Morning Star

Chapter 130 Stupid Humans

Yu You, who had already lost his mind, didn't care about these things at all. He just kept attacking and now only wanted to kill the two of them.

A figure appeared in front of Chujiu, becoming clearer and clearer, from transparent to solid.

He is a young man whose entire body is green except for his skin.

Whether it is the color of hair, eye pupils, clothes or shoes, they are all emerald green.

But he had fair skin and was handsome, probably in his twenties or thirties.

"..." Chujiu stared at him for a long time, tears still falling.

Oh my god, how can there be such a green person?

He came out from...it seemed like he came out from the body of the black-hearted monster.

Are you here to rescue them?

Thinking of this, she lowered her head to look at Mo Xinglan and found that Mo Xinglan was looking at her with his eyes open.

She felt happy and aggrieved at the same time. She hugged him and rubbed her face against his. The panic and fear on her face had not yet subsided: "Woo... Xingxing... you scared me to death... Woo... you finally woke up..."

Mo Xinglan: “…”

Just now I was worried whether I scared her, but now he feels disgusted.

I really wanted to push her face away from me, but I had no strength left.

He said in a very weak voice: "Don't... rub it..."

Chujiu then stopped, looked at him with tearful eyes, and nodded obediently.

"..." He glanced at her, frowned and closed his eyes.

He is obedient now.

Seeing him close his eyes, Chujiu was startled and gently stroked his face: "Woo... don't sleep."

Mo Xinglan frowned and said softly without opening his eyes: "Not asleep."

"Yeah." Chujiu then put down his hand.

At this time, the palace lord who had dismantled the secret realm formation arrived with four old men.

Before he had time to be shocked and figure out the situation, four old men rushed towards Yu You with murderous intent.

Yu You sensed the danger and reflexively stepped back, and the four old men followed closely.

In just a blink of an eye, the four men and the demon moved away from their original position and fought fiercely with flames flying everywhere.

The mansion lord approached the two of them, looked at Mo Xinglan, who was covered in blood with a tentacle stuck between his chest and abdomen, and then looked at Chujiu, who was hugging Mo Xinglan with tears in his eyes.

His face was full of guilt and sorrow. He looked at Chujiu and tried to suppress the sadness in his heart and said, "Girl, I'm sorry, we are late."

It would be great if he could quickly remove the formation. Knowing that Yu You was cruel, he shouldn't have left them here.

It's all his fault.

What a good boy, he lost his life at his best age. He was only seventeen years old, still a child...

It was all his fault. If he had opened the barrier earlier, if he had gotten here earlier, this wouldn't have happened...

As I thought about it, my eyes turned red and tears welled up in my eyes.

“……” Mo Xinglan slowly opened his eyes and stared at him speechlessly.

He's not dead yet, why are you crying?

“……”Chujiu also looked at him speechlessly.

The green-haired young man standing nearby cast a look of contempt.

Humph, stupid humans.

The tears that were about to flow out of the palace lord's eyes stayed there motionless the moment he saw Mo Xinglan open his eyes.

No one spoke for a while, and an awkward atmosphere gradually arose.

After a while, the mansion master finally came back to his senses, coughed lightly and maintained his almost non-existent seriousness: "I'm needed over there."

After saying that, he disappeared as if escaping. The next moment, he appeared beside the four old men and fought with Yu You.

Chujiu blinked blankly, then lowered his eyes and looked at Mo Xinglan carefully.

He was originally wearing white clothes, but now the whole clothes were almost dyed red by his blood.

His eyes were fixed on his chest and abdomen, which were pierced by the spiky tentacle. They rose and fell with his breathing, but blood seeped out with every rise and fall.

She frowned at him and asked confusedly, "Does it hurt?"

Mo Xinglan chuckled and said in a hoarse voice: "...What do you think?"

What kind of stupid question was she asking? She actually asked him if it hurt. How could it not hurt? Every breath hurt.

She pursed her lips: "Then how can I make you feel better?"

As he spoke, he took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the blood off his face.

“…” He looked at her and let her wipe it.

At this time, the green young man who had been silent took a few steps closer to Mo Xinglan, squatted down, and stared at the tentacle with an unhappy look on his face.

I have a bad feeling on the ninth day.

Sure enough, her bad premonition came true the next second.

The young man's right hand transformed into an extremely hard green claw, which grasped the tentacle that passed through Mo Xinglan's body to his back.

Chujiu quickly freed up one hand, fearlessly grabbed his claws and asked in horror: "What are you doing?"

He looked at her like she was an idiot. "Of course, crush this tentacle. What else can you do?"

She asked as if to confirm, "Really just crush it and not do anything else?"

"......Yeah." He replied reluctantly.

Only then did Chujiu release his claws.

The emerald green claws grasped the tentacle behind Mo Xinglan and crushed it into powder with a slight squeeze.

Then it moved to the tentacle in front of Mo Xinglan.

Before he could hold it, the little hand grabbed it again: "What are you going to do now? You can't crush it again."

Afraid that he didn't understand, she immediately explained: "If this section is crushed, the remaining section will remain inside the body. Don't do that."

"...Are you an idiot?" He finally couldn't help but say the words he wanted to say most.

"..." Chujiu's mouth twitched. He felt angry after being scolded by him.

But her mind was telling her to calm down and not get angry.

"So what do you want to do?" he asked after calming down.

The young man replied nonchalantly: "Pull it out."

"No!" Chujiu refused decisively.

He quickly explained, "This can stop the bleeding. If you pull it out, how will you stop the bleeding with such a big hole?"

The young man sneered, "It's just to stop the bleeding. But you, don't you know that he's having trouble breathing now?"

"?!" After he said that, Chujiu quickly looked at Mo Xinglan.

He lowered his head slightly, leaning against her with half-opened eyes, his face was pale, his lips were colorless, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

She looked at his chest and abdomen again.

Ask him: "You, what do you think?"

After all, this body belongs to him, and he will be the one who suffers the pain later, so she can't make the decision for him.

"Hmm." He pursed his lips and uttered a word softly in his throat.

After hearing this, Chujiu let go of the young man's hand and hugged Mo Xinglan instead.

The young man grasped the tentacle with his claws, glanced at Mo Xinglan, and then used one hand to circulate emerald green airflow to heal the wound, while with the other hand he slowly and evenly pulled out the thorny tentacle.

"..."

Mo Xinglan's veins on his forehead bulged with pain, his face turned pale again in an instant, cold sweat covered his forehead, and his wet hair stuck to his face.

He just frowned, bit his lower lip and made no sound.