Morning Star

Venerable Qu Ling received the gaze, coughed lightly, and stood up as if nothing had happened: "Master didn't say anything."

"..."

Mo Xinglan didn't bother getting out of bed and putting on his shoes.

After getting dressed, washing up, and eating the breakfast prepared by Venerable Qu Ling, he packed some things and prepared to leave.

As soon as he reached the door, he was stopped by Venerable Qu Ling.

He took out a red sandalwood box and handed it to him: "Master just forgot about it. Take this medicine. You can't make medicine in your current condition, so Master has prepared some medicine for you that may be useful."

Mo Xinglan took it and put it away.

"Oh, that's right. Well, I'll be leaving first. My good disciple, please take more rest." After saying that, he disappeared in a flash.

I don't know if it's because I'm too old to bear the farewell, or because I'm too soft-hearted to bear it. Or maybe it's... guilty conscience?

"..."Mo Xinglan stood where he was, a hint of doubt flashing across his cold eyes as he looked towards the place where Venerable Qu Ling had left.

He stood at the door for a moment, then turned around and went back into the house.

Looking around the empty room, my heart felt particularly empty. When my eyes fell on the silver-white dressing mirror on the dressing table, even my eyes felt a little empty.

With a wave of his hand, he put the dressing mirror and the comb on it into the storage ring.

I walked out of the room and stood in the yard, looking at the plum tree that had been withered for many years.

He looks calm, but only he knows the bitterness in it.

This family competition is his chance to break free from Mo Hengsong's control. Even without Chujiu, he will get into the top three and leave the Mo family to go to Piaomiao Domain.

Thinking of this, his eyes suddenly turned cold, and a strong murderous intent flashed across his eyes. The next moment, he returned to his usual coldness, as if the murderous intent at that moment was just an eye dazzle.

He turned around and walked out of the yard slowly.

When Mo Xinglan slowly came to the domain gate, many people had already arrived. Because the bone-touching grandmother had not come yet and not all the people had arrived, everyone could only stand or find a place to squat and sit and wait.

Mo Xinglan looked around and saw Mo Mingjie and Mo Yun standing under a tree a few feet away from him. He looked around again and didn't see the jumping rabbit. He felt a little irritated for some reason.

He found a tree, leaned against it and waited, but he didn't know who he was waiting for.

After waiting for nearly a quarter of an hour, a clear and sweet voice was heard.

"Mo Xinglan!"

Mo Xinglan raised his eyes and looked in the direction where the sound came from. Sure enough, he saw the rabbit. But what happened to her leg? Was she lame?

Can a family competition really make someone's legs crippled?

Gao Yashan, who was not far away, was afraid that Chujiu would fall, so he followed her and said worriedly, "Miss San, how about I help you?"

Chujiu waved his hand: "It's okay, it's okay."

Her eyes were fixed on the young man in goose yellow clothes who was leaning against the tree trunk and looking at her.

This guy didn't even move when he was called. Why is he the same temper as that cat?

Chujiu didn't care about the injury on his leg. He limped and jumped towards Mo Xinglan, looking so funny.

The hanging buns on both sides of her head fluttered up and down like two rabbit ears as she jumped.

When he was almost there, he called out again: "Mo Xinglan."

Mo Xinglan then slowly stood up, took two steps forward, and stretched out his hands to hold her two little arms.

"Yeah, it hurts!"

Just as Mo Xinglan held her arm, Chujiu screamed in pain. Her face turned pale and a trace of cold sweat appeared on her forehead.

Mo Xinglan hurriedly let go and frowned slightly: "Your hand is also injured?"

Chujiu nodded aggrievedly: "My left hand. There's a cut on it."

“……”Mo Xinglan looked at Chujiu’s left arm with a sullen face.

Chujiu stared at his face and blinked her big watery eyes: "What's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell? Is it again..."

Chujiu didn't say the last few words because there were so many people around him and he was afraid that saying them would be bad for Mo Xinglan.

Mo Xinglan moved his gaze to Chujiu's face: "Is it that obvious?"

How did she know that?

"Your hands are cold and you don't look well. You were leaning against the tree trunk just now. I'm not blind, so how could I not see it?"

"..."

Mo Xinglan stared at her, then turned to look at the people standing under the tree. Aren't they also leaning against the tree trunk?

"Then...are you okay now?" Chujiu asked worriedly.

"fine."

"Are you really okay? Don't be so stubborn. If you faint later, I won't be able to help you like this."

Mo Xinglan was slightly stunned: "No."

"Look at you, you're lame but still running so fast like a rabbit." As soon as Mo Xinglan finished speaking, the voice of Chu Furong was heard as she walked over.

After seeing Mo Xinglan, he greeted him and introduced Gao Yashan.

Gao Yashan had met Mo Xinglan at Chu Congnan's birthday party before. But there were too many people in the Chu family at that time, and Gao Yashan didn't like to talk much, so it was normal for Mo Xinglan not to recognize Gao Yashan.

After Chu Furong finished the introduction, she looked at Chu Jiu and then at Mo Xinglan, and felt that there was something strange about the two of them.

After watching for a while, he suddenly realized something, curled his lips, and looked at Chujiu with a teasing tone: "I thought Third Sister was running so fast because there was something delicious ahead, but it turned out not to be, but for someone."

As she said this, she glanced at Mo Xinglan meaningfully.

Mo Xinglan was slightly stunned and subconsciously glanced at Chujiu.

irritable.

Gao Yashan touched the back of his head, not quite understanding, and looked at Chujiu and then at Mo Xinglan. Why did the Second Miss look at Young Master Mo like this?

Chujiu turned around and looked at Mo Xinglan. He blinked his big watery eyes and didn't realize what she meant. He nodded honestly, "Yeah, that's right."

She ran so fast because she saw Mo Xinglan. But is there any problem with this?

Mo Xinglan: “…”

Chu Furong: “…”

What a blockhead.

When she raised her eyes, she met Gao Yashan's confused expression again and sighed.

Another blockhead.

She wanted to stay away from Chujiu and Gao Yashan, two people with poor brains, to avoid infecting her.

Chujiu: “???”

Why did she leave?

They waited for a while, but instead of waiting for the bone-touching grandmother, they heard a woman's voice: "Hey, isn't this Miss Chujiu? It's been a long time since we last met."

"?"

Chujiu, Mo Xinglan and Gao Yashan looked over at the same time.

Seeing the person coming, Chujiu's face turned cold and he turned around limping.

Why is she here?

The person who came was Xu Lian, the fourth daughter of the Xu family.

She learned from the original owner's memory that Xu Lian was among the people who pushed the original owner into the abyss valley.

Xu Lian came in front of the three people, not hiding the sarcasm on her face at all, and glanced at Chujiu's leg: "Miss Chujiu, what bad things have you done again to make your leg crippled?"

Chujiu narrowed her eyes slightly, with a chill in her eyes. She didn't know if it was because she had taken over the original owner's body, but when she saw Xu Lian, she wanted to strangle her to death.

She suppressed the impulse, sneered, and looked at Xu Lian: "Whose untied dog is barking here? Aren't you afraid of biting someone?"