NIP Chapter 693 691: You Will Die
Chapter 693 691: You Will Die
Xin Ziruo knew very well that she and Mo Lin were mortal enemies.
She would never let Mo Lin grow unchecked.
For years, she had been plotting to completely eliminate Mo Lin.
She had done many things for this purpose.
If she made a move, it had to be a fatal blow.
There couldn't be a repeat of what happened at the Great Spirit Mountain.
Back then, Mo Lin faced a certain death situation at the Great Spirit Mountain, yet he managed to survive.
This was the most regretful thing in Xin Ziruo's life.
"For the time being, none of you should act against Mo Lin."
Xin Ziruo's eyes narrowed slightly, coldly saying, "Since Mo Lin dares to come back, I definitely won't let him leave the East District alive."
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"Is this the Gen Family?
Don't stop me... I want to see Lord Mo Lin... I beg you, let me see Lord Mo Lin, can you?"
"I don't have much time."
A noisy commotion came from outside the door.
Mo Lin, who was chatting with the Gen Family Business in the courtyard, was startled by the noise outside the door.
Mo Lin followed the direction of the sound and saw a young man.
This man was about one meter seventy tall, slender and small in stature, estimated to weigh around a hundred pounds.
His appearance was very ordinary, dressed in light gray clothes.
At the moment he saw Mo Lin, the man's pupils instantly reddened, tears uncontrollably streaming down his face.
"Lord Mo Lin... You really are Lord Mo Lin."
Qing San's voice was trembling.
"Succeeded... finally succeeded..." Qing San knelt to the ground, his voice shaking as he shouted.
"Who are you?" Mo Lin cautiously asked Qing San.
"Yes, yes, yes..."
Qing San, as if he suddenly remembered something, hurriedly said, "I'm here to tell you, you absolutely must not go to the battle at Wan Feng Mountain.
You will die."
Hearing the word "die," Mo Lin's heart skipped a beat.
It was as if the feeling of being beheaded at the Great Spirit Mountain resurfaced.
"Who are you?" Mo Lin asked once more.
"I know you don't believe me, but please hear me out.
The spirits of Beihai have been trapped by Xin Ziruo.
Yun Xue'xue was plotted by Xin Ziruo to leave the East District.
Cui Xinyun was also plotted by Xin Ziruo to leave your side.
Jiangzhou People have also been persecuted by Xin Ziruo.
Xin Ziruo did all this just to leave you isolated and alone, and then kill you at Wan Feng Mountain." Qing San urgently said to Mo Lin.
As he spoke more, it was evident that Qing San's jet-black hair was gradually turning white.
It seemed to become aged.
As if there was a price to pay for saying these words.
Qing San gave Mo Lin a feeling of knowing everything, as if he knew what was about to happen.
"Who are you?" Mo Lin asked again.
"You are the hope of the East District, you are the hope for ordinary people to survive.
You cannot die at Wan Feng Mountain, I beg you, don't go to Wan Feng Mountain." Qing San pleaded with Mo Lin.
"Swoosh..."
Suddenly, Qing San's body caught fire, bright red flames engulfing Qing San.
Mo Lin raised his hand to use Ghost Qi, attempting to extinguish the fire.
But an uncanny thing appeared, these flames were stronger than Ghost Qi, as if they could burn through everything, instantly devouring the Ghost Qi.
"I come from five years in the future." With Qing San's last words, his body was completely consumed by the unknown flames, leaving not even a trace of bones.
Qing San and his people, totaling over thirty thousand, conducted a sacrifice.
Over thirty thousand willingly went to their deaths, in exchange for a chance to return five years ago.
The probability of returning to the past was only one in ten million.
Though the odds were slim, over thirty thousand staked their lives.
The future was already hopeless for survival, only the past offered a chance for life.
Mo Lin was their hope to live.
Looking at the empty setting, Mo Lin felt confused, as if Qing San had never appeared.
Not even leaving a trace here.
"Lies?" Mo Lin murmured skeptically.
A person inexplicably appeared, then inexplicably said some strange words, anyone would find it puzzling.
Gen Family Business, with a serious face, did not think it was a lie at all.
In today's chaotic world, anything could happen.
And Mo Lin was not immortal, it was normal for Mo Lin to die as well.
"Mo Lin, something happened."
Six-Eared Mingyue appeared in front.
"I just got the news, Yin Qi plans to execute Jiangzhou People at Wan Feng Mountain." Knowing Mo Lin's eldest sister was Jiangzhou People, Six-Eared Mingyue came to inform Mo Lin of this news.
Yin Qi's pupils suddenly shrank, his body trembling as he leaned back muttering to himself, "Wan Feng Mountain?"
Six-Eared Mingyue saw Gen Family Business's timid reaction and retorted, "So cowardly, is Yin Qi's name really that terrifying?"
Mo Lin froze, then revealed a bitter smile, "Are you saying I really am going to die at Wan Feng Mountain.."
Mo Lin absolutely could not watch his elder sister be executed.
Therefore, Mo Lin had to go to Wan Feng Mountain.
If one knows nothing, it's not frightening.
It's just this kind of situation, knowing you'll die at Wan Feng Mountain.
Then having to go to Wan Feng Mountain, this feeling is strange, it's like going to die.
"Going?" Six-Eared Mingyue asked Mo Lin.
"Going." Mo Lin slowly replied.
Gen Family Business grasped Mo Lin's hand, shaking his head as he said, "Mo Lin brother, I beg you, don't go.
I beg you, don't go to Wan Feng Mountain."
Not to mention whether the message Qing San just delivered was true or false.
In matters of life and death, Gen Family Business didn't dare think too much.
Mo Lin faced Gen Family Business with a serious expression.
"If I fear death, how will I seek revenge against Xin Ziruo in the future?
How will I destroy the Yellow Springs Realm?
Kill the Evil Buddha?
Rid the world of Evil Spirits?"
No matter life or death, this trip to Wan Feng Mountain, Mo Lin must go.
Even knowing the enemy intended to target him, Mo Lin had to go.
Gen Family Business let go, sitting desolately on the ground.
Mo Lin patted Gen Family Business on the shoulder, comforting, "No problem."
Then Mo Lin looked at Six-Eared Mingyue, slowly saying, "Let's go, take me to Wan Feng Mountain."
"I can't accompany you to Wan Feng Mountain, you go to Wan Feng Mountain first.
I have to go summon the Six-Eared Race."
Six-Eared Mingyue knew very well that if Mo Lin went to Wan Feng Mountain, there would definitely be a big battle.
Therefore, she had to go call for reinforcements.
Six-Eared Mingyue was very powerful herself, but it was still not enough.
"Alright." Mo Lin nodded and then separated with Six-Eared Mingyue.
Wan Feng Mountain is to the west of the East District, spanning two provinces, the journey is quite far.
...
Bones lay scattered, the air filled with the stench of decay.
Drizzling rain spread in the air.
Sticky mud made the ground clinging to his feet.
Mo Lin arrived at a county to shelter from the rain.
This county was very strange.
The doors of every household were wide open.
Some people were kneeling at the door.
Whether girls, the elderly, or children.
The people kneeling at the door seemed like they were in mourning, dressed in white hemp, head lowered without speaking, letting the rain soak them.
Outside, the rain was getting heavier, forcing Mo Lin to find a place to shelter in a house.
"Young brother, you're an outsider."
Deep inside the house, an old man spoke to Mo Lin, "It's raining heavily outside, when it stops, leave immediately.
Don't spend the night here, you will die."
"An Evil Spirit?" Mo Lin asked, puzzled.
"Since the fall of the Great Spirit Mountain, Ghost-Controlling Masters have gradually decreased, and the order of the East District has collapsed.
In these turbulent times, it's difficult for us ordinary people to survive." The old man, dressed in a deep blue Zhongshan suit, hunched over, spoke in a tone of despair.