Morning Star

Chapter 397 Stars, I see the sky

However, Mo Xinglan had already noticed that something was wrong with her, and at the critical moment he grabbed her hand and stopped her action.

He kept some distance from her, held her hand tightly, and took a look at the dagger and the hand that was holding the dagger, with the palm already scratched by the nails.

She should have been very strong, but he was able to hold her hand to stop her, which was enough to show that she subconsciously held back her strength.

Mo Xinglan's pale lips slightly raised but there was no trace of a smile, but instead full of sarcasm. He sneered, his tone also full of sarcasm: "After all, it has come to this."

The ninth day of the lunar month: "..."

She was stunned for a moment and didn't understand why he said that, but she quickly continued to fight the heart-eating insect in her body.

Even though my body was out of my control, tears rolled down from the corners of my eyes.

Mo Xinglan frowned, his face was full of sarcasm, but his heart was in pain. He raised his other hand and gently wiped away the tears from her eyes, but the more he wiped, the more tears came.

Chujiu continued to fight desperately against the heart-eating poison in his body, fighting for the use of his body.

Finally, he was able to control his body a little. His lips trembled and he spoke with difficulty: "Let's go...let's go..."

The blood on the corner of his mouth had just been wiped away, but now it was stained again. This was the backlash brought by the Heart-Eating Gu.

"Jiu'er!"

Mo Xinglan's bloodshot pupils trembled, and his heart also trembled violently.

Thinking of what Mo Hengsong said, she realized something. The hand holding her wrist felt her pulse and found that it was indeed the Heart-Eating Gu.

As a doctor, how could he not know about poisons?

Anyone infected with the heart-eating poison will die if they fail to complete the task.

He looked up at the gray sky, and a sarcastic smile appeared on his lips again. He knew that it was a trap waiting for him, but he still had to take the initiative to enter.

This ancient formation should be something that can weaken his soul. How could Mo Hengsong have such a formation with his qualifications? It is obvious that it was given by obsession.

He had figured out his weak spot. It looked like he was going to die today.

But he was somewhat glad that his fate was different from Bai Ximin's.

There was no misunderstanding between him and Jiuer, and Jiuer didn't want to hurt him, and that was enough.

He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his blood-red pupils had turned back to their usual pitch-black color.

Without that enchanting crimson, he looked a lot paler.

His eyebrows were curved and his lips were slightly curled, and the innocence that a young man should have was revealed on his face for the first time.

He lifted her chin with one hand, held her hand with the other and moved slowly, pointing the sharp blade to his chest, and stabbed the blade into his chest.

"Jiu'er, don't be afraid."

He seemed not to feel the pain and lowered his head to gently kiss the bloody lips.

Chujiu opened his empty eyes and his pupils shrank sharply.

Do not!don't want!

"Well……"

"Star!"

The moment the dagger was completely inserted into his body, she was finally able to speak.

The hand holding the dagger trembled and loosened.

"Bang!"

Only the handle of the knife fell to the ground.

Mo Xinglan frowned and moved his lips away from hers. His head slid to her shoulder, and bright red blood gushed out of his mouth.

At the moment when the blade completely penetrated his body, he could clearly feel that the blade turned into a force and merged into every inch of his body. At the same time, he could no longer feel Liu Yue's presence.

My legs went limp and I slid to the ground.

"Xingxing..." Chujiu helped him slowly kneel on the ground.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry... How can I save you, what should I do..."

She asked, crying, at a loss.

The intense pain made Mo Xinglan's face turn even paler, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

With trembling hands, he gently wiped the blood from her lips, rested his forehead against hers, and chuckled, "Don't be afraid... I'm here, it's okay."

Chujiu suddenly remembered something, supported his body with one hand, rummaged around, took out a few top-grade healing pills and stuffed them into his mouth.

"Xingxing, Xingxing, just eat a few more, and you'll be fine..."

It seemed that she was not talking to him, but comforting herself.

How could he be fine? He was already injured, and she stabbed him, how could he be fine?

Mo Xinglan knew that the pill was of no use to him, but he still obediently finished the one she handed to him.

At this moment, the formation suddenly started to work.

Mo Xinglan sensed the danger and suddenly, with strength from nowhere, he raised his hands, grabbed her shoulders and pushed her to the ground.

He lay on top of her, holding her head gently with both hands, protecting her head against his chest.

"bass!"

A sharp sound that pierced the air sounded above, followed by a mysterious and powerful white beam of light like a sword shadow that fell straight on his back and penetrated his body.

But he didn't even say a word, just frowned and blocked it.

"Xingxing!" Chujiu cried and reached out to push him away, but was afraid of hurting him by using too much force.

From the gap, he saw the next one coming down and shouted, "Lingyun!"

"Ow!"

The Lingyun Whip flew out from her sea of ​​consciousness. The white dragon roared and used its huge translucent body to block the attack.

Part of the force that hit Bai Long was backfired on Chu Jiu. Her face turned pale, but she gritted her teeth and resisted making a sound.

Mo Xinglan naturally knew it, and his cold fingertips gently touched her brow.

The next moment, Chujiu felt that her cultivation was sealed, and Bailong's power weakened and was forced to return to her sea of ​​consciousness. Her body could not move.

At the same time, Mo Xinglan mobilized all the little remaining strength in his body, whether it was spiritual energy, demonic energy or the power belonging to the devil, to form a barrier to block every subsequent attack.

"Xingxing, don't be like this. I want to protect you too." Even though Chujiu was trying hard to hold back her tears, they still slipped from the corners of her eyes into her hair.

Mo Xinglan's eyes turned blood red again, with a smile on his face: "Jiu'er, be good... don't cry."

“…I won’t cry.”

Although she answered like this, she couldn't control her tears.

Mysterious and powerful forces hit the barrier he had condensed.

But the barrier could only protect her, not him. Every one of them landed squarely on his body and soul.

"Stars... stars..."

Chujiu's mind was blank as she watched this scene. She didn't know what to say. She called him over and over again, tears streaming down her face.

Mo Xinglan frowned, unable to bear her like this, he pulled the corners of his mouth, trembling his lips and whispered in a hoarse voice: "Jiu'er, don't cry, I'll tell you a secret, okay?"

"No, I don't want to listen, don't say it, I don't want to listen..." She cried and couldn't even shake her head.

That's how it's played on TV. People always tell secrets before they die, but she doesn't want to hear them. If she doesn't listen, nothing will happen to him. That must be the case.

Mo Xinglan just kept talking to himself.

"When I was little, I really liked eating the candy you bought for me before, but later, I didn't like it anymore."

"Also, the day I went shopping with you for the first time, it was actually me who ate candied haws for the first time."

"It's delicious, really. I ate one and fell in love with it."

"At that time, I found out that you ate one of my candied haws, and I was a little, a little angry."

Chujiu recalled the scene of that day.

She was the one who offered to treat him to a candied haws. He refused at first, but when he went to the medicine store to buy some, he asked her to hold the candied haws for him. She accidentally ate one. He was a little unhappy when he found out, but it was only for a moment.

"I didn't mean it..." She really didn't mean it. She didn't expect that he would like to eat candied haws.

Mo Xinglan's eyes were full of tenderness: "I know."

Know she didn't mean it.

But he never ate Tanghulu again after that. That was his first time eating it, and probably also his last time.

But it was given by Jiuer, and he was satisfied.

Chujiu pulled the corners of his mouth, but his tears welled up even faster: "Then I will make candied haws for Xingxing to eat. I will learn well and make as many as Xingxing wants to eat. Okay?"

He opened his lips and before he could utter the word "OK" a mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth, staining his sleeves red.

"Crack!"

A crisp and faint sound penetrated Chujiu's eardrum.

The barrier was finally broken, and sword rain-like power fell on Mo Xinglan unhindered.

However, he slowly used his limbs to prop himself up, trying to block most of the damage.

Chujiu finally got to see what he looked like at this moment.

She looked up at him blankly, her eyes full of bloodshot, as if tears of blood would drip out in the next moment.

"Crack!"

There was another crisp sound. It turned out that the Half Life Pearl that he had given her before, which she had placed in her sea of ​​consciousness, had actually... broken by itself!

The hairband she gave to Mo Xinglan was also broken by the powerful killing force and shattered into powder.

The painful time is always long, as if a long time had passed before the killing finally stopped, the sky became bright again, and the surrounding things became clear.

The place was in ruins. Only a broken wall remained of the house, and not far away there was a dead plum tree that had been chopped down to a broken trunk.

Mo Xinglan's whole body went limp, and he fell on Chujiu, his long black hair scattered on his back and the ground.

He was nearly fainting, but the severe pain in his body and soul made his consciousness fluctuate between confusion and clarity.

Chujiu felt that the seal on his cultivation had been released somehow, and he could move his body again.

She looked at the sky, which was not clear, and gently stroked Mo Xinglan's back with her hand. She didn't know whether to cry or laugh. She whispered with trembling lips: "Xingxing, I can see the sky. Are we okay?"

But she knew it was just self-deception.

Mo Xinglan opened his mouth with trembling eyelashes and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Star!"

Chujiu exclaimed, slowly sat up, held him in his arms and let his head rest on his shoulder.

Mo Xinglan opened his lips and spat out several mouthfuls of blood.

I could clearly talk to her before, but now I can't utter a single word.

His brows were tightly furrowed, his entire face was pale, and his forehead and neck were covered in cold sweat, as if he had just been pulled out of the water.

Blood flowed from his lips to his neck, soaking his clothes. His originally snow-white clothes were almost stained blood red.