Black Belly Summoner: Strong on the Evil Emperor

A huge darkness struck, covering him from behind like an overwhelming sky.

"You are not qualified to...be emotional..."

The words hit every nerve line of his like a mantra.

His whole body was stiff, allowing the darkness to engulf him, and he couldn't even move.

He closed his eyes, and when he felt his body again, he saw Nalan Zhenyue's worried face.

It is the dormitory building of Zifeng College, and the location is her room.

Mo Zifei was very calm. He sat up with his upper body and stroked his forehead with one hand. The long hair on both sides fell down and blocked his face.

Nalan Zhenyue suddenly grabbed his hand, "What's wrong? Why did you suddenly pass out?"

Mo Zifei didn't answer right away, but raised his head and looked at her deeply.

Such eyes seem to be able to see through people's hearts.

His face was even a little pale, and his lips were slightly pursed together.

Nalan Zhenyue was still waiting for him to speak, but in the next second, Mo Zifei grabbed her hand, hugged her, rested his chin on her shoulder, and only after a while did three words appear. ,"sorry."

Nalan Zhenyue was taken aback.

"Why are you saying sorry to me?"

For some reason, at that moment, she suddenly changed Mo Zifei as if she was going away from her.

Mo Zifei hugged her hand even tighter, but said: "Many times, I always think how easy it is to touch, but I don't know that there is a word called untouchable."

It is clearly in front of my eyes, I want to touch it, but I find that the distance is getting farther away, like that dream, the spell-like words, and the woman spinning on the lawn, the same smiling face, the melodious music, the darkness... ...

"What are you talking about? What's wrong?"

"Is it a dream? I haven't had a dream for a long time."

Nalan Zhenyue frowned tightly.

Mo Zifei's abnormality, and the uneasiness in his heart.

He put his hand on her cheek, it was cold to the touch, and her complexion was still the same, now even the color of her lips had turned pale, only the long hair, black and soft, remained unchanged.

Mo Zifei's voice became extremely erratic, and even his sight became extremely distant. He seemed to be looking at her, but it didn't look like he was looking at her.

"I don't know where I came from, I don't know what the end of the years is, I don't know where the future is going, I don't know what it's like to die, I live endlessly in the years, and now, I don't even have the qualifications?" His words paused , "Still, what is hidden behind this is the fact that I can do nothing..."

Nalan Zhenyue was stunned by such pale words, such pale emotions, and such Mo Zifei.

I have never seen him show such an expression before, his mood is low, like something that can be grasped clearly, but it turns out that there is no way to grasp it.People have desires, seven emotions and six desires, that is, if they want not to be hurt, not longed for, not expected, without any hope, then abandon those desires and become a person who has no desires and no desires.

But the world is unpredictable, Mo Zifei has always been Mo Zifei, with his ignorance, like a lost child, who thought he could just get lost like this, at least it would not increase other emotions except confusion, but in his own On the road, there was such a smile.

guide.As if in a daze, he approached her.

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