Morning Star

Chapter 115: Report 1 bit, really report 1 bit

After hearing this, the Palace Master paused and looked at the disciples who were protecting him. They all looked at him firmly.

He finally sighed and looked at one of the elders: "Take these children away and find a safer place. I will take care of this place."

The old man was stunned. He thought the palace lord would agree to let them stay together to deal with Yu You, but he didn't expect that he would let him take the young disciples away.

He opened his mouth to say something, but when he thought that they would only become a burden to him if they stayed, he nodded, turned around and left with the young disciples.

Yu You didn't care about their leaving at all. Instead, he smiled and said sarcastically, "Do you think it will be safe if you let them leave here?"

He sneered twice: "As long as I am still in this secret realm, they will not be safe wherever they hide. So, you'd better remove the formation of the secret realm as soon as possible."

The mansion master snorted coldly: "You are dreaming."

After saying that, he hit Yu You.

……

Chujiu frowned in his sleep, apparently not sleeping well, and moved his head impatiently.

"Boom!"

Chujiu fell to the ground sideways, and his head hit the ground with a dull thud.

Mo Xinglan looked at her and walked over.

"Hiss~My head." She rubbed her head with a bitter face and crawled up to sit up.

"You can really sleep." Mo Xinglan walked to her side and looked at her with disdain.

"?" She covered her head and looked up at him sleepily.

She blinked her big watery eyes and looked around.

Still in the Demon Forest.

Suddenly remembering something, he stood up and looked at Mo Xinglan: "We are still in the Demon Forest, where is the Demon Lord? He...are you injured?"

While asking, she reached out to him to check his body.

"Snapped!"

Mo Xinglan slapped away the hands that were scratching at him and said with a wry smile, "He left a long time ago. And I didn't fight him, so how could I get hurt?"

She was sleeping soundly and unconscious, and now she was thinking about the Demon Lord.

She looked at him in surprise, somewhat incredulously: "You didn't fight him? Then, then why did he let us go?"

"My whole body is full of demonic energy. Do you think he thinks I'm a human or a demon?" Seeing that she had woken up, he said as they walked.

Chujiu trotted a few steps to catch up with him: "So he thinks you are in the same group with him? Then...what about me? I am a human."

The Demon Lord should be able to see that she is a human. But why did he let her go?

Mo Xinglan lowered his eyes and looked at the girl who had caught up with him: "I used a little trick to make him think you are also a demon."

"What method?" She became interested when she heard this and looked at him expectantly.

He looked at her with evasive eyes and then looked at the road ahead: "...a secret."

He would never tell her that he held her tightly in his arms, and then deliberately let the evil spirit in his body dissipate in large quantities, hiding the spiritual energy in her body.

"Hmph, forget it." She turned her face away.

The next moment she turned around and looked up into his eyes for a while: "Mo Xinglan, how long can you maintain this look?"

"What? You can't stand it? Didn't you say I look good like this?" He looked at her sarcastically.

"No, I mean, if you go out like this, will it reveal that you are half-demon?"

She clearly cared about him, how could he think the worst of her?

Mo Xinglan replied: "We will be able to return to normal once we leave the Demon Forest."

Gradually, the sky began to brighten. The demonic energy in the Demon Forest had become much thinner due to the departure of the Demon Lord and the absorption of Mo Xinglan. The light in the forest was finally not as dim as before.

At this time Chujiu looked up at Mo Xinglan, and the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously.

As the light grew stronger, he could finally see the black-hearted monster's current appearance more clearly.

The black-hearted monster’s skin is so white that you can even see the blood vessels on his jaw.

Her eyes gradually moved downwards until she saw his fair neck. She was stunned for a moment and asked in confusion, "Mo Xinglan!"

"What's wrong?" He looked at her impatiently.

She pointed at his neck and said, "Why are there teeth marks on your neck? You must have been bitten by something."

Who is so bold as to bite him? And bite him at such a vulnerable place as his neck. Does he know it?

Mo Xinglan stopped and looked at her, raised his finger and pointed at the row of teeth marks on her neck, then pulled at his collar and pointed at the row of teeth marks on his collarbone: "What do you think is the difference between this row of teeth marks and this row?"

Chujiu's eyes froze, and his gaze followed where he pointed from the neck to the collarbone.

Maybe it was because he often lost too much blood or for some other reason, his skin was very white, a sickly white. This made the two teeth marks on his neck and collarbone very obvious, especially the scabbed teeth marks on the collarbone.

Mo Xinglan pointed it out to her because he wanted to see her guilty look, but he didn't expect that she would stare at his collarbone for a long time.

He suddenly became uncomfortable, tugged at his collar, coughed lightly and turned his face away: "You bit it."

“?!” Chujiu finally came to his senses and then lowered his head guiltily.

She remembered that she suddenly felt a powerful pressure and reflexively buried her head in Mo Xinglan's neck, not daring to move.

He was warm and fragrant, and she relaxed unconsciously. She had no idea what happened afterwards. She just heard him talking to someone vaguely.

So she fell asleep and bit him?

She raised her head and looked at the teeth marks on his neck again, with an apologetic look on her face: "No, just a little bit, really a little bit."

Then his eyes flickered and he quickly changed the subject: "Can we get out of this road? Is this right? Did we go the wrong way?"

Mo Xinglan glanced at her without pointing out her guilty conscience, and instead said sarcastically, "Chujiu, how dare you, a person with no sense of direction, ask me this question?"

The ninth day of the lunar month: "..."

……

The two of them walked out of the Demon Forest not long after. Mo Xinglan's eyes returned to their previous appearance.

Looking around, there was not a single flying bird or monster, let alone any human. It was too quiet.

Thinking of the Demon Lord breaking the seal, the two had a bad feeling in their hearts.

"Do you feel anything strange?" Chujiu asked in a low voice.

"...It's too quiet." Mo Xinglan's face was solemn as he pointed out the strange thing.

Not long after he finished speaking, he quickly pulled her into his arms, hid behind a big rock, and then cautiously looked sideways behind him.

"!" Chujiu's brain hadn't reacted yet, and he looked up at him blankly.

Although she didn't know what happened, she knew that his sudden behavior was definitely not a good thing.

He asked quietly: "What..."

Before he could finish his question, he covered his mouth with his hand.

A voice came from my mind: "Hold your breath and concentrate."

She stopped asking questions and did as he said, looking around vigilantly to minimize her presence.

"Oh!"

There was a loud bang and something was knocked away and fell down.