … more or less. "
"…"
"At least now, my mind is clear. I'm a normal person."
"Then … what happened in the mirror … you still …"
"Yes." Gu Mang said, "I still remember everything."
Mo Xi didn't say anything. He closed his eyelashes and moved his Adam's apple. He seemed to want to keep his expression light and calm, but his lips were trembling slightly.
He closed his eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "That's good."
His heart was in a mess, and his body was exhausted to the extreme. At this moment, Mo Xi was almost as weak and exhausted as he was when he fell in a pool of blood in the battle of Dongting.
He didn't know how to face Gu Mang, so he repeated hoarsely, "That's good …"
After a pause, he asked again, "… Are you leaving?"
"Yes?"
"You don't want to continue to be a prisoner in Chong Hua. You didn't leave before because you couldn't remember. Now you remember. "Mo Xi said," Are you going to leave? "
Gu Mang was silent for a moment. Suddenly, he raised his hand and pulled open his collar slightly, revealing the black ring around his pale neck.
"…"
"Slave Locking Ring. You gave it to me. "
Gu Mang looked at him, "I'm your slave now. If you don't let me go, I'll never be able to leave."
Mo Xi seemed to be stabbed by his understatement, and his body shook slightly. It was not only because he had just learned a lot of secrets that he didn't know in the past in the illusion, but also because of Gu Mang's expression at this time —
He had seen many expressions of Gu Mang.
Brilliant, tolerant, pure, confused, sad, and dispirited.
He thought that no matter whether Gu Mang was crying, laughing, or angry, he would feel better. At least, he could feel that Gu Mang was still a living person who could be caught, chased, and touched.
He was only afraid of Gu Mang's ruthlessness.
Gu Mang only showed such an indifferent and ruthless face when he saw him a few times after he betrayed the country. This emotion immediately drew Mo Xi into the darkest part of the past — Gu Mang standing on the deck with a bayonet, his blood-stained handkerchief fluttering in the wind, telling him that there was no turning back.
Mo Xi wanted to speak, but the old scar on his chest hurt like a knife.
Or maybe it wasn't his scar that hurt, but the organ under the scar was spasming and breaking into pieces little by little.
His vision blurred, and he seemed to see a trace of unconcealable sorrow in Gu Mang's blue eyes.
He was eager to see if the sadness was real, and if it was an illusion caused by his obsession. So he moved forward …
His legs seemed to be filled with lead, and he suddenly fell forward.
The severe pain in his lungs made him choke and spit out a mouthful of blood. Gu Mang, who was caught off guard, instinctively reached out and hugged him, just like when he called him Gu Mang Senior Brother when they were young.
Jiang Yexue said anxiously, "He can't take it anymore. Put him down. I have Yun Ling Powder. Give it to him quickly. "
Mo Xi didn't care. He felt that his body was very light, and his soul seemed to break away from his body at any time. But he actually felt relieved in this feeling of dying.
Maybe he should have left that year on the Dongting ship. If he had left at that time, he wouldn't have had to suffer for so many years.
He was not a man made of steel and iron. After living in the cracks for so long, he was almost driven crazy.
Whether it was hurting Chong Hua or Gu Mang, he would feel pain. Every word he said to hurt Gu Mang, he would also feel pain. Every time he told himself to hate Gu Mang and not have any more selfish thoughts, every time he reminded himself of what Gu Mang had done and suffered over the years, every time he peeled off the past, it was like separating flesh and blood, and he would feel pain!!!
But he still had to live.
Without him, the Northern Frontier Army was destined to be scattered and fall apart.
He had to use his body, which had lost ten years of his life, to carry the old shadow left by an old friend.
Without him, Gu Mang still had to return to Luomei Villa.
He had to use his mansion, which could never be reunited and full again, to take in the ruins left by a hero.
Jiang Yexue's voice was getting fainter and fainter, "Mo Xi … wake up … Mo Xi …"
He was too tired. He looked at Gu Mang's blue eyes and wanted to raise his hand to touch them, but he didn't even have the strength to move his fingertips. He whispered, "Your … your eyes … how good it would be if they were black."
If they were black, I could still lie to myself and say that none of this happened, and that it was just a ridiculous nightmare I had when we were stationed at the border fortress.
I could also lie to myself and say that after this awakening, you were still the young man with a bright smile and full of hope, and I could still be by your side and listen to your jokes.
We were still in the garrison, and our military ranks were not high, and our salaries were so little. But all the people you loved, your brothers, and your friends were not far away from you. I could hold your hand sincerely, and only look at your side profile with love, and see the sunlight lingering on every inch of your face.
Mo Xi's eyes slowly closed.
Gu Mang, if your eyes were black … how good it would be …
At that time, our only immediate concern was whether or not Lu Zhanxing would suddenly open the tent's curtain and barge in recklessly.
At that time, I could still be filled with endless fantasy and hope for our future.
How good it would be.
Or, Mo Xi sorrowfully thought, if he had died during the battle at Dongting Lake, that would also be good …
It was probably because he had suffered too much that such a tough and stubborn person actually had such hope at this moment.
Before he completely lost consciousness, the last thing Mo Xi heard was the sound of a sword, followed by a clear and cold voice from afar.
— —
"I only went to the top of the tower to save someone. What are you all doing here?"
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