Morning Star

At this time, a man activated his spiritual energy and silently recited a series of terms. The spiritual energy condensed into countless swords of different sizes, which stabbed towards the woman's back like rain.

Upon seeing this, Chujiu sent out a stream of spiritual energy and knocked the swords away.

She was a little surprised. She just couldn't bear it and wanted to take action, but she didn't think she could actually hit him.

At this time, several people present noticed her. Without asking anything, they gathered spiritual energy in their hands and attacked her directly.

"Oh my god!" Chujiu exclaimed and quickly hid away.

Fortunately, this is just an illusion, much weaker than the real people. Chujiu spent some effort to finally get rid of them.

Looking towards Xiao Mo Xinglan, she saw him kneeling beside the woman and didn't know what to do.

The woman glanced at Chujiu, and the smile on her face seemed particularly gentle.

Chujiu, who was walking towards them, was stunned when he saw them.

Why did she feel that Mo Xinglan's mother was a little strange just now? It must be her illusion.

"Mom!" Xiao Mo Xinglan suddenly shouted.

Chujiu looked up and saw the woman with her eyes closed peacefully.

"Mom! Mom!" Little Mo Xinglan raised his hands in panic, not daring to touch the woman for fear of hurting her, so he could only shout beside her.

Tears rolled out from those big black eyes.

Chujiu squatted beside Xiao Mo Xinglan, looked at him, reached out and gently wiped the tears from his face.

Little Mo Xinglan then stopped crying and looked at her.

His little face was pale, his body was trembling slightly, and there was vigilance, confusion, and some confusion in his eyes.

Chujiu wiped his tears and didn't know how to comfort him. After thinking for a while, she said softly: "My name is Chujiu. I was born on the ninth day of the tenth month. My family name is Chu, so my mother named me Chujiu."

After a pause, he stretched out his hand and gently tapped little Mo Xinglan's chest: "Your name is Mo Xinglan. Birds return to their homes and boats rest, while Xinglan is destined to travel. Your father and mother named you Xinglan in the hope that you can rise like the rising sun and move towards a better future."

Little Mo Xinglan nodded ignorantly.

Chujiu suddenly remembered something and raised her left hand, showing the back of her hand to him. On the back of her hand was a pattern he had drawn on her with his blood not long ago.

She looked at Xiao Mo Xinglan and asked, "Do you remember this? You drew it for me. You said that I wouldn't have to be afraid. It's thanks to you that I can be here."

"..." Little Mo Xinglan looked at the pattern on the back of her hand. His eyes changed from confusion to bewilderment.

It seemed as if he should have remembered this.

At this time, he heard the girl in front of him say: "I said that I would come to you and help you break the illusion. So, Mo Xinglan, here I come."

Little Mo Xinglan looked up and stared at Chujiu in a daze.

He remembered that this was an illusion and these things had happened a long time ago.

"I'll wait for you outside." Chujiu smiled slightly after seeing his reaction.

……

"Mo Xinglan's favorability is 60, and he can use his spiritual consciousness to leave once." A piaomiao and indifferent voice suddenly sounded in Chujiu's mind.

“……”Chujiu slowly opened his eyes and raised his forehead. He had already gotten used to Piaomiao’s sudden resurrection.

But why did she feel a little dizzy and a little stuffy in her chest? Did she get injured when fighting with those people in the illusion just now?

She remembered that the damage she suffered in this illusion would also be reflected in her real body.

Mo Xinglan slowly opened his eyes and saw Chujiu staring at him. He turned his eyes and took a look at the current situation, only to find that he was being held in Chujiu's arms.

In an instant, his whole body stiffened, and even his breathing slowed down a little. He swallowed and quickly turned his face away from Chujiu's arms.

"Thank you, thank you." Mo Xinglan said with evasive eyes.

Although his face was pale, his ears were red.

Chujiu couldn't believe it. What did she just hear? The evil-hearted evildoer actually said thank you to her.

How rare! Oh my god, she felt like she was floating.

She coughed lightly and calmed her excited heart: "It's okay. You helped me too, so we should help each other. It's what we should do."

Having said that, the corners of her mouth couldn't stop curling up.

“……”Mo Xinglan felt a little uncomfortable after hearing this.

However, no matter how excited he was, Chujiu did not forget that Chu Furong and Gao Yashan were still trapped in the illusion.

Seeing that he was fine, he said, "My second sister and brother Yashan haven't woken up yet. I'll go wake them up."

He stood up, but just after taking a step, he felt a sharp pain in his ankle and a tightness in his chest. All the strength in his body seemed to be drained away in an instant, and he fell to the ground with a thud.

The fall made her grimace in pain.

I opened my mouth to call for help, but before I could say anything, a fishy smell came out of my mouth. I couldn't help but cough, and there was blood.

Mo Xinglan turned around and looked when he heard the noise. He was startled. His already pale face turned even paler.

He quickly felt her pulse, then quickly took out a soul-restoring pill and stuffed it into her mouth, ordering her: "Eat it and don't vomit."

"..." She hesitated for a moment and swallowed it with blood without biting it.

Mo Xinglan heaved a sigh of relief when he saw her eat it. He held her in his arms and wiped the blood off her mouth.

This was the first time Chujiu vomited blood. She had never vomited blood before when she was undergoing the devilish training with Zhan Kongming. Because Zhan Kongming specifically used methods to break her bones when fighting her. She practiced the Zhenggang Xuangu Gong, so breaking bones other than the skull was not a big deal. On the contrary, vomiting blood would scare her.

"Will I...will I die?" She trembled with fear at her own thoughts.

"No." Mo Xinglan gave her an affirmative answer.

Then he carried her to Gao Yashan and Chu Furong and used a secret technique to wake them up.

Chu Furong saw Chu Jiu being held by Mo Xinglan and asked, "What happened to her? She looks so bad."

"..." Chujiu leaned on Mo Xinglan's chest, his body shaking violently, still feeling a little scared.

Mo Xinglan looked at Chujiu and said, "The spiritual consciousness forced its way into the illusion and suffered backlash."

His leg was also injured during the illusion, but he didn't say anything. Compared to her internal injuries, it was nothing.

"Is it serious?" Gao Yashan asked worriedly.

Mo Xinglan looked at Chujiu and said with a smile: "It's not very serious."

With him around, he could heal her no matter how serious her injury was.

Chu Furong turned around and looked around. There were vines all around, giving people a desolate feeling.

There is a three-person wide path in the opposite direction of the road we came from. The path is surrounded by green trees.

"We should be able to reach our destination through this path. Everyone be careful." Chu Furong said, looking at the path.

Gao Yashan and Mo Xinglan nodded.

Then Gao Yashan walked first to lead the way, Mo Xinglan walked second holding Chujiu, and Chu Furong walked last, walking towards the path.

Chujiu paused for a moment, looked at Mo Xinglan's face and asked, "How are you? Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Mo Xinglan looked at the road ahead, "Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

Chujiu felt it carefully, shook his head and said, "It's not uncomfortable anymore."