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Chapter 47

Chu Muyun recalled his last death experience.

Um... it hurts.

Chu Muyun: "Next time I change to a faster way of death."

Zero: "Can I not die?"

Chu Muyun: "You don't think you're going to die, can these crazy people let me go?"

Zero: "But you are dead...They didn't let you go."

Hearing these words, Chu Muyun looked at his ‘corpse’ again, which was quite mixed.

Ling Ling was right, and really...I didn't let it go.

Compared with Chu Muyun's complex mood, Mo Jiushao's expression was relieved after seeing'Chu Muyun'.

He was born very well, always looking at outsiders, there is always a kind of alienation and indifference that refuses others thousands of miles away. But now, looking at a dead person, his eyebrows are soft, and his light gray eyes are full of affection, as if that is not a dead person, but a living one, who will smile at him, talk to him, and talk to him. His close lover.

Although I imagined that Mo Jiu Shao fell in love with'Chu Muyun', when he saw it, Chu Muyun was still a little surprised.

After all, this is arrogance, a selfish person who is only himself.

But...Chu Muyun bends the corner of his mouth, without much thought.

Although the love he performed in his performances is lifelong and lasts forever, but in fact...love is like that lyrics, it comes too fast like a tornado, rumbling, and it goes faster than anything else.

Three years is a long time for ordinary humans, but for the emperor of the demon world, it is really nothing.

So the current Mo Jiu Shao looks like a deep meaning, but as long as a few hundred years later, who will remember who?

Chu Muyun collected his thoughts.

This is very good. Strike while the iron is hot, and while Mo Jiu Shao is still affectionate, quickly fulfill the conditions.

The little orc stood by the door, hesitating.

Mo Jiushao carefully lifted the young ‘sleeping’ up and leaned him in his arms. He held his pale and weak hands with his fingers interlocking.

This picture has an unspeakable feeling.

There is some coolness, some sickness, but inexplicably touching.

You can never wake up someone pretending to be asleep, so no one can tell arrogance that Chu Muyun is dead.

People will have a period of self-protection after experiencing great pain.

They will get stuck in it, unwilling to step out, and are more willing to sink into the beautiful imagination drawn by themselves than the cruel reality.

The little orc frowned slightly, unwilling to break such a scene.

Mo Jiushao looked at him and said softly: "You are really alike."

The little orc got closer, and after seeing it more clearly, he understood this sentence.

It's really very similar, the facial features can be said to be exactly the same.

But there are also different places. Chu Muyun is tall, even if his skin is pale now, but just looking at it like this, you can imagine that he must be very healthy and very energetic when he is alive, and even the little orc I am an adult, and my height hasn't risen, especially with a pair of furry ears and a small tail, it is easy to distinguish two people.

It's scary. Many people are unwilling to distinguish.

The little orc walked over and sat quietly on the wooden chair next to him. He looked at Chu Muyun and suddenly asked, "How did he... die?"

Mo Jiushao's body was obviously stiff, but he was self-sufficient, soon calmed down, and whispered: "To save me."

The little orc widened his eyes: "Is he so powerful?" He was able to save the Demon Supreme.

Mo Jiushao raised the corner of his mouth extremely lightly: "He is very powerful."

The little orc's eyes darkened, his lips pursed, and he said nothing.

Mo Jiushao naturally understood his thoughts. He looked at him and said, "When he was young, he was more like you, very stubborn, resolute, all..." He paused and moved closer to the young white man. On the forehead, a kiss full of pity, "...very affectionate."

Hearing this, the little orc felt uncomfortable.

The more resembling and embarrassing, the more resembling it means that Yan Chen is looking at Chu Muyun through him, and it means that Yan Chen has never liked him.

He felt uncomfortable, and the little orc curled his fingers uncomfortably, trying to relieve the tingling sensation in his heart with this mechanical action.

Mo Jiushao sighed lightly: "Don't worry, I just want Chu Muyun to come back to life. As long as he can live, it doesn't matter if he is not by my side."

He knows the mind of the little orc, and he knows that the little orc wants Yan Shen to be "loved".

The little orc said nervously: "He is your lover, and he didn't even want his life for you. After he wakes up, he will definitely stay with you, so how can he leave you?"

Mo Jiushao lowered his eyes: "Because I did something wrong, he will not forgive me."

The little orc looked at him suspiciously.

Mo Jiushao’s expression is very complicated. He slowed down and said softly: "When he was ten years old, his family was broken and he was adopted by me and grew up, but in fact his home was destroyed by me, and his parents were my own hands. Killed, I kept hiding these things, knowing that he found everything in the end."

This obviously subverted the little orc's imagination, he looked at him in shock: "You..."

Mo Jiushao smiled at him, her eyes dark as dark clouds about to rain, making everyone feel sad for no reason.

"So, he won't stay with me."

The little orc was stunned and understood: "Even so, even if he comes alive, he will hate you and blame you, do you want him to survive?"

"Yes." Mo Jiu Shao hugged the cold young man, as if he was warming him, and as if he was drawing temperature from the cold, "As long as he is alive, everything is fine."

Such words greatly touched the little orc.

He sighed, and a lot of words came to his mouth, but there was not a single word that could really be said.

The entanglement between Chu Muyun and Mo Jiu Shao is a good thing for Yan Chen.

The **** hatred of family destruction and death can never be let go. If it is a misunderstanding, it is better to say, obviously Mo Jiushao did this kind of thing, and indeed fell in love with this person, so this is an unsolvable question. All that is waiting is endless torturing each other.

In comparison, death can be regarded as a happy ending.

Chu Muyun, who has returned to life, will definitely not be with Mo Jiu Shao, so Yan Chen has a chance.

In this way, he gave his life and it was worth it.

At least let Yan Chen get what he wanted.

The rest of the time is silent.

They are all waiting for the last moment to come.

All day long, the diabolo forest was immersed in weird silence.

Someone brought dinner in the evening, but unfortunately no one has the appetite for it.

One is waiting for the moment of longing for three years, the other is waiting for the arrival of death, who can care about this meal?

After dark, the little orc also rested in this room, and Mo Jiu Shao would not let him leave his sight. At this time, there was no room for error.

But it doesn't matter, maybe it's the last night, how can the little orc sleep?

His life is only two years in total.

The most important person filled half of his life, and now he can't even see him for the last time.

Sitting quietly in front of the window, bathed in the cold moonlight, looking at the lonely green bamboo outside the window, the little orc slowly raised his mouth.

Mo Jiushao saw it, and couldn't help asking: "Did you think of something?"

The little orc whispered: "Fortunately, it has only been two years. If I have known him for ten years, if I have been with him for so long, how can I be willing to leave him now?"

The unintentional sentence made Mo Jiu Shao stunned.

Ten years.

Chu Muyun stayed with him for exactly ten years.

So in the end, after knowing everything, the young man chose to end with death.

Maybe this ending is the best, but... how can you be willing?

Mo Jiushao kissed the cold lips of the young man, with a gentle gesture.

The next day, when the early morning sun jumped into this room through the bamboo forest, it awakened the trance-looking little orc.

Like telepathy, he suddenly raised his head and looked out the window.

Almost at the same moment, a golden light suddenly burst, like an aurora rushing to the horizon, facing the scorching sun, a ladder to the sky was built, which was extremely majestic.

A strange thing comes to the world, a vision from the sky.

Mo Jiushao got up and looked at the scenery outside the window, a smile on his lips.

The little orc stood there blankly, motionless.

The diabolo forest is still a dead silence. The servants are silent forever. It seems that even the wind can't come in, and they walk out, as if they are in a picture scroll, everything is static and abruptly It makes people feel cold.

At this moment, a silver figure loomed.

From far to near, I can slowly see his waterfall-like long hair, empty silver eyes, and sickly pale skin. This posture has yet to give birth to a pair of unparalleled facial features. , People don't dare to approach, but the line of sight can't help but fall up.

Jun Mo looked at Mo Jiu Shao and said, "Resurrection Pill, it's done."