Morning Star

As soon as Chujiu raised his head and looked at Mo Xinglan, Mo Xinglan immediately turned his face away: "This way you don't have to be afraid. It will help you break the illusion."

"Can you also use this method to break the illusion?" Chujiu asked.

“That method doesn’t work for me.”

His blood is only useful to people other than him, but to him, his blood is not only no different from that of ordinary people, it can also bring him trouble.

"Then I will come to you and help you get rid of the illusion." After saying that, she smiled with her eyebrows curved and a row of white teeth exposed. She looked silly, but in a trance, a dazzling light emanated from her.

Mo Xinglan looked at her blankly, as if he was attracted by the light from her and couldn't take his eyes away.

After a while, Chujiu realized that he had been staring at her, and she tilted her head with a look of confusion in her eyes.

Mo Xinglan then came back to his senses with a shock, and then quickly turned his head away.

If there was enough light, you could see the bright red on the tip of his ear.

……

Early in the morning, after finishing their meal, they tidied themselves up and continued on their journey.

As they walked, fog began to rise in the forest.

Everyone found this situation strange. The fog in the forest had clearly dispersed, so why did it appear again?

There must be something wrong when something is out of the ordinary, and everyone became alert instantly.

"Be careful, it's a psychedelic array." Chu Furong looked around vigilantly and immediately gave a warning.

But it was too late. When she looked around again, there was no one there.

The fog in the forest was getting thicker and thicker, and it was so thick that she couldn't tell the direction. In order not to get distracted, she could only stay where she was and didn't dare to move around.

She looked around and saw a person walking towards her in the thick fog.

After seeing the man's figure clearly, he called out to him doubtfully, "Daddy?"

But why is Daddy here? What's going on?

……

At this time, Chujiu was standing alone on the hillside. The place looked familiar to her no matter how she looked at it.

She took a few steps forward in doubt, but as soon as she took a step forward, she felt a sharp pain in her ankle and fell to the ground.

He lowered his eyes to look at his ankle, still wondering how the injury on his foot came about, when he saw a colorful snake crawling towards him.

"!" She gasped and looked at the snake in horror.

The snake was the same one she had encountered when she was ten years old.

The unforgettable memories of her childhood came back to her mind bit by bit. She had forgotten that she had touched the head of the snake king in the snake forest.

She looked around, as if looking for someone. But there was no one here. How could anyone come here in the forest? How could anyone come to save her? The so-called friend who had left her behind and fled had disappeared.

Why did you abandon her again? She would be scared too. Why did you abandon her?

"Help..." She sat on the ground, trembling and moving backwards, crying but not daring to shout too loudly, for fear that the snake would rush up and bite her.

The flower snake still wrapped around her body. She was so scared that her whole body went limp. She gasped and called for help, but no one responded to her.

Why are there such scary things as snakes in this world?

"Mom..." she cried desperately.

Suddenly she felt a heat on the back of her left hand, so hot that even though she was scared she couldn't help but go to see what was going on.

I saw a blood-red totem glowing on the back of my left hand, which was the source of the temperature. A familiar face flashed through my mind, and I realized that this was an illusion.

At this moment, a red light emanated from the totem on the back of her hand, enveloping her whole body. The snake wrapped around her body roared in pain and then broke into several pieces in front of her.

"Click!"

The illusion was broken, and Chujiu slowly opened his eyes. He had not yet recovered from the illusion. He gasped and raised his left hand to look at the back of his hand. The totem was emitting a faint glow.

She breathed a sigh of relief and smiled happily.

It would have to be a black-hearted monster, otherwise she would really not be able to overcome the illusion.

She was too confident before.

Without thinking any more, I sat up and looked around, and found myself lying normally on the ground covered with vines.

She saw Mo Xinglan curled up beside her, his face pale, his forehead covered in cold sweat. Vines were wrapped around his body, his hands, feet, and waist, tightening little by little, and some were still slowly climbing up his body.

Upon seeing this, Chujiu stretched out his hands to pull away the vines on him, shouting as he did so: "Mo Xinglan! Mo Xinglan!..."

He didn't respond after calling out several times. Thinking Chu Furong and Gao Yashan would encounter the same situation, he looked around again. Sure enough, he saw them not far ahead. Like Mo Xinglan, they had vines entangled on their bodies.

But there were not as many vines on them as on Mo Xinglan, so she decided to wake Mo Xinglan up first.

"Mo Xinglan! Wake up! Those are fake!" Chujiu shouted while shaking Mo Xinglan's body and pulling the vines on him.

"What should I do? How do I wake him up?" Chujiu shouted anxiously, pulling the vines.

At this moment, she remembered the system that had been silent for a long time.

"Piao Miao! Piao Miao! Mo Xinglan is going to die!"

"Don't worry, he won't die so easily. Task force members should stop talking nonsense." Piaomiao finally came out.

Chujiu was too lazy to talk nonsense with it: "Then tell me, what can I do to wake Mo Xinglan up?"

"Use your spiritual awareness to enter his illusion and help him break it." Piaomiao replied emotionlessly.

Chujiu was puzzled: "Spirit stones? I have to pay to enter the fantasy world? How much?"

Piaomiao: "..."

"It is spiritual consciousness, the consciousness of knowledge."

"Oh." Chujiu understood. She was a little embarrassed that she had actually forgotten about spiritual consciousness.

"Then how do I enter his fantasy world?"

"With the current level of cultivation of the taskmaster, if he wants to forcibly enter the illusion of someone with higher cultivation than himself, he needs relatively close contact." Piaomiao replied.

close?

"How intimate do you want? Forehead to forehead?"

Piaomiao hesitated for a moment and replied: "Okay, but kissing is better, anything else..."

"Okay, forehead." Chujiu interrupted Piaomiao before she could finish.

Piaomiao: "..."

It was her own fault for not listening to the whole story. If anything goes wrong, just say that I didn't explain it to her clearly.

Chujiu tore off a few vines from Mo Xinglan's body, helped him sit up and held him in his arms. Then he gently placed his forehead on his and used his spiritual consciousness to enter his illusion.

When Chujiu opened his eyes, it was dark all around. The ground was covered with a thick layer of snow. The only light was the candle on the table in the room.

It took her a while to adjust to the scene in front of her, but as soon as she saw it clearly, she was stunned.

The ground was covered in blood. An old man was holding a beautiful child in plain white clothes. There was a trace of blood on the corner of the child's mouth. Opposite him was a very beautiful woman in plain clothes.

The woman was covered in blood and was lying weakly on the ground. She raised her head and looked at the child with a forced smile.

Chujiu had seen this scene before. It was the day when Mo Xinglan's mother was killed by the Mo family when he was a child. That day happened to be his birthday, and he just found out who his biological father was and who killed him.