Chapter 70: The Soul of the Ink Bamboo Scattered (4)
"Mozhu, put me down. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info" This was the first thing Yuzome said when she woke up, but Motake didn't obey.
"Mozhu, let me go, I can do it myself." Yuzen once again explained his request.
"Master, the situation is compelling, you can't go down, it's not something you can deal with." Mozhu refused her request again.
"What are you chirping there, that boy in Tsing Yi, as long as you let me the girl in your arms. Then I promise, you can get out of my sea of dead bodies. ”
The corpse suddenly stopped attacking, quietly looked at the two people who were talking to in front of him, and forcibly suppressed the unhappiness in his heart, trying to ** Mozhu to hand over the sunset, because only then can he easily kill the girl, otherwise this kid will make trouble, and it will take a lot of effort for him to make trouble, and the final result, even if he kills the girl in red, he can't get good fruit to eat, so he will speak softly and talk to Mozhu.
"Don't make small calculations about your grandfather and me, even if you give me all your cultivation, I don't want to hurt a single hair of the person in my arms." Mo Zhu replied to the corpse indifferently and rejected his proposal.
"Don't be ashamed, are you in love with the human woman in your arms? Don't forget who you are, a machine spirit can also have feelings, it's really ridiculous, and you don't want to think about what you are. "The corpses speak ill of each other.
"I'm not a thing, and I'm not as good as you, a monster who is not a human or a ghost, I know very well what our identity is, don't get cheap and get into trouble."
Mo Zhu looked coldly at the corpse behind him who was chattering, he suddenly felt that the corpse's sick face was so hateful, and at this moment he had an urge to tear him apart.
"Since words are not speculative, then I want to see how you can survive under the power of my bad luck." The corpse no longer talks nonsense, and the attacks are all with all their might, and the ink bamboo holding the night dye in both hands can only dodge the corpse's attacks again and again.
"Mozhu, put me down, you go quickly, if you have nowhere to go, go to the former owner of your body, he will take care of you." Xi Ran said quietly in Mozhu's running arms, at this moment, many people's faces flashed in her mind, including his, and she didn't know how good he was at the moment.
Just after he suddenly disappeared, he already understood where he had gone, who forcibly took him away, and who had such a great ability to forcibly take people and thousands of miles away in spite of the wishes of others?
The corners of Xiran's mouth flashed a wry smile, at this moment she also felt the difference of the ink bamboo, and she also saw the brilliance in the originally gray eyes incredibly, her ink bamboo could see it.
But she didn't break it, she knew that everyone had some secrets that no one knew, even her, if it weren't for what happened today, she wouldn't suddenly remember her memories that were buried in her childhood.
"Master, don't worry, as long as Mozhu doesn't die, Mozhu will protect the master to see the person you think in your heart."
After seeing Xiran's suddenly dim eyes, Mo Zhu's heart ached, it turned out that he hadn't escaped after all, and it was the will of God......
Maybe everything was predestined, like meeting her at that time, even if she no longer remembers.