Lisu pursed her lips, still nodded, withdrew her hand and walked forward.

But the sprout green on her shoulder was very impatient, and if it hadn't been for the same pace as her master, it would have stepped forward long ago.

Standing at a distance of three meters, Li Su clearly felt that there was a breath fluctuating, she tentatively touched it, and her hand was invisibly blocked, and before she could let go of her hand, she felt a suction force pull her in, and the whole person flew towards the white coffin.

"Aso." Jun Yue shouted, watching the lid of the white coffin fly up, and Lisu was dragged in.

He stood up to get closer, but was stopped by the barrier outside.

"Clouds." He let out a loud shout, and his sword rose into the air, humming in a roar.

The black eyes were full of fierce anxiety, he continued to increase his internal force, a faint golden light appeared on his body, but his face was pale without a trace of color.

The Sky Sword spun in the air, flashing out Dao Sword Flowers, causing the surrounding air to fluctuate.

This human ......

Bean sprout green felt familiar, and suddenly thought of something, and couldn't help but quickly burrow into the white coffin.

"I'm fine, you stop it." Seeing that the clouds were about to attack, Lisu's voice appeared in time.

Seeing that Jun Yue dragged a pair of holes in his body and dared to use internal force, Li Su was very anxious and angry, and she finally brought him over.

At the same time, he was a little confused in his heart, for her, could he really ignore his own life?

"Aso." Seeing that Lisu was safe and sound, the tension in Jun Yue's body suddenly relaxed, it's okay, it's okay.

"You wait outside first, I'll see."

Resu said, his gaze falling on the white coffin again.

When she just fell in, she felt that there was a force pulling her, and the white coffin was huge, and there was a cold air inside, but there was a warm current passing through the body, and in the center of the white coffin, there was a person lying quietly, to be precise, a corpse.

She was dressed in plain white clothes, only a few plum blossoms were embroidered on the wide cuffs, and her face was not beautiful, but she had a refined temperament.

can be preserved so completely, I think it should be inseparable from this white coffin.

She was pillowing a warm jade pillow, her inky hair was sprinkled out, and a turquoise pearl hairpin fell next to her.

She had pounced on it when she had just fallen in.

Is this the Mo family's flower lord Mo Liuyue?

Lisu picked up the hairpin and was about to put it on her, but the hairpin gave birth to a force and buckled it on her hand, and she couldn't get rid of it.

Suddenly, the whole person was wrapped in a white mist, and her thoughts were broken for a long time, and suddenly there was a clear and clear spot in front of her, and she looked left and right, and found that she came to a courtyard, and then heard footsteps coming from behind.

She didn't have time to dodge, but when she saw that the man didn't look at her, she walked straight into the house.

"Dead Son." A greeting came from the door.

"Well, what is the flower owner doing?" The man asked lightly, and when his eyes fell on the house, his eyes were tangled and complicated.

From the direction of Lisu, this man has a slender figure, a warm and handsome complexion, and is wearing a moon-white dress, but the corners of his eyes are a little evil.

There is a demonic aura in this man's body.

Although he took a breath, Lisu's feeling now is becoming more and more keen, and listening to the title, it seems to be the Mo family, could it be that the people inside are Mo Liuyue?

She must have entered the illusion, and no one here seemed to see her, and after thinking about it, she followed her inside.

When he walked to the door, he saw that the man was not close to Mo Liuyue, but watched not far away, Resu looked over, and saw a slender woman sitting on the soft collapse by the windowsill, she was only wearing a white undershirt, and a random coat was draped on her body, and her inky hair was scattered over her shoulders, looking a little weak and thin, and her eye sockets were deeply sunken, with a sickly color.

Her body ......

Li Su frowned, although she couldn't open the test library, she was still very sensitive to the symptoms, and Mo Liuyue's near-death aura didn't take much effort.

This appearance is far from what she saw in the white coffin.

"It's windy, go inside." Yan Gongzi stretched out his hand to close the window, approached Mo Liuyue, and looked at her with a pair of eyes that did not turn around.

Mo Liuyue didn't seem to hear it, and kept staring at the book in his hand.

Yan Gongzi looked at it, directly bent down and picked up the person, and walked inside, Mo Liuyue still didn't have any waves on his face, and watched quietly, but when he passed by the doorway, he suddenly lifted his eyes and looked towards Lisu's position.

At that moment, Resu thought she saw herself, but when she looked at it again, it was so plain.

"What did the flower owner eat today?" Looking at Mo Liuyue's emaciated cheeks, distress flashed in the eyes of the dead boy, and then he regained his composure.

"Drank a bowl of porridge." The maid replied cautiously.

"A bowl? Nothing else? The voice of the dead boy was cold, and suddenly several maids knelt down in fright.

"This son asked you to take good care of the flower owner, so it is not good, there is no need to stay, take it down."

The young man said coldly, and the maids below were full of fear and fear, but they didn't dare to say a word and were taken down.

When I was at the door, I heard a cold voice: "Wait." ”

The black-clothed guard looked at the dead man, the dead boy nodded, and Mo June's eyelashes moved: "Feng'er, I'm hungry, you go and prepare some food for me." ”

Although the maids in her house had changed several batches, Mo Liuyue still remembered their names, but this sentence was a great grace, and several maids agreed with joy and walked outside.

"It seems that the flower owner has seen Mo Yan coming, and everyone has an appetite, every time there is a meal in the future, Mo Yan will come to accompany the flower owner to dine, okay?" A smile flowed from the face of the dead boy, and a bright smile appeared on his white face, which made a little bright color appear between his eyebrows.

Mo Liuyue was silent for a long time, and finally raised her head to look at the past, but the word disgust was clearly written in her hazy eyes.

"You'd better come less, if you still want me to stay on for a few more days."

The corner of his eyes narrowed, but then he didn't seem to see her disgust, and leaned his head closely: "Flower master, you won't die, as long as there is ink, you won't die, so, don't say such unpleasant words, huh?" ”

It seems to be spoiled, but it exudes a threatening coldness.

"How to live? It was you who personally sent the poison into my mouth, and single-handedly harmed me like this, hollowing out my huge Mo family, now, how can you still have the face to appear in front of me, aren't you afraid that I will also use means to kill you? “

"You won't."

"Won't?" Endless hatred emerged from the calm eyes of Moliu Yueben, as if it could drown people.

"Perhaps, you should send me the poison, and you will know what I choose."

The dead boy was silent in an instant, how could he dare to bet? There will only be one outcome.

And he still had a smirk on his face.

"Flower master, it doesn't have to be like this, as long as you nod, we can always be together, everything is still the same as before, there will be no change, isn't that good?"

"Okay? You hurt my henchmen and killed my dearest relatives, and made me become such a person, ghosts, ghosts, and ghosts, if you want me to become a minion of your demons, it is good for me, and nothing will change, then please don't waste your efforts. ”

Mo Liuyue said extremely cold, and there was extreme hatred in her eyes.

"Flower master, what's wrong with the devil, the lifespan of the demon is hundreds of times that of humans, we can always be together, didn't you say that you like the ink the most?" The dead boy stared eagerly at Mo Liuyue, with a dazzling glow in his eyes, with a gentle and gentle affection.

"I like it, yes, I like Mo Yan, born poor but with a proud body, a good piano to play, and a strategy, is my brain, but also my lover, it's a pity, he is dead, in this world, where is my favorite Mo Yan, some are just a devil who eats my flesh and blood, if you can, you can help me kill this devil, I really want him to fall into the land of no return, completely disappear in this world, in order to eliminate the hatred in my heart."

"Inkflow Moon." The young man gritted his teeth and shouted, revealing a slight red light in his eyes.

But Mo Liuyue still stiffened her neck and looked at him fearlessly.

The dead prince looked at it for a while, then flicked his sleeves and left, Li Su looked at Mo Liuyue and clearly saw the pain and death in her eyes.

Looking at Mo Liuyue like this, Li Su felt a little empathetic.

The picture turned again, but it was full of red, candles with happy words, paper cuts with happy words on the table on the windowsill, red gauze curtains, everything looked very festive.