Morning Star

Thinking of this, she suddenly lowered her eyes and became melancholy: "I am afraid of death and pain, but some things are more important than life. In fact, sometimes the pain in the heart is far more severe than the pain in the body. If I have to endure one, I would rather have the pain in the body."

Mo Xinglan was stunned for a long time after hearing her words. After coming back to his senses, he chuckled: "It's hard to imagine that these words came out of your mouth."

"You make it sound like I'm just afraid of death." She muttered with a pout.

"Aren't you just afraid of death?"

She immediately refused to accept the decision: "That's because there is no one in this world who is worth my life to protect. Of course I have to live well."

Mo Xinglan's eyes were startled, he lowered his eyes, picked up the elixir and said nothing more.

The ninth day also became quiet.

As she was daydreaming, she recalled the words he had just used to answer her question.

Only then did he realize that her question was not auspicious. However, instead of getting angry, he answered her seriously, but he did not answer her question directly.

Listen to what he said...

Thinking of this, she suddenly had a bad feeling.

He stood up with a start, walked towards Mo Xinglan, and held his face in his hands fearlessly.

Mo Xinglan was picking up elixirs, and was startled by her sudden action. His hand holding the elixir trembled.

I put down the elixir in my hand and was about to pry her hand open when I saw her say with a serious face: "You can't die."

He froze and looked at her with wide eyes: "Why... why?"

"If you die, I will..." The words stopped abruptly.

She almost let it slip. If she let it slip, wouldn't the evil-hearted evildoer kill her on the spot?

Mo Xinglan frowned: "What do you mean?"

What does it have to do with her whether he lives or dies?

Chujiu's eyes flickered, and she let him go and sat back in her original position, hesitating: "I, I'm just sad... It's not easy to come to Piaomiao Domain, and I insisted on you coming. If you die, won't I be sad to death? I will feel guilty."

Only she herself knows the real reason.

What did she say? Of course she couldn't go home.

"..."

Mo Xinglan's face turned slightly cold after hearing this. It was obvious that she was lying.

What is the real reason?

His face froze. What did it have to do with him?

Chujiu was afraid that he would ask again, so he looked at the spiritual medicine on the table that Mo Xinglan had put away in a box and quickly changed the subject: "Why did you put them away? Aren't you going to eat this later?"

"Use it next time." Mo Xinglan replied indifferently.

Seeing that Mo Xinglan put the other portion into another box, Chujiu became curious again: "Are you not going to eat this one too?"

"You just ate something else, so you can't eat this for a while." Mo Xinglan closed the box.

Chujiu nodded half-understandingly, but then he had another question in his mind: "Does this conflict with the ones you just took?"

"Ah."

"What will happen if I eat it?"

"..."

Mo Xinglan frowned and looked sideways at her curious eyes for a while before saying, "...it will kill people."

"!" Chujiu was surprised, and after a while hesitantly said, "Then you, you must not take the wrong medicine."

“……”You really know how to talk.

Mo Xinglan put the box away and looked at her sideways: "Are you free today?"

Chujiu blinked her big watery eyes: "Ah? Um... I'm fine. What's the matter?"

He needs her help with something?

Mo Xinglan was silent for a while, then replied: "...It's okay."

Why is she so stupid now? He didn't ask her if she was free.

"Oh."

Chujiu replied and lay on the table looking at him.

How did a 17-year-old boy with a childish face achieve such a high level of cultivation and be able to do everything?

Thinking of something, she raised her eyelashes and twitched slightly, muttering: "Mo Xinglan, you are so young and have learned so many things, are you tired?"

Mo Xinglan's long eyelashes trembled slightly and his movements of packing the elixir froze. He glanced sideways and saw her lying there staring at him with two eyes.

Will he be tired? No one has ever asked him if he will be tired, and he has never thought about it.

Chujiu didn't wait for his answer and said, "If you are tired, stop and rest for a while. You are still young, don't push yourself too hard. No one will say anything bad about you."

"..." He lowered his eyes slightly, a hint of self-mockery flashed in his eyes.

What does she know? She knows nothing.

Chujiu didn't notice his change. He rested his chin on his arm, lowered his eyes, raised one hand and scratched the table with his nails, muttering to himself: "You are only seventeen years old, but you don't look like a seventeen-year-old boy at all."

Mo Xinglan said sarcastically, "You keep saying that I'm young. I'd like to ask, how old is Miss Chu this year?"

"I'll be twenty in four months, which means I'm two years older than you. Naturally, I'm older than you. What's more, not only are you younger, you also look younger." She answered lazily.

He lay there with his eyes half closed, staring dazedly at the circles his fingers drew on the table, completely unaware that he was about to anger a black-hearted monster.

Mo Xinglan's face was full of frost, but the next moment the corners of his lips curled up slightly. He put his hand on the belt at the back of her waist, then grabbed her belt, stood up, and picked her up.

"Eh?!" Chujiu exclaimed, and his sleepiness was scared away. He looked up and saw a pale and handsome face.

Mo Xinglan lifted her up like a sack, so that her face was facing his own, his eyes full of sneer and disdain: "But so what? The body that Miss Chu occupies now seems to be only fifteen years old."

As he spoke, his eyes moved around her, the sarcastic smile on his face became more intense, and even his tone was mocking and a little crazy: "Did you see that, Miss Chu? I lifted you up easily now. But you have no ability to resist at all, and you still think you have the qualifications to lecture me?"

Chujiu's eyes were wide open, he was so scared that his face turned pale and cold sweat broke out all over his body.

Only then did he realize what he had just said, and also realized the changes in Mo Xinglan that he had ignored because of his sleepiness.

His expression now was exactly the same as when he had put a knife to her neck in the Abyss Valley. How could she dare to say a word? Not to mention talking, she didn't even dare to move.

Seeing how scared she was, Mo Xinglan was displeased. The mockery on his face turned into a sinister one, and his voice became cold: "Miss Chu, let me remind you that if you don't know your own situation and strength, you won't even know how you died in the end."

"..."

His words echoed in her mind, and she couldn't manage the horrified look on her face.

Her lips trembled, her eyes were slightly red, and it seemed that she was about to cry in the next moment.

Mo Xinglan frowned and put her on the ground.

As soon as she put it down, her legs went limp and she knelt on the ground, staring blankly at one place, her body trembling slightly.