Quick Wear: What to do, he loves the crazy evil god

Mu Ci sighed, "Wenren Lu, did I let you go?"

Zhuang Yueqing: “…” Xiao Ci still likes Wen Renlu more. Has he fallen in love with someone else?

Under the dim light in the yard, the man's eyes were shining brightly. Even if he had been disappointed a thousand times, as long as that person called him, he would turn around for him without hesitation.

Wen Renlu's eyes flickered slightly, with hope in them, "Xiao Ci..."

The tone was questioning and the voice was trembling.

"Wait for me first." Mu Ci gestured to Wen Renlu, then pushed Zhuang Yueqing into the bedroom and said soothingly, "Wait for me here. I have something to tell you later."

"Okay, I'll wait for you." Zhuang Yueqing looked calm, but she was actually very worried.

The flickering candlelight on the round table in the guest room adds a touch of softness and warmth to the quiet room.

The two of them sat close together around a round table. Mu Ci held Wen Ren Lu's big hand that was placed on the table, and rubbed his knuckles with his fingertips.

"What should I call you?" Mu Ci's eyes were burning. "Brother, I'm Xiao Ci."

The man clenched his hands on the table suddenly, his body tensed instantly, and the turmoil in his eyes was not concealed at all.

After that, his lips opened and closed, and only two trembling sounds came out, "Xiao Ci..."

Mu Ci placed his hands on the back of the man's hands, his eyes frank, "I'm sorry, I didn't say goodbye to you in every life; I'm sorry, I didn't respond to you in the second life; I'm sorry, I shamelessly used you in the third life. I'm sorry, I should have recognized you earlier."

Mu Ci's words made Wen Renlu's expression change from extreme shock at the beginning to a feeling of grievance that did not need to be expressed out loud. In the end, he did not understand what Mu Ci meant by recognizing it earlier.

Would you have responded to him sooner if you had recognized him earlier?

It’s better to reject him as soon as possible.

While he was wondering, Mu Ci suddenly stood up, bent over and leaned towards him, forehead against forehead. The touch of her warm skin made his throat tighten instantly. Then he was wrapped in the faint sandalwood scent that was unique to Mu Ci.

Memories that were both strange and familiar flashed through my mind frame by frame.

Mu Ci, who was dressed in white from the Upper God Realm, followed the white-haired and white-dressed Lord Duzai regardless of wind or rain, calling out, "Master, Master."

When he went to the divine realm to experience tribulations, Du Zai wore a blue shirt and had black hair. He was addressed as "senior brother", but he was still a follower behind Du Zai.

Then, on the Cliff of Ten Thousand Swords.

The blue clothes were burned with blood, Du Zai's black hair turned white, his eyes were bloodshot, and he hugged Mu Ci, who was no longer dead, and cried to the sky.

The Wanjian Cliff was littered with corpses. Du Zai jumped off the cliff holding Mu Ci.

Du Zai did not die after jumping down, but the Lord Du Zai from the upper realm of the gods did not return. He just went to the upper and lower realms of the gods with a demonic aura, searching for Mu Ci. Wherever he went, no living thing would survive.

Finally, Lord Duzai's soul dispersed and disappeared into the upper realm of gods.

In order to reunite the soul, Mu Ci dispersed his spiritual cultivation and went to the small world to start his journey to find his past life.

After sharing the memories, Mu Ci stepped back slightly, both of their faces already filled with tears.

A familiar yet unfamiliar memory. Although the face of the person in it was Du Zai's, he felt that it was himself, and he was also Du Zai's soul.

He has never been an unimportant person to Mu Ci, he is Mu Ci's master and Mu Ci's lover.

“Xiao Ci!” Wen Renlu stood up and hugged Mu Ci tightly, wanting to rub into his bones and blood, never to be separated, “Xiao Ci, I am also the soul of the Duzai God, right?”

"Master..." Mu Ci raised his head and pressed it against the man's cheek, whispering to him, tears streaming down his face, with both sadness and happiness.

After Wen Renlu learned the truth and calmed down, he pushed Mu Ci to Zhuang Yueqing.

Zhuang Yueqing saw that Mu Ci's eyes were still red, obviously he had just cried, and she was worried, "Xiao Ci, did Wen Renlu bully you?"

Mu Ci threw himself into the man's arms and shook his head, "No, I let him see what happened to us a long, long time ago. Looking at those memories, he couldn't help but feel sad."

The hand around Mu Ci's waist suddenly tightened, and Zhuang Yueqing's nervous voice came from above his head, "You two happened a long time ago, Xiao Ci, then do you and I have a past?"

Mu Ci raised his chin, looked at the face that looked exactly like his master, and said very seriously, "You and I in the past are exactly the same as Wen Renlu and I in the past."

In Zhuang Yueqing's shocked and puzzled eyes, Mu Ci also let him know the ins and outs of the matter and only showed him what happened between the two of them in the Upper God Realm.

I told him that he was scattered into the small world to experience tribulations, and that I came to find him.

Zhuang Yueqing has no memory of his past life, unlike Wen Renlu, who had to go through four lives before he could truly let go.

The first thing Zhuang Yueqing said after accepting it was, "So, these days, I have been jealous of myself."

"Yeah!" Mu Ci nodded heavily, his eyes sparkling. He hooked his hands around the back of the man's neck and kissed him on the lips.

Zhuang Yueqing didn't say anything else, just hugged Mu Ci quietly. After a while, she said, "It's getting late, Xiao Ci, you can rest here tonight. I'll sleep in the empty room in the yard."

After leaving a kiss on his lips, Zhuang Yueqing left the bedroom, leaving Mu Ci standing there in a daze.