Morning Star

Chapter 371 The strange desire to win and lose

Chujiu also told Mo Xinglan about the original owner's memories and the changes of Lingyun and the hairpin he gave her. However, he did not mention Piaomiao, after all, this was something that could not be said.

Later, when she showed the hairpin to Mo Xinglan, a hint of surprise flashed in Mo Xinglan's eyes, but he quickly understood and felt that it was nothing.

Just ask her to keep the hairpin well.

As for the fact that Chujiu was a spirit body, he planned not to tell her for the time being, but asked her to tell him in advance when she went into seclusion for cultivation in the future.

Chujiu felt that this was what he should do, so he agreed without thinking too much.

On the other side is the Xu family in Hualing.

After taking the elixir obtained from the Mo family for a period of time, Xu Lian's scar on her face had healed, and her skin even became more tender and smooth.

Looking at her delicate face in the mirror, Xu Lian felt proud but also resentful.

There was murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

She will not let Chujiu go, she will make her taste the pain of being disfigured.

The next day, Xu Lian found Mo Yun, who had recovered a lot, and told him about her hatred for Chu Jiu. Mo Yun also held a grudge against Chu Jiu and Mo Xing Lan for various reasons.

The two have the same goal, so they work together again.

Mo Yun gave Xu Lian some advice and asked her to find Mo Hengsong.

Based on Mo Yun's suggestion, Xu Lian told Mo Hengsong that she planned to find a way to infiltrate the Chu family and pass on the information about the Chu family's defense to the Mo family.

Mo Hengsong agreed with Xu Lian's request.

He also ordered someone to tell the matter to the head of the Xu family, Xu Lian's father. At this time, the head of the Xu family had been controlled by Mo Hengsong, so he naturally obeyed Mo Hengsong's words.

So the Xu family sent people to drive Xu Lian out of the Xu family on the grounds that Xu Lian did not listen to the family's advice and insisted on helping the Chu family. They also announced to the public that Xu Lian could be beaten to death if seen.

After the Chu family learned about this, they thought there might be a trick, so they did not send anyone to rescue them directly, but instead sent someone to investigate secretly.

After some investigation, it was found that the news was true and Xu Lian was covered with bruises.

Finally, Xu Lian was rescued.

At this time, Chu Furong's injuries had greatly healed, and Zhuohua woke up and came out of the scroll.

That day, Chu Furong found Xu Lian and looked at her, who was almost wrapped like a mummy on the bed, and asked in confusion: "If I remember correctly, you have hurt Xiaojiu many times before. What do you want to do by coming into our Chu family now?"

Xu Lian's body was covered with wounds, her face was as pale as paper, and she had difficulty speaking.

She chuckled and said weakly, "I did harm Chujiu, but don't you think about her previous temper? Who wouldn't resent her? Haha, I'm afraid even you, the second sister, would resent her."

"..." Chu Furong had to admit this. She really hated Chu Jiu. No, not just her, everyone in the family who had been bullied by her hated her, even her parents didn't want to care about her anymore.

After thinking for a while, he asked, "Don't you hate her now?"

"Then do you still hate her?" Xu Lian looked at her calmly. Seeing that she didn't say anything, she continued, "You can let go of your hatred for her, why can't I?"

After a pause, he said, "Although I still dislike her a little bit, this does not affect my trust in my uncle and aunt."

Hearing this, Chu Furong sneered: "Your father doesn't believe us, so why should we believe you can?"

"Didn't you hear what I said?" Xu Lian sneered.

Chu Furong frowned, not understanding.

Xu Lian emphasized: "What I said is that I believe in my uncle and aunt."

"Why do you trust my parents so much?"

"Because my uncle saved me when I was little." She paused and said, "Forget it, you wouldn't understand even if I told you."

After that, Xu Lian didn't speak again. It seemed that she was too seriously injured and too tired to talk, so she closed her eyes.

Seeing that she didn't want to say anything more, Chu Furong didn't stay any longer and turned to leave Xu Lian's guest room.

But in my heart I still felt that what Xu Lian said was not credible.

The injuries on Xu Lian's body were not serious, they just looked serious. With the help of the elixir, she was almost healed after a few days of recuperation.

At night, she secretly informed the spy who received the useful information she got from the Chu family.

On the way back, I passed by Chu Furong's room and heard the conversation between Chu Furong and Gao Yashan.

"Although I really hated Xiaojiu in the past, it was my parents who used her Nine-Star Spiritual Root to save my life after all. I will always feel indebted to her." Chu Furong smiled.

Gao Yashan was a little confused after hearing this: "Does Xiaojiu know about this?"

Chu Furong shook her head: "She probably doesn't know. I only found out about this by accident from my parents. After all, it happened when we were still very young."

Xu Lian was shocked after hearing this. She was afraid of being discovered if she stayed any longer, so she left without listening any more.

She didn't expect that Chujiu was born with nine-star spiritual roots, and she didn't expect that her own parents would use her nine-star spiritual roots to prolong Chu Furong's life.

It seems that Chujiu's parents are not very kind to her. But she deserves it.

……

Demon Palace, Chujiu has not slept for a long time tonight, lying on the bed staring at the ceiling in a daze.

She was wondering whether she should wake up Mo Xinglan.

If I wake him up, I'm afraid of disturbing his sleep. But if I don't wake him up, what if he doesn't notice it tomorrow?

Just as I was struggling with this, my forehead was tapped lightly and I heard the lazy voice of a young boy in my ears.

"What are you thinking about without blinking an eye?"

Mo Xinglan lay on his side beside her, supporting his head with one hand.

Chujiu came back to his senses and dodged a few times, then waved his hands and said with a smile: "It's nothing, it's nothing, go to sleep."

"..." He frowned, somewhat displeased.

She must be hiding something from him. What is it that even he can't tell her?

Chujiu felt a little guilty when he saw him looking at him with resentment.

She put her arm around his waist and made up an excuse: "I wonder when Huahua and the others will come back and what kind of news they will bring back."

"...Really?" Mo Xinglan asked after hesitating for a moment.

"Really, really." Fearing that he would doubt her, she pretended to be angry and clenched her hands tightly, "You don't believe me? Huh?"

However, she had forgotten that she had inherited the original owner's natural power. When she tightened her grip, the force was really strong. Mo Xinglan felt that his waist was about to break because of her hug, and even breathing was a little difficult. He put down the hand that was supporting his head and turned to pry her hand apart.

“…Be gentle.”

Chujiu tilted his head in confusion, and after a few breaths he remembered and quickly loosened his grip.

"Are you okay?"

She rubbed his waist gently: "Is your waist okay?"

Mo Xinglan shuddered, and quickly grabbed that hand, saying in annoyance, "Don't move."

"...Oh, okay." She quickly stopped moving and hugged him gently.

After hesitating for a moment, he was still worried and asked quietly, "Is your... waist okay?"

Why does it feel a bit strange? But how else should she ask?

Mo Xinglan's eyelids twitched and he felt something was wrong. He took a deep breath and gritted his teeth: "My waist is fine."

Finally, Chujiu realized what was wrong. His eyes rolled, and the corners of his mouth curled up into a sly smile. He gently pinched his waist with his palm.

He stiffened and patted her back gently: "Don't move."

She ignored his words, raised her eyes and grinned at him: "Xingxing's waist is so soft."

"Shut up."

"I'm serious." She chuckled, paused, and then changed the subject, thinking of something, "Can Xingxing bend down?"

"Bend down? What is that?" He was puzzled. But he had a bad feeling.

Chujiu thought about how to explain it to him, but always felt that it was difficult to explain in words.

So he let go of him, got out of his arms, and jumped up: "I'll show you a live show."

The mattress was very soft and elastic, and when she jumped, Mo Xinglan's whole body bounced. He sat up speechlessly and looked at her.

I saw her standing on the bed with her hands raised above her head and her waist bent backwards.

"Be careful!" He thought she was going to fall, and subconsciously reached out to help her.

But before she touched it, she pressed her hands on the bed and supported herself there in a very strange posture.

He looked at her in horror: "Are you... okay?"

She didn't answer, but lifted her legs up and stood upside down on the bed.

Sitting down next to him, she tilted her head and said excitedly: "How about it, will Xingxing know how to do it?"

"I..." I don't know why, but I always feel something is weird looking at her expression, but I can't put my finger on it.

Seeing that he hesitated for so long, Chujiu pursed his lips, a little disappointed: "If I can do it, you can't do it, right?"

This sentence and her expression successfully aroused his desire to win.

"How could I not be able to do such a simple move?"

Following her movements, he did it easily. Afterwards, he looked at her with a smug look on his face and said, "I thought it was easy, didn't I? It's not difficult at all."

Chujiu originally had some little thoughts in mind, but after seeing his smug look, those little thoughts disappeared without a trace.

The corner of her eye twitched, and she stretched out her legs for some reason: "Can you do a split?"

"You like this?" He pointed at her legs.

She nodded proudly: "Yeah."

"Heh..." He chuckled disdainfully, and then did it easily.

This suddenly aroused Chujiu's desire to win.

She just couldn't believe today that a girl like her could not be more flexible than him?

Then, he stretched his legs out to the sides again: "Look at my splits."

"Who wouldn't be the same."

Mo Xinglan was not behind at all.

Chujiu gritted his teeth unwillingly, stood up and raised one leg above his head. At the same time, he said unyieldingly: "I can also do a standing split!"

"I also……"

"Ah, no! I can't stand still!"

"careful!"

Due to his desire to win, Chujiu forgot to find a handrail when doing the splits. The bed was soft, and his body became unstable and fell to one side just after he finished the splits.

Mo Xinglan took a deep breath and immediately reached out to hold her body to prevent her from falling.

"It hurts..."

He raised his leg too suddenly and put it down too suddenly. His leg cramped suddenly and he felt so painful that his legs felt weak.

Mo Xinglan's heart trembled, and he held her and sat her in front of him, and asked anxiously: "Where does it hurt?"