However, Jiujiu turned a deaf ear to their words and continued to look for Mo Li. 1357924?
For some reason, Jiujiu felt a sense of familiarity with Mo Li. It was as if Mo Li wasn't supposed to be like this, or rather, Mo Li was supposed to be hers.
That feeling was like a volcano erupting. It filled her chest in an instant and she couldn't think of anything else. Jiujiu felt that if she couldn't get Mo Li, it would be useless even if this mission was completed successfully.
She wouldn't be happy and couldn't be happy.
If one were to describe it in a more chuunibyou way, that would be.
Without you, what's the use of having the whole world?
Perhaps that was how she felt about Mo Li.
Jiujiu didn't know why she felt this way about Mo Li, but she knew that if she couldn't get Mo Li, her life would be meaningless.
Furthermore, she would definitely regret it.
Jiujiu once again arrived at Mo Li's Mo Li Palace.
Ever since Mo Li's immortal servant died, there were no more immortal servants in Mo Li's palace. No matter how beautiful the palace was, it was empty and cold because it was uninhabited. There wasn't a single trace of life in it.
It was like a castle built out of ice. It was so cold that it made one's heart tremble. It also made Jiujiu sad.
Jiujiu instinctively clutched her chest, a sorrowful expression on her face. She felt that Mo Li shouldn't be like this.
He shouldn't be.
But if he wasn't like this, what would Mo Li be like? A shadow flashed across Jiujiu's mind. It was very fast, but it made Jiujiu's heart tremble uncontrollably.
Jiujiu pushed open the door. Mo Li was sitting quietly by the door in a black robe, looking at the clouds outside. Even though Jiujiu pushed the door open loudly, Mo Li didn't seem to hear it. Even the curve of his hair didn't change at all.
Jiujiu pursed her lips.
A hint of sadness appeared on her small and lovely face.
She felt that Mo Li shouldn't have treated her this way, but she couldn't think of a reason. Jiujiu felt like she had forgotten a very important person, and that person was Mo Li.
But now that Mo Li was treating her coldly, Jiujiu felt very uncomfortable.
It was as if someone was using a knife to cut a path in your heart. Again and again, the pain was unbearable.
Jiujiu opened her mouth. Her voice was crisp and childish, like a sweet lollipop. "Mo Li, I'm here to see you."
Hearing Jiujiu's voice, Mo Li's ink-colored pupils shook slightly in his eye sockets, then he continued to look out the window.
Jiujiu was already used to Mo Li's coldness. She walked over to Mo Li's side with her short legs, then climbed onto the small couch that Mo Li was sitting on and sat beside him.
Sensing the faint aura coming from Mo Li's body, along with the faint smell of blood, Jiujiu's eyes flickered as she turned to look at Mo Li.
Mo Li was still pursing his lips, just like before. But Jiujiu felt that Mo Li seemed to have changed.
For example, previously, Mo Li was really distant, as if he was emitting a cold aura from his bones. If Jiujiu dared to climb onto the small couch, he would almost immediately push Jiujiu to the ground. But today, Mo Li didn't push her to the ground. It was really strange.
But before Jiujiu could think about Mo Li's strange behavior and the sudden scent of blood, the Living Earth's voice came from outside the hall.
Ever since Jiujiu started looking for Mo Li, the Living Earth seemed to have a sense of danger. Not long after Jiujiu arrived at Mo Li's place, the Living Earth would come to take Jiujiu away.
In the past, Jiujiu would leave in silence. But today, for some reason, she didn't know why.
Jiujiu suddenly asked, "Can I come again tomorrow?"
Jiujiu couldn't help but sigh. Thinking about Mo Li's behavior in the past, Jiujiu didn't have much hope.
But she didn't expect Mo Li to actually answer.
"Okay!"
Although it was only one word, Jiujiu couldn't help but feel happy.
Mo Li's voice wasn't as handsome as his appearance.
The immortals all said that the Living Earth was the most handsome man in the immortal world. But in Jiujiu's opinion, the Living Earth paled in comparison to Mo Li.
The Living Earth was handsome, but he was still young. There was always a lingering childishness and confusion between his brows.
But Mo Li was different.
Mo Li was as exquisite as the most exquisite sculpture in the world. His eyebrows were long and narrow, and his eyes were narrow. The corners of his mouth were thin and supple. His shape was beautiful and alluring. Even if he was sitting quietly, people couldn't help but sigh. How could there be such a perfect person in the world?
But Mo Li's voice wasn't as perfect as his handsome face. It was low and hoarse, as if it had been burned by smoke. If he raised his voice, it sounded as unpleasant as a knife cutting through wood.
Jiujiu blinked. She felt that Mo Li's voice shouldn't be like this.
But it was already a great thing that Mo Li could answer her. Jiujiu left happily.
Seeing that Jiujiu came out unscathed, the Living Earth couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief. He bent down and hugged Jiujiu, then raised his hand to poke Jiujiu's forehead. But because Jiujiu's skin was too tender, a small red handprint appeared instantly. The Living Earth's heart ached so much that he rubbed it for her again.
"Didn't I tell you not to go there?"
Jiujiu had always been a little spirit and knew how to act coquettishly. For thousands of years, the Living Earth had long taken Jiujiu in his hands. Compared to the original Yun Qing, Jiujiu was sure that if they met Mei Niang, the Living Earth would definitely believe her.
But she didn't know if it was because she had raised him too much, but the Living Earth couldn't bear to let her leave his sight.
And as long as she went to find Mo Li, the Living Earth would chase after her in less than 15 minutes. If it didn't chase after her, it meant that the Living Earth had been called away by the Immortal Mother.
Jiujiu was happy that the Living Earth was so attached to her, but she was also annoyed.
She felt that the Living Earth couldn't have fallen in love with her.
But in an instant, Jiujiu dispelled this thought.
The Living Earth was the Immortal Mother's son, and she was only an immortal snake. To put it nicely, she was an immortal snake, but to put it bluntly, she was a snake demon.
No matter how merciful the Immortal Mother was, she wouldn't let her son find a demon.
After the Living Earth finished speaking, he saw that Jiujiu was as dull as usual and knew that Jiujiu didn't take his words to heart. He couldn't help but sigh and said softly, "Jiujiu, the Immortal World isn't safe now. Be good and don't go to Exalted God Mo Li's place in the future, okay?"
"The Immortal World isn't safe? Why do you say that? "Jiujiu blinked and looked at the Living Earth in confusion.
"Immortal Master Hejiang was killed."
Jiujiu asked, "What about his soul?"
Immortal masters would die, but immortal souls wouldn't. Even if they were killed, as long as the immortal soul reincarnated, it would be able to return to the Immortal World after a hundred lifetimes at most.
The Living Earth frowned. "His soul has scattered."
Jiujiu: "…"
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