Morning Star

Chapter 110 You said you would protect me

"You help... No, it's not good, right?" Gao Yashan's face, originally pale due to the injury, suddenly turned red. He grabbed his clothes with both hands, just like Chu Furong was a pervert.

Chu Furong didn't think too much and was only worried about his injuries. Seeing that he was still acting like a young wife, she became a little impatient: "Why are you dithering like that, old man? I didn't say anything, what do you have to worry about?"

"Yes, but..."

He was about to say something, but Chu Furong interrupted him angrily: "Are you a man? If you are a man, be decisive."

"I..." Gao Yashan was speechless for a moment.

After hearing Chu Furong's words, he suddenly felt angry. Then, to prove his point to her, he took off his shirt in no time.

Then, a pair of eyes with a glimmer of light stared at Chu Furong without blinking and said, "Okay."

When Chu Furong met those brown eyes, her heart suddenly trembled and she swallowed unconsciously.

The momentum just now was reduced by more than half in an instant.

Her eyes flickered as she looked at the fair upper body of the boy in front of her.

He didn't notice it when he put on his clothes, but now that he took off his clothes, he discovered that there was such a strong and powerful body under the clothes.

But there were several bloodstains on this strong body, and blood was still flowing out of one of the bloodstains.

When Gao Yashan saw Chu Furong staring at his body without blinking, the momentum that had just risen up in his mind was instantly dissipated. His face turned red again, and even his neck turned red.

He quickly lowered his head, and his hands holding the clothes moved unconsciously, as he had the urge to put on the clothes.

"Second Miss." He stammered and called out Chu Furong.

Chu Furong shuddered before she came to her senses, and her face instantly turned red.

He coughed lightly and turned his head away: "Don't, don't misunderstand me, I, I just..."

She couldn't make up any more stories so she changed the subject: "I, I'll help you heal your wounds."

"......Hmm." Gao Yashan moved his dry throat.

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As night fell, the demonic energy in the Demonic Forest finally calmed down. In an instant, the entire Demonic Forest was silent, as if there was no sound at all. The silence was too strange, like the silence before a storm.

On the second day, Chujiu frowned and gradually woke up.

She moved her palm and what she touched was not the hard and cold ground, but a soft and warm chest that was rising and falling rhythmically.

chest?!

She opened her eyes suddenly, and what caught her eye was Mo Xinglan's white clothes.

I quickly rolled off him and looked at him.

"Not awake?" he muttered to himself.

After checking his body, they found no external injuries.

His complexion also recovered.

Chujiu was stunned when he saw his closed eyes.

The corners of his eyes were red at the moment, giving off a strange and charming look. How familiar was this red to her? She was almost killed by him at that time.

But what is going on?

Looking at the demonic energy floating around his body, it seemed as if it was filled to overflowing.

They always felt that he was acting strange at the moment. For their own safety, Chujiu and Mo Xinglan kept a distance and were always on guard against him.

"Mo Xinglan, Mo Xinglan wake up, Mo Xinglan... Hey, wake up..." She carefully stretched out a hand and pushed him while shouting.

After shouting for a while, the boy with his eyes closed suddenly opened them. His eyes were empty and cloudy, his pupils were as red as blood, and full of murderous intent.

"!" Chujiu took a breath after seeing it and reflexively withdrew his hand from him.

But just as she took it back, the boy who was supposed to be lying on the ground suddenly sat up, raised his hands and strangled her neck.

Chujiu looked at the hand that was extended to him with a shocked expression.

"Oh my god! Again?!"

Fortunately, she was prepared. She tilted her head back, stretched out her hands to grab his hands tightly, and then hit him on the forehead with an iron head kick.

She practiced the Zheng Gang Xuan Gu Gong, and although her physique was not very good, her bones were definitely harder than those of ordinary people. She was also afraid that she would not hit hard enough and be killed, so she used all her strength when hitting, and she even felt a buzzing in her head after the collision.

Mo Xinglan's already empty eyes became even emptier after being hit by her, and he fell backwards with his eyelids drooping. Chujiu did not dare to take it lightly, and took advantage of this opportunity to pounce forward and press his hands tightly on both sides of his head.

Only then did she realize that he had been knocked unconscious. She thought something was wrong and was about to call him, but before she could say anything, she saw him open his eyes again, with an even more murderous look on his face.

She almost had a heart attack from the shock, and she tightened her grip on his hand.

How could the irrational Mo Xinglan let her pin him to the ground and not move? He struggled to throw Chujiu off her.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Chujiu raised his right knee and pressed it against his abdomen. He pressed his hands to the ground with both hands and even used his spiritual energy to prevent him from moving.

Mo Xinglan seemed to feel the pain and frowned, with an even stronger murderous aura on his body.

Chujiu was already sweating profusely, not only because he was tired, but more because he was scared.

It was a close call. I almost lost my life.

However, things are not over yet, and the crisis is not resolved.

She clearly felt that the demonic energy in the air around her began to become restless and full of hostility towards her.

If she continues like this, she will die sooner or later, she must wake him up.

"Mo Xinglan! Wake up! It's me, Chujiu! Wake up!" she shouted anxiously.

"..."

Mo Xinglan, who was pressed to the ground, was stunned for a moment, and his eyes became clear for a moment. But it was only for a moment.

Seeing his eyes full of murderous intent and defensiveness, Chujiu didn't know what else he could do to wake him up except to keep calling him.

"Mo Xinglan, look at me, look carefully, it's me, Chujiu."

"You said you would come to me."

"Mo Xinglan! I'm Chujiu..."

"You said you would protect me..."

She kept shouting and glanced around.

The murderous intent hidden in the evil spirit became stronger and stronger, but he did not take action. She knew that her words were still useful.

But she didn't know how long this state could last, and she felt very uncertain.

Looking back at Mo Xinglan, whose eyes were still filled with murderous intent, she became hoarse from shouting and didn't know how else she could wake him up.

Extremely nervous, she observed him and his surroundings, and finally her eyes fell on the collarbone that was exposed when he struggled.

She was determined: "You're not going to wake up, right? You're going to kill me again, right?"

As she spoke, she leaned over and bit his collarbone with such force that it seemed as if she could break it.

Even after tasting his blood she didn't lessen her strength.

She didn't let go until she realized that the murderous intent in the demonic energy was no longer there. She looked up at him, panting.

At this time, Mo Xinglan's face was filled with pain and sorrow, his eyes were still empty and turbid, and his bright red pupils seemed like they would drip a drop of blood and tears at any time.