Morning Star

Chapter 122 9'er is really brave

She was discouraged for a moment, but then she immediately regained her spirits and looked around him: "Did you get the Xuanli Sword?"

He didn't answer but asked: "What do you think?"

"Did you get it?" she asked tentatively.

He just smiled and said nothing.

Judging from the way he looked, it was very likely that he had gotten it, and she was happy for him in her heart.

"Let me see it." Her face was instantly filled with curiosity and anticipation.

He smiled and said, "Why should I show it to you?"

Chujiu thought about it carefully: "Because... because I have never seen the world. Look, you are so powerful. Holding the Xuanli Sword, and I who follow you have never seen what the Xuanli Sword looks like. If others know, it will embarrass you. So, to make you proud, let me see it. Hehe."

Mo Xinglan raised his eyebrows: "..."

Her explanation of belittling herself and elevating others actually left him speechless. If he refused, it would seem that he was wrong.

Then he spread out his right palm, and light blue demonic power emerged from his palm, slowly spinning to form the Xuanli Sword.

"So beautiful." Chujiu exclaimed as he looked at the Xuanli sword in his hand.

“…” He was stunned, speechless and confused.

Why didn't she say how powerful and spiritual the sword was, but instead just said it was beautiful?

Are the only words she sees like pretty, not pretty, beautiful and not beautiful?

Chujiu didn't know what he was thinking, he only knew that the magic sword in front of him was so beautiful, so pretty, and it suited him so well.

She raised her big, watery eyes and looked at him expectantly: "Can I touch it?"

Afraid that he would disagree, she added: "Just think of it as a way to broaden my horizons."

Seeing him looking at her with a smile, she thought he would not agree, but he nodded the next moment.

She didn't know that he was thinking about her interesting reaction after she touched the Xuan Li sword.

With his consent, she excitedly reached out and gently touched the hilt of the sword as if it were a treasure.

"ah!"

As soon as her fingers touched the hilt of the sword, she immediately withdrew her hand as if she had been electrocuted and screamed.

He took a few steps back, pointed at Xuan Lijian and said to him in horror: "It, it, it bites!"

"I won't touch it anymore. It doesn't look good at all. Humph!" She pouted and glared at Xuan Lijian angrily.

He had an expression of great liking on his face just now, but in the blink of an eye it turned into disgust.

"Hahaha..." Mo Xinglan chuckled at her reaction.

Xuan Li Sword recognized him as its master, and from then on, no one except him could touch Xuan Li Sword. If someone used it forcefully, it would backfire. He knew her temper, so he let her touch it.

Seeing that he was laughing without hiding it, she became angry and said, "You did it on purpose again."

Why is he teasing her all the time today? Does he think he is funny?

Seeing that he was still laughing, the more she told him not to laugh, the happier he laughed.

She simply turned around and ignored him, walking in one direction.

Humph! Scaring her, teasing her, making fun of her, she would record all these in her little notebook. When he encounters the same thing one day, she will definitely pay him back.

She had even asked the mansion master about his mother's past just for him, but he actually... Humph! He wouldn't tell him.

"Where are you going?" Seeing her walking angrily in one direction, he put away his smile and followed her.

She emphasized in an unpleasant tone: "Where else can I go? Find my second sister."

"Oh, do you need my help?" he said with a smile.

Chujiu paused for a moment, then his almond-shaped eyes turned and suddenly lit up. The anger on his face disappeared completely, and he smiled and said, "Of course I need it."

“……” He just smiled and said nothing.

It changed quite quickly.

She perfectly illustrates what it means to be able to bend and stretch.

The two of them walked together, and Chujiu's little mouth kept chattering along the way, asking for two candies from time to time.

Chujiu told Mo Xinglan where the mansion lord had gone.

Later she encountered a monster, but she was not afraid because Mo Xinglan was there to fight her, and she also collected a lot of spiritual herbs.

At this time, she was admiring the demon pill that Mo Xinglan had just taken from the demon beast, and asked an irrelevant question: "Mo Xinglan, can you sing? Come on, sing a few lines."

"No." He glanced at her.

Sing? Are you kidding? How can he sing? He can't sing even if he can.

She asked again: "Can you hum a little tune? Hum a few lines."

"No." He replied calmly.

After hearing this, Chujiu's face twisted and she looked up at him in confusion: "You can neither sing nor hum, your beautiful voice is wasted."

Mo Xinglan rolled his eyes at her and chuckled twice: "You are so good, why don't you sing a few lines?"

How dare you talk about him?

She raised her eyebrows complacently: "It's not that easy to listen to me sing. Unless..."

"Unless what?" he asked.

"Unless you call me..." She stopped talking halfway, looked him up and down, and sighed, "Forget it."

"?" He frowned, his eyes puzzled. What did she mean?

Chujiu ignored his gaze and walked forward with brisk steps, singing as she walked.

Mo Xinglan was stunned for a moment when he heard the singing, then the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Chujiu sang one song after another. She would sing any pop song or classic old song as long as she thought it sounded good. If she couldn't remember the lyrics, she would make up her own. Anyway, Mo Xinglan had never heard of it, so she wasn't afraid of being embarrassed if she made a mistake.

The two of them didn't look like they were here to gain experience, but rather to enjoy the scenery.

At this time she sang a song called "Jiuer".

"The fields beside me, the jujube flowers at my fingertips, the sorghum is ripe and the sky is full of red, Jiuer, I will send you to the distance..."

She was about to change to another song when she heard Mo Xinglan ask in confusion, "Why are you sending yourself far away for no reason?"

"..." She was speechless. Did this guy do this on purpose?

Because she saw a playful smile on his lips.

She snorted at him: "This Jiu'er is not my Jiu'er."

"Hmm?" He raised his eyebrows, "Tell me about it."

So Chujiu told him the story roughly, and finally exclaimed: "Jiuer is so brave."

There is inevitably a double meaning in the words.

Mo Xinglan sneered, leaned closer to her and said with a smile: "Brave? Come on, Jiuer, tell me, how is Jiuer brave? Is it Jiuer who runs the fastest when encountering danger? Or is it Jiuer who likes to hide behind me?"

"I..." She opened her mouth, turned her head and glared at him in anger, just meeting his face that was trying not to smile.

She crossed her arms over her chest, snorted angrily and turned her head away: "I didn't say it was me."

He couldn't help but burst out laughing, and joked as he laughed: "Jiu'er is angry? Jiu'er, don't be so petty. You are all Jiu'er, I thought Jiu'er was talking about herself. Jiu'er, I was right? Jiu'er, you won't be embarrassed, right? Huh?"

His repeated calling of "Jiuer" made her feel uncomfortable all over and her heart was filled with fear.