"Really, you... you're not lying to me, are you?" Xiao Mo asked suspiciously, but the desire in his eyes couldn't be hidden. She longed to hear the word "no" from Yan Jue's mouth.
Yan Jue also complied with her wishes for the first time. He didn't know whether to tell Xiao Mo or to himself. He said, "It will be fine. Everything will be fine. It will be the same as before."
When Xiao Mo heard these words, her heart was finally put back into her stomach. She fell to the ground with a thud. The argument with Yan Jue just now had almost consumed all her strength. Now she couldn't even stand Getting up is a problem.
Yan Jue is not confident when he says this. There are many magic weapons in the world of cultivation, but it is impossible to cure human flesh and bones everywhere. That is a magic medicine that saves human lives. Once it comes out in the world of cultivation, it will definitely be There was a rain of blood, and possessing such a treasure was equivalent to possessing a life. People were afraid of death, especially after reaching a high position, and they couldn't let go of the taste of power, so they valued their lives even more.
Rather than saying that Yan Jue was comforting Xiao Mo, he was comforting himself. He was unsure, but when he thought about it, what if he opened his eyes? What if he could smile at him, what if he could hear that man sweetly call him Brother Yan again? …
He doesn't want to let go of such a sweet future yet
Yan Jue knew that he seemed to be making Feng Yuqing angry all the time. He knew that Feng Yuqing liked Xiao Mo the most. If he treated Xiao Mo better, Feng Yuqing would be very happy when he saw it.
Yan Jue finally returned to the demon world with Feng Yuqing in his arms. No matter how much reluctance Xiao Mo felt in his heart, he had to admit that Yan Jue was more suitable to take care of Feng Yuqing than himself, just because any conspiracy and trick would be impossible in the face of strength. It was all in vain. She had no power, no strength, and no enough sophistication. All she had was Feng Yuqing's love for her. But Feng Yuqing was gone, and she had nothing.
Xiao Mo knew that the reason why Yan Jue let her go was because of Feng Yuqing's face. If another person had treated him like this, he would have been tortured and killed millions of times by him. Hehe, even her own life was at risk now. Alms given by others.
Who the hell is she? She has always been a dispensable existence.
"Mo Mo, Mo Mo, what's wrong, wake up quickly." Ye Xiuyuan's cold voice awakened Xiao Mo's consciousness.
Xiao Mo's black crow-colored eyelashes trembled slightly, like a butterfly that was frightened by passers-by and wanted to spread its wings. Xiao Mo's eyes were tired as never before, and her eyes were as heavy as lead. It took a long time before I opened my eyes.
Ye Xiuyuan's usually plain face also lost a bit of composure and became a bit more anxious. He was very afraid that something might happen to the boy.
"Have you had a nightmare, or haven't you had a good rest recently?"
Xiao Mo nodded. The familiar feeling in the dream brought her back to the darkest time again. It was the past that she didn't want to mention, or it was her deepest pain.
Ye Xiuyuan saw that Xiao Mo had no intention of explaining, nor was he annoyed. He just stood aside and observed the boy's physical condition, as if nothing had happened. If the boy didn't want to say anything, he didn't want to embarrass her either.
But in my heart, I still remembered a name that the young man murmured to himself in his sleep, Feng Yuqing, what kind of person was he that could make the young man so worried.
(End of chapter)