Chu Muyun recalled the experience of his last death.
Hmm... it hurts.
Chu Muyun: "Next time, change the way to die more pleasantly."
Zero: "Can you not die?"
Chu Muyun: "Do you think that if you don't die, these neurotics can let me go?"
Zero: "But you died... they didn't let you go."
Hearing these words, Chu Muyun looked at his own 'corpse' again, with mixed feelings.
What Zero Zero said was right, really... I didn't let it go.
Compared to Chu Muyun's complicated mood, Mo Jiushao's expression was soothing after seeing 'Chu Muyun'.
He was born very well, and when he looked at outsiders, there was always a kind of alienation and indifference that kept him from thousands of miles away. But at this moment, looking at a dead person, his eyebrows are soft, and his light gray eyes are full of affection, as if it is not a dead person, but a living person, who will laugh at him, talk to him, and meet him. his close lover.
Although he imagined that Mo Jiushao fell in love with 'Chu Muyun', but seeing it, Chu Muyun was still a little surprised.
After all, this is arrogance, a selfish person who is only himself.
But... Chu Muyun bent the corners of his mouth, but he didn't have much thought.
Although the love he performed is for a lifetime and never changes until death, but in fact... love is like that lyric, it comes too fast like a tornado, rumbles for a while, and goes faster than anything else.
Three years is quite a long time for ordinary humans, but it is really nothing to the emperor of the devil world.
So now Mo Jiushao looks like a deep love and righteousness, but as long as a few hundred years later, who will remember who
Chu Muyun gathered his thoughts.
This is very good, strike while the iron is hot, and while Mo Jiushao is still affectionate, quickly reach the conditions.
The little orc stood by the door, hesitant.
Mo Jiushao carefully picked up the 'sleeping' young man and let him lean into his arms. He held his pale and feeble hands and clasped his fingers together.
This picture has an indescribable feeling.
There is some coolness and some sickness, but it is inexplicably touching.
You can never wake up a person pretending to be asleep, so no one can tell Arrogant that Chu Muyun is dead.
After a person has experienced great pain, there will be a period of self-protection.
They will fall into it and are reluctant to walk out. Compared with the cruel reality, they are more willing to sink into the beautiful imagination sketched out by themselves.
The little orc frowned slightly, unwilling to break such a scene.
Mo Jiushao looked at him and said softly, "You guys are really alike."
The little orc got closer, and after seeing it more clearly, he understood this sentence.
Really very similar, the facial features can be said to be exactly the same.
But there are also differences. Chu Muyun is tall, and even if his complexion is pale now, just by looking at him like this, one can imagine that he must have been very healthy and energetic when he was alive, and even if the little orc is an adult , The height has not risen, especially with a pair of fluffy ears and a small tail, it is easy to distinguish the two people.
It's scary, but many people don't want to tell the difference.
The little orc walked over and sat quietly on the wooden chair next to him. He looked at Chu Muyun and suddenly asked, "How did he... die?"
Mo Jiushao's body froze obviously, but he was self-sufficient, calmed down quickly, and said in a low voice, "To save me."
The little orc's eyes widened: "Is he so powerful?" He was able to save the Supreme Being of the Demon Realm.
Mo Jiushao raised the corner of his mouth very lightly: "He is very powerful."
The little orc's eyes darkened, his lips pursed, and he did not speak.
Mo Jiushao naturally understood what he was thinking. He looked at him and said, "When he was young, he was more like you. He was stubborn and gave up his mind. He was all..." He paused as he spoke, and leaned closer to the young man's fair forehead, falling down. A kiss full of pity, "... very affectionate."
When the little orc heard this, his heart was not feeling well.
The more it looks, the more embarrassing it becomes, and the more it looks like, the more it means that Yan Chen is looking at Chu Muyun through him, and it also means that Yan Chen really never liked him.
Feeling uncomfortable, the little orc's fingers curled up uncomfortably, trying to use this mechanical movement to relieve the tingling in the heart.
Mo Jiushao sighed lightly: "Don't worry, I just want Chu Muyun to come alive. As long as he can live, it doesn't matter if he is not by my side."
He knew the little orc's mind, and he knew that the little orc wanted Yan Chen to get his 'love'.
The little beastman said nervously: "He is your lover, and he even gave up his life for you. He will definitely stay by your side when he wakes up, so why would he be willing to leave you?"
Mo Jiushao lowered his eyes: "Because I did something wrong, he won't forgive me."
The little orc looked at him suspiciously.
Mo Jiushao's demeanor was very complicated, he slowly said softly, "When he was ten years old, his family was destroyed and he was adopted by me, but in fact his family was destroyed by me, and his parents were killed by me personally. , I kept these things hidden until he finally discovered everything."
This obviously subverted the little orc's imagination. He looked at him in shock: "You..."
Mo Jiushao smiled at him, his eyes were thick like a dark cloud that was about to drop raindrops, which made everyone feel sad for no apparent reason.
"So, he won't stay with me."
The little orc was stunned and understood: "Even so, even if he is alive, he will hate you, blame you, you still want him to be alive, right?"
"Yes." Mo Jiushao hugged the young man with a cold body, as if he was warming him, and also seemed to be drawing warmth from the coldness, "As long as he lives, everything is fine."
Such words greatly touched the little orc.
He sighed, and a lot of words poured into his mouth, but not a single one of them could really be said.
Chu Muyun and Mo Jiushao have such entanglements, which is a good thing for Yan Chen.
The bloody feud of a broken family can never be relieved. If it is a misunderstanding, it is okay to say that it is obvious that Mo Jiushao did such a thing and really fell in love with this person, so this is an unsolved problem, and the only thing waiting is endless torture of each other.
In comparison, death is a happy ending.
Chu Muyun, who has returned to the world, will definitely not be with Mo Jiushao, so Yan Chen will have a chance.
In this way, he paid his life, and it was worth it.
At least it can make Yan Shen get what he wants.
The rest of the time was silent.
They were all waiting for that final moment to come.
Throughout the day, the diabolo forest was immersed in eerie silence.
In the evening, someone brought dinner, but unfortunately no one had an appetite for it.
One is waiting for the moment that has been longing for three years, and the other is waiting for the arrival of death. Who cares about this meal
After dark, the little orcs also rested in this room, Mo Jiushao would not let him out of his sight.
But it doesn't matter, maybe it's the last night, how can the little orc sleep
His life was only two years in total.
The most important person has filled half of his life, and now he can't even see him for the last time.
Sitting quietly in front of the window, bathed in the cold moonlight, looking at the lonely green bamboo outside the window, the little orc slowly raised the corner of his mouth.
When Mo Jiushao saw it, he couldn't help but ask, "Did you think of anything?"
The little orc whispered: "Fortunately, it's only two years. If I've known him for ten years, and if I've been with him for so long, how can I be willing to leave him now?"
The unintentional words made Mo Jiushao stunned.
ten years.
Chu Muyun had been with him for exactly ten years.
So in the end, after knowing everything, the young man chose to end it with death.
Maybe this ending is the best, but... how can you be reconciled
Mo Jiushao kissed the young man's cold lips with a gentle gesture.
The next day, when the morning sun jumped into the house through the bamboo forest, it woke the little orc who was in a trance.
Like telepathy, he raised his head sharply and looked out the window.
Almost at the same moment, a golden light suddenly burst out, like an aurora rushing towards the horizon, facing the scorching sun, and building a ladder to the sky, which is extremely majestic.
Strange things come to the world, and visions descend from heaven.
Mo Jiushao got up and looked at the scenery outside the window with a smile on the corner of his mouth.
The little orc stood motionless, expressionless.
The diabolo forest is still deadly silent, and the servants are always silent. It seems that the wind can't even blow in. When you walk out, you feel like you are in a picture scroll. Health cold.
At this moment, a silver figure loomed.
From far to near, I can slowly see his waterfall-like long hair, empty silver eyes, and morbidly pale skin. Such a posture has given birth to a pair of unparalleled facial features, which makes people feel He didn't dare to get close, but the line of sight couldn't help but fall.
Jun Mo looked at Mo Jiushao and said, "Resurrection Pill, it's done."