Jiuci asked: "I heard that a man was injured and his family didn't care, but he died suddenly on the third day."
Jiu Ci said uneasily.
Mo You raised her hand and rubbed her temples. She really had no way to deal with Jiu Ci.
"Won't."
Moyou said with certainty.
Although the neck is a very fragile place, how can anyone die suddenly if a small crack appears?
"Don't follow me anymore, I have something else to do.
There won't be any problems with your injuries. Even if there are problems, you can always come to me and I will be responsible."
After saying that, Moyou quickly walked to the east attic.
The East Pavilion has always been deserted, with almost no one coming here on weekdays. At this moment, there were only Mo You and Jiu Ci in front of the desolate and deserted courtyard.
"The east attic is very dangerous. I can protect you. Otherwise, I can't explain anything to Ge'er if something happens to you."
Jiu Ci can always find perfect excuses and reasons.
Mo You simply ignored Jiu Ci, looked up at the seventy-two-story building, with complex eyes, and murmured softly: "The Dream poppies can withstand divine punishment."
"God's punishment?
What divine punishment?”
Jiu Ci frowned and asked.
"Shut up—" Mo You glanced sideways at Jiu Ci, who immediately fell silent.
The cold wind blew, Jiu Ci shivered, and moved closer to Mo You: "This place is very eerie."
Moyou ignored it and stared at the three flags placed on the top of the east attic.
"Senior Poppy, you have been lonely for hundreds of years. This building cannot imprison you, but you don't want to come out.
Don’t you want to see the yellow sand in the desert again?”
Moyou asked.
Jiu Ci narrowed his eyes, slightly surprised.
It turns out that Dong Guofing and those practitioners did not seal the killing weapon spirit Poppy, but Poppy gave up on herself and stopped struggling.
Jiu Ci doesn't know why Poppy's weapon spirit does this... Whether it's a weapon spirit or a person, if they have consciousness, they will be afraid of loneliness.
Only when you suffer a devastating blow will you close your heart, seal off the rest of your life, and enjoy the loneliness of the passage of time.
"Senior, don't you want to recreate the prosperity of the Dream Clan?"
Don’t worry about asking again.
This time, there was no response, but the courtyard was full of poppies, and the petals danced all over the sky, exuding sad sadness.
It was telling Moyou that it had been suffering for hundreds of years and could never get out of this attic again.
Before the poppy bloomed in the desert, it was born next to the leader of the Dream Clan. Because the poppy could never find its own host, the Dream Clan sent it to the desert of the Heaven Realm according to the rules of the star map.
As a result, it escaped disaster. The Dream tribe was wiped out due to the Thousand Poison Plague, but it remained in the desert until many years later, a passerby appeared who could see it and was willing to take it away.
That is its host.
It wished to become an entity to protect the host, but due to a strange combination of circumstances, it became a killing weapon spirit, hunting innocent people with the host.
The courtyard was full of poppies, so beautiful and charming that Moyou stood in the center of the poppies, crushing the stream of light, like a fairy in the sky.
"Little Moyou..." Jiuci said softly: "Let me show you something."
Moyou looked back and saw a red gauze covering Moyou's head, covering her cheeks.
Inside the red gauze, Mo Youqing frowned, wondering what Jiu Ci was up to.
Jiu Ci gently held Mo You's face, and through the thin layer of red gauze, he touched the girl's lips lightly like a dragonfly.
The poppies were blooming beautifully, between heaven and earth, the wind was flowing among the flowers, and there was no sunlight in the gray sky. Jiu Ci could only see this girl wearing a red gauze.
He had never thought that women in this world could be so beautiful. Even without makeup or colorful clothes, they were still breathtakingly beautiful.
The red gauze added a bit of mystery, and as the light in the sky flickered, he was counting how many eyelashes Moyou had.
Mo You wears a red gauze on her head, like a bride wearing a red hijab. She is devoted to Qing Ge and just wants to solve the disaster caused by the divine punishment and the dual fate star. She has been in seclusion for several years.
She had never encountered such a thing before. Xu knew that she was not a human being, but a derivative of the Dream Clan, and she would not expect human emotions. She came to this world just to complete her mission.
At the end of her mission, her life will become rain and dew, sprinkled on withered grass.
Mo You's eyes trembled slightly, a little dazed. There was no real touch through a layer of gauze, but it was that vague feeling that seemed to be itching in the pit of his heart.
Jiu Ci saw the confusion in Mo You's eyes and shrank in his heart. He gently pressed the back of Mo You's head and pressed it into his arms.
Due to their height, Mo You's face happened to be buried in Jiu Ci's chest, almost suffocating him. Jiu Ci lowered his voice and said, "I'm sorry, I should wait until you grow up."
Mo You gathered strength with both hands and was about to push Jiu Ci away. Then he raised them up, but then slowly lowered them down, lightly holding Jiu Ci's clothes, and his palms became sweaty.
"Moyou, are you showing off how happy you are now?
If that's the case, you don't need to come to the East Loft."
A voice rang in Moyou's mind, and immediately, the poppies in the courtyard dispersed, and there was no movement of the poppies anymore.
It's like arriving in a remote, uninhabited land, and all that's left is desolation and depression... Poppy is jealous of Moyou at this moment. Once upon a time, it and its host were as good as each other.
It is now a weapon spirit, and there is another reason why it cannot leave the East Pavilion. That is, there is no cultivator in the world who can suppress its murderous aura.
Moyou heard Poppy's voice and sighed helplessly, "How long will you continue to hold me?"
Jiuci coughed a few times and took a few steps back.
Jiuci considers himself a gentleman, but this is the first time he has done such a gangster thing.
He turned his face away, his mind filled with thoughts of Mo You, who was at a loss just now. He was so cute that he wished he could love her with his life.
In the past twenty years, Jiu Ci has not known anything about men and women. Except for saving Jiu girl, he has never shaken hands with a woman.
He has been protecting Xiao Moyou for many years. Otherwise, with his romantic style, having three wives and four concubines would not be a problem, and his children might be able to meditate and practice by now.
Jiu Ci's ears were red, her cheeks were hot, and her hands under her sleeves were clenching, stretching, and twisting her sleeves.
Oh my God - Jiu Ci's mind was filled with the fireworks and fireworks blooming brilliantly, and he almost fainted.
It is true that at this time, Jiu Ci must maintain his masculine charm and must not embarrass himself in front of Mo You.
What makes Jiuci feel even more helpless is that someone secretly kissed her, and Mo You was confused and indifferent, completely lacking the shyness of a daughter's family.
"The first time Jiudian kissed a woman?"
Mo You asked straight to the point.
Hearing this, Jiu Ci almost choked on his own saliva and quickly retorted: "How is it possible? It's really nonsense. I have kissed more women than you have eaten."