Morning Star

Chapter 176 It's okay, 9'er, I'll support you from now on

He ran very fast and arrived in front of Chujiu in a blink of an eye. He looked at Chujiu with a smile on his face: "Sister, I want to buy a ball."

"You look like a ball to me." Chujiu looked up speechlessly at the boy who was half a head shorter than Mo Xinglan.

So why come to her?

Mo Xinglan glanced at Chujiu, then turned back and asked coldly, "Don't you have a master?"

He didn't understand what Chujiu meant, but he wanted to buy the ball with spirit stones, so he didn't ask. Instead, he looked at Mo Xinglan pitifully with a pursed mouth: "The master said that I was too wasteful and would not give me spirit stones."

After a pause, she said nervously and timidly: "Brother Xinglan, can you lend me some spiritual stones? I promise to return them to you next time."

"..."Mo Xinglan stared at him expressionlessly, without any unnecessary movements.

This stupid monster really doesn't have a good brain. Did Mu Qiqi forget to add a brain when she drew this stupid monster? Who else can I borrow spirit stones from? Why not borrow from him? Do you want to die?

"Pfft! Haha..." Chujiu burst into laughter after hearing this and pointed at Mo Xinglan, "If you go to him to borrow money, he's even more spendthrift than you... Haha..."

"Ah?" After hearing this, Zhuo Hua looked at Mo Xinglan with an expression of sympathy and a fellow sufferer.

However, when Mo Xinglan saw this, his face darkened.

He suddenly changed his mind again.

As he raised his hand, two high-quality spirit stones appeared in his palm. He threw them directly to Zhuo Hua without even looking at them, and said disdainfully, "No need to return them. Don't come over again."

"Really? Oh, okay." Zhuohua held two high-quality spirit stones with sparkling eyes and happily went to the place where the soccer balls were sold.

This was the first time he asked Brother Xinglan to borrow spirit stones. Unexpectedly, Brother Xinglan was more generous than the master and did not ask him to pay them back.

Chujiu, who was originally smiling, froze on his face immediately after seeing this. He looked at Zhuohua who was walking briskly, and then looked at Mo Xinglan who was staring at him in disbelief.

"..."

After a while, she raised her shaking hand and pointed in the direction of Zhuohua. Her lips were shaking so much that she stuttered, "Two, two, two... top-grade spirit stones, top-grade, Mo Xinglan, top-grade spirit stones, not middle-grade, nor low-grade, but top-grade. You, you, you just gave it to him like that? And you won't let me return it, won't let me return it?"

Top grade spiritual stone!

Spirit stones are the currency of this world. One hundred low-grade spirit stones are equal to one medium-grade spirit stone, and one hundred medium-grade spirit stones are equal to one high-grade spirit stone. According to the price of goods in Hualing, one low-grade spirit stone is equivalent to one dollar.

In other words, Mo Xinglan gave Zhuohua 20,000 yuan at once, and threw it over casually without even looking at it.

Twenty thousand dollars, how nice it would be to give it to her!

Seeing her painful expression, Mo Xinglan was stunned for a moment, then smiled helplessly and raised his hand to rub her head: "Just two. If Jiuer wants it, let alone two, I will give you two million."

"..." Chujiu's eyes widened after hearing this. He finally understood why he was such a spendthrift. He had the capital to spend, and most of it was probably earned by himself.

But, she was a little skeptical whether he really had that much?

But if you think about it carefully, she is at least the daughter of the Chu family, a great cultivation family that can hold up half the sky in Hualing Continent. When she went out, her parents also gave her and her second sister a lot of spirit stones, and two high-grade spirit stones could actually be taken out casually.

But, that was before attending that auction!

And now she is very poor!

Although it wasn't that unbelievable anymore, she still felt so painful!

But come to think of it, after all, that was not her spirit stone.

Oh... it's not hers...

Ugh……

She is so poor...

Mo Xinglan found it very interesting to see the changing expressions on her face.

She had mentioned before that she and Chu Furong had attended an auction, and it was also known that she didn't have many spirit stones on her since then.

Seeing her sad expression at the end, you can tell what she is thinking.

The hand on her head rubbed it gently again: "It's okay, Jiuer, I will support you in the future, okay?"

It’s just spirit stones, he has plenty of them.

Chujiu, who was feeling sad, came back to her senses after hearing his words. She looked up at his gentle smile and was stunned for a moment. Thinking of the sudden kiss before, she suddenly became awkward and turned her head away. She raised her hand and slapped away his hand that was rubbing her head: "No, I can still support myself."

Although we need to save, save and save again.

"..."Mo Xinglan looked at his empty hands and his eyelashes drooped slightly.

You won't even let him touch you?

When I raised my eyes, I saw her walking towards Zhuohua.

As he watched her gradually recede, the dream he had the night he confessed his love to her emerged in his mind. The short-haired girl at that time and the girl with buns in front of him now gradually overlapped.

His pupils shook, and regardless of his injuries, a stream of spiritual energy swung over and wrapped around her body.

"?!" Before Chujiu could react, he felt his body tighten, and then flew backwards.

She was startled and thought she was being ambushed. She fell into a cold embrace in shock. She looked up at the young man with a sinister face who was holding her.

Mo Xinglan saw the horrified look on her face and quickly put her on the ground and untied the spiritual energy thread on her body. The sinister look on his face disappeared instantly and was replaced by a look of grievance and pleading: "Jiu'er, don't..."

But before he could finish his words, he suddenly started coughing and was about to fall to the ground.

Chujiu, who had recovered from the shock, quickly supported him and put his weight on himself. He wanted to pat his back to calm him down, but then he stopped when he thought of the injury on his back.

Mo Xinglan coughed for a long time before he stopped, panting and slowly standing up with the help of her.

He released his hands that were covering his lips and wounds and slowly reached for her face, but stopped halfway when he saw the blood on his hands. He dropped his hands to his sides.

Chujiu knew what he was going to do, and he didn't plan to avoid him even though he was like this. It wouldn't hurt to be touched. But he suddenly put his hand down.

Her eyes slowly followed the hands, and she saw the blood-stained hand quietly grasping the hem of his clothes.

Her eyelashes trembled as she looked up. There was blood on his lips and chin. A trace of blood slid down his chin to his neck. The bright red blood fell on his fair skin, making him look even paler.

He ignored the blood on his mouth and continued to say in a hoarse voice: "Don't leave."

"..." She was stunned, not knowing whether to be angry or distressed. This man is really desperate. At this time, he is still worried about whether she will leave. She didn't say she was leaving. Besides, where can she go at this time?

Mo Xinglan couldn't wait for her answer, so he moved his feet forward, but his body shook again.

Chujiu was startled and hugged his waist reflexively, but he had an injury on his waist so she didn't dare to hug too tightly.