"Sister Moyue!" The baby still smiled sweetly and called out sweetly. She doesn't know about the Demon Moon, or even the Demon Clan, and has never cared about these. As long as she can be tired of being by her brother's side every day, her world will be full and she no longer needs to worry about anything else. And the people around her consciously did not mention it to her, because she was born to be a girl who was not tainted with sin in the slightest.
Her heartstrings were plucked heavily again, and the previous vigilance, irritability, and coldness were completely gone. Her lips trembled a few times, and finally she spoke: "You... do you really want to call me sister?"
"Of course I do."
"You, aren't you afraid that I am a very bad person?" Mo Yue asked, her tone was so cautious.
Bao Bao shook his head gently: "Although Sister Mo Yue was a bit fierce before, I feel that she is definitely not a bad person."
Vaguely, Bao Bao felt that there seemed to be a subtle affinity between herself and Mo Yue, which was why she had been curious and never left. That feeling is very strange, it seems to exist and not exist at the same time, it is indescribable.
"But, I..." Mo Yue's eyes became complicated. She knew that she was a complete evil person in the eyes of ordinary people. Or perhaps, her sin was so great that it could no longer be described as evil.
The voice of "Sisi" interrupted what Mo Yue was about to blurt out. Hearing this sound, both of them thought of a snake swimming towards here.
Just as Mo Yue was about to struggle to pick up the spear at hand, Bao Bao had already stood up before her, "Sister Mo Yue, you seem to be seriously injured. Don't get up yet. I will protect you. All the little monsters here are here." So weak."
As he spoke, a slender red-threaded snake appeared in sight. This was a little monster with only level ten, and it accidentally broke into the cave while wandering. A dazzling white light flashed in the baby's hand, and Angel's Sigh was held in her hand, pointing the gun at the red-threaded snake who suddenly saw a human and instinctively wanted to attack.
"I'm sorry, Sister Moyue is injured. You can't be harmed." Baobao said apologetically, and pressed the magic gun in his hand. A dazzling white cannonball shot out, accurately hitting the red line snake, causing it to His body turned into ashes in the holy light.
From the moment the baby called out "Angel's Sigh", Mo Yue was completely stunned.
"Is this the so-called fate?" She looked at the baby and murmured to herself.
Although the color of the magic gun had changed, from the original black light to the holy light, the unique shape made her recognize it at a glance as the head of the magic suit she used back then - the Demon of Destruction. Gun!
Shocked and inspired by the appearance of his own magic gun in front of his eyes, Mo Yue's eyes quickly scanned the other parts of the baby's body - the Demonic Dark Cloth, Demonic Wings, Demonic Dance, Demonic Hymn... theirs. The color has completely changed, the original dark energy has been completely replaced by the power of light, and the ability has dropped too much. Even their appearance has changed significantly, becoming more suitable for the angelic girl like Baobao, but Under Mo Yue's deliberate exploration, the familiar and familiar aura still convinced her that it was the demon suit that belonged to her back then.
She finally understood where the vague sense of familiarity that had always existed came from.
Perhaps, this is really destiny destined by God. Mo Yue looked at the baby absentmindedly.
Fifty thousand years ago, after the Demon Lord was sealed, the seriously injured Mo Yue gritted her teeth and threw away her most precious demon suit in order to completely hide her aura. Unexpectedly, she would see her again today, and by such a person. The girl was brought to her.
She didn't have any desire to take back the "demon suit" that had been completely changed. On the contrary, she was inexplicably happy to have this wonderful connection between herself and her baby. If the equipment that once belonged to her could help her very well, she wouldn't even allow herself to take it back.
"Okay, luckily it's not a very powerful monster." The baby breathed a small sigh of relief and happily retracted his angelic sigh.
"Your name is Bao Bao, right?" Mo Yue asked softly. She knew her name from Bao Bao's previous narration. But even she didn't notice it. Her voice was as soft as cotton wool, without any sinful or devilish appearance.
"Yeah!" Baby responded crisply and sat back down next to Mo Yue.
"If I were really a bad person, would you still be willing to call me sister?"
For the first time, she began to regret the sin on her hands.
The baby shook his head vigorously and said seriously: "No! Sister Moyue will definitely not be a bad person." She believed in her feelings, and that feeling came from the relationship established between her and Moyue by the Demon Angel suit. Wonderful connection.
"Sister Mo Yue, are you still worried about being hated by others?" Baobao's eyes caught the black spear that Mo Yue had always held in his hand, and said, "Sister Mo Yue has such a cool weapon, it must be so powerful. . If Sister Mo Yue can defeat those very bad people and protect those good people, then there will definitely be many, many people who like Sister Mo Yue."
"Can I really do this?" Mo Yue clenched the ink gun in her hand. How can the sins of the past be so easily erased.
"It's definitely possible." The baby nodded affirmatively, showing a smile as pure as the first snow.
Looking at the baby's smile that could melt away any sin, Mo Yue clearly felt that the 50,000-year-old resentment deep in her heart was dissipating at an incredible speed, and her whole body was slowly being filled with that strange but intoxicating love. Surrounded by warmth.
"Are you the angel who came to save this devil like me?" She looked at the baby in confusion and murmured to herself.
I can no longer be a good person, so let me protect you... You are my angel, no one can hurt you, no one!
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It had been too long since he had breathed the air of the real world. Although it was not as pure and pleasant as the reincarnation world, the faint jasmine and the familiar girl's body fragrance in the air made his heart intoxicated and warmed by it.
He came home. The place where he was standing was the place where he was brought into the world of reincarnation by the yellow light.
I was still thinking about why I appeared here instead of in the game warehouse. The door was gently pushed open, revealing the tender face of a girl, but the picturesque face was full of pity. Heartbroken and haggard.
Poof... The thin quilt Shui Rourou was holding slipped from her arms and fell to the ground. She opened her eyes wide and looked at him blankly, as if she was in a dream.
"Rourou." Feng Xiao's heart seemed to be stabbed slightly, and it hurt warmly. He looked at the infatuated girl with pity and slowly opened his arms.
Rourou...that familiar and intoxicating call. It had been too long since she'd heard it. The sight of him in Shui Rourou's eyes became increasingly blurry, until the world turned pale, and unconsciously, she fell sideways.
With a soft body and a soft heart, she fainted from the sudden surprise.
Feng Xiao came to her in an instant, hugged her soft body gently, and whispered in her ear distressedly: "Rourou... Rourou, it's me, I'm back, your young master is back. ...Xiao Rourou, the young master is hungry and wants to eat the cakes you made. Wake up quickly... If you don't wake up, the young master will spank your little butt... "
It's so warm, so warm that I just want to sleep like this forever. For so long, this delicate girl has lived too hard, with too much misery and pressure on her shoulders and heart. Seeing him standing in front of her, calling her dotingly like before, even more so than before. Even more gentle, the pain and pressure she had accumulated for so long seemed to completely disappear in one fell swoop. In this familiar embrace, she seemed to go on like this... If this was just a dream, then never, never wake up...
She slowly opened her eyes, looked at him with tears in her eyes, then hugged him tightly and cried loudly "Wow".
This girl who was timid and weak no matter what she did, cried so loudly for the first time, cried so desperately for the first time, as if she wanted to shed all the sadness, all the grievances, all the longings, all the worries, all the accumulated memories for so long. All the stress was released happily.
Feng Xiao said nothing, holding her motionless and letting her vent. He knew that he owed her too much, so he would work hard to make up for it.
Not long after Shui Rourou's loud cry sounded, two anxious footsteps approached. Feng Xiao raised his head and looked at them with a smile. He felt sorry for them and felt guilty.
Is this a dream... Facing those eyes that seemed to have magic power, that dreamy face, the chain of longing in Yang Xiruo's heart suddenly broke, and she almost fainted with happiness. Desperately, she threw herself I walked over and hugged him tightly with the greatest strength in my life...
After so long, she thought she had become strong enough, but her eyes were still raining down, and she cried unbridled and unreservedly. In front of him, she was always the most delicate Ruoruo who wanted to rely on him no matter what she did.
Her life was given by her, her home was given by him, her happiness was given by him, her whole world was given by him, how could she live without him. During the half year he was unconscious, her heart and the world were shattered almost simultaneously, but she did not allow herself to fall because she had to support the family and wait for him to come back.
"Ruoruo... I'm sorry for causing you so much trouble." He stroked her back and said softly. Yes, she was really suffering during this time.
"Brother Feng... It'll be nice if you come back... It'll be nice if you come back..."
Yang Xiruo burst into tears, her face wet with tears until she was hoarse from crying. From beginning to end, she hugged him tightly, fearing that he would suddenly disappear from her world again.
She finally waited for the day when he returned safely, and finally the day came.
Duanmu Yiren turned around and disappeared from his sight. Looking at her back, Feng Xiao shook his head slightly and smiled bitterly.