Chu Jiaoxing's face was ashen. She collapsed on the ground helplessly, her lips and teeth trembling: "Impossible...impossible..."
Even though she had a vague premonition, when the facts were placed in front of her, the biting truth was still like a basin of cold water pouring from her head to the soles of her feet, freezing her originally enthusiastic heart.
Equally sluggish was Mo Wei, who was tied to the side. She froze in place motionless, with raindrops falling on her eyes, unaware of them. She only felt that her eyes were getting blurry, and there were bursts of noise in her ears.
of tinnitus.
Hearing the noise around him, Mo Wuyou turned around alertly, and happened to look into the eyes of the pale Chu Jiaoxing.
Taking advantage of Mo Wuyou's distraction, Chu Jiaoli quickly pulled out and pulled up her messy clothes. She was panting slightly and her steps were unsteady. She wanted to fall back, but she fell into a warm embrace. The strong embrace
Her hands supported her arms.
She turned her head and saw the familiar face in front of her. Her eyes turned red and her lips and teeth trembled slightly as she said, "Your Majesty..."
Beigong Tengxiao stared at her with extremely serious eyes. Before he could even say the scolding words, he saw that she was so weak that she was about to fall to the ground at any time. Finally, he breathed softly, closed his eyes and kissed her forehead.
Chu Jiaoli also closed her eyes weakly, covering her violently beating heart for the rest of her life.
On the other side, Beigong Qianqiu lifted up Chu Jiaoxing who had fallen to the ground, but saw her eyes never leaving Mo Wuyou, and couldn't help but frowned worriedly, saying: "Xing'er?"
Chu Jiaoxing suddenly shook off Bei Gong Qianqiu's hand, rushed towards Mo Wuyou like crazy, grabbed his collar, and said: "Why you?! Why does it have to be you!"
Mo Wuyou seemed to have never been so at a loss. His expression was blank, and through her scarlet eyes, he seemed to vaguely see Chu Yan's appearance. This angry and helpless struggling attitude towards fate was exactly the same as that woman's.
He unconsciously stretched out his cold hand and touched her cold little hand.
Chu Jiaoxing quickly pulled her hand away as if she was electrocuted, and immediately hit him in the face. She yelled at him viciously: "Disgusting! Don't touch me with your dirty hands!"
A loud and clear slap rang in his ears, and a palm print soon appeared on Mo Wuyou's cheek.
The aloof leader of the Yousheng Cult was slapped for the second time in his life.
When Mo Wei saw Mo Wuyou being beaten, she didn't know where she got the strength to break free from all the restraints, rushed towards Chu Jiaoxing, pulled her away from Mo Wuyou, and said: "You are so impudent! You
How dare you hit Master! Bastard! I can't spare you!"
She pushed Chu Jiaoxing to the ground, and Chu Jiaoxing gritted her teeth and pushed her away. The two of them struggled emotionally.
In the end, Chu Jiaoxing pressed her to the ground, grabbed her collar angrily, and screamed helplessly at her, while tears mixed with raindrops fell on her face.
Mo Wei felt the warmth on her face, gritted her teeth and glared at her, saying: "You don't deserve to be my sister! You don't deserve to be the master's daughter! If it weren't for you, the master wouldn't be like this! You've ruined
Yousheng Cult! You destroyed Master! You destroyed everything!"
Chu Jiaoxing's heart seemed to be touched by something, her tense fists suddenly relaxed, and her body could not stop shaking. Mo Wei pushed her away hard, gasping for air.
Chu Jiaoxing's helpless and empty thoughts invaded her heart. She sobbed and held her head, murmuring: "Help me, mom, help me..."
Mo Wuyou Xihu thought of something and suddenly walked towards Chu Jiaoxing, grabbing her wrist with both hands.
Chu Jiaoxing struggled endlessly, but she couldn't resist his amazing strength. He forced her to look at him, his voice was low and hoarse, and said: "Where is Chu Yan? Tell me, where is Chu Yan?"
Chu Jiaoxing slowly raised her red and swollen eyes and looked at the man in front of her. With such a flustered expression, it seemed that he really loved Chu Yan.
"Did you design Chu Yan's death?"
"She is blocking me from cultivating Mo Wei, which is a big hindrance."
The harsh reply in the dungeon suddenly came to mind. Chu Jiaoxing's heart felt like it had been stabbed hard. Blood oozed from the lip she was biting, and the veins in her fists were beating constantly. She yelled at him.
Said: "Dead! My mother was killed by you, a beast!"
Mo Wuyou froze on the spot, as if his expression had been weathered by the years. The surroundings were so silent that there was no sound. What was equally distressing was Mo Wei, who was listening to the conversation between the two.
She only felt a stinging pain in her heart, her eyes went dark, and she fainted.
By the time the rain stopped, it was already past midnight. In the cave, the wood fire made a "chirping" sound, and scattered sparks floated in the air, adding a bright color to the dark mountain top. Everyone fell asleep tiredly.
Mo Wuyou's eyes were dark. He looked at Chu Jiaoxing, who was nestling beside Bei Gong Qianqiu, without blinking for a long time.
"If I knew she was there, I wouldn't say anything."
Chu Jiaoli's soft voice came from behind. Mo Wuyou seemed to be tired. He just turned his head slightly and did not turn to look at her. His hoarse voice revealed the vicissitudes of life: "If I hadn't taken action against you, would you have planned to hide it from her?
, Hidden from me, from everyone?"
Chu Jiaoli couldn't help but chuckle and said: "What's the benefit to her if she knows? She is the dazzling sun in the clear sky, and you are the devil who swallows the light in the dark night. You and her are two different worlds.
people..."
"I won't devour her." Mo Wuyou frowned and retorted.
Chu Jiaoli wisely shut her mouth and stopped continuing the topic. She straightened her skirt, walked to Bei Gong Tengxiao, and helped him straighten his collar as usual. After a long time, she said again: "You
Dudu didn't knock me out, is there anything you want to say to me?"
"I will give you the antidote, you just need to answer me one question."
When she heard about the antidote, Chu Jiaoli's beautiful eyes lit up, and her eyes suddenly turned red. She pretended to be calm, clenched her fists, lowered her head and exhaled, saying, "Ask me."
"Do you think Chu Yan hates me?"
A faint sentence floated out, and Chu Jiaoli slowly closed her eyes and said: "I don't know what my aunt is thinking, but in my memory, her eyes when looking at her second sister are always full of
She loves Mo Wei and Chu Jiao Xing more than herself."
Mo Wuyou pursed his lips lightly. Chu Jiaoli's meaning was very clear. As much as Chu Yan loved Chu Jiaoxing and Mo Wei, he hated him. He had always been ruthless and cold-blooded, but he would get confused when he met Chu Yan.
, his heart will only be deeply touched by her.
The woman he loves most hates him more than anyone else.
He suddenly chuckled to himself, revealing an endless sadness.
Chu Jiaoli looked back at him. His lifelong obsession had turned out to be a joke made by God. It would be unbearable for anyone else.