"Half-spirit?"

It was the first time Liang Qiuqiu had heard this statement, although she was an onmyoji, she still didn't know much about the things in the underworld. It seems that she will have to find someone to rewrite the information about ghosts in the future, and the future generations of onmyoji will have more things to write down.

Dongfang Mo's originally gloomy mood was better after Liang Qiuqiu came, he looked at the woman in front of him, and said with a slight smile: "Xiao Yu is still in the body, you know this, right?"

"Well, I know. This time thanks to Xiao Yu's reminder, otherwise ......"

Otherwise, the consequences are really unimaginable.

Liang Qiuqiu sat on the ground, and she said worriedly: "I feel scared when I think about it now, Ah Mo, he is so much like you." I've all been lied to by him......"

Liang Qiuqiu should be the closest person to Dongfang Mo, even she was deceived, not to mention other people.

Dongfang Mo nodded slightly: "It's good to have him." ”

Xiao Yu's situation The black god didn't know, the stone he gave to Liang Qiuqiu had a surveillance function, and at that time he thought Xiao Yu was dead.

Obviously, at the last moment, Xiao Yu still retained consciousness.

Although it will be difficult for his soul to fully awaken for a while, as long as he is there, Dongfang Mo's body will not be completely controlled by the black god.

When he was in the Demon Domain, the black god made a ruthless move, and it was when Dongfang Mo was defenseless - in his past and present lives, thousands of years, he actually acted for so long.

It's no wonder that Dongfang Mo is depressed.

Even though he is used to seeing life and death, he also treats the black god sincerely. I didn't expect to end up like this.

He was robbed of his body by the black god, and he could only wander in the realm of nothingness without life or death. If Liang Qiuqiu hadn't found him, he would probably not have been able to leave this ghost place for the rest of his life.

How could Liang Qiuqiu not understand what he was thinking?

There is no one around the president, and the black god is his only friend. The black god has been dormant for so long, and as soon as he made a move, he didn't give Dongfang Mo any chance to fight back.

He has now become "Dongfang Mo", and his kung fu has probably entered the dragon clan at this time.

How happy the old man of the white dragon should be.

His eldest grandson is back.

No one knew that he was not the real Dongfang Mo, the man with a noble bloodline, but on this dilapidated old ship, he was sad.

But he didn't despair.

All he was sad about was that this friend was gone forever.

The next time we meet, it's a life-and-death showdown.

Liang Qiuqiu didn't ask much, she accompanied him quietly like this. She knew that Ah Mo at this time needed someone to accompany her the most.

She didn't have to say much to comfort him, only then sitting beside him he would know that there was a man in heaven and on earth who would never leave him, let alone betray him.

In this cold world, Liang Qiuqiu is his warmest home.

Dongfang Mo suddenly laughed, and he said softly: "I'm a half-faced monster now, are you afraid?"

Listening to his slightly doting tone, Liang Qiuqiu knew that he had already thought about it in his heart. She laughed too: "Then you take off that half of the mask and let me see?"

Dongfang Mo was wearing half a silver-white mask on his face, blocking the left side of his face.

After hearing Liang Qiuqiu's words, he slowly took it off. Sure enough, he only had the left half of his face, and the right was a void.

Obviously it should be a scary appearance, but Liang Qiuqiu kept staring with a smile, and her body was gently swaying from side to side as when she was a girl.

"Hmph, it's still handsome. She said with a smile: "Even if my Ah Mo only has half a face, he is still the best-looking person in the world!"