Need to Propose to Seven Men What to Do!

Chu Muyun recalled the experience of his last death.

Hmm...it hurts.

Chu Muyun: "Next time, change to a more pleasant way of dying."

Zero: "Is it possible not to die?"

Chu Muyun: "You think that if you don't die, can these psychopaths let me go?"

Zero: "But you're dead...they didn't let you go."

Hearing these words, Chu Muyun looked at his 'corpse' again, with mixed feelings.

What Lingling said is quite right, really...he didn't let it go.

Compared to Chu Muyun's complicated mood, Mo Jiushao's expression was relieved after seeing 'Chu Muyun'.

He was originally born very well, and when he usually looks at outsiders, he always has a kind of alienation and indifference that rejects people thousands of miles away.But at this moment, looking at a dead person, he has soft eyebrows and eyes, and his light gray eyes are full of affection, as if it is not a dead person, but a living person, who will smile at him, talk to him, and talk to him. his close lover.

Although I imagined that Mo Jiushao fell in love with 'Chu Muyun', but seeing it, Chu Muyun was still a little surprised.

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

But... Chu Muyun curled the corner of his mouth, and didn't have too many thoughts.

Although the love he performed was for the rest of his life and would never change until death, but in fact... Love is like that line in the lyrics, it comes too fast like a tornado, and it goes away faster than anything else.

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

So the current Mo Jiushao looks affectionate and righteous, but in a few hundred years, who will remember whom?

Chu Muyun restrained his thoughts.

This is very good, strike while the iron is hot, and reach the conditions quickly while Mo Jiushao is still affectionate.

The little orc stood by the door, hesitant.

Mo Jiushao carefully helped the 'sleeping' young man up and let him lean into his arms. He held his pale hands and interlocked his fingers.

This scene has an indescribable feeling.

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

You can never wake up a person who pretends to be asleep, so no one can tell Arrogance that Chu Muyun is dead.

After people have experienced great pain, they will have a period of self-protection.

They will be deeply trapped in it, unwilling to get out. Compared with the cruel reality, they are more willing to sink into the beautiful imagination outlined by themselves.

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

Mo Jiushao looked at him and said softly, "You really look alike."

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

They are really very similar, and the facial features can be said to be exactly the same.

But there are also differences. Chu Muyun is tall, even though his complexion is pale now, but just by looking at him like this, one can imagine that he must be very healthy and energetic when he was alive, and the little orc even if he is an adult , the height has not increased, especially with a pair of fluffy ears and a small tail, it is easy to distinguish the two people.

It's scary, but many people don't want to tell the difference.

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

Mo Jiushao's body froze obviously, but he always maintained himself, and soon calmed down, and said in a low voice, "To save me."

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

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

The little orc's eyes darkened, his lips were pursed, and he didn't speak.

Mo Jiushao naturally understood what he was thinking. He looked at him and said, "When he was young, he was more like you. He was very stubborn and stubborn, and he..." He paused, leaned closer to the young man's fair forehead, and put his eyes down. A kiss full of pity, "...very affectionate."

Hearing this, the little orc felt uncomfortable.

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

Feeling uncomfortable, the little orc curled up his fingers uncomfortably, trying to relieve the tingling pain in his heart with this mechanical movement.

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's not by my side."

He knew what the little orc was thinking, he knew that the little orc wanted Yan Chen to get his 'love'.

The little orc said nervously: "He is your lover, and he even gave his life for you. He will definitely stay by your side after he wakes up. How can he be willing to leave you?"

Mo Jiushao lowered his eyes: "Because I did something wrong, he won't forgive me."

The little orc looked at him suspiciously.

Mo Jiushao's expression was very complicated, he took a moment to say softly: "When he was ten years old, his family was broken up and he was adopted by me. But in fact, I destroyed his home and killed his parents with my own hands. , I kept concealing these things until he found out everything in the end."

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

Mo Jiushao smiled at him, his eyes were dark like dark clouds that were about to rain, making everyone who watched 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 back alive, he will hate you and blame you, but you still want him to come back to life, don't you?"

"Yes." Mo Jiushao hugged the cold young man, as if warming him up, and also seemed to be drawing warmth from the coldness, "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 lips, but there was actually not a single word that could be said.

It is a good thing for Yan Chen that Chu Muyun and Mo Jiushao have such entanglements.

This kind of bloody enmity such as family ruin and death can never be let go. If it is a misunderstanding, it is okay to say that Mo Jiushao has indeed done such a thing, and he has indeed fallen in love with this person, so this is an unsolvable problem. The only thing waiting is Torment each other endlessly.

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

Chu Muyun who returned to the world would definitely not be with Mo Jiushao, so Yan Chen would have a chance.

In this way, it is worthwhile for him to sacrifice his life.

At least Yan Chen could get what he wanted.

The time after that was all silent.

They are all waiting for the final moment to come.

Throughout the day, the diabolo forest was immersed in eerie silence.

In the evening, someone brought dinner, but unfortunately, no one had any appetite.

One is waiting for the moment of longing for three years, and 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, Mo Jiushao would not let him out of his sight, there was no room for any mistakes at this time.

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 his life, and now he won'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 the corners of his mouth.

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

The little orc said softly: "Fortunately, it's only been two years. If I've known him for ten years, if I've been with him for such a long time, how can I be willing to leave him now?"

An unintentional sentence stunned Mo Jiushao.

ten years.

Chu Muyun had been with him for exactly ten years.

So in the end, after the young man knew everything, he chose to end his life with death.

Maybe this ending is the best, but... how can I be reconciled?

Mo Jiushao kissed the young man's cold lips with a gentle and tender gesture.

The next day, when the morning sun jumped into the room through the bamboo forest, it woke up the little orc who was in a trance.

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

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

Strange things come to the world, and visions descend from the sky.

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

The little orc stood there motionless, expressionless.

The diabolo forest is still deathly silent, and the servants are forever silent. It seems that even the wind cannot blow in here. When you walk outside, you feel like you are in a picture scroll. Everything is static and abrupt. Cold.

At this moment, a silver figure loomed.

From far to near, one can slowly see his waterfall-like long hair reaching the ground, his empty silver eyes, and his morbidly pale skin. Such a posture has given birth to a pair of unparalleled facial features, which makes people feel He didn't dare to get close, but he couldn't help but want to fall on it.

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