snake coffin

Chapter 394
I didn't expect Moxiu to come so quickly, but the current situation is too dangerous for us.

If Mo Xiu really did what Qing Zhe said, he would kill me if he tried the soul-suppressing nail, and Ah Wen, who was seriously injured, might not be able to stop him.

I let go of Awen's black hair and said to He Shou, "Take them to Motian Ridge."

Let the people from Wentian Sect leave first. Mo Xiu and I will face each other directly. He will only hurt me at most, not to mention that I still have a child in my belly.

Ah Wen and Qing Zhe have already reached this point. Do I still want to harm Wentian Sect?

He Shou turned his turtle head, looked at me worriedly, and then glanced at Mo Xiu in the distance. He didn't know what he was thinking, but he still carried us and swam that way.

After getting out of the range of the flood, He Shou turned into a human form, and he and He Gu each carried one on their backs, and ran towards Motianling.

From the beginning to the end, Mo Xiu just watched intently, and none of us spoke.

Only He Gu looked at me worriedly before leaving, but he still left Ah Wen behind his back.

"Here we come." My black hair was dragged very long, curled with mud from the flood, dirty and messy.

What the eyes are looking at is still that distorted look.

I don’t know what my eyes are like now, but since even Ah Wen is afraid, I don’t think it’s a good look.

Gather the hair on the back of your head and pull it to the back of your waist.

I directly held the stone knife, pulled the black hair tightly, and cut off the dirty and messy hair underneath with one knife.

These black hairs are like my nerve endings. When they break, the pain makes my whole body numb, as if throbbing.

Mo Xiu still just stood there, Shen looked at me, neither helping nor stopping me.

"The soul-suppressing nail is loose." I pulled back the muddy black hair, like a rope, and turned it around my wrist.

The gauze wrapped around his wrist was instantly stained yellow by the muddy water.

These black hairs cannot be left casually, they must be collected, find a burning fire source, and burn them.

It's just that there is so much black hair that one hand can't hold it. It's stained with water and mud, and it's as tight as a black snake that has rolled in the mud.

Mo Xiu looked at it for a long time, then reached out and pulled the black hair away.

He reached out and waved, and the fire on his fingertips flashed.

The strands of black hair really looked like a living snake, roaring and screaming.

"I took back the strange snake you summoned from the stone pillar with the snake summoning spell, so I came a little late. Existences like Nine-Headed Xiangliu and Soaring Snake cannot be summoned again in the future," Mo Xiu looked at Hei The hair slowly turned into ashes.

Then he turned to look at me: "Go and wash up."

He spoke calmly as if nothing had happened, took off his black robe, put it on me, and dried my clothes easily.

If he hadn't done it, I wouldn't have noticed that my clothes were soaked with water.

I didn't even feel cold when the water was flowing just now.

Mo Xiu turned to look at the flooded Huilong Village: "What are you going to do?"

"Let's just drown." I turned my head and glanced, and said with a wry smile, "I don't know what's in these houses, so that the Feng family and the Long family can compete to get in."

Mo Xiu looked at me deeply, opened his mouth, but still didn't say anything, just pulled me and headed towards Motianling.

He walked quickly, and I didn't see the scene outside, but thinking of the three-legged golden crow spreading its wings out of the Xunmu, I was afraid that the Xunmu outside was all burned down.

Qingzhe was so sad. In order to break her defense, Awen even lured out the three-legged golden crow.

Mo Xiu took me directly to the washing pool, but that night he cast the ice sealing spell in a fit of anger, and it was still a land of ice and snow before it was resolved.

As soon as he came in, he smiled a little when he saw the situation.

With a wave of my hand, the ice and snow melted, and then I was led to rinse with water.

I watched the muddy water flow at the bottom of my feet, stretched out my hand from the nearby stone wall, and broke off a piece of ice that was as wide as my palm.

The ice was so bright that it could be used as a mirror, so I took the ice and put it in front of my eyes.

But before I saw it, the ice melted into water and flowed out from my fingertips.

I raised my eyes to look at Mo Xiu, but he said to me in a deep voice: "Shen Xin exhausted all his energy to dispel the coldness in his heart."

I sprinkled the water from my palm with a wry smile and watched the water running down my body become clear.

After Moxiu collected his spells, he walked to the sink step by step, took off his clothes, and soaked in it.

I could feel the cold from the newly melted ice water, but I no longer felt the sting.

Mo Xiu stood at the edge of the pool, looking at the clothes I took off, and with a slight tap of his hand, he turned the pile of clothes into ashes.

I waved my arms in the ice water, holding the water to take a look.

But Mo Xiu stepped into the water one step at a time, covered my eyes with his hand, "Don't look!"

My eyelashes brushed his palm, making my eyelids itch slightly.

The last time Moxiu covered my eyes like this, I don't remember when it was.

It was obviously just Mo Xiu's subconscious action to prevent me from seeing it, but this feeling was like when the obstacles between Mo Xiu and I were not there yet.

I chuckled and said, "Mo Xiu, except for me, almost everyone knows about it. How long can you hide it from me?"

Just like Long Fu Qian, Liu Longting didn't let me see it, but she still found me.

Mo Xiu's covering hand did not let go.

Instead, he pulled out a piece of black cloth and covered my eyes: "Actually, the reason why you became like this is not because of sucking life, but because of changes in your mood."

"He Yue, the first time your black hair surged was when you saw the bloody words written on a wooden board by the child imprisoned in Chenjiacun. The hatred in your heart for those people in Chenjiacun surged out instantly. "Mo Xiu tied the black cloth behind his head and kindly helped me loosen it a little.

After making sure I wasn't uncomfortable, he said: "You were in Qingshui Town at that time, and you were still in contact with familiar people, so you could feel a little human warmth, so it was better."

"But since you entered Bashan..." Mo Xiu slowly turned his arms around me, and said in a deep voice, "He Yue, maybe I was wrong."

It was pitch black in front of my eyes, and I felt that Mo Xiu was holding me tightly with his back against his chest, and I could obviously feel some strange heat in his body.

Even when soaked in ice water, his palms holding me were still sweating.

"Mo Xiu, you are not wrong." I turned my head to look at Mo Xiu.

But he put his head on my shoulder and said with a wry smile: "I thought that when you arrived in Bashan, isolated from the world, and your mood gradually calmed down, you would be able to suppress those bad emotions. But the tree wants to be quiet but the wind keeps on. All kinds of people will come forward.”

I listened with a wry smile: "You're right, as long as I'm in Bashan, it's useless for them to find me."

"He Yue!" Mo Xiu called softly, hugged me tightly and said, "I originally thought that as long as you don't touch these things, you will be fine. But now I find that things like mood are not like this. You must……"

Moxiu's hand moved forward little by little along my arm, and touched my wrist, rubbing the wound there with some distress.

The fingers crawled, one by one, into my half-curled palm, and the fingertips gently scraped: "The wound is injured, and the scars fall off again and again, and they naturally become hard."

I understood what Mo Xiu meant, and said with a wry smile: "I don't want to cultivate any state of mind now. Mo Xiu, if you don't hate me and kill me, it is already the greatest comfort to me. children."

I really don't want to think about other things.

What about the snake coffin, Bashan, and who the consciousness in my head is, I don’t even want to know.

Mo Xiu held my hand and stretched out his hand to cover my lower abdomen: "He Yue, maybe Long Qixu and his wife entered Bashan not because they wanted to get anything. They just wanted to stimulate you. You are greedy for that little warmth. Seeing them……"

"Mo Xiu!" I interrupted him hastily and said in a deep voice: "I know what I am, and I won't be greedy anymore. I can shoot a wave-piercing arrow directly at Long Qixu, trying to kill him, which proves that I won’t be greedy for that tenderness anymore.”

"Qingshui Town still has something to do, you go back first. They won't come again, I can keep Bashan." I hurriedly pushed Moxiu.

"The fact that you don't dare to talk about Long Qixu and his wife proves that you can't look straight at it." Mo Xiu tightened his hands.

He sneered and said, "You said you shot the wave-piercing arrow at Long Qixu, but you also knew in your heart that he would not die under the wave-piercing arrow, so you shot it?"

"He Yue, from the bottom of your heart, you still hope that they can treat Long Ling the same way they treat you, don't you?"

"When you diverted the water to flood the Earth Dragon, you obviously had a way to get out of the flood, but you had to let the flood drown you."

"Besides the fact that you want to explore the things under the ground, are you still thinking about Madam Long worried about you drowning and voluntarily withdrawing? Or..." Mo Xiu squeezed my hand tightly: "I hope Madam Long will take you away a little bit." Rescue from rising floods.”

"He Yue, you said you are not greedy for this kind of warmth. But what you did is like a child who deliberately fell to the ground and cried for his parents to hold!" Mo Xiu pinched my waist with his fingertips.

The tone slowly became distressed: "He Yue, you shouldn't be greedy."

Sure enough, the person who knows me best is Mo Xiu. I didn't even notice it myself. It was just something subconscious, but he saw it.

I turned my head, even though I was covered with a black cloth, I knew I couldn't see him, but I still wanted to face him.

He said softly: "So, you have been in Bashan for a long time? Long enough to see me drowned by the flood?"

(End of this chapter)