Morning Star

Chapter 145 Just try and kill her if you dare!

His heart was tickled by the growing sprout, as if he understood something.

She is not someone else...

She is the ninth day.

Ever since his mother passed away, he has been alone in his world.

His world was filled with darkness. The only thing that kept him alive was hatred. He no longer had any hope for such a life.

It was she who insisted on breaking into his life and into his world. She always rushed around in his world without considering his feelings. This also made him gradually let down his guard and vigilance towards her, gradually got used to her existence, tolerated her words and deeds, and repeatedly lowered his bottom line towards her.

He even began to fear that she would leave his world and wanted to keep her by his side forever.

So, do you like these?

He didn't know, but the feeling didn't seem to cause him much actual trouble.

He didn't hate her touch, but rather liked it.

Mo Xinglan slowly closed his eyes and carefully and awkwardly hugged Chujiu's waist.

Seeing that he finally let down his guard, Chujiu was happy. But after kissing for a long time, it was just mouth to mouth, and there was no further step. She was annoyed and felt very disappointed.

She raised her lips and stared at him lovingly.

Mo Xinglan slowly opened his eyes and tilted his head in confusion, as if asking why he didn't continue the kiss.

The corners of her mouth curled up slightly, and she lowered her head to kiss the side of his neck.

She felt that he didn't resist, but rather seemed to enjoy it like a cat being stroked. A hint of cunning and success flashed in his half-closed eyes.

The right hand that was caressing his face gently slid across his snow-white neck, and continued to slowly stroke down along his concave back. When it was about to reach the cut on his back, the smile in his eyes became even more intense.

However, Mo Xinglan, who was completely immersed in her kiss, did not notice the changes in the girl in front of him. He just trembled slightly because of her touch.

Chujiu gathered spiritual energy silently with his fingers, and the next moment he mercilessly touched the wound on his back. At the same time, the spiritual energy turned into a sharp blade to re-open the wound that had just shown signs of healing.

Bright red blood gushed out instantly.

"?!" Mo Xinglan's breath was choked, and the blush on his face suddenly disappeared. Instead, in an instant, his face became several shades paler than usual.

He pushed Chujiu away, but just as he moved a little distance away, she quickly grabbed his hands.

She lunged forward and pushed him down on the bed, grabbing both his wrists with her left hand and pressing them above his head.

"You... are not Chujiu." Mo Xinglan panted, his breathing unstable.

His eyes were cold and he was also angry.

How dare you lie to him.

She didn't care about his undisguised killing intent. Instead, she stroked his fair breastbone with her right hand and smiled softly, "If I'm not Chujiu, who else could it be? Why, you want to kill me? But, are you willing to do it?"

Her slender fingertips gently stroked down along the midline, and she smiled as she said, "You like her, right? If you want to kill me, you must kill her as well. What should I do? Hmm? Are you going to kill me?"

"..." He looked at her coldly, murderous intent in his eyes. A murderous aura lingered around him, but he did not make a move.

This made her even more proud, and the smile of success on her face became even more intense.

The spiritual energy condensed from his fingertips turned into a sharp blade that slashed across the wound on his chest and abdomen.

Blood gushed out.

"..." Mo Xinglan frowned and bit his lower lip without making any sound.

Cold sweat was dripping down his pale forehead.

She raised her hand and gently stroked his face, looking at him with pity: "See, even so, you can't bear to leave."

“……” He turned his face to the side, breathing with his mouth slightly open.

She leaned over and put her lips close to the side of his snow-white neck, took a deep breath, and curled the corners of her mouth slightly: "Smells so good, you are like this, it really makes me...appetizing."

After saying that, she opened her mouth and bit his neck.

However, before she took a bite, she paused suddenly. The monster's keen insight into the approaching danger told her that she had to leave him.

Then his figure flashed, left Mo Xinglan, and rushed towards the door.

She had only run halfway when a mysterious spell hit the door, blocking it tightly and leaving her with nowhere to escape.

The next moment Liu Yue appeared in front of her, looking at her with contempt.

She knew that she was no match for the man in front of her, so she could only take a gamble.

He turned around and ran towards Mo Xinglan, but after taking a step, his whole body became unable to move.

Fear instantly surged into her mind, her body trembling, but she still refused to give in: "Don't forget, if I die, she, this little girl, will also die."

Unexpectedly, Liu Yue sneered nonchalantly and said leisurely: "Do you think I care about the life of this little girl?"

To prove what he said, he raised one hand to Chujiu's head, and a powerful spiritual energy condensed from his palm.

Although there was no murderous intent from him, she could clearly feel that he wanted to kill her.

At this moment, Mo Xinglan, who was propped up on the bed with his arms, shouted, "Try to kill her if you dare!"

"Hmph." Liu Yue glanced at him and snorted coldly, but he withdrew the spiritual energy condensed in his hands.

Then a turquoise light enveloped Chujiu.

Then the soul of a fox-like monster was pulled out of her body.

Forcibly extracting the evil spirit that has invaded the body will cause a certain degree of damage to the original soul. Even if there is no damage, it will be extremely painful, not to mention Chujiu who is always afraid of pain.

"Ah!!" she screamed in pain.

He knelt on the floor, trembling, holding his head tightly with both hands, and screaming in pain.

Seeing this, Mo Xinglan forced himself to get out of bed despite his injuries and walked towards Chujiu.

After a few breaths, the soul of the bewitching demon was finally pulled out of Chujiu's body.

Liu Yue didn't even look at it, and ruthlessly crushed the soul of the bewitching demon into pieces. He glanced at the two of them and disappeared in a flash.

After the soul of the bewitching demon was pulled out, Chu Jiu lost her balance and fell forward. Fortunately, Mo Xinglan squatted down and supported her.

He sat on the ground and held her in his arms, letting her head rest on his chest.

Chujiu's body was shaking violently, and he was still sobbing and crying, with tears falling on him drop by drop.

The pain in the soul is far more severe than the pain in the body. How could she, who is so afraid of pain, bear it?

He took out a soul-nourishing pill and stuffed it into her mouth, saying softly, "Don't be afraid, everything will be fine now."

Then he took out a Spirit Gathering Pill and stuffed it into his mouth.

If not, he was afraid that he would faint before she woke up.

He sat on the ground holding her, stroking her head from time to time to comfort her.

A quarter of an hour later she finally recovered.

Her eyes began to focus, and the first thing she saw was the bloody wound on his body, and she was immediately filled with guilt.

Why does she always cause trouble for him? He hates himself like this. She is always causing trouble but not getting anything done.