Morning Star

Chujiu, who had just stood up, saw the tail swinging towards her, and quickly jumped, narrowly avoiding it again. However, although she dodged it, she came into close contact with the ground. It hurt so much that her eyes were filled with tears.

He endured the pain and looked up at Mo Xinglan on the strange tiger's head.

The strange tiger acted as if it would take him with it even if it died, and at the end of its life it crashed into the stone wall.

Mo Xinglan, who was already seriously injured, could not withstand this suicidal collision. Chujiu, who was standing by, felt his scalp tingling and shouted at him, "Mo Xinglan, jump!"

"Oh!"

As soon as he finished shouting, accompanied by a loud bang, the tiger's head hit the stone wall.

Chujiu's eyes widened as he stared at the scene in front of him, feeling a chill in his heart.

It's over. I failed on the first mission. Mo Xinglan is dead! It's over!

No, we have to go and take a look. We can't just stand here like an idiot. In case we can still save the patient, we can try.

Ignoring the pain in his body, he pulled himself up and ran towards the dead tiger head lying on the ground.

"Mo Xinglan! Mo Xinglan, please don't die. Please don't die. Where are you? Mo Xinglan, Mo Xinglan, Mo Xinglan..."

She felt sad when she thought that Mo Xinglan was dead, her mission had failed, she could not go back, and she could not see her parents again.

On the other side, one meter away from the tail of the strange tiger, Mo Xinglan's difficult voice came: "Cough, cough... over here, cough..."

He was shouting like he was calling for his soul, but he wasn't dead yet.

"Oh."

Chujiu realized that he had gone in the wrong direction. He breathed a sigh of relief, responded embarrassedly, and turned around to walk in the direction of Mo Xinglan.

When Chujiu came to Mo Xinglan, he had already fainted. He checked his breath and was relieved to find that he was still breathing.

She grabbed his arm and carried him on her back towards the cave entrance. Although it was not as heavy as she had imagined, she was exhausted from the journey, and she was also injured in many places when she was fighting with the strange tiger.

He put Mo Xinglan down not far from the cave entrance, letting him half-lying against the stone wall.

Sit aside and rest for a while.

Pointing at Mo Xinglan, he said unhappily, "I have never carried any other boy except my brother. If you die, I will curse your ancestors for eighteen generations."

After saying that, he squatted down and checked his injuries.

After struggling for a while, they finally stripped his clothes off, leaving only a blood-stained white undershirt.

"Tsk, why is there blood all over this dress?"

"Why is there always a nice sweet smell?"

While talking to himself, he raised his nose and sniffed the air. He felt inexplicably addicted.

“It smells nice.”

He lowered his head and smelled himself again, but couldn't find the source of the fragrance.

It was not until he got close to Mo Xinglan and smelled it that he realized it was coming from him.

"Hey~ How come a grown man still smells so good?"

She shook her head in disgust: "I really don't understand you young people nowadays."

After taking off his clothes, he looked at the person in front of him and exclaimed: "Wow, what a nice waist this boy has! His skin is so white!"

He doesn't have hard and distinct eight-pack abs like those muscular men. Although it's not very obvious, the necessary lines are there. He is just the right amount of lean and slender. And for some reason, I always feel that I can't take my eyes off him. He is inexplicably attractive.

Attractive? Why would she think so? Is he poisonous?

Anyway, it can't be her problem.

He shook his head to get rid of those improper thoughts and reminded himself that he was here to save people.

Without gauze, Chujiu had to tear up one of his clothes to make use of it.

An hour later, I finally treated his injuries.

He collapsed on the ground, raised his sleeve to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

The blood-stained sleeve accidentally touched my nose and lips, and a sweet fragrance entered my nose.

"Huh? Why are my clothes scented too?"

After carefully checking the clothes, I found that only the places stained with Mo Xinglan's blood had the fragrance.

After thinking about it, I noticed that there was so much blood flowing from his wound, but I didn't smell any blood at all, only a sweet scent.

"Wow, there are people whose blood smells good."

However, she has traveled through time and space, and it was a world of cultivation, so what is impossible?

“Pah, pah, pah!” She raised her hand and gently patted his face. “Who the hell are you? Are you really a human?”

After asking, he felt something was wrong and withdrew his hand.

Oh, she is really crazy, she has been talking to herself for a long time.

He looked at his hands that were covered in mud and mixed blood: "Eh~"

She wiped it clean with disgust on Mo Xinglan's clothes that she had thrown aside.

He picked up the rag that had just been used to clean his wound, limped to the cave entrance, dipped it in the puddle and rubbed it, then limped back to clean his face.

It took several minutes just to wash his face, which shows how dirty his face was.

Now I can finally see what he looks like.

He closed his eyes and leaned against the stone wall quietly. His black hair fell casually on both sides of his shoulders and spread on the ground.

His face was as white as his body. His middle-parted bangs were slightly longer than his face and the ends were slightly curved inwards. His hair swayed gently on his forehead in the breeze that blew in from outside the cave, occasionally brushing against his pale face.

His forehead is smooth and clean; his thick eyebrows fly into his temples like a painting; his thick eyelashes are like butterfly wings; his eyes are slightly upturned; his nose is straight and peak-like. His lips are thin and a bit small, but just right, probably inherited from his mother. If you cover the upper half of his face, not looking at his body, and only looking at the lower half of his face, it is hard not to mistake him for a girl.

Looking at the face as a whole, the facial features are delicate and distinct, as if Nuwa spent a lot of time and effort carving them out carefully when she created human beings.

People say that beauty is like a painting, but he is more beautiful than the beauty in the painting.

Unconsciously, she reached out and gently stroked that pale and handsome face.

How can a man have such soft and smooth skin?

So nice!

She rubbed it and couldn't let it go.

The unconscious person frowned slightly after being rubbed, and when he slowly opened his eyes, he saw her.

Chujiu met those beautiful eyes that were like stars, and for a moment he forgot to take his hand back.

I couldn't help but shout in my heart: Oh~my dear, this boy is so handsome.

As she was admiring it, she suddenly felt a chill on her back. A chill rushed from the soles of her feet straight to her brain, and she reflexively withdrew her hand.

Looking at those eyes again, it only makes people feel cold.

As if to say, do you want to die? I'll give you a ride.

A few seconds passed, and the corners of her mouth trembled. She smiled awkwardly but politely: "I, I said, I was afraid that you would feel uncomfortable if you kept this expression, so I cleared your muscles and bones. Do you... believe it?"

"..." Mo Xinglan stared at her coldly. His dark eyes seemed to be saying: What do you think?

As smart as Chujiu was, he certainly understood the meaning and laughed out loud, "Well, I don't believe it either."

After saying that, she lowered her head to look at her hands. She was caught on the spot and her lies were exposed. She didn't expect that she would end up like this.

The cave suddenly became quiet again. Mo Xinglan took this opportunity to check her injuries and her clothes.

She actually used her own clothes to bandage his wound. Given her personality, and thinking back to how she had risked her life to help him before, he felt suspicious.

It is said that those who show kindness to others for no reason are either traitors or thieves. And that person is Chujiu, who is known for being unruly and domineering. She must have a purpose in approaching him.

Suddenly his eyes turned cold.

Whatever her purpose was, or whether she was crazy or for some other reason, she deserved to die for pinching and squeezing him just now.

The dark eyes stared at her with a cold light.

Noticing the change in the aura of the person in front of him, Chujiu couldn't help but shudder and looked up at him.

He, what does he want to do? From the look in his eyes, why does she feel that he wants to kill people to silence them?

Just in case, she moved back and pointed to the pile of clothes on the ground next to him: "You, your clothes are there, put them on yourself, I, I'm going to go out and find something to eat."

After saying that, he quickly stood up.

However, just when he stood up halfway, he felt a sudden chill on his neck, and then he felt dizzy again, and then there was a pain in his back.

"?!"

Mo Xinglan ignored the injuries on his body, pushed her to the ground, and pinched her fair neck with his right hand.

"What are you doing? Cough, Mo Xinglan, you...yes, I saved you, you can't repay kindness with evil, cough, let go!" She tightly grasped his hands that were pinching her neck with both hands, trying to move them away, but it was useless.

After hearing this, he did not reduce the force of pinching her neck, but sneered: "I am not a good person, so what if I repay kindness with hatred? But Miss Chu, you risked your life to help me for no reason, what medicine do you have in mind?"

"Tell me what you want to say. If you can satisfy me, I might be able to leave your body intact."

He had a smile on his face and spoke in a soft tone, as if tempting her to tell the truth, but it made people tremble in their ears.

"?!"

What, what Miss Chu? !

Does he know the original owner?

Will she be exposed if she does this?

By the way, what kind of person was the original owner?

Most importantly, why did he kill her? What did she do? She saved him. Why was he being unreasonable?

The hand around her neck tightened, the suffocation became more and more intense, and she felt like he was really going to kill her.

Why was it suffocation again?

This person apparently has a harmless face, but he is cruel, cold-blooded and ruthless, and most importantly, he has no martial ethics.

Mo Xinglan, who had not received an answer, said coldly, "Or do you want to die without a complete body?"

"Well……"

She just wanted to say: Damn it, what can I say when you pinch me like this?

She wanted to argue, no, explain, but he loosened his hand a little!