"Spirit Dye!"

Mo Mian woke up violently, his pupils trembling.

She rubbed her aching head, her mind recalling what had happened.

Roll straight out of bed and rush out of the house.

The overly dazzling gaze made her subconsciously cover her eyes.

It took a long time to react.

The sun is shining, the green mountains and green waters, looking at the past, all the beauty seems to be illusory.

After experiencing the events of northern Sichuan, for such a beautiful scene, Mo Mianzhi felt that he was dreaming.

This is not northern Sichuan.

Where is this?

"Are you awake?"

A familiar voice came, and Mo Mianzhi turned his head to look over.

Su Mu was standing not far away in a dark red robe, he rarely wore such a dark color.

Mo Mianzhi was a little stunned for a while, and almost didn't recognize him.

She was stunned for a moment before asking, "Where is this?" ”

"This is my home, the back mountain of the Southern Clan."

"This is the Nan Clan?"

Su Mu nodded, walked towards her, and said as he walked: "You have been in a coma for a long time, and I have no choice but to take you back to my house." ”

Not only was she unconscious halfway, but she was also unwilling to wake up to face some things, she had a fever repeatedly, and the most words that came out of her groggy mouth were the two words Lingdye.

It has now been a month since I left northern Sichuan.

Mo Mian closed his eyes and opened his mouth, but slowly closed it again.

Apparently there was something to ask, but there was no answer.

Su Mu thought that she probably wanted to ask about Lingran, but she was probably afraid that what she expected would happen, so she didn't ask.

Probably it would be better to leave a non-existent thought......

Su Mu was also interested and didn't ask much.

He stood beside her, looked her up and down, and said with a light smile: "How is it, is there anything uncomfortable in the body?" ”

Mo Mianzhi shook his head and did not speak.

Su Mu knew that she needed to calm down now, she needed to digest some things by herself, and after instructing some things, she set up an enchantment on the back mountain before leaving.

His status in the Nan tribe is not high, and there are usually others coming up in this place.

Once someone steps into the barrier, he can also find it as soon as possible.

Mo Mianzhi basked in the sun for a while and walked into the house by himself.

The furnishings in the room are extremely simple, a bed, a small table, a few rows of bookshelves, a set of green jade tea cups, it is estimated that the most valuable thing in this room is this green jade tea cup.

In some places, there are many scratches, as if they were carved with a knife, irregular, and in other places, there are some dull blood stains.

Although he covered it up well, it was inevitable that he still showed a little.

There are traces that can never be erased.

Mo Mianzhi shrank herself in a corner of the bed, she never shed tears, after losing her father, she cried like a child at a time.

The feelings that are never declared in the mouth, but they take root in the heart little by little.

She used to think that if Lingran was gone, she would go crazy with joy.

But he is finally gone, maybe there will be no more such people in the future, but his heart is not so happy.

Even, what it brings is - despair!

It is unimaginable that in the coming days, there will be no figure of him.

Mo Mianzhi shrunk himself into a ball.

I felt cold all over my body.

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When Su Mu came back in the evening, he saw a person huddled in the corner of the bed.

I couldn't see the girl's face, only the long hair fell naturally.

Shrinking oneself is a posture that only insecure people have.

Su Mu bit his lip lightly and took out the food brought out of the cafeteria from the space ring.

After hesitating for a moment, he reached out and pushed the man in the corner.

"Sleep, will you have something to eat?"

She hadn't eaten in a long time.

She used to say that glutinous rice dumplings were delicious, and he went to the canteen to bring her a lot.

Mo Mianzhi didn't move at first, and after a long while, he slowly raised his head.

This look made Su Mu surprised.

"You—crying."

Her eyes were so red.

Mo Mian got out of bed and began to eat without saying a word.

I picked up the chopsticks and put them in my mouth, chewed a few times and swallowed them.

Su Mu watched her movements and felt that she was not eating.

It's just that I'm hungry and have to go to fill my stomach.

I'm afraid it's what it tastes like in my mouth, I don't know.

Mo Mianzhi sandwiched a glutinous rice dumpling and was about to send it to his mouth, but before he could reach his mouth, he was stopped by Su Mu.

"Don't eat it."

Mo Mian listened to him and put down his chopsticks.

Like a walking dead.

Su Mu looked at the person in front of him, the hand hanging by his side clenched into a fist, and then relaxed, he bent down and suddenly approached Mo Mianzhi's face.

Little by little, it is approaching.

Seeing that their lips were about to touch, he tilted his head, and a kiss landed on her cheek.

Mo Mianzhi's pupils shrank suddenly, and he swung it directly with a fist, accompanied by the surging spiritual power of the five elements, leaving no room at all.

Su Mu didn't stop it, and took his punch hard.

In an instant, the body flew out.

Su Mu was punched by Mo Mianzhi for a long time before he got up from the ground, and his body staggered.

He stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the corner of his mouth raised an expression that he didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and slowly spoke: "You can still beat people, it proves that it is not wasted." ”

If this punch hits an ordinary person, I am afraid that he would have been whining a long time ago, but fortunately, his physical fitness has been practiced in this perennial exercise.

He would rather her cry and make a fuss than let her be so quiet, the silence almost dissipated.

This is not the Mo Sleepless he knows.

Although Mo Mianzhi was a little cold in the past, there was light in her eyes.

But now, her eyes are full of dead silence.

He couldn't breathe in distress.

Mo Mianzhi walked out of the house, looking at the person in front of her indifferently, she wiped her face, Su Mu's closeness made her a little disgusted.

"You're looking for death."

"No, I'm saving you."

Su Mu pursed her lips, her face was cold, but it made him a little nostalgic.

What to do, emotional, he doesn't want to let go.

But I didn't dare to say it.

She loves Lingye so much.

I like it so much that I want to kill him.

Su Mu felt that he was a little cheap.

"Sleep, you can't go on like this, you can't give up on yourself just because the spirit infects a person."

"I didn't give up on myself."

"The way you are now, don't you count?" Su Mu asked rhetorically.

Sleepless and choked.

"That's none of your business."

"Heh, it has nothing to do with me."

yes, the has nothing to do with him.

He wasted so much effort to bring her back, could it be that he just wanted to see such a lifeless Sleepless Sleepless?!

"Then you can wipe your neck with your Tranquility Sword now, and maybe you can see the spirit dye in the Netherworld." Su Mu's expression gradually turned cold.

Then, he saw that Mo Mianzhi had really summoned the Tranquility Sword.

He trembled and said, "Lingran really died in vain, and he saved a wreck with his life." ”

The Qingyou Sword in Mo Mianzhi's hand trembled, and he raised his eyes suddenly: "What do you mean!" ”

Su Mu coughed lightly, "I don't know, this is what someone else told me." ”

He didn't know the reason for Lingran's death, but this secret was accidentally overheard.

Now I say it just to stimulate Mo Sleep.

Mo Mianzhi's heart trembled a little, but she didn't know the reason.

Why save her with his life?

Does she need him to save her?!

Huge doubts arose in my mind.

Su Mu asked, "Are you still dead?" ”

Mo Mian shook his head.

But he said, "Some people are going to die." ”

Su Mu was slightly stunned and looked at Mo Mianzhi in surprise.

I saw her throw her sword at him—

Breaking through the sky!

She's going to kill him?!

Seeing the sword in front of him, the sword passed by his ear.

His pupils twitched slightly, and he subconsciously turned his head.

A man's neck is pierced by a long sword.

Staring, I don't even know how I died.

The long sword returned to Mo Mianzhi's hand, blood splattered, and Su Mu's face was splattered with blood.

The blood is still hot.

He was stunned and saw the man with a knife in his hand, which was going to cut him.

He had just been injured by Mo Mianzhi, but he didn't notice that there was a killer behind him.

His eyes sank and he took a step back.

How many killers are these?

From childhood to adulthood, I have long been unable to count.

He's used to it too.

Mo Mianzhi didn't look at the man, and turned around and entered the house directly.

After Su Mu was shocked for a moment, he skillfully cleaned up the corpse, washed the blood stains on his body, and changed his clothes by the way before entering Mo Mianzhi's house.

"Thank you." He said.

Mo Mianzhi's punch really used all his strength, and he felt that the spiritual power in his body could not be gathered at this time, and it collapsed into a piece.

When I walked, my steps were vain, and my body was a little weak.

Mo Mianzhi glanced at him and didn't speak.

Su Mu stood far away, just looking at her.

He couldn't afford her blow now.

"I'm not going to kill you."

Knowing that he was trying to provoke her, Mo Mianzhi would not really kill him even if he was angry, she was not the kind of person who would take revenge.

was just taken aback by his behavior, and it was just a subconscious action.

When Su Mu heard her words, he smiled bitterly in his heart, and only then did he take a few steps forward.

Mo Mianzhi asked, "Who are those who want to kill you?!" ”

"Oh, Nan people, I'm used to it." Not at all surprised, Mo Mianzhi would ask him this question, and he replied to her very calmly.

"Aren't you from the South?"

No, his surname is Sue.

"What is your relationship with the Nan people?" Mo Mianzhi asked again.

Su Mu thought for a while, and then replied to her words: "I am from the Southern Clan, but I have never been recognized." ”

In the Southern Tribe, he has never had a status, so he didn't even give him a family name.

It's the existence that everyone shouts and beats.

He was left behind only because he was jealous of his abilities.

Let him go free, the people of the southern tribe can't do it, so they can only control him in their hands.

After all, in the eyes of the people of the Southern Clan, he is a dangerous person who can touch the rule of the Southern Clan at any time!

You can't kill it, you can't keep it.

It's a dilemma.

"I'm used to these assassinations, you don't have to care."

Sometimes, habits are really a scary thing.

Mo Mianzhi subconsciously looked at the place where the blood was falling in the room, and his eyes sank.