Morning Star

If she didn't shout, Chu Furong would probably still get hurt even with the protection of the young man and Gao Yashan. This was not the worst, because they would become enemies.

"Xiaojiu?" Chu Furong called out softly, not understanding the reason.

Chujiu took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down, then smiled at her: "You guys go out first, I have something to talk to him alone."

"..."

Chu Furong hesitated for a moment, looked at Mo Xinglan deeply for a few more times, sighed, and took the young man and Gao Yashan out of the room.

As soon as the three of them went out, the door was slammed shut by a gust of wind.

Mo Xinglan, who was sitting on the bed, raised one hand and formed a seal with one hand. A restriction was quickly formed and slapped against the door, isolating the inside and outside.

Chujiu was forced to sit on the bed between his legs, leaning on his arms, her body entangled by the spiritual energy and unable to move at all. She looked at the door, which seemed to have not changed at all, and swallowed.

It's over. If Mo Xinglan really wanted to kill her, even if she screamed for help, the people outside would not be able to hear her. Even if they heard her, they would not be able to come in. Even if they finally came in, she would probably be a corpse.

She raised her eyes tremblingly and looked at Mo Xinglan, and found that he was looking at her.

The normally dark eyes were now inexplicably red, and the slightly upturned corners of the eyes were also tinged with red. No matter how you looked at her, she was charming, but her charm seemed particularly strange and terrifying because of her gloomy look.

Chujiu was so frightened that she dared not breathe. Fortunately, Mo Xinglan's favorability dropped to 40 and did not drop any further. This meant that she still had a chance to make amends.

"Are you afraid of me? Huh?" Mo Xinglan suddenly spoke. His tone was cold.

One hand tightly held her motionless body, and the other hand gently stroked her frightened pale face.

His hands were icy cold, as if they had been frozen in ice for a long time. Chujiu shivered from the cold when he suddenly touched her. She glanced at the pale hand that was touching her face, and then looked at Mo Xinglan.

His face turned pale and it looked like he was going to die in the next moment.

Chujiu opened his mouth, but his throat was so dry from fright that he couldn't make a sound.

Mo Xinglan didn't seem to want to get her answer. He tilted his head slightly, and the corners of his pale mouth slightly raised, but his expression was chilling.

"He just called you sister, and you were so bewitched by him?"

The voice was very soft, but it was like an ice blade gently cutting the prey's body with not too deep or too shallow.

"...No..." She rejected it with trembling lips. But her voice was too soft, as if it only reached her throat, and she didn't know if he heard it or not.

Mo Xinglan ignored her answer and played with her face as if he were playing with his pet, chuckling to himself: "If someone you think is pretty calls you sister and wants to hug you, will you agree? Hmm?"

"You..." A burst of anger rose from the bottom of my heart, staring at him angrily, "What nonsense are you talking about? I promised him for a reason, I can explain..."

"Explain?" He interrupted her coldly, the smile on his face becoming more and more creepy. His fingertips touched her pale lips, "You are the best at lying."

His eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a smile: "The people of the Chu family were deceived by you. If you hadn't been exposed early on, I'm afraid I would have been as stupid as them to believe you."

As he spoke, his cold fingertips gently stroked her lips: "So, I don't want to hear your explanation."

"..." Chujiu felt more and more heartbroken after hearing this.

It's over. After hearing him say that, I was afraid that even if she was telling the truth, he wouldn't believe it.

While she was in a daze, the cold hand left her lips and slowly moved to her neck. She shrank her neck due to the cold, and her heart was beating so fast that it almost jumped out of her throat.

The neck is a vulnerable part of the human body.

His pale fingertips gently stroked her snow-white neck as if appreciating a work of art.

I don't know what Mo Xinglan was thinking when he suddenly said something without any context.

"You want to go back to your own world, right?"

Although it was a question, the expression on his face was certain.

"..." Chujiu opened his mouth and stared at him in disbelief. How did he know?

Mo Xinglan smiled with satisfaction at her expression, but in an instant the satisfaction disappeared completely, leaving only coldness.

His cold palm clasped her warm neck. Chujiu shivered again and looked at him timidly.

He really wants to kill her!!

Once again clearly feeling his murderous intent towards her, she was still trembling with fear.

Mo Xinglan smiled again, glanced at her neck, and said as if recalling the past: "I've thought about this many times before. Such a thin neck, can I break it with just a little force? Why not give it a try today?"

"!" Chujiu was terrified.

Have you thought about it many times before?!

It turned out that he had thought about killing her many times without her noticing!

Oh my god, how did she survive until now? How many times has she been on the brink of life and death?

At this time, the smile on Mo Xinglan's face gradually twisted: "Hehe, if you die, can you return to your world?"

"..." That shouldn't be possible. And she didn't want to die.

System, Piaomiao, help!

Piaomiao: "..."

Not getting an answer from her, Mo Xinglan assumed that she agreed. His eyes turned cold and he slightly tightened the hand that was holding her neck, but he didn't intend to strangle her to death in a hurry.

"Isn't that what you wish for?"

As he thought of something, he tightened his grip around her, forcing her to move her face closer to him. His smile grew increasingly crazy, and his words became more extreme: "I have a good idea, would you like to hear it?"

"...No, no..." She didn't want to listen!

Mo Xinglan completely ignored her and chuckled, "I will pull your soul out and put it in the Dingling Pearl, so that you can never run away again."

"!" She was horrified.

Is this even possible? What the hell is the Dinglingzhu? Why would someone invent such a thing?

"Tell me, should I pull your soul out first and then kill you, or should I kill you first and then pull your soul out while your soul is still inside your body?" He thought about it and asked her. But there was no sign on his face that he was willing to listen to her advice.

He paused and looked troubled: "It is a very painful process for the soul to leave the body. You are so afraid of pain, I am afraid you can't bear it?"

He seemed to have an answer, but his expression twisted again and he said with a smile: "I've decided. I'll kill you first. Haha..."

"No..." She was horrified and opened her mouth to speak, but before she could say a word, her neck hurt, accompanied by a strong feeling of suffocation.

If you want to kill her, don't do it this way! Why does he always pinch her neck? Did her neck provoke him?

She opened her lips and trembled, speaking with difficulty: "No... I... don't want to die... Mo... Xinglan... I don't... want to die..."