Zhiyan's body was too exhausted and involuntarily slanted to the side. I couldn't control it, and Moyuan reached out and embraced my arm, pulling me into his arms.
In that moment, Zhiyan's body seemed as heavy as a thousand pounds, and I could feel a slight tremor in Moyuan's chest and arms that he couldn't control.
I didn't understand why he was shaking, but I felt a little unwilling.
I tried to block the old man's cane, just as if I had been through hell. Yet he merely stopped all the turmoil with a rebuke. He is so imposing and handsome... and it was always me who did all that in the past!
"Chief," Yuan Jie said, "I am punishing the escaped cultivators. Your disciple risked his life to try to save him. This act..."
"And so what," Moyuan interrupted. These four words choked Yuan Jie, and no one expected Moyuan to say these four words.
Including me.
I looked up at Moyuan in a daze, saw his perfectly sculpted and smooth jaw, and heard his cold, decisive command: "I have my own decision, you may leave."
His words carried his dignified and decisive authority, different from the jester before.
Yuan Jie's hand tightened on the green steel cane, the tendons on the back of his hand bulging, but soon he suppressed it and replied in a deep voice, "Yes," then disappeared in an instant.
Moyuan glanced at the dumbfounded guards on the side and said, "Go inform Master Gu of South Mountain."
Gu Han Guang, the chief physician of Wanlumen, was sought by me using a lot of effort and by various means. He had secluded himself and become the legendary "God of Medicine", just to ensure that if I were severely injured or poisoned in the future, my subordinates would be able to find a divine physician for me in time to save my life. However, fate had its own plans, and when it was my time to die, I died, and having a divine physician at hand was just an advantage for Moyuan.
And now Mo Qing, they want Gu Han Guang to come and heal me?
I was a little confused. For the sake of Zhixian's body, he almost unreasonably sided with me in front of the Northern Mountain Lord, and now he wants to use the Southern Mountain Lord to heal me? This is quite different from his previous cold and indifferent style.
Has something happened to him on this day that we haven't met?
I recalled the last time I saw him, which was the day before yesterday, in the book depository. I teasingly played a trick on him, and then he left without saying a word.
Seeing his performance today, could it be that...
That seduction from that day has actually left a huge mark deep in his heart, causing a huge impact on him?
After a day of contemplation, countless struggles, and countless mental activities, he had intended to give up on me, a suspicious disciple of the Immortal Sect, but never thought that my injury today would hurt his heart. He finally had to admit that he had fallen in love with me, and couldn't restrain the surging love in his heart. He came forward to side with me in front of the Northern Mountain Lord and sent the Southern Mountain Lord to treat my injury.
I thought my reasoning was quite sound. After all, aren't those love affairs written like this in those outside books?
I glanced at him and saw that he was also staring at me, his dark eyes like an abyss, but because he was completely reflected in his pupils, his light-colored clothes appeared to shine. His lips tightened, and with a slightly hoarse voice, he asked me, "How bad is the injury?" It was as if he was enduring the pain himself.
I thought to myself that although I had saved his life more than a hundred years ago, nursed him for a while, and ultimately died at his hands, I still had to admit that I didn't understand him at all over the years.
You, the unexpected romantic, just smiled and touched it a bit, and you took the bait! I had prepared a series of seductive moves for you, but now who should I use them on?
But this actually saves me some trouble.
"Master..." I weakly called out to him, letting go of my effort to support myself and completely falling into his arms, which he caught. I raised my hand, pretending to grab his clothes, and placed it on his chest, at this moment, just a little luck was needed to turn my fingers into claws, piercing his chest and taking out his heart.
I flashed a cold look and circulated the internal breath...
Ah, damn...
I actually forgot how fragile Zhixian's body is. At this moment, there was no trace of internal breath left.
So, I had to grab onto his clothes for real. I raised my head and met Mo Qing's gaze. He stared at me, and with these eyes, every time it made me feel like he saw through me, even before my death, and even now.
I felt inexplicably that at this moment, he already knew who I was and what I had just wanted to do to him. But he remained silent, as if even if I really wanted to dig out his heart, he would just let me do it quietly.
But a person like Mo Qing, why would he let me dig out his heart at this point, and why would he let me, knowing that I am Lu Zhaoyao, live and threaten his position?
Could it be that he even likes Lu Zhaoyao?
I laughed inwardly at the naïveté of this idea.
In the demonic path, even if Mo Qing has destroyed the whipping platform and pushed aside the hanging pillar, he can never overthrow the human desire for power on this path. Everyone is the same in this path; no kind of love can surpass the pursuit of power.
So, at this stage when he loves her, I need to seize the opportunity to get rid of him.
"Master... I thought I would never see you again earlier." I tried to make a tearful expression on Zhixian's body and looked at Mo Qing with shimmering eyes. After all, those in love tend to feel more tender towards the weaker one.
Moyan's eyes moved slightly.
"No," these two words were said so solemnly, he answered too seriously, which caught me off guard a bit.
"If you want to see me, I will be by your side."
At that moment, I began to understand why I died at the hands of this weirdo. Because his words and actions were everywhere beyond my comprehension. I did not think I had seduced him, but he had fallen in love. I thought I needed to deepen our feelings, but he had already made vows of eternal love.
I had just let down the bait, and the fish jumped into the basket on its own. It truly scared the fisherman.
I coughed, unsure how to respond. Just then, a gust of wind came, saving the awkward silence.
It was Gu Han Guang who had arrived.
In these past few years, he had not changed much, still looking like a mature child. Even though it was already spring, he was still wrapped in thick sable, his lips pale. "Are you looking for me?" Speaking to Moyan, even when I was in Moyan's arms, he didn't bother to look at me, using a tone similar to when we first met, devoid of any respect.
But because he was Gu Han Guang, the only person in the world who could compete with the King of Hell for people's lives, I quietly acknowledged his right to do so.
"Yup," Moyan called to him, "check her wounds."
At these words, Gu Han Guang finally glanced at me. He had the body of a child and would never grow into an adult. When standing, he was about the same height as Moyan on his knees. "Some superficial wounds, excessive energy consumption, no need for treatment, just take some qi-enhancing medicine and rest for a while." He then turned to Moyan and said, "The one behind her is more seriously injured."
At these words, I remembered, oh right, I had ended up like this to save that person in front of me, Linyan Ridge.
I squirmed in Moyan's arms, looking back from his shoulder, and saw Linyan Ridge lying on the ground, motionless like dead. Zhiyan was beside him, turning her head, crying, "Stop flirting, brother Cairn is dying. I won't see him again."
Then please help him.
Before I could speak, Moyan lifted me as if to leave, saying, "Prepare to die."
Huh, what?
I was confused again. Moyan, are you managing the sect based on your mood and preference? You've done this kind of thing before, why are you trying to execute someone now? What about farming?
"Master..." I grabbed the clothes on his chest, "he is... uh..."
Zhiyan was clever, seeing that I couldn't remember Linyan Ridge's relationship with her, she immediately added, "He's my senior brother who grew up with me, my childhood sweetheart's brother..." She spoke as if touching the most tender part of her heart, her lips trembling, "He's also my fiancé."
So I summed it up, "He's someone very close to me."
Moyan frowned, "You want to save him?"
"Yes." I had expended so much effort, it wasn't to send a dead person to Mount Jishan.
Moyan's lips tightened a bit, looking at his expression, he seemed reluctant to save Linyan Ridge.
Weirdo, you are so kind now, why when I hope for your kindness, you are cruel?
Suddenly, I wondered if Moyan liked me now. This behavior, could it be... jealousy?
In order to save another man, he made himself look so miserable - that made Mo Qing really unhappy.
Huh, you possessive people. Don't you just want me to think about you all the time, to see this world as nothing but ugly monsters without you? If I satisfy you, isn't that enough? Why go as far as to take lives?
"Master," I snuggled into his arms, "let him go. I don't want there to be no room for the guilt I feel for others when my heart is full of you."
Zhiyan cried on one side and pointed at my nose, scolding, "Don't speak such disgusting words with my mouth!"
Hmph, little girl, what do you understand? This is how people talk about love.
See, Mo Qing is silent now. And he's been silent for quite a long time! Obviously, my sweet words have no effect on him.
"After you're cured, throw him out of the Dusty Creek Mountain," he ordered coldly.
Gu Han Guang squatted beside Liu Cang Ling and began to feel my pulse, readying to administer acupuncture, and in a rare moment of respite said, "Hurry up and leave." As always, even the leader dares to rush out. He can't stand to see anyone paired off in front of him.
Mo Qing didn't delay either, and carried me back to the Palace of No Malice.
I looked at the palace where he brought me back, it turned out to be my old palace. I now realize that it's Mo Qing who is living in the leader's palace, and he actually brought me here.
Hmm... indeed, love has swept over him, causing him to be lost in it.
"You rest well first."
He put me on the bed, lit a lamp on the side, and then went to fetch a box of elixirs from the outer chamber. When I saw the box of elixirs, my eyes lit up.
The Nine Revolving Elixir, it saves lives, improves cultivation, and enhances strength - a great tool! For a practitioner like Zhi Yan of this level, eating one pill and sitting in meditation for one night can heal the injuries and significantly increase her cultivation.
"Master, can I eat this... and are they all for me?"
"Yes. They are all for you."
I glanced roughly at the box, and counted about six Nine Revolving Elixirs inside. Just by consuming these, within a month, I'll definitely make Zhi Yan stronger than the average intermediate demon disciple, a level that others may not reach even after thirty years of practice.
"The Nine Revolving Elixir is good, but it should not be taken continuously in a short period of time," Mo Qing said, taking out one pill from the box for me, "today, your internal energy has been severely depleted, so take the medicine and rest well. Come find me for the second one after ten days."
What, why are you being so stingy? Giving things to people in installments? I know the Nine Revolving Elixir cannot be taken daily, but you don't have to wait ten days for each one. It will take me fifty days to do what I can do in a month.
Forget it, he is the leader now, and what he says goes.
I resigned myself and swallowed another Nine Revolving Elixir.
The elixir slipped into my esophagus, entered my stomach, and immediately a surge of spiritual energy flowed from within my body to my limbs and bones. I closed my eyes and immersed myself in darkness. This is how I always practiced, but this time, I felt strangely as if I had a sixth sense, feeling as if Mo Qing's eyes were staring at me nearby and didn't leave all night.
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