"Genuine husband? Did Shen Qingshuang admit it? Mo Xie mercilessly poured cold water on the second brother.

"Ink Evil! No matter what you say, don't try to drive me away. ”

I couldn't see the second brother's expression clearly when I sat in the carriage, but I could clearly feel the fire in his heart from the tone of the second brother's voice.

After the second brother said this, he very consciously ran towards the carriage behind, and Mo Xie did not stop it, but lowered the curtain and instructed outside: "I will be responsible for his safety later."

"Yes! Master! ”

Hearing the answer outside the carriage, I asked in a panic, "Uncle! Second brother is also causing you trouble? Why don't we go? It's true. Even if I never have the original memory, I don't care! ”

"Girl! Don't think about it, you have to go to the tomb of the living, your second brother, it's just by the way, of course, maybe his appearance will bring us unexpected surprises. ”

Mo Xie comforted and touched my head, I couldn't hide the uneasiness in my heart and looked at him, Mo Xie smiled and said, "Girl! Everything has to be thought in a good direction, if you are not sure, how can I take you on an adventure? Even if I don't care about my own life, I still care about your life! ”

"I'm sorry! Uncle ......"

"It's me who should say I'm sorry! I mistrusted my father......"

Mo Xie hugged me, and his tone was full of self-reproach.

"Uncle...... Is your father Moyun? Why do you say that? ”

"Girl! My father is no longer the father I remember, if you meet him alone in the future, no matter what he says, don't believe him, don't help her, don't understand? ”

Instead of answering my questions, Mo Xie kept telling me. Be careful of his father.

Thinking of the confrontation between their two fathers and sons in the Lightless Pagoda, I suddenly understood Mo Xie's helplessness, his father didn't seem to care much about him, at least not like the kind of father who could ignore him in order to save his son.

"Uncle! Is this the only way you and your father can get along? ”

"My father forced me to choose like this, I have no other way! The last time you heard the flute was my father's masterpiece, the purpose was to give that demon fox a chance to occupy your body, originally Mofu had a protective formation to isolate this kind of rhythm, but unfortunately it was destroyed by Uncle Gu. ”

“…… Uncle Gu?! Isn't Uncle Gu ......? ”

"Uncle Gu is my father's original personal guard, although he has been taking care of me with all his heart for so many years, but in the end, he is my father's cronies, he can protect me desperately for my father, and he can also work hard to meet my father's requirements for my father's orders, even if it is a ......betrayal of me."

"Uncle...... Then what do you ...... Uncle Gu? ”

"I just put him under house arrest, no matter what he does. It's all for Mofu, Uncle Gu is loyal, but the object of his allegiance is not me. ”

The carriage drove slowly, and I looked at Mo Xie and said about Uncle Gu with an indifferent face. The nose is a little sour.

I don't know what the mood is behind his indifference, but if it were me, I would definitely be sad.

I stopped talking, and though I wanted to open my mouth to comfort Mo Xie, I swallowed it back when it came to my lips.

I always feel that there are many things that everyone understands, but when trust is destroyed, it is ruined. It's not like a few words of truth and a few words of old love can be restored.

There was silence in the carriage, and Mo Xie just hugged me and didn't say much, I enjoyed the tranquility of the moment, and the memory fragments in my mind flashed from time to time, and every heroine in it was not my face, but every one of them was like my own experience, I thought about the words of the nine-tailed fox demon, and I fell asleep in the arms of Mo Xie.

I don't know when the melodious sound of the flute sounded in my ears, and I began to struggle uneasily, obviously thinking in my heart not to listen to this flute, I must not listen to this flute, but what I thought in my heart, the flute was coiled in my mind and lingered, even after I reached out and blocked my ears. The sound of the flute sounded more clearly in my head.

"Don't ...... Go away! Go away!! ”

I know that Mo Yun is deliberately trying to control my soul to receive these memories in this way, but Mo heresy said that these memories are not mine at all, not my memories, these loves and hates, should not be carried by me at all.

The more fierce my resistance, the faster the rhythm of the flute became. When all those memories were accumulated and fused together, I saw the nine-tailed demon fox again.

She was still beautiful, and those memories pieced her together, and her beautiful eyes looked at me and said, "Are you really unwilling to accept me?" To know. As long as you accept my existence, you will be able to regain your strength, do you know how strong you used to be, so that you are not the high priest in their mouths. You're a heavenly wizard, you know? The owner of the tomb of the living and your former strength is also between the best, as long as you recover your strength, you can help your husband and them, and you will not let them die for no reason, you know? Murong Jin! ”

"Heavenly Wizard? I? It can't be ......"

Originally, I was extremely repulsed by the words of the nine-tailed demon fox, but after she said the sentence 'As long as you recover your strength, you can help your husband and them'. My sense of repulsion diminished in vain, because she was right on my mind at the moment, and what I was most worried about now was that the owner of the Living Tomb was too powerful, and it would make Mo Xie and my second brother have no return.

"How? Having the power of the Nine-Tailed Fox King isn't a bad thing, right? Murong Jin. ”

"That's right! …… No, it's not! Why do you have to carry these memories that don't belong to me, let me take them all. ”

"Because my strength comes from these memories! Murong Jin, you just agree! The master of the living tomb, unless the real Heavenly Witch level powerhouse fights against him, a few of you will not be able to get the slightest benefit in his hands! And I was originally you, you were originally me, our souls are the same, and our strength is the same. Accept me......! ”

The Nine-Tailed Fox Demon, with endless temptation, my mind began to become a little unsteady, thinking that if it was fused with the soul consciousness of the Nine-Tailed Fox King. can restore the power of the Heavenly Witch, at least the second brother and the ink evil will not, because something happened to me.

"Girl! Wake me up, wake me up. ”

I was hesitating in my heart. A cool breath poured into my mind.

I opened my eyes suddenly, and Mo Xie asked me with an anxious face, "Girl! Do you hear the flute again? ”

Seeing Mo Xie's anxious expression, I nodded helplessly and said: "Not only did I hear the sound of the flute, but I also saw the old nine-tailed fox king in my dream, and she told me that as long as I accept her soul sense, I can restore the strength of the Heavenly Witch, and I will be able to ensure the safety of you and your second brother in the living tomb."

"Girl, you can't believe her words! If you fuse her soul sense, you may really have the strength of a heavenly witch. But at that time you won't remember your family, you won't remember your friends, you won't remember your older siblings, or even anyone else you know. It will also be abandoned by you at the first time, or hurt by you......"

"Hurt by me? How so? ”

"Because the purpose of the nine-tailed silver fox itself is you, from the time she first saw you, she wanted to occupy your body, and your father said that it was his help, and it would definitely fall on you in the end."

"Okay, uncle, don't say it again, I know all these things, and I won't believe what the nine-tailed fox demon said anymore."

"Okay, girl, since you understand, these days, the sound of the flute may come to harass you from time to time?"

"Uncle, isn't there anything you can do to stop the sound of that flute?"

After listening to my question, Mo Xie shook his head speechlessly and said: "The flute is the masterpiece of my father Mo Yun, and his flute has reached the point of being superb, and the most important thing is that his flute is the ritual instrument he uses, and when he blows that flute, he can choose who only hears his flute, so now I think that no one can hear that flute except you."