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The next moment, amidst An's faint exclamation, I completely hugged An in my arms. After a pause, I whispered in her ear.

"Of course it's a strong possessiveness."

"So, stay."

Chapter 118 The Truth (I)

The next day, early morning.

A little golden light passed through the light blue curtains and fell into the room. I squinted my eyes slightly, but heard a faint breathing sound in my ears.

With every breath I took, the familiar scent that had been haunting me slowly reached my nose. I was slightly distracted and lowered my head, then I saw An leaning against my chest, her lips slightly open, exhaling warm breath onto my chest.

The touch of our skin, the warm and attractive feeling, made me a little confused, but I didn't do much. I just reached out my hand, gently placed it on An's shoulder, and slid my fingers across her shoulders, caressing her shoulders.

Thinking back on what happened yesterday, and the tenderness and warmth of last night, the silent heart in my chest gave me the long-lost sense of being alive.

When I came to my senses again, I found that An had woken up, but did not change her posture. Her beautiful eyes were moving like water.

My palm gently stroked An's face. The movement was natural, without any awkwardness, as if all these years of separation had never existed, and yesterday's fight had never existed.

An turned her face away like a grumpy child, not letting me touch her face any further. However, she still pressed tightly against my chest. She didn't care at all that her body was pressed so closely against mine, but she spoke in a somewhat angrily tone.

"Do you take me for a cat?"

Hearing this, I burst out laughing but didn't refute anything. Countless times, I felt that Tongtong was like a kitten, timid, shy, and always cowardly.

But now An is like a cat who gets angry and upset easily.

I raised my eyebrows slightly, slid my hand over, pinched An's earlobe, kneaded it gently, and spoke softly.

"Cats are not as easy to raise as you are."

This time, An did not avoid me. Although he still tilted his head, he rubbed his little face against my chest quite intimately.

Suddenly, I turned my body to the side and let An, who was lying on my chest, slide to my side. I reached out again and held her in my arms. Looking at a blush on her white neck, I exhaled and whispered in her ear.

"Let me tell you a story. It's a long story and it's not interesting."

"It's something I haven't told you before."

An twisted slightly in my arms, feeling a little embarrassed and somewhat hypocritical when she replied.

"Don't hold me so tight... I can hear you."

I pursed my lips and smiled.

"Do you want to hear my story?"

An curled his lips slightly, but replied in an embarrassed and annoyed manner.

"I am different from the main body. I can get angry and jealous."

"If there's anything bad in your story."

As he spoke, An raised his eyebrows and threatened.

"Then you're dead."

……

At the same time, inside the ancient city stronghold.

As the morning sun shines, the entire ancient city is shrouded in an atmosphere of uneasiness.

The whole city was in dead silence. People were all very nervous and didn't dare to make any noise.

Just last night, Mo Li, who ruled the entire ancient city, suddenly became furious. Although he did not kill anyone, he smashed everything he could see to pieces.

The source of this matter seemed to be the beautiful girl who had always been following Mo Li, with a melancholy look and taciturn appearance.

Everyone in the ancient city was afraid of the moody Mo Li, but they had never seen Mo Li so out of control. Naturally, everyone felt insecure, fearing that they would run into bad luck and die miserably.

The iconic three-story ancient building in the ancient city stronghold was empty. Mo Li sat on a wooden chair on the third floor with a gloomy expression. He sat there like a piece of wood, dumbly, without saying a word.

But at his feet, there was a mess. A broken table, a shattered white tea bowl, and a bloody dagger were all lying in the mess.

Opposite Mo Li, the girl in the white dress still had that melancholy look on her face. She looked at Mo Li quietly with a dull look in her eyes.

After a long time, Mo Li suddenly stretched out his hands with a painful look, grabbing his long hair, as if he wanted to pull his hair out. His facial features were distorted and terrifying, full of madness.

At this moment, the girl in the white dress, who had been silent all the time, slowly opened her mouth and spoke in a leisurely manner.

"You seem to be having a hard time accepting this."

The voice coming out of the girl in the white dress was difficult to tell whether it was a male or female, and was full of indifference.

Hearing this, Mo Li's face twitched, his eyes became bloodshot, and he looked viciously at the girl in the white dress sitting opposite him, and said in a hoarse voice.

"Don't talk to me in that voice, you two bastards."

As he spoke, a deep hatred and murderous intent flashed in Mo Li's eyes.

From the beginning of their separation, he always thought that he was a clone of Su Li, possessing the same memories and abilities as him, but destined not to be the real Su Li.

An should be the same, but for some reason, since the day he received An, An has been silent and looked depressed and sad. He thought that An could not accept the fate of a clone.

But last night, An, who had been silent all the time, finally spoke, but it was the voice that he and his original body hated the most.

Those two bastards who claim to be gods and are similar to nebula entities.

That would have been fine, but after the initial surprise, the two guys started talking about something that Mo Li didn't want to believe.

In fact, at the end, these two guys began to tell what Su Li and An were doing as if they had seen it with their own eyes.

From the fights, quarrels, apologies, to the final entanglement that Mo Li least wanted to hear, they described every detail in the most vivid language, regardless of whether Mo Li was willing to listen or not.

"Mo Li, even though you don't want to listen."

"But now, the Su Li whom you hate the most is talking sweet words to An whom you love the most."

"Soon, they will start to be affectionate again, hugging and kissing, and do what they did last night again."

As the voices of the two guys rang out, Mo Li began to sneer. He slowly sat up straight, looked at the two guys who occupied the girl in the white dress, and said coldly.

"Ha, just like what my original self said, I really don't seem to have any possessiveness."

"It's okay for you to continue. Please tell me more details. I would like to hear it."

Hearing this, the girl in the white dress did not change her expression at all. She just looked at Mo Li with the same eyes as she looked at everything in the world, as if she was looking at an ant, a mountain or a river, or even a piece of wood.

They are all dead things, passing away in the blink of an eye.

They said it pointedly.

"But you'll be jealous."

"You're crazy with jealousy."

Mo Li's face darkened, he clenched the armrests of the chair with both hands, and said in a cold voice.

"enough!"

"Just speak directly to the point if you have anything to say!"

Hearing this, the girl in the white dress narrowed her eyes slightly, but stood up, walked towards Mo Li step by step, bent down, looked down at Mo Li, and spoke softly.

"Work with us."

"Mo Li."

Chapter 119 The Truth (Part 2)

"Work with us."

"Mo Li."

The girl in the white dress said something shocking. Even though Mo Li had been prepared, he was still distracted for a moment by this shocking proposal.

Mo Li frowned slightly, the anger and unwillingness on his face were all hidden along with his deep thoughts. He held his chin with one hand, gently touched his chin with his fingers, and said in a deep voice.

"Are you kidding me?"

The girl in white dress whose body was occupied by the nebula had a cold look and indifferent eyes. Mo Li's appearance should have been reflected in her black pupils, but now they were empty.

"Don't be surprised, I think our interests are aligned."

“It’s not strange to cooperate?”

Hearing this, Mo Li raised the corner of his mouth and snorted coldly. There was a hint of mockery in his black eyes, and he spoke slowly.

"Why are you talking like a businessman?"

"It doesn't fit your status at all."

Listening to Mo Li's provocation and ridicule, the girl in the white dress did not show any change in expression, she just spoke calmly.

"Perhaps, you humans presume to think that gods should be great and represent light."

"As you said back then, don't use this stereotype to look at someone you don't know."

Mo Li's eyes moved, but a gloomy look flashed across his face. He then leaned over, picked up the broken pieces of tea bowl on the ground, and said coldly.

"I knew a long time ago that you were just a brat with a dagger."

"Powerful perhaps, but definitely not something to be respected."

The girl in the white dress blinked her eyes, as if she felt them a little dry, and spoke softly.

"It's really strange. You humans are born to be the top predators on earth, and you live by killing other creatures."

"Survival of the fittest. Since you are all living creatures in this world, why should we treat you differently from other animals in this world?"

"Your hatred towards us is simply an act of impotent anger."

"Besides, why should we care whether you respect us or not?"

Mo Li just scratched his ears with his hands, becoming a little impatient. He stretched out his hand to interrupt the long speech of the girl in the white dress and said coldly.

"That's enough. I don't care what you think."

"But I also know that you have approached my main body, and he is the one you bet on. Why are you approaching me now?"

"You know, I should be considered your enemy. Once I merge with the main body, I will definitely let this cycle continue forever."

"I will never get tired of such days no matter how many times I go through them."

The girl in the white dress didn't care about Mo Li interrupting her. Instead, she listened to Mo Li's words very carefully and then spoke slowly.

"We chose Su Li, but he rejected our proposal."

"So, we found you."

"It turns out that Su Li is not the right choice for us."

Mo Li's eyes flashed, he pinched the broken porcelain piece, slightly increased the force, and spoke softly.

"Why are you getting more and more weird? Can you give me a more convincing explanation?"

The girl in the white dress spoke straight to the point without any hesitation.

"Su Li is planning to betray us."

"Even though he never said it, how could we not know about his change of mind."

"He gave up on destroying the damn god machine and looked for other solutions."

"And his approach is an extremely stupid choice for us."

"We're not going to waste our time on a fool."

Hearing this, Mo Li suddenly crushed the porcelain pieces in his hand. The broken porcelain debris pierced into his palm, making his palm bloody.

Mo Li seemed to have no sense of pain and didn't care about the pain in his palm at all. Instead, he stared at the girl in the white dress opposite him with a stern look in his eyes and spoke slowly.

"That's not convincing enough, keep talking."

The body of the girl in the white dress suddenly trembled, and she raised her hand stiffly. A yellowed photo suddenly appeared in Mo Li's hand.

Mo Li narrowed his eyes slightly, not understanding what it meant. He could only reach out and pick up the yellowed photo, looking at it carefully.

The yellowed photo turned out to be a family portrait that Mo Li was very familiar with. In the photo, Mo Li, who was still a teenager, was looking at the camera, squinting and smiling, looking sunny and free.

But what was strange was that in the photo, the position of Mo Li's parents was blurry, and the faces of the two people could not be seen clearly.