The birthplace of many contained objects in the endless dimension, the victims there, and the people distorted, suppressed, and imprisoned by the contained objects there have all returned to normal.

In an instant, cheers resounded through the dimensions.

All the members of the club have understood in an instant that the ultimate bearer named Hei Di has been born in the world.

With his own power, he eliminated all the contained objects in the world. So far under the blue and white world, everything is natural.

This act of turning the world around and living countless lives is enough to teach countless common people to sing long songs for it, and its merits are immeasurable.

For a time, the common people and the song.

However, people soon forget all this.

Moxing Cangyue understands that the act of resurrection is too shocking, and the natural society of many worlds simply cannot accept it.

This itself is also unnatural. People will remember it for a lifetime, but if you want it to be natural, you have to distort everyone's thinking and tamper with this memory.

Because people are like this, if the power of absolute characteristics is in the hands of others, they will worry, fear, and fear. At the same time, I hope to be in my own hands.

Even if you can't get it, you will find ways to chase after the non-existent things from generation to generation.

Therefore, Mo Poor dominated the human world, and the last mental distortion, for those who did not participate in the containment, it seemed that nothing had happened.

As for the members of the society, as for the peripheral personnel, even the D-class personnel, and those government personnel who have participated in the containment.

In the end, Mo Poor chose to keep their memories.

Because he knows the members well, he has come step by step from a blue and white club that is the most typical and powerless.

The demonic Cangyue also understands Mo Qiong.

He knew why Mo Poor did this, no one deserved to die, no one deserved to lose everything.

Ordinary people affected by the containment, one or two abnormalities are just episodes in life.

The memory of the contents should not belong to their lives.

However, for those members who have dedicated their entire lives to the cause of containment, those memories are their own life.

If they forget, how can they forget? How is this different from depriving them of the meaning of their entire lives?

David, everything he has learned since he was born is for containment.

It is true that Mo Poor can make his memory have other meanings, a life that is different from the ordinary scenery.

But it's not David anymore, that's just a man twisted by Mo Poor's mind. A poor creature living in a life arranged by others without knowing it.

Mo Xing Cangyue is very understanding, he said: "Mo Poor, member of Lanbai Club, how do you arrange it?"

"All the inmates in the heavens can enter the blue and white realm. If they want to stay in the lower realm, they should give up their own characteristics." Mo Poor said.

Master Gou laughed and said, "Who wants to stay here? Get rid of all my characteristics, I want to go home!"

But soon, all the members looked at Mo Poor.

After all this is done, where will Mo Poor go?

The world is all white, but I am alone in black. Could it be that this last black emperor cannot go home?

"You still have one last thing you didn't do." Demonic Cangyue said.

Mo Poor smiled and said, "I still have a lot of things to do..."

Moxing Cangyue said: "You can detach yourself. You already have the appearance of Po Luoge. Of course, maybe he is not what I imagined. He is completely indescribable."

"But I think, detachment is not a difficult thing for you. You can find and explore the method by yourself. I can't provide it anymore."

"In a field that I can't describe, doing things that I can't describe."

"Your characteristics determine that you can also transcend endlessly, completely beyond my control, and become me, my god, and even my god... an indescribable and unimaginable existence in your life."

Mo Poor said: "You want me to also step into the endless unknown?"

Magic Cang Yue said: "Absolutely hits, so that you can reach everything you see, get everything you know, and surpass everything you shoot."

"In this dimension, there is no one more suitable than you. You want to end the containment era, and you have already done it, but you have not."

"Because as long as I am still here, everything is not over. Only when you surpass me can you truly end the era of containment."

Mo Poor said calmly: "Are you fooling Po Luoge like this?"

Mo Xing Cangyue said: "I did persecute him a little bit, but what I said is the truth. You can become Mo Qiong in an endless unknown state. The unknown is infinite, and your achievements are also infinite. Maybe One day, you will regard me as the scenery on the side of the road and easily surpass it. To transcend infinitely is to end the era of containment infinitely."

Master Gou and other members of the commune stared at Mo Poor, they would not affect Mo Poor's decision at the moment.

Luo Yan also looked up at Mo Poor, this scene seemed familiar. After all, some people should embark on a journey that others will never be able to reach.

"I have come here not for myself. What I want is to end the era of containment. You want me to explore the endless unknown?" Mo Poor said.

Moxing Cangyue said: "If you don't go, I can also find the loopholes in your order, and continue to affect this place, the containment, as long as I think, I will still be able to figure out a way to bypass the things you set up sooner or later." Features, derived from..."

"I know, so I left, and you are the same. It seems that you are against me." Mo Poor said.

Moxing Cangyue said: "Isn't this because you are fighting with me? I said, I will let you go, and I will never describe you again. It can affect the observation of the information here. If you insist on staying, what do you want me to write later?"

Mo Poor said: "You really won't let go... Do you think I want you to let go?"

Moxing Cangyue didn't know what to answer at this moment.

Mo Poor said: "When I learned about this, I already assumed that as long as you are still alive, you will not let go of this interface, and you will keep writing."

"I... need you to let me go?"

"..." The demonic Cangyue has nothing to say, what should I say? No matter what Mo Poor said, he directly assumed that he would continue to interfere.

This person, no matter what others say, is just a reference, he always has his own judgment.

If the worst possibility exists, then he will consider it as if it exists.

"You... want to stay in this world forever?" Demonic Cang Yue asked.

Mo Poor said: "How can you sweep the world if you don't sweep a house? Leave a characteristic that is destined to be cracked by you, and then leave irresponsibly? Mr. Lan Da, he did this because he didn't want to do this. It is the endless unknown itself. Bo Luoge, also did the same, because if he stayed, he would be persecuted by you, and he went on step by step for himself, which is the selfishness of human nature."

"I'm not saying they're irresponsible, I'm just saying that my responsibility is my home."

"If you want this place to be orderly and natural forever, the known way is not to explore the unknown, that's too lucky. It's just that I'm here for a day, and you can't get around me!"

"Perhaps, the absolute hit you mentioned is the 'information essence'. Any method will be resolved by me, and any boundary added to the top of the head will be surpassed by my absolute hit... Such rhetoric, also You lied to me."

"But I don't care. Soldiers come to block the water and cover them with earth. I will follow whatever trick you have."

"I'm here, if you want the Containment Era to appear here again, you kill me first!"

Moxing Cangyue realized that there was no need to say let go, Mo Poor directly assumed that he would not let go, and decided to stay forever.

He can try to bypass the Black Emperor's order, just like playing with Qingfeng's so-called ultimate containment measures.

However, in front of this kind of omnipotent, infinitely detached heavenly ghost, he can no longer play tricks.

He couldn't get around Mo Poor.

Unless the demonic Cangyue kills Mo Poor, Mo Poor will be here, suppressing his own settings forever!

Either kill Mo Poor, or there will be no containment era forever!

"If you want me to kill you, it would be better if I kill myself." Demonic Cang Yue said.

Luo Yan's eyes widened, he couldn't believe that the Supreme Heavenly Ghost, the observer of the origin of the interface, the so-called author, actually compromised.

Moxing Cangyue can do almost everything in the interface he observes, except that he can't make Mo Qiong no longer Mo Qiong.

Just as Mo Poor cherishes this world, the demonic Cangyue also cherishes him.

Not to mention killing him, even if he twisted Mo Poor's mind, he would not bear it.

"Oh." For the author's emotional compromise, Mo Poor has only one oh.

Moxing Cangyue knew that no matter what she said, she would not be able to shake Mo Poor's judgment.

It is true that as long as Mo Qiong is around for a day, he will not be able to defeat Mo Qiong.

Mo Poor doesn't care about this, because it doesn't matter whether it's a lie or not, whether it's true or not, and whether the author can't avoid the absolute hit.

Mo Poor has decided to give his all and try his best to the end.

This is the truth, the world is all white, and I am the only one who is black!

Hei Di regards himself as a tool, as the real ultimate containment measure, as long as he exists for a day, the containment era will not come!

"The black emperor of the world, the master of heaven and earth, the blue and white of Yongzhen, the pastoral song of the common people." Lin Xiqiu said.

Lin Xiqiu had already understood the compromise of Demonic Cangyue, and bowed to Mo Poor.

Luo Yan and other people in the blue and white world have already understood the decision of the Black Emperor.

He gave up the endless unknown and indescribable future, and lived in this world forever.

So far, endless dimensions, endless up and down dimensions, the entire interface observed by the author has really ushered in a man who only wants peace in his homeland.

…

Tsk, the whole book is over...

…

"Tsk... Transcendence is a means, not an end. Why is it that in your mind, you are either going forward or staying in this world forever?" Mo Qiong said.

Huh? Demonic Cang Yue was stunned. It's all over!

"Wait a minute, I have finished writing the whole book. Although according to the usual practice, Mr. Lan Da needs to write it, but this can be regarded as a certain degree of completion, and I can no longer describe Mr. Lan Da." Demonic Cangyue wrote.

Mo Poor said: "That has nothing to do with me, will you kill me or not?"

"I said, let me kill you, I would rather kill myself. Didn't I promise you? You Yongzhen Interface, I have no choice." Mo Xing Cangyue wrote.

Mo Poor said: "I didn't say I want the interface of Yongzhen, you forced me to hang the ending of 'forever', are you lying to yourself? You can't lie to me, right?"

"..." Demonic Cang Yue knew that Mo Poor had never said that.

Mo Qiong said that he would stay, and the demonic Cangyue went straight ahead, and directly came to Yongzhen Lanbai.

This is actually a kind of interference, a calculation, and an invisible constraint.

You can fool the readers, you can fool the author yourself, but you can't fool Mo Poor.

"Well, I really can't hide it from you, I really lied to myself... Hahaha!" Moxing Cangyue had no choice but to confess honestly.

In fact, he, or rather, I, is very clear. What is Yongzhen blue and white, it can't restrain Mo Qiong at all.

According to the absolute hit of the information, as the author, there is no way to stop it.

Everything Mo Qiong knows can be reached, and everything Mo Qiong can shoot can be surpassed.

This is a man who can transcend infinitely. Although he has decided to stay, he doesn't need to stay forever.

Go up if you want to go up, go beyond if you want to go beyond, go home if you want to go home.

He doesn't need to be like blue █ and white █, going forward and never looking back.

Mo Poor is an almighty detached person who can turn back. Because his ambition is not in the infinite unknown itself, he will not have the completely indescribable achievements of the first two. But he can **** at will, detached for an unknown number of layers, and comes back when he gets homesick.

Able to advance and retreat, up and down, countless unknown scenery, he has seen it before, it is the landing point, and he can go again at any time...

It is neither infinitely detached, nor guarded forever.

One person can't guard the infinity, that's too lucky. But what he cherishes is only limited.

Mo Poor, the end of the containment era, you can take care of what you can see, but what does it matter to him if you can't see it?

Even if one day surpasses the author, Lanbaishe will always be his home, his root.

If you want to go, you can go, and if you want to go back, you can go back. When to leave and when to return, there is no limit.

This free will, or in terms of unimaginable heights, can't really compare with the scale of blue █ and white █ chasing endlessness itself.

But it is Hei Di's great freedom.

"So you will still be detached, right? When will you go? That completely unknown world... After you see it, can you give me some enlightenment or something?" Moxing Cangyue wrote.

"It has nothing to do with you, you are not immortal, why ask so much?" Mo Poor said.

The demonic Cangyue is really uncomfortable to death!

Life is so short, he is just a mortal, when Mo Poor wants to transcend, it has nothing to do with him.

Look at the meaning...

"Are you going to boil me to death?" Demonic Cangyue wrote, shuddering at the same time.

Mo Poor said: "I didn't say that... I just said, you can kill me."

The demonic Cangyue was helpless, realizing that in his lifetime, he might not be able to see the wider unknown.

"What else do you have..." Moxing Cangyue wrote.

"When will you write your next book?" Mo Poor asked.

"Actually, when I was communicating with you, I hadn't started writing this book yet." Demon Xing Cangyue wrote.

Mo Poor said: "Have you not written yet?"

Moxing Cangyue wrote: "The conversation between me and you will be described in the third person when it is in progress, because it is serialized. To readers, it will seem as if it just happened. I don't say it, they don't I don’t know, you have won for a long time before I wrote this book. The scene at this moment, as early as when I wrote the description, has already happened in my brain or observation.”

"As for the Tianshu information, I can't see it when I'm actually chatting with you. Because for me, it hasn't happened yet. In my brain observation, it is a blank that needs to be filled. After I start writing, I will add to it based on readers' comments."

"And one of the names I describe as evil like an ancient **** is a blank place to take the blame. I will choose a reader to take the blame."

Magic Cangyue, when writing this text, has already arrived in 2019, and has experienced the harmony of being reported, and then made changes to the facts that have been observed in writing.

Due to some kind of interference, this book is no longer the complete version of the truth observed in the author's mind.

Except for him, the original observer, all other readers are indirect observers, and what readers see are second-hand versions.

They don't know the truest picture of Mo Poor's life, and they no longer know the truest content of the last communication between the author and Mo Poor. What they are writing at this moment is only the superficial version.

The demonic Cang Yue also didn't know whether that harmony was originally done by Mo Qiong.

Whether he has planned something for himself, or is still planning something, as a mortal author, living in the tide-like society and the confusion of ignorance, it is impossible to describe it comprehensively.

There are obstacles of knowledge and vision in the heart, and only from the many surfaces can one figure out a bit of one-sidedness.

"Will you come when I get married?" Mo Poor said.

This is interesting, Moxing Cangyue wrote: "I will let Lin Xiqiu go, he has full authority to represent me. Unfortunately, I can't go in person...but I can observe and describe it."

Mo Poor said: "The next book is ready, show me the idea first, and I will review the manuscript."

"Don't! It's not... you really want to kill me? I've already given you the interface of the Lanbai Club, and you've already made it impossible for me to interfere there. You won't even let go of my other books. ?” Mo Xing Cang Yue felt very uncomfortable, and wrote silently.

Mo Poor said: "You want to observe my wedding and not let me censor your next book?"

"What kind of logic is this?" Mo Xing Cang Yue wrote.

But he already understood what Mo Poor meant, this was an exchange.

If you want to describe Mo Poor's wedding, you have to ask Mo Poor to be the editor of the next book.

Ah, I really want to write about your wedding.

Magic Cangyue wrote: "Are you still there?"

"Poor ink?"

"Don't be like this, I even promised readers to be a guest at your wedding."

"Speak, brother, save face."

"Hei Di, are you not married anymore?"

"If you agree, let's write the book, not all the books, right?"

"Do you interfere with all your books? Don't you feel how good I am to you?"

"Ruthless! Believe it or not! I'll kill you!"

"All right, all up to you."

Then I hit the ellipsis.

…

The birthplace of many contained objects in the endless dimension, the victims there, and the people distorted, suppressed, and imprisoned by the contained objects there have all returned to normal.

In an instant, cheers resounded through the dimensions.

All the members of the club have understood in an instant that the ultimate bearer named Hei Di has been born in the world.

With his own power, he eliminated all the contained objects in the world. So far under the blue and white world, everything is natural.

This act of turning the world around and living countless lives is enough to teach countless common people to sing long songs for it, and its merits are immeasurable.

For a time, the common people and the song.

However, people soon forget all this.

Moxing Cangyue understands that the act of resurrection is too shocking, and the natural society of many worlds simply cannot accept it.

This itself is also unnatural. People will remember it for a lifetime, but if you want it to be natural, you have to distort everyone's thinking and tamper with this memory.

Because people are like this, if the power of absolute characteristics is in the hands of others, they will worry, fear, and fear. At the same time, I hope to be in my own hands.

Even if you can't get it, you will find ways to chase after the non-existent things from generation to generation.

Therefore, Mo Poor dominated the human world, and the last mental distortion, for those who did not participate in the containment, it seemed that nothing had happened.

As for the members of the society, as for the peripheral personnel, even the D-class personnel, and those government personnel who have participated in the containment.

In the end, Mo Poor chose to keep their memories.

Because he knows the members well, he has come step by step from a blue and white club that is the most typical and powerless.

The demonic Cangyue also understands Mo Qiong.

He knew why Mo Poor did this, no one deserved to die, no one deserved to lose everything.

Ordinary people affected by the containment, one or two abnormalities are just episodes in life.

The memory of the contents should not belong to their lives.

However, for those members who have dedicated their entire lives to the cause of containment, those memories are their own life.

If they forget, how can they forget? How is this different from depriving them of the meaning of their entire lives?

David, everything he has learned since he was born is for containment.

It is true that Mo Poor can make his memory have other meanings, a life that is different from the ordinary scenery.

But it's not David anymore, that's just a man twisted by Mo Poor's mind. A poor creature living in a life arranged by others without knowing it.

Mo Xing Cangyue is very understanding, he said: "Mo Poor, member of Lanbai Club, how do you arrange it?"

"All the inmates in the heavens can enter the blue and white realm. If they want to stay in the lower realm, they should give up their own characteristics." Mo Poor said.

Master Gou laughed and said, "Who wants to stay here? Get rid of all my characteristics, I want to go home!"

But soon, all the members looked at Mo Poor.

After all this is done, where will Mo Poor go?

The world is all white, but I am alone in black. Could it be that this last black emperor cannot go home?

"You still have one last thing you didn't do." Demonic Cangyue said.

Mo Poor smiled and said, "I still have a lot of things to do..."

Moxing Cangyue said: "You can detach yourself. You already have the appearance of Po Luoge. Of course, maybe he is not what I imagined. He is completely indescribable."

"But I think, detachment is not a difficult thing for you. You can find and explore the method by yourself. I can't provide it anymore."

"In a field that I can't describe, doing things that I can't describe."

"Your characteristics determine that you can also transcend endlessly, completely beyond my control, and become me, my god, and even my god... an indescribable and unimaginable existence in your life."

Mo Poor said: "You want me to also step into the endless unknown?"

Magic Cang Yue said: "Absolutely hits, so that you can reach everything you see, get everything you know, and surpass everything you shoot."

"In this dimension, there is no one more suitable than you. You want to end the containment era, and you have already done it, but you have not."

"Because as long as I am still here, everything is not over. Only when you surpass me can you truly end the era of containment."

Mo Poor said calmly: "Are you fooling Po Luoge like this?"

Mo Xing Cangyue said: "I did persecute him a little bit, but what I said is the truth. You can become Mo Qiong in an endless unknown state. The unknown is infinite, and your achievements are also infinite. Maybe One day, you will regard me as the scenery on the side of the road and easily surpass it. To transcend infinitely is to end the era of containment infinitely."

Master Gou and other members of the commune stared at Mo Poor, they would not affect Mo Poor's decision at the moment.

Luo Yan also looked up at Mo Poor, this scene seemed familiar. After all, some people should embark on a journey that others will never be able to reach.

"I have come here not for myself. What I want is to end the era of containment. You want me to explore the endless unknown?" Mo Poor said.

Moxing Cangyue said: "If you don't go, I can also find the loopholes in your order, and continue to affect this place, the containment, as long as I think, I will still be able to figure out a way to bypass the things you set up sooner or later." Features, derived from..."

"I know, so I left, and you are the same. It seems that you are against me." Mo Poor said.

Moxing Cangyue said: "Isn't this because you are fighting with me? I said, I will let you go, and I will never describe you again. It can affect the observation of the information here. If you insist on staying, what do you want me to write later?"

Mo Poor said: "You really won't let go... Do you think I want you to let go?"

Moxing Cangyue didn't know what to answer at this moment.

Mo Poor said: "When I learned about this, I already assumed that as long as you are still alive, you will not let go of this interface, and you will keep writing."

"I... need you to let me go?"

"..." The demonic Cangyue has nothing to say, what should I say? No matter what Mo Poor said, he directly assumed that he would continue to interfere.

This person, no matter what others say, is just a reference, he always has his own judgment.

If the worst possibility exists, then he will consider it as if it exists.

"You... want to stay in this world forever?" Demonic Cang Yue asked.

Mo Poor said: "How can you sweep the world if you don't sweep a house? Leave a characteristic that is destined to be cracked by you, and then leave irresponsibly? Mr. Lan Da, he did this because he didn't want to do this. It is the endless unknown itself. Bo Luoge, also did the same, because if he stayed, he would be persecuted by you, and he went on step by step for himself, which is the selfishness of human nature."

"I'm not saying they're irresponsible, I'm just saying that my responsibility is my home."

"If you want this place to be orderly and natural forever, the known way is not to explore the unknown, that's too lucky. It's just that I'm here for a day, and you can't get around me!"

"Perhaps, the absolute hit you mentioned is the 'information essence'. Any method will be resolved by me, and any boundary added to the top of the head will be surpassed by my absolute hit... Such rhetoric, also You lied to me."

"But I don't care. Soldiers come to block the water and cover them with earth. I will follow whatever trick you have."

"I'm here, if you want the Containment Era to appear here again, you kill me first!"

Moxing Cangyue realized that there was no need to say let go, Mo Poor directly assumed that he would not let go, and decided to stay forever.

He can try to bypass the Black Emperor's order, just like playing with Qingfeng's so-called ultimate containment measures.

However, in front of this kind of omnipotent, infinitely detached heavenly ghost, he can no longer play tricks.

He couldn't get around Mo Poor.

Unless the demonic Cangyue kills Mo Poor, Mo Poor will be here, suppressing his own settings forever!

Either kill Mo Poor, or there will be no containment era forever!

"If you want me to kill you, it would be better if I kill myself." Demonic Cang Yue said.

Luo Yan's eyes widened, he couldn't believe that the Supreme Heavenly Ghost, the observer of the origin of the interface, the so-called author, actually compromised.

Moxing Cangyue can do almost everything in the interface he observes, except that he can't make Mo Qiong no longer Mo Qiong.

Just as Mo Poor cherishes this world, the demonic Cangyue also cherishes him.

Not to mention killing him, even if he twisted Mo Poor's mind, he would not bear it.

"Oh." For the author's emotional compromise, Mo Poor has only one oh.

Moxing Cangyue knew that no matter what she said, she would not be able to shake Mo Poor's judgment.

It is true that as long as Mo Qiong is around for a day, he will not be able to defeat Mo Qiong.

Mo Poor doesn't care about this, because it doesn't matter whether it's a lie or not, whether it's true or not, and whether the author can't avoid the absolute hit.

Mo Poor has decided to give his all and try his best to the end.

This is the truth, the world is all white, and I am the only one who is black!

Hei Di regards himself as a tool, as the real ultimate containment measure, as long as he exists for a day, the containment era will not come!

"The black emperor of the world, the master of heaven and earth, the blue and white of Yongzhen, the pastoral song of the common people." Lin Xiqiu said.

Lin Xiqiu had already understood the compromise of Demonic Cangyue, and bowed to Mo Poor.

Luo Yan and other people in the blue and white world have already understood the decision of the Black Emperor.

He gave up the endless unknown and indescribable future, and lived in this world forever.

So far, endless dimensions, endless up and down dimensions, the entire interface observed by the author has really ushered in a man who only wants peace in his homeland.

…

Tsk, the whole book is over...

…

"Tsk... Transcendence is a means, not an end. Why is it that in your mind, you are either going forward or staying in this world forever?" Mo Qiong said.

Huh? Demonic Cang Yue was stunned. It's all over!

"Wait a minute, I have finished writing the whole book. Although according to the usual practice, Mr. Lan Da needs to write it, but this can be regarded as a certain degree of completion, and I can no longer describe Mr. Lan Da." Demonic Cangyue wrote.

Mo Poor said: "That has nothing to do with me, will you kill me or not?"

"I said, let me kill you, I would rather kill myself. Didn't I promise you? You Yongzhen Interface, I have no choice." Mo Xing Cangyue wrote.

Mo Poor said: "I didn't say I want the interface of Yongzhen, you forced me to hang the ending of 'forever', are you lying to yourself? You can't lie to me, right?"

"..." Demonic Cang Yue knew that Mo Poor had never said that.

Mo Qiong said that he would stay, and the demonic Cangyue went straight ahead, and directly came to Yongzhen Lanbai.

This is actually a kind of interference, a calculation, and an invisible constraint.

You can fool the readers, you can fool the author yourself, but you can't fool Mo Poor.

"Well, I really can't hide it from you, I really lied to myself... Hahaha!" Moxing Cangyue had no choice but to confess honestly.

In fact, he, or rather, I, is very clear. What is Yongzhen blue and white, it can't restrain Mo Qiong at all.

According to the absolute hit of the information, as the author, there is no way to stop it.

Everything Mo Qiong knows can be reached, and everything Mo Qiong can shoot can be surpassed.

This is a man who can transcend infinitely. Although he has decided to stay, he doesn't need to stay forever.

Go up if you want to go up, go beyond if you want to go beyond, go home if you want to go home.

He doesn't need to be like blue █ and white █, going forward and never looking back.

Mo Poor is an almighty detached person who can turn back. Because his ambition is not in the infinite unknown itself, he will not have the completely indescribable achievements of the first two. But he can **** at will, detached for an unknown number of layers, and comes back when he gets homesick.

Able to advance and retreat, up and down, countless unknown scenery, he has seen it before, it is the landing point, and he can go again at any time...

It is neither infinitely detached, nor guarded forever.

One person can't guard the infinity, that's too lucky. But what he cherishes is only limited.

Mo Poor, the end of the containment era, you can take care of what you can see, but what does it matter to him if you can't see it?

Even if one day surpasses the author, Lanbaishe will always be his home, his root.

If you want to go, you can go, and if you want to go back, you can go back. When to leave and when to return, there is no limit.

This free will, or in terms of unimaginable heights, can't really compare with the scale of blue █ and white █ chasing endlessness itself.

But it is Hei Di's great freedom.

"So you will still be detached, right? When will you go? That completely unknown world... After you see it, can you give me some enlightenment or something?" Moxing Cangyue wrote.

"It has nothing to do with you, you are not immortal, why ask so much?" Mo Poor said.

The demonic Cangyue is really uncomfortable to death!

Life is so short, he is just a mortal, when Mo Poor wants to transcend, it has nothing to do with him.

Look at the meaning...

"Are you going to boil me to death?" Demonic Cangyue wrote, shuddering at the same time.

Mo Poor said: "I didn't say that... I just said, you can kill me."

The demonic Cangyue was helpless, realizing that in his lifetime, he might not be able to see the wider unknown.

"What else do you have..." Moxing Cangyue wrote.

"When will you write your next book?" Mo Poor asked.

"Actually, when I was communicating with you, I hadn't started writing this book yet." Demon Xing Cangyue wrote.

Mo Poor said: "Have you not written yet?"

Moxing Cangyue wrote: "The conversation between me and you will be described in the third person when it is in progress, because it is serialized. To readers, it will seem as if it just happened. I don't say it, they don't I don’t know, you have won for a long time before I wrote this book. The scene at this moment, as early as when I wrote the description, has already happened in my brain or observation.”

"As for the Tianshu information, I can't see it when I'm actually chatting with you. Because for me, it hasn't happened yet. In my brain observation, it is a blank that needs to be filled. After I start writing, I will add to it based on readers' comments."

"And one of the names I describe as evil like an ancient **** is a blank place to take the blame. I will choose a reader to take the blame."

Magic Cangyue, when writing this text, has already arrived in 2019, and has experienced the harmony of being reported, and then made changes to the facts that have been observed in writing.

Due to some kind of interference, this book is no longer the complete version of the truth observed in the author's mind.

Except for him, the original observer, all other readers are indirect observers, and what readers see are second-hand versions.

They don't know the truest picture of Mo Poor's life, and they no longer know the truest content of the last communication between the author and Mo Poor. What they are writing at this moment is only the superficial version.

The demonic Cang Yue also didn't know whether that harmony was originally done by Mo Qiong.

Whether he has planned something for himself, or is still planning something, as a mortal author, living in the tide-like society and the confusion of ignorance, it is impossible to describe it comprehensively.

There are obstacles of knowledge and vision in the heart, and only from the many surfaces can one figure out a bit of one-sidedness.

"Will you come when I get married?" Mo Poor said.

This is interesting, Moxing Cangyue wrote: "I will let Lin Xiqiu go, he has full authority to represent me. Unfortunately, I can't go in person...but I can observe and describe it."

Mo Poor said: "The next book is ready, show me the idea first, and I will review the manuscript."

"Don't! It's not... you really want to kill me? I've already given you the interface of the Lanbai Club, and you've already made it impossible for me to interfere there. You won't even let go of my other books. ?” Mo Xing Cang Yue felt very uncomfortable, and wrote silently.

Mo Poor said: "You want to observe my wedding and not let me censor your next book?"

"What kind of logic is this?" Mo Xing Cang Yue wrote.

But he already understood what Mo Poor meant, this was an exchange.

If you want to describe Mo Poor's wedding, you have to ask Mo Poor to be the editor of the next book.

Ah, I really want to write about your wedding.

Magic Cangyue wrote: "Are you still there?"

"Poor ink?"

"Don't be like this, I even promised readers to be a guest at your wedding."

"Speak, brother, save face."

"Hei Di, are you not married anymore?"

"If you agree, let's write the book, not all the books, right?"

"Do you interfere with all your books? Don't you feel how good I am to you?"

"Ruthless! Believe it or not! I'll kill you!"

"All right, all up to you."

Then I hit the ellipsis.

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