Tian Yuan

Chapter 2020: Borrowing Things, Please Stay

Half a year ago, Chu Mo went to Dizhou, met with Luo Liuyin, and chatted with him for a while.

A few days after returning, he heard Chen Qingyuan's voice. After hesitating for a while, he decided to go out and meet him.

Although Chu Mo was very reluctant to stay in the clan, his injuries had not yet healed, so he had to come back to recuperate and could not delay for too long.

"I want to borrow something from you."

Chen Qingyuan and Chu Mo were far apart, and they communicated via voice transmission. He did not approach the Illusion Sea, and was somewhat cautious.

The ancient gods have a strong foundation, and even if their ancestors are dead, they should not be underestimated. At this critical moment, Chen Qingyuan did not want to cause trouble and tried to avoid some trouble.

"Rakshasa?"

Chu Mo knew Chen Qingyuan's intention with just one glance.

"Yes."

Chen Qingyuan nodded in acknowledgment.

Chu Mo had a blank expression on his face and was silent for a while.

Thinking of the conversation with Chen Qingyuan during their last meeting, Chu Mo decided to take out the Rakshasa. The specific outcome would depend entirely on fate.

"Wait."

So, Chu Mo left a word and turned to go into the seabed.

After returning to the clan, the top leaders learned of Chen Qingyuan's purpose and were naturally furious and refused to agree.

With Chu Mo's persistence, the clan's top leaders were unable to stop him.

Even if Chu Mo fails, he is still a very powerful being. Whether the God Clan can maintain the current situation in the future depends on Chu Mo's presence, and the relationship cannot be too strained.

In addition, the people of the God Clan were very clear that they could not deal with Chen Qingyuan, so they could only make friends with him as much as possible.

Soon, Chu Mo stood on the sea again.

call out!

Chu Mo waved his palm in the air, the void beside him was torn apart, and the dark Rakshasa spear went straight towards Chen Qingyuan.

The spear stopped in an area thousands of miles away from Chen Qingyuan and vibrated slightly several times.

"If it agrees, you can borrow it."

After all, he is an imperial soldier, Chu Mo can't force him.

If the weapon spirit does not cooperate, it cannot exert its full strength and thus loses its meaning.

Rakshasa is a thing of the ancient emperor of the gods, and its size is very large, like a giant pillar. However, this kind of extreme weapon can be big or small, as long as it is willing.

"Would you like to walk with me for a while? I will return to the God Clan soon."

Chen Qingyuan couldn't force it, he could only invite her sincerely.

Luosha remained silent and did not respond yet.

Chen Qingyuan was not in a hurry about this. He stood there motionless and waited patiently.

Although this was the second time Luosha and Chen Qingyuan met, their feelings were complicated.

When they first met, the master died in the ancient road. He decisively rejected Chen Qingyuan's sincere invitation.

Chen Qingyuan was not wrong in that battle.

As for the death of the lord, it is truly a relief.

As the life artifact of the ancient emperor of the God Clan, how could Luosha not know the thoughts of his master. For the so-called revival of the clan, the master gave up too many things.

Diing in the starry sky, the ending is not too bad.

Therefore, Luosha did not hate Chen Qingyuan.

Although he did not hate him, his lord died because of Chen Qingyuan after all. Luosha's mind was very confused and it was difficult for him to go with him.

The spirit of the weapon also has feelings, and it is difficult to let go in a short period of time.

"If you don't want to, you will be buried at the bottom of the sea like before, unable to see the world for countless years, and endure the loneliness of the long years."

Chu Mo's voice was a little hoarse. It came from the Sea of ​​Illusion and reached the location where Rakshasa was. He hoped that it could think it through and not regret it.

Hearing these words, Luosha suddenly felt a chill. Since it was forged, it has basically been submerged in the world and has been staying at the end of the seabed with its master.

The master practiced and never talked to the Rakshasa, which made it feel lonely.

At first, it often spoke, but never got a response from its master. Later, it gradually got used to this way of getting along, and it lasted for millions of years.

Other extreme instruments can fall into a deep sleep, but Luosha cannot. Because the master often needs Luosha's cooperation when he is cultivating and practicing.

Those years were particularly long for Luosha.

How should I choose?

Luosha looked at Chen Qingyuan in front of him, hesitant.

"I promise not to humiliate you and let you show the style you deserve."

“It’s better to take a good look at this world than to be buried deep under the sea.”

"Rakshasa, would you like to?"

"..."

The atmosphere was dull for a long time, and Chen Qingyuan said a lot of sentences in a row.

However, Rakshasa did not respond at all.

"Since you don't want to, then forget it."

Seeing that Luosha had a hard time making a choice, Chen Qingyuan sighed inwardly and simply gave up. Before leaving, he bowed his hands to show respect, and then turned around and left.

Looking at Chen Qingyuan's departing back, Luosha inexplicably felt a sense of discomfort.

Swish!

At this time, Chu Mo crossed billions of miles of the void and came to Luosha's side. He said calmly: "Follow him, you won't be wronged. If you miss him, you may regret it."

Zheng——

Luosha trembled and only replied with one sentence: "I don't know."

It is very confused about its future life.

"If you don't know, can you let me make the decision for you?"

Perhaps out of pity, or perhaps out of empathy, Chu Mo suddenly said this.

Luosha was silent for a few breaths, then shook slightly, indicating that he would let Chu Mo handle it.

Under the subtle influence of the Lord, the relationship between Luosha and the ancient gods was deeply bound and difficult to break. Therefore, whether it was willing or not, it was difficult for it to take the initiative to leave the gods.

During the peak battle that day, the words spoken by the ancient emperor of the gods were not a joke, but came from the heart. If he died at the hands of Chen Qingyuan, then the emperor's weapon in his hand could be replaced by another owner.

The ancient emperor of the gods has been in shackles since he was young. He has struggled for the great cause of his tribe all his life. He has never enjoyed a single day and does not know what happiness feels like.

He has no friends, no lovers, only the Rakshasa forged after his enlightenment.

In his heart, he actually felt very guilty towards Luosha.

In his opinion, if he failed, Luosha could follow Chen Qingyuan, which would be a good result. At least, he would not be trapped in the dark and illusory seabed.

He hopes that Rakshasa can have the freedom that he never had in his life.

Even though he had become the king of the world, he was still bound by the ideas instilled in him by his tribe since childhood. He could not break free and could not rest until his death.

Sadly.

The current Chu Mo is so similar to the ancient emperor of the gods who died in the battle.

blah blah blah!

Chu Mo grabbed Rakshasa and hurried on his way.

The place they were heading to was not the Sea of ​​Illusion, but the Fuliuxing Region, which was the direction Chen Qingyuan left.

Because Chu Mo was hurrying along at full speed, he quickly caught up with him, used the sonic secret technique, and said, "Chen Qingyuan, please stay!"

The familiar breath and voice made Chen Qingyuan stop where he was.

Turning slowly, he just happened to see Chu Mo coming with a spear.

This posture made Chen Qingyuan a little wary.