Morning Star

Chapter 241 I'll let go, don't let me fall

Not long after the three of them walked, they encountered an eighth-level firebird that was larger than an adult elephant.

He was attracted by the aura of Mo Xinglan.

When Chujiu saw Moltres, he immediately took out the Lingyun Whip and looked at it vigilantly.

Gao Yashan also entered a state of alert.

You should know that an eighth-level demon beast is equivalent to a cultivator in the middle stage of the Heavenly Spirit Realm.

There were two injured people among the four of them. Although Gao Yashan was now in the middle stage of the Heavenly Spirit Realm, he had just reached the middle stage, and Chujiu was only in the late stage of the Earthly Spirit Realm.

However, the strange thing was that Moltres just looked at them warily and did not go up to fight them.

Mo Xinglan took a step forward and protected Chujiu behind him. A trace of demonic energy lingered around him, and his pupils gradually turned red, appearing particularly strange and cold under the setting sun.

When Moltres saw those blood-red eyes, it shuddered unconsciously, slowly let down its guard, and lay obediently on the ground, as if waiting for them to sit on it.

After Chujiu and Gao Yashan were shocked, they recalled the scene when they met the snake king in the psychedelic forest before, and suddenly they didn't think it was so strange. But they were still curious about how Mo Xinglan did it when they saw it again.

"Let's go." Mo Xinglan pulled Chujiu towards Moltres.

Gao Yashan followed silently behind.

A moment later, a huge flaming bird soared into the sky.

Chujiu twisted her little face, trembling as she hugged Mo Xinglan's waist tightly, murmuring quickly: "Oh my god, I'm going to die, I'm going to die, if I fall down, I'm going to be smashed to pieces... Woohoo~ Mom... Help me..."

Ever since she came to Hualing because of the bungee jumping accident, she has had a shadow on water and high places. And the height of the Moltres is really too high, probably as high as 50 or 60 floors.

"..."

Mo Xinglan lowered his eyes and looked at the girl who was hugging his waist and shouting that she would not let go. He raised his hands hanging by his side and then put them down again.

This scene reminded him of the first time he rode the White Winged Beast with her. At that time, she also hugged him reflexively, just like now.

She always rushes around like this, without caring about anything.

Listening to the girl still yelling in his arms, he frowned, raised his hand and patted her back gently: "Don't yell, I'm not your mother. Also, loosen up a little, you're holding me too tight."

"I'll let go, don't let me fall." She raised her eyes and looked at him eagerly.

Seeing how scared she was, an evil idea flashed through his mind, and he threatened, "If you don't let go, I'll throw you down now."

"!!"

She shuddered and quickly let go of her hands in fear.

The wind created by the speed of the Moltres blew rapidly around the four people.

The high ponytail on Mo Xinglan's head was blown all over the place by the wind, and the hair on her face was fluttering in a messy manner.

Chujiu also recalled the first time he and Mo Xinglan rode on the white-winged beast. Thinking back to the present, he suddenly felt a little touched.

Only then did I realize that their conversation just now was very similar to that time. But the feelings in my heart were no longer the same as before.

After all, I am somewhat thankful.

Lost in memories, Chujiu's eyes unconsciously fell on the white hairband entangled with the dark hair in mid-air. It seemed as if a voice in his mind was saying: Grab the hairband, pull it, pull it...

So she raised her hand following the voice, reached behind his head, grabbed the white hairband flying in the air, and pulled it with a little force.

Ah~ comfortable~

As soon as the headband loosened, the hair that was tied together instantly spread out and flew in the wind.

"?!"

Mo Xinglan's body froze and he looked at her in a daze.

She swallowed.

Wow! The stars are so beautiful!

The consequences of this itchy hands are pretty good.

She was admiring Mo Xinglan's beauty when Moltres suddenly turned sideways and the strong wind slightly changed direction.

The molten bird's feathers were smooth, and the people sitting on its back were forced to move.

"Oh, I...!" Chujiu yelled in panic, leaned on Mo Xinglan and held him as if he was grabbing a life-saving straw.

As soon as her hand loosened the white hairband, it flew out, spun a few times in the wind, and fell down.

"!"

Mo Xinglan was startled and supported her back with one hand and supported the bird's back with the other.

Suddenly he felt a pain on his scalp, frowned slightly and looked down.

He noticed that she was holding his hair tightly on his chest with both hands.

Depressed, "Stop pulling my hair."

"Ah?" She looked up in confusion, and after a few breaths, she slowly moved her eyes down along his line of sight.

Then I realized that I was pulling his hair, so I quickly let go and casually combed his hair.

"Haha, sorry." She smiled apologetically.

"..."

He looked indifferent and turned his eyes away from her.

It was about to fly to an inhabited area.

After all, the flame bird is an eighth-level monster. It is easy to cause panic if it appears in the town for no reason. Moreover, not many people know that they left the Misty Domain this time, so naturally they cannot let more people know. So Chujiu used space isolation to hide the entire flame bird.

However, Moltres was very large, and it was fine at the beginning, but after a while she found it a bit strenuous.

The little face gradually turned pale and was covered with a few drops of cold sweat, but he still forced himself not to say anything.

Mo Xinglan's eyelashes trembled slightly when he saw this, and a look of heartache flashed in his eyes.

After hesitating for a moment, he reached out and gently held her in his arms.

Spatial isolation is the unique skill of the Chu family, and it will never be passed on to others unless under special circumstances. Therefore, among the four people, only Chu Jiu and Chu Furong can use spatial isolation, and Chu Furong is unconscious, so this task falls on Chu Jiu.

About a quarter of an hour later, several people appeared in the yard in front of the Chu family's pharmacy.

The shrunken Moltres landed on Gao Yashan's shoulder and tidied its crimson feathers.

Chu Congnan, Xiang Tingqin and Chu Wenxuan, who noticed someone entering the yard of the pharmacy, rushed over.

When he saw that it was the four of them, his face was filled with shock. Then when he saw Chu Furong being held in Gao Yashan's arms, he was filled with surprise, worry and confusion.

Chu Congnan first looked seriously at Chujiu, whose face was a little pale and had not yet recovered: "What's going on? Why are you back? What happened?"

There were three questions at once. Chujiu hesitated for a moment and said, "This is a long story. Let's save my second sister first."

As soon as he realized something was wrong with her words, Chu Congnan stopped asking questions and led a few people into the pharmacy.

Chu Wenxuan, who was walking at the end, closed the door and used space isolation to separate himself from the outside world for safety reasons.

Xiang Tingqin looked at Gao Yashan and said, "Put Furong on the couch."

Gao Yashan nodded, carried Chu Furong to the couch, and gently placed her on it.

Chu Congnan and Chu Wenxuan hurried forward to check on Chu Furong's condition.

However, Xiang Tingqin's attention was attracted by Mo Xinglan who was standing next to Chujiu.

She looked at Mo Xinglan in confusion, feeling that he looked familiar, but there seemed to be no such person in her memory.