Morning Star

Chapter 214 Can I still be stolen?

Mo Xinglan looked at her angry back and raised his lips slightly. Although they had a quarrel, he was happy at this moment.

The two of them were in a stalemate for less than a few breaths. Chujiu turned around and wanted to argue, but he found Mo Xinglan smiling with his eyes downcast. After a moment of hesitation, he also smiled.

She took a few steps forward and supported him: "Let's go, go find my second sister and the others."

"Why aren't you with them?" Mo Xinglan looked her up and down, "Are you injured? Or are you hurting somewhere?"

"I was in a hurry to find you, and there were so many people around, so we got separated while walking."

After she finished explaining, she looked at him with amusement again: "Speaking of injuries, shouldn't I be the one asking you? My injury is almost healed."

She took the medicine carefully during those days.

Mo Xinglan chuckled: "Do you think I'm in trouble now?"

"It's hard to say." She shook her head.

Then he thought of something: "Why did Mo Mingjie suddenly go crazy and chase you and beat you up? When did you provoke him?"

"Hasn't he been mad all along?"

"Uh...really?"

"Yes."

This matter goes back to the night when Chujiu and Mo Yun finished the challenge.

After Mo Xinglan fed medicine to the unconscious Chujiu on the bed, he walked out and went straight to the inn where Mo Mingjie and Mo Yun were staying.

At that time, Mo Mingjie was guarding Mo Yun who had just woken up. Suddenly, a black shadow flashed by, and Mo Mingjie was kicked before he could even see the person clearly. He was about to curse when he saw that Mo Yun on the bed disappeared.

There were many abandoned houses in Piaomiao Domain. Mo Xinglan took the knocked-out Mo Yun to a thatched hut and threw Mo Yun on the ground.

He held on to the pillar and gasped for a while, took a Spirit Gathering Pill and regulated his breathing, then poured a pot of ice water on Mo Yun's face.

Mo Yun was soaked through and woke up shivering.

The temperature in Piaomiao Territory in August is colder than the outside world, and it is even colder at night. If cold water is poured on the body, especially for the injured, who knows how cold it will be.

When Mo Yun woke up and saw that it was Mo Xinglan, she was surprised and happy, but when she saw the surrounding situation clearly, the joy disappeared in an instant, and was replaced by fear.

"Third, Third Young Master? What are you going to do?" Mo Yun shrank his body in pain and looked at Mo Xinglan vigilantly.

Mo Xinglan leaned against the pillar and looked down at her. He was dressed in black and almost blended into the darkness of Piaomiao Domain, but his eyes were inexplicably shining with a cold light, icy and chilling.

He sneered after hearing Mo Yun's question, lowered his eyes and looked at his palms with a sense of comfort, and spoke lazily: "What can I do? Of course, I can talk to you."

After a pause, he glanced at Mo Yun with eyes full of sneer: "Don't you like me? But why do you look so scared when I see you like that?"

Mo Yun was stunned for a while after his thoughts were exposed, and he stammered, "You, you know?"

After he finished speaking, he thought of something else, with a hint of displeasure in his eyes: "Since you know, why do you still treat me like this?"

"It was obviously me who knew you first! But why did you never look at me? Why do you only have eyes for her? What Chujiu can do, so can I. How can I be inferior to her? How can someone like her be worthy of you?" She became more and more sad and angry as she spoke, carrying with her the dissatisfaction and unwillingness of these years.

Mo Xinglan just found it funny after hearing this, and looked at her like a clown, with a hint of sarcasm on his face: "Whether she is worthy of me or not is up to me, so who are you? You are not even as good as a hair of hers. How can you be compared with her?"

He paused and the smile disappeared from his face. He looked cold and grim, and with his already pale face, he looked like a ghost coming to take his life.

He raised his hand and a thread of spiritual energy wrapped around her neck, lifting her up a little.

The thread of spiritual energy tightly wrapped around Mo Yun's neck, but he was not in a hurry to kill her.

Mo Yun twisted his face in pain and looked at Mo Xinglan with difficulty: "I, I, I and Chujiu are, it is a legitimate challenge, you, you can't kill me."

"Oh, when did I ever say I was going to kill you?" he sneered.

In the Domain Heart City of Piao Miao Domain, killing is prohibited, and people in the Heavenly Spirit Realm are prohibited from fighting at will. But as long as no one is killed and the Heavenly Spirit Realm cultivators do not fight, those who manage the domain will not care what others do.

He didn't want to make a big deal out of it, so he had no intention of killing Mo Yun from the beginning. But even if Piaomiao Domain didn't have that rule, he still wouldn't kill Mo Yun, because only the living can experience pain. Killing him directly would be so boring.

Thinking of this, the smile on his face gradually twisted, almost crazy.

Mo Yun's heart trembled when she saw this. She seemed to understand what Mo Xinglan wanted to do.

In the blink of an eye, a pill was thrown into her mouth. She was forced to swallow it before she could even vomit. Then another pill was thrown into her mouth. Mo Xinglan threw her to the ground.

Mo Yun took a few breaths and looked at him: "What did you give me to eat?"

"Why are you in such a hurry? You'll know soon." He said this with an almost twisted smile on his face.

Mo Yun was stunned for a moment and wanted to say something, but before he opened his mouth to say anything, a sharp pain came from his whole body, accompanied by the dissipation of his cultivation.

Cultivation is so important to a cultivator that it is even more important than their life. Mo Yun no longer cared about the pain in his body, and was left with only fear and hatred.

She yelled at Mo Xinglan with a distorted face like a madman: "Mo Xinglan! Mo Xinglan! Why? Why do you treat me like this? Mo Xinglan! I hate you! I hate you!"

Seeing her like this, Mo Xinglan was not angry but laughed as if he heard some compliments. After a while, he disappeared into the hut.

At this time, Chu Furong and the other two who were looking for Chu Jiu finally found Chu Jiu and his companion.

Chu Furong came to Chu Jiu anxiously and looked her up and down. Seeing that she was fine, she breathed a sigh of relief, then turned and glared at her unhappily: "Why are you running away alone? What if you get lost? There are so many people around, and you are still injured. Do you know that?"

Chujiu was so stunned by the scolding that he lowered his head with a pursed mouth and whispered: "I don't have eyes on the back of my head. How would I know..."

"You still think you're right?" Chu Furong was so angry that she almost burst into flames.

She had watched Chujiu rush into the crowd before, and she didn't come back even when her throat was about to smoke. There were so many people that she couldn't squeeze in at all.

"I was wrong." Chujiu looked at her cautiously and said timidly.

Mo Xinglan found her so adorable that he couldn't help but rub her head with his hand, and said softly, "Jiu'er is looking for me. But you really shouldn't go alone, otherwise what if someone steals her away when you're not paying attention?"

"Uh-huh?"

Chujiu was happy at first because he spoke for her, but she was dissatisfied the next moment. She looked up and glared at him: "Steal, steal?! What do you mean by stolen? What do you think of me? How can I be stolen?"

She waved her hands again and gestured: "I'm so big, not so small, can I just steal it away?"

She seriously suspected that in his eyes she was not a person but some kind of animal.

Mo Xinglan watched her every move but smiled without saying a word.

How could such a cute little rabbit not be easily stolen?