Morning Star

Chapter 368 You Don’t Understand Him at All

Chujiu glanced at Xingshu, his mind suddenly lit up and his eyes rolled.

She pouted and looked at Mo Xinglan in annoyance, as if she was spoiled.

"I don't want it. I want to compete too. I just came out of seclusion, so I can take this opportunity to practice my skills."

"..."

Mo Xinglan was somewhat speechless. What was she trying to do?

Soon, Chujiu's voice sounded in my mind: "Don't worry, with you here, nothing can happen to me. This is a good opportunity to show you the results of my practice."

He then breathed a sigh of relief and waved his hand: "It's up to you."

He just needs to accompany her in whatever she wants to do.

Chujiu smiled smugly, turned around and looked at Xingshu with a gloomy face in front of him, and found it a little funny.

He didn't rush into the fight, but instead crossed his arms over his chest, walked leisurely around Xing Shu, and looked her up and down.

He sighed leisurely: "She has a slim waist, fair skin and long legs. Hmm..."

Nodded appreciatively.

"..." Xing Shu stood where she was and followed her figure vigilantly.

I wondered what she was going to do.

After hearing this, Mo Xinglan's expression, which had just been fine, became increasingly gloomy.

Some of the audience around were as confused as Xingshu, while others agreed and nodded along with Chujiu.

Chujiu came in front of Xingshu, tilted his head and said leisurely: "Willow-leaf eyebrows, phoenix eyes, jade nose, cherry mouth, oval face."

He paused and looked at her hair again, sighing with a hint of teasing, "With those big waves, she looks like a queen, wow, what a beauty."

"You?!" Xing Shu was a little embarrassed.

Chujiu's praise sounded like a deliberate teasing to her.

Chujiu took in her expression and was very satisfied with her reaction. His eyebrows curved and he opened his mouth to say something, but a young man's cold voice with a warning rang in his mind: "If you don't want to compete, get down."

Her face froze and her eyes flashed guiltily.

The black-hearted monster was angry, well she won’t praise him anymore.

He smiled at Xing Shu and stopped talking about praising Xing Shu. Instead, he asked, "Are you interested in sparring with me?"

Xing Shu was stunned for a moment, her eyes darkened, and she chuckled, "That's exactly what I want."

I've disliked her for a long time.

"Hehe." Chujiu covered her lips and chuckled.

Then Xingshu took the scimitar in both hands, and Chujiu took the Lingyun spear in one hand, and they exchanged a few polite words before starting to fight.

I have to say that she is worthy of being the daughter of the Demon Lord. If she was still in the early stage of the Heavenly Spirit Realm, it would be very difficult to deal with her, and she might even lose miserably in the end.

But now it’s different. Not only has her cultivation level improved, but she also has the original owner’s natural supernatural power, so she can cope with it easily.

Neither side used their full strength and was still testing each other. Neither of them was injured.

After a while, Chujiu seemed to be exhausted. He fought with Xingshu and then did a backflip to distance himself from her. He held his spear with one hand and gasped for breath. He had no expression on his face, but he looked like he was just trying to hold on.

It was not a first day outfit, because she had just been fighting with Xing Shu when a strong and familiar resentment suddenly emerged in her mind, and she wanted to kill Xing Shu in front of her. In this situation, she naturally could not cause a death, so she suppressed the resentment with great effort.

Mo Xinglan was a little worried and his eyes were always on Chujiu.

Xing Shu thought that Chujiu was only capable of this much and was just holding on.

She curled the corners of her mouth slightly, gripped the scimitar tightly and swung it towards Chujiu.

Chujiu looked at the incoming scimitar and an idea popped into his mind.

It’s better to take advantage of the situation.

So from then on, in everyone's eyes, Chujiu was trying hard to avoid Xingshu's attacks, and he suffered a lot of injuries.

Mo Xinglan's eyes became more sinister and he was burning with anger.

How could he not see that she did it on purpose? But even if she did it on purpose, how could she let herself get hurt? Wasn't she afraid of pain? How dare she let herself get hurt now?

At this time, Xing Shu swung her scimitar at Chu Jiu's face without mercy. Chu Jiu realized the danger, stuck his spear into the ground, used this as a support point to quickly bend down and lower his head, did a front flip, and kicked Xing Shu with his foot using spiritual energy.

Xing Shu was shocked and put away her knife, gathering her magic energy to block it. The two forces collided quickly, and both distanced themselves from each other.

Although Xing Shu's knife didn't hurt Chujiu, even after she put away the knife, the strong wind still cut off her hairband.

Chujiu stood still, her long dark brown hair fluttering. The hairband tied to her hair broke into two pieces, and fell to the ground along with her hair.

His eyes turned cold, and the resentment was difficult to suppress.

Xing Shu sneered and said sarcastically: "Wasn't that attack just now quite good?"

"It's noisy."

Chujiu's eyes became even colder, and he was already on the verge of going berserk.

The next moment his whole temperament changed and he looked somewhat similar to Mo Xinglan.

The hand holding the spear tightened, and he flashed in front of Xing Shu and swung the spear in front of Xing Shu.

Xing Shu was shocked and quickly used her two swords to block, but she was hit hard in the abdomen just as she blocked it and flew backwards.

The scimitar was inserted into the ground to stop the out-of-control body, and it fell to the ground with a backflip.

Chujiu attacked again, not giving her a chance to catch her breath. His power was so strong and unpredictable that Xingshu had a hard time receiving it and suffered a lot of injuries.

After finishing a set of fighting, Chujiu jumped up, holding the spear in both hands and chopped at Xingshu like a knife.

Xing Shu's innate sense of danger made her jump back instinctively. Although she dodged, she was knocked back several meters by the remaining wind.

For the first time, cracks appeared on the altar floor. Chujiu ignored it, retracted his spear and swept forward.

Xing Shu was horrified. As soon as she stood firm, she jumped up again and landed behind Chujiu. She took the opportunity to sweep Chujiu with a scimitar.

Chujiu didn't even turn his head, he turned his spear, and stabbed the blade backwards at Xingshu who was attacking him.

Xing Shu was startled and put away her knife to block, shocked that the force was so great.

He took a few steps back before he could stand firm.

Chujiu turned around and glanced coldly, then held the gun with both hands and continued to attack.

After a hundred rounds, Xingshu was already exhausted, but Chujiu had no intention of giving up.

The gun blade was inserted into the ground, and he used the gun barrel as a support point to raise his leg and kick towards Xing Shu.

Xing Shu crossed her two swords in front of her and barely blocked it.

But the next moment, he felt pain in his wrists, his hands holding the knife loosened, and the knife fell to the ground.

Chujiu kicked her in the abdomen again.

Xing Shu flew backwards, but Chujiu followed closely behind her, raised the gun and swung it at her lower back, sending her flying into the air.

He jumped up again, grasped the spear with both hands, used it as a stick, and hit Xing Shu on the waist.

"Boom!"

Xing Shu fell on the altar, spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, moved her arms and tried to get up.

Chujiu frowned and thrust out the spear, but it stopped at her neck.

"I advise you not to get up, otherwise I will lose control and kill you."

Her eyes flashed with an unprecedented sinisterness, as if she really wanted to kill Xing Shu.

The fact is that she was not lying, she could feel the strong killing intent in her heart. If she had not killed so few people, she would not have been able to control the killing intent and Xing Shu would have died on the spot.

Xing Shu sneered: "If that's the case... then why don't you just kill me?"

"Because you are not my enemy." Chujiu replied coldly.

She was stunned, a little confused: "You and I... one person and one demon, how can we not be?"

She didn't say that she also liked Mo Xinglan, because from the look in Mo Xinglan's eyes when he looked at Chujiu, she knew that Mo Xinglan would never like her no matter what.

The Lord only has the girl in front of him in his heart and no one else can be accommodated.

Chujiu guessed what she was thinking by looking at her eyes and thought that what she asked was very funny.

I'm afraid she is not the only one who has the same problem, but also most of the people and demons present.

Glancing at the crowd, I saw the same puzzled expressions on their faces.

He sneered: "Oh, otherwise why would I think you are stupid. You don't even know where your real enemy is, and you are fighting among yourselves."

"The real enemy?"

There was a lot of discussion below, but no one understood what she said.

Sitting high up, Mo Xinglan curled the corners of her lips slightly. Sure enough, there were some things she still had to say.

Chujiu ignored everyone's comments, but squatted down and looked at Xingshu coldly, saying in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "I know you like Mo Xinglan, this is your business and I have no right to manage it."

Xing Shu looked at her in a daze, opened her mouth but said nothing.

Chujiu continued, "But you have to know that Mo Xinglan belongs to me alone, so please don't show your admiration for me so obviously in the future. Otherwise, you will regret it."

She was curious about how Xingxing would treat Xingshu when he found out that Xingshu liked him. Moyun also liked Xingxing, and she didn't know if Moyun's fate was due to his love for Xingxing.

Thinking of this, she felt a little annoyed.

I must ask him about this later.

Then his eyes fell on Xing Shu again, and he asked doubtfully: "With Mo Xinglan's personality, he has never even looked at you, right? What do you like about him?"

Xing Shu was stunned and smiled: "Then what do you like about him?"

"Heh..." Chujiu sneered, "It's not that I'm arrogant, but your love for him will never be as great as my love for him."

Then he sighed and said, "You don't understand him at all."

"You..." Xing Shu wanted to refute, but when she saw her clear eyes, she swallowed the next words.

Those eyes were clear and pure, without any mockery or anger, as calm as water without a ripple, as if telling her a fact.

After that, Chujiu stood up and said nothing more to her.

Xing Shu was so injured that she couldn't stand up, and Wu Li was the one who took her away.

"So you have been discussing for so long, but is there any result?" Chujiu glanced around.

There was a moment of silence before someone stepped forward and asked, "Humans and demons are incompatible, so why aren't they enemies?"

Chujiu sneered, "If they can't coexist, then they are enemies? Ha, then let me ask you why humans and demons can't coexist?"

"Because, because people once killed many of our compatriots." The man thought about it.

"Has the devil never killed anyone? Do you dare to say that the devil has never killed anyone?" Chu Jiu narrowed his eyes slightly, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

The man shuddered and was speechless.