I, Long Jun, am not short!

Chu Xian roughly spelled out a miserable story in his heart, but without any embarrassment, he sat up straight, tilted his head to look at Mo Xunyu, and the arc of his lips showed a bit of sarcasm: "Eternal despair? You Do you know what eternal despair is?"

Mo Xunyu also tilted his head to look at him, smiling cutely and harmlessly, but his eyes no longer had the original clarity and cleanliness: "I don't know, so I can only do what I think, really I'm sorry, brother Chu, I didn't plan to do anything, but now I can't guarantee it."

The two sat looking at each other, one was leaning on the back of the chair obediently, and the other was keeping her back straight. Neither of them could tell whether the other was happy or angry, nor could they tell whether they were happy or angry in their own hearts.

After a while, Chu Xian looked away first, and looked out of the window lightly: "I still have one thing I don't understand."

Mo Xunyu still just looked at him like this, nodded and said: "Well, Brother Chu, please tell me."

Chu Xian said: "You trapped me here because I have similarities with your master. I can barely understand this weird idea. Then why did you push Ci Jing down the Misty Valley?"

He slightly raised his hand and pressed a piece of white paper that was turned over on the table, without moving his eyes, he seemed to be very curious: "Why are you pushing him down? Ci Jing treats you well, you can just Lie me here, we have fallen out anyway, even if he can't wait for me, he won't think too much about it, why are you pushing him down?"

Mo Xunyu took another sip of wine unhurriedly, and replied slowly: "Because of jealousy."

Chu Xian turned his head to look at him with raised eyebrows, and motioned him to continue talking in a very face-saving manner.

The corners of Mo Xunyu's lips curled up: "Is it hard to understand, Brother Chu? It's because of jealousy. You see, I'm no worse than Cici, but why is my life so much worse? We two met each other when we talked about it. Things are quite similar, why am I so much worse than him? Why can't I be jealous?"

Chu Xian looked up at the sky silently, and shook his head: "What happened to you is too far away, do you know why Ci Jing said he doesn't hate me, because he still has kind thoughts in his heart."

And you are just a madman who is desperate for that person.

Mo Xunyu spread his hands and said: "Brother Chu, do you know why Ci Jing has kind thoughts in his heart, because he has been loved by his mother since he was a child, and you will be there when he grows up. You have always taught him with kindness and good intentions. But I'm different, do you know what kind of environment I grew up in, Brother Chu?"

He smiled slightly, playing with the flagon in his hand: "I grew up in a brothel and wine shop, and was raised in the hands of a mad woman, with the blood of the demon race on my body. There is a saying in the human world that three years old look old, and I, from Three years old is not a good guy. You see, what is the difference between me and Cici? I have a similar background, a similar identity, I have met the same people, I have the same name, and I have been laid down. But why are we now? There is so much difference, why can he find you, but I can't find Master?

"Besides, did I do more than him? He broke your bones. Brother Chu, how can you forgive easily? Then why can't I?"

Chu Xian sneered: "Ha, Xiaomo, Mo Xunyu, can you not confuse the concepts, Ci Jing didn't hurt me, he is also a victim, what about you? What did you do to Mu... what did your master do? Clearly, if you didn't do anything, how could he knock you down to the blue sea and sky? Everyone in the heaven knows where it is! Mo Xunyu, what did you do to him?!"

Mo Xunyu raised his eyebrows to look at him, and suddenly found that Chu Xian, who was dressed in blue, looked somewhat similar to his master from the side. He raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, thinking to himself, it's been a long time since I saw him. The one in Tsing Yi looks familiar, it's obviously not the same at all.

"It's not important, but brother Chu, you talk too much."

It was rare for Chu Xian to see someone who was more unreasonable than himself, so he raised his eyes and turned to look at him: "What does it have to do with you? You are too lenient, Mo Xunyu!"

"No way, you are here with me now, and you have a lot to do with me, and, tsk," Mo Xunyu slightly raised his hand and pinched Chu Xian's chin, frowned and looked at him, "Brother Chu, you look like me If you don't like it, can't you be a little bit like him, you still look a lot like him sometimes."

Chu Xian sneered "hehe", and slapped his hand, and said "Don't touch your highness with your paws" before he came out, Mo Xunyu raised his index finger, and suddenly came out from the unhealed wound on his back There was a burst of itching and pain, which gradually turned into tingling pain. His straight spine trembled slightly, and a layer of cold sweat emerged from his temples. He gritted his teeth and let out a heavy "hiss" in his heart. Calmly outrageous: "What did you do to me?"

He was still sitting upright, with one hand pressed on the paper, and at first glance it was completely impossible to tell that he was suffering from pain—if his voice didn't have a subtle tremor in his voice.

Mo Xunyu admired his attitude of not saying anything about the pain, and had a deeper understanding of His Royal Highness Long Jun's arrogance, and sincerely praised: "Brother Chu is really patient, have you practiced a lot? "

Chu Xian's lips turned pale, and he couldn't smile at this time, and he put on an expressionless and arrogant look, and rolled his eyelids coldly: "Thank you, thank you."

Mo Xunyu didn't tease him too much, and said with a smile: "Didn't I say that, I injected the power of ghosts into brother Chu's body, and now they are still in your body, it will inevitably hurt a little when you move, but this It’s nothing to Brother Chu, I heard that Brother Chu has an old problem of back pain, this is much better than back pain, right?”

As he spoke, he lightly pointed the back of the chair with his index finger, and the tingling pain in Chu Xian's body gradually shifted down with his rhythm, and it reached his waist after a while.

Chu Xian’s waist is not good, it’s really bad, it’s an old problem left by a broken bone, and if you move too hard, you will feel sore and weak. If you are hit by an external force, it will cause back pain out of ten, that sentence How should I put it, back pain is not a disease, it can kill a dragon when it hurts.

This is almost Chu Xian's biggest weakness, but now Mo Xunyu is holding it in his hand. He tapped his fingertips with a half-smile, and the pain shifted to his waist. Chu Xian's face became more and more ugly, and finally he couldn't sit still. The man collapsed on the chair, with one hand behind his waist, the tingling pain was really nothing compared to his back pain, it was fatal.

Chu Xian gasped lowly, the cold sweat from his temples couldn't help dripping down, sliding down from his pale face, dripping on his chin, it would not fall, and the cold sweat on his back had already dried up layer after layer , he gave a low laugh: "It's a good way to hit a snake and hit it seven inches, and coerce people to catch their weaknesses."

Mo Xunyu looked at him and smiled: "Thank you for the compliment. How does Brother Chu feel? Do you know what eternal despair is? If you don't know, you will know it no matter how much it hurts."

His Royal Highness Long Jun usually doesn't care about face, but he really cares about face. He absolutely refuses to lose. He immediately said with a pale face: "Let my Highness despair? You are far behind Xiao Mo, my Highness lives!" After tens of thousands of years, I really don’t know what despair is, even if you make my highness hurt to death, my highness will never know!”

Mo Xunyu shook his head, and didn't comment on his face-saving. In a blink of an eye, he saw the white paper he was holding down tightly, and became interested, and reached out to take it: "What's on this paper? Brother Chu has been doing it according to it." What?"

He wanted to take it, but Chu Xian refused to let go, the two tugged for a while, Mo Xunyu said indifferently: "Brother Chu, if you don't let go, we can only make money like this, don't blame me if you tear it up later."

Sure enough, after he said this sentence, Chu Xian's hands relaxed a lot, and he said in a low voice: "If it breaks, I will tear you up sooner or later."

Mo Xunyu nodded without sincerity: "Okay, I'll wait for you." He grabbed the piece of paper, turned it over to look at it, and sneered: "Cici? Brother Chu is good at drawing, really good at drawing, but "He shook the drawing paper, Yan Cijing's bright and handsome face flashed in front of Chu Xian, Mo Xunyu raised his hand and threw the drawing paper back without hesitation, "It doesn't look like this at all, Cici has never been like this before." Laughed."

Chu Xian also sneered, and laughed while pressing the table with one hand, and leaning on his back with the other hand, looking down at Mo Xunyu condescendingly: "You haven't seen him before, but he only looks at me when he smiles." Then Step up to pick up the painting.

Mo Xunyu watched him walk over step by step with amused expression, stood up and walked in front of him, stepping on the corner of the drawing paper with his delicate blue shoes, watching Chu Xian's reaction with a smile on his face.

Chu Xian didn't respond, he didn't step on his face anyway, he stretched out his hand to push Mo Xunyu, resisting the oppressive pain in his waist, he quickly raised one leg to greet Mo Xunyu's chest.

The quick reaction of a sick person is always incomparable to that of an ordinary person. Mo Xunyu leaned back and narrowly avoided the kick. After getting up, he quickly dodged behind Chu Xian, grabbed his hair, and kicked him on the ground. At the bend of his knees, he was forced to half kneel down involuntarily.At the same time, his knee was also hurt by the corner of Chu Xian's reverse leg. Mo Xunyu pressed him to the ground without changing his face, grabbed his hair with one hand and cut his hands behind his back with the other, kneeling on his waist.

Chu Xian has never been a dragon who is obediently controlled by others. Even so, he did not forget to resist, but his brows frowned because of the pain in his back, and a tooth mark was bitten on his lower lip. He took a deep breath and found that His pressed side face was facing Yan Cijing's face, and suddenly he didn't want to move, letting the cold sweat break out all over his body, and he seemed to feel that what was on his face was not the cold ground, but a warm cheek , that person was still smiling at him slightly.

Up to this moment, His Royal Highness Long Jun, who was in pain until death, and whose keel was broken, had not shed a single tear and let out a cry, finally sobbed softly, even though he did not shed a single tear.

It hurts, he thought.

The author has something to say: Believe me, Xiao Mo is too harsh on himself, he is also a good boy, but it was too late to meet Mu Yin, and he was hit too early, he really has kindness, but He himself does not know.

Well, let's start the war in the next chapter Let's start the war, um, I'll let Xunyin meet as soon as possible

Well, it's the end of the month, can everyone fill a bottle of nutrient solution for Ranran (the stars are watching you)

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