I, Long Jun, am not short!

It should be a white porcelain cup, Mu Yinxu didn't recognize when it was, but Yan Cijing remembered hearing Mo Xunyu mention it in Bihaiyuntian.

"This is a piece of white porcelain picked up by the master. It seems to be some kind of spiritual object. He kept it for no use, so he threw it to me. It is too big, it is inconvenient to hold, and it has no shape. I want to grind it. Something, give me a suggestion, Bai Cici?"

Mo Xunyu held a large piece of irregular white porcelain in one hand, looked at the sun, and turned his head to talk to Yan Cijing.

Yan Cijing didn't bother to pay attention to him, took a light look, estimated the size, and said casually: "Cup."

Mo Xunyu narrowed his eyes and smiled: "It's a good idea, but we are here, what's the use of having a cup?"

Yan Cijing half-lyed on the yellow sand, covered his eyes with his arms, put down his arms and turned to look at him: "Who said we can't get out."

Mo Xunyu was stunned for a moment: "Okay, then the cup."

Later, this cup has been with Mo Xunyu for nearly a thousand years, no matter where he takes it with him, that piece of white porcelain is very unusual, Yan Cijing often sees it in his hands, so he naturally recognizes it.

Just now on the battlefield, Mo Xunyu who was talking about Ming Jiu made a bet with him.

"I went to see him that day and brought that cup, but he didn't recognize it." Mo Xunyu said.

Yan Cijing didn't reply to him, he thought to himself, a piece of white porcelain has been ground like that, it's a ghost if you recognize it.

Mo Xunyu continued to say to him: "I left the cup behind when I left. I knew that I might never see him again. Even if I was afraid of seeing him again, I would have to face him with a knife. I always wanted to leave something for him. I thought about it." Thinking about it, I always feel that the cup is the most meaningful.”

He smiled and said, "Cici, do you want to make a bet with me?"

Yan Cijing asked, "What are you betting on?"

Mo Xunyu pursed his lips: "I went back and checked, and the cup is gone, let's bet if he kept the cup, shall we?"

Yan Cijing thought this bet was very boring, who would keep a cup, did His Highness Underworld lack a cup, or could he recognize that it was made from the white porcelain he left to Mo Xunyu?

So he said, "Which one do you bet on?"

Mo Xunyu raised the corners of his lips and said, "I bet he didn't."

Yan Cijing looked up at him, frowned slightly, and was about to say something when Mo Xunyu shook his head.

Standing in the wind, he was too thin, with a natural smile on his lips, but the corners of his eyes didn't move at all, he said softly: "I bet he won't."

Yan Cijing was suddenly very sad at that moment, he thought, look, this person has always been very clear, he always told himself to hate Muyin and do what he wanted to do to him, but when he turned around, his love He gave everything to Mu Yin without reservation, even if the other party didn't even look at him, he always knew that Mu Yin wouldn't like him, but he was still willing to do anything, what was the plan?

Regarding this, Mo Xunyu just smiled: "You love Brother Chu, but he also crushed your spiritual root, he didn't even believe that you wouldn't allow you to dislike you, why didn't you jump on him, what are you up to?" ?”

Yan Cijing gave him a rare smile: "There is nothing to draw, I am willing. You are also willing."

But now, the small piece of white porcelain exposed between Mu Yin's fingers proved that Mo Xunyu lost, and Mu Yin still kept the cup, even though he might not have recognized it at all.

You see, he doesn't care about you as much as you imagined.

Early the next morning, Chu Xian yawned and appeared in the lobby, rubbing the bruises under his eyes non-stop. Jiu Ling came in with him, and he didn't seem to be in a good mood, but he still kept his image and smiled slightly .

Chu Xian rubbed for a long time, looked up at Mu Yinsi Yuan who was sitting in the lobby, and asked, "Did Xuan Yun miss them?"

Mu Yin was holding a teacup leisurely, without raising his head when he heard the words: "They have already gone out, Qing Han is really energetic, and came to pick things up early in the morning, when you were not here, Xuan Yun brought Su Xuan and your family Qing Jun and those from the demon world have gone out."

Jiu Ling frowned slightly: "I wasn't in such a hurry a few days ago, what does Mo Qinghan mean?"

Chu Xian inexplicably thought of Yan Cijing's words yesterday, and interjected: "This is a bit confusing, hey, hey, maybe his backlash is coming soon, can Xuanyun stand up to him alone?"

Mu Yin said: "Xuan Yun can't hold back and there is Lord Qing. I think he is very powerful. Don't go if it's alright. Look at your eyes, and Emperor Jiuling is too. Where did you two go last night? Didn't you sleep yet?"

Jiu Ling sat down and poured himself a cup of hot tea with one hand while holding his forehead, but before he picked it up, he was cut off by Chu Xian on the side, he was not annoyed, and said calmly, "Going to see the stars."

Mu Yin was speechless for a while, and asked dryly: "The stars in the human world are more beautiful than those in the heaven?"

Chu Xian is not completely unconscionable, he grabbed Jiu Ling's hot tea and poured another cup for Jiu Ling, and he did not forget to take a break from his busy schedule and continued to interject: "No, if you want to see the stars, you still have to go to Xingjun Palace, They have the best position and the clearest view.”

Mu Yin: "Oh, so you just watched the stars all night?"

Chu Xian sneered: "How is it possible, while watching and reminiscing about the past, I don't know when I fell asleep. It's late anyway, and it will be bright when I wake up."

After Muyin politely expressed his envy for the good attitude of the two, he asked Jiuling again: "Emperor Jiuling, Xuanyun is not here at the moment, and Si Yuan and I are literary gods, so just talk, you Did you really doubt that person yesterday?"

Jiu Ling nodded calmly: "It's true."

Mu Yin smiled awkwardly: "How could I remember that you have a good relationship with him, so why did I think of him."

Jiu Ling lowered his eyes and drank tea, covered the look in his eyes, and said with a warm smile: "You know me, but it's just a matter of fact, I don't care about so many relationships."

Mu Yin also laughed: "That's what I said. Actually, when I went back and thought about it, the emperor's doubts were not unreasonable. It's just that the lord has fought for the heavens for many years, and he has a deep blood feud with the demon world. He shouldn't give it to him." He accepts this kind of suspicion, and Xuanyun treats him very differently, the emperor will at least care about Xuanyun's feelings next time, and this kind of thing is about An..."

Before he could finish speaking, a high-pitched sob suddenly came from a distance, which immediately suppressed Mu Yin's voice. The people sitting in the room were all startled and stood up together.

Si Yuan asked in surprise, "What... is this sound?"

Chu Xian squeezed the corner of the table: "How many gods have come to the heaven this time?"

Mu Yin reacted the fastest, and immediately continued: "Four or five, let's add Si Yuan. Why... what's wrong?"

The two of them hadn't experienced anything, so they naturally didn't understand the meaning of the long-lasting weeping, but Chu Xian couldn't be more clear, he pursed his lips: "This is... a god with a higher status in the heavens, The last sound left when it fell."

Mu Yin's eyes widened in an instant: "Falling?! If you have a higher status, you must be a god?"

Jiu Ling said: "Yes, the voice sounds like Su Xuan."

Several not-so-good thoughts flashed across Chu Xian in an instant, and he was about to leave immediately: "You guys wait, I have to go and see!"

Before he could go out, a woman suddenly barged in from outside the door. She was dressed in clean white clothes and her face was calm and calm. It was the Yaoguang Xingjun who accompanied him this time. Xian quickly said: "The situation is not very good, God Lord Suxuan fell, Emperor Xuanyun was seriously injured, Princess Zihuan was seriously injured, Mo Qinghan suddenly broke out, Lord Qing of the Demon Realm and my sixth brother were having a hard time stopping them, and His Royal Highness Chu Xian was required to press the field. "

Chu Xian and Jiu Ling looked at each other, and Chu Xian patted Mr. Yaoguang Xing on the shoulder: "Come on, I'll go now, you don't go back, girls, don't meddle in these things, you and Mu Yin are sitting here , Jiuling, let's go!"

Jiu Ling turned around and glanced at Mu Yin, and said lightly: "You don't move, there is nothing to worry about."

Mu Yin said anxiously: "Xuanyun is seriously injured, why don't you worry me, Dijun? How can I sit still?"

Yaoguang Xingjun held him down with one hand: "If you can't sit still, you have to sit. You went to Emperor Xuanyun and looked at you distractedly. Is he going to die? Sit!"

It is estimated that even Suxuan himself would not have imagined that he would die at such a time. He has been with Xuanyun for nearly ten thousand years.

But the world is so unpredictable, he himself can save himself on this occasion, but some people can't, such as Princess Zihuan.

How could she be a princess who was raised in rich clothes and fine food, even if she had been bullied by her father a little, she had never seen such a big scene after all, something happened almost last night, and she was even more overwhelmed today.

Su Xuan originally followed her to protect her, and the ordinary demons naturally couldn't do anything to him, but it's a pity that he was facing no ordinary demons this time.

It was Mo Xunyu.

Last night, Mo Xunyu was held back by Yan Cijing, but today he didn't have such good luck. The two of them had nothing to say, and since Chu Xian was not around, Yan Cijing and Xuanyun cooperated to study Mo Qinghan's body What's the difference, Kaiyang Xingjun and Yaoguang Xingjun are also gods of literature, it is impossible to end, Suxuan directly confronted Mo Xunyu.

Mo Xunyu didn't want to kill the people of the heavens, it didn't do him any good, he didn't want to seek death, and Su Yang didn't want to move, so naturally he made a move with Princess Zihuan right away, but Zihuan The princess is accompanied by a Suxuan god, which is very difficult.

Especially, the Suxuan God Lord stood in front of Princess Zihuan without hesitation after receiving his sword.

Mo Xunyu was stunned, the hand holding the sword trembled slightly, he seemed puzzled and asked: "Why are you standing in front of her? She is a monster, you are a god, why did you block the sword for her?"

Su Xuan coughed up a mouthful of blood, and said in a deep voice, "What does it have to do with you!"

Mo Xunyu said in a low voice: "Of course it has something to do with me. Didn't it be agreed that you can't have emotions and desires in heaven? Why do you stand in her way? Do you like her?"

Su Xuan was stunned for a moment, looked down at Zi Huan who was holding her, pursed his lips, and said coldly: "What do you care about, you still care about the heaven?"

However, Mo Xunyu seemed to have gone crazy suddenly, and he beat Zi Huan out with a wave of his sleeve, pointing at Su Xuan with his sword to prevent him from moving: "You admit it? The heaven and the demon world can like each other, right? Then why should I not?" Yes! Why, why can you stand behind her openly and protect her from the sword! And I have to go to great lengths to even meet him!"

He sneered: "I'm not reconciled, why are you better than me, everyone is the same, I'm not good, so don't think about it."

The coldly shining sword blade plunged into Su Xuan's heart without hesitation, and the blood spurted out splashed all over Mo Xunyu's body. Su Xuan was stunned for a second, and then couldn't help but overflowed with blood, he The coughing was so painful that the internal organs ached so badly.

The moment he closed his eyes, he turned his head to look at Zi Huan, who was crying with tears all over his face, and thought, why did he let this girl go to the battlefield, how dangerous, what if something happens, it is really inappropriate The rules are over.

Mo Xunyu pulled the sword out of Suxuan's body with a cold face, as if he heard Yan Cijing yelling at him, he turned to look at Yan Cijing, there was no emotion on his indifferent face, only shaking slightly shook his head.

Once this road is set, there is no turning back, and Mo Xunyu has personally cut off his last chance to turn around.

But ah, he is still not reconciled.

The author has something to say: Regarding Xiao Mo's sudden madness, I don't know what to say. Xiao Mo is the kind of person who is desperate now. He even made a bet that Mu Yin would not care about him. The boundary is the difference between gods and demons, but he suddenly found out that other gods are fine, but his Mu Yin is not.

Of course, this is not an excuse for him to wash his hands, he will pay the price, Su Xuan will not die in vain

This chapter is written too into the drama, and I paused several times in the middle of the sad, I will go slowly

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