Immortals usually went into seclusion for ten thousand years, or at least a thousand years. 1357924?
Jiujiu was the Living Earth's spiritual body. If the Living Earth wanted to go into seclusion, she would naturally accompany him.
When he woke up, ten thousand years had already passed.
Jiujiu woke up once in the middle of the seclusion. She shed her skin, and her figure turned into that of a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl.
Her face was still pretty, but there was a small red mole at the corner of her eye. As Jiujiu's eyelashes fluttered, it was faintly discernible. It added a bit of flirtatious beauty to her delicate face.
The Living Earth also turned into the appearance of an adult man.
But what didn't change was the way he looked at Jiujiu. His gaze was gentle and lustful, as if it contained light.
Seeing that Jiujiu had woken up, the Living Earth raised his hand and brushed it across Jiujiu's cheek. Feeling the smoothness of her skin, the Living Earth pursed his lips and said softly, "You're awake."
Jiujiu blinked her eyes and looked at the Living Earth, whose face had become more resolute because of his growth. She nodded.
The Living Earth stood up. A considerate immortal servant had already prepared water for him to take a bath.
Jiujiu took advantage of the Living Earth's bath to go to Mo Li's palace.
After ten thousand years, Mo Li's palace was still as cold and desolate as when she first saw it.
Jiujiu didn't know if Mo Li had removed the barrier after ten thousand years. She tentatively reached her hand in, but unexpectedly, the barrier disappeared.
Jiujiu was stunned. She hurriedly pushed open the door and walked in.
What she didn't know was that the moment she entered, the barrier appeared again, isolating her aura and dissipating it.
After ten thousand years, Mo Li took off his original moon-colored robe and put on his black robe again. There were no windows in the room. Darkness invaded Jiujiu's vision.
Jiujiu walked up to Mo Li, squatted down slowly, and called out, "Mo Li."
Mo Li's long and straight eyelashes fluttered slightly. After a moment, he raised his eyes. His eyes, which had been as still as water, flashed as he looked at Jiujiu once again.
She opened her mouth, but her voice became hoarse for the first time. "Jiujiu?"
Jiujiu nodded and held Mo Li's hand.
Mo Li's palm was big and warm, as soft as the most gentle cloud in the sky. It was nothing like the cold and heartless stone that Jiujiu had seen ten thousand years ago.
"You said you like me?" Mo Li's voice was low and hoarse. It could even be said to be a little harsh. But to Jiujiu's ears, it was sweet.
Thinking of how the immortal servant said that Mo Li couldn't speak, Jiujiu's eyes welled up. She nodded without hesitation and said softly, "I like you."
Hearing Jiujiu's words, Mo Li felt his heavy chest sway slightly. When he lowered his head, he saw that Jiujiu's eyes were slightly red and the corners of her eyes were glistening with tears.
Mo Li was stunned. He raised his hand and brushed it across the corner of Jiujiu's eyes. Seeing the crystal clear teardrop on his finger, he frowned and put the teardrop into his mouth. After tasting the faint saltiness, he felt his heart tremble even more.
Mo Li clutched his chest and took a long breath. He subconsciously pulled Jiujiu into his arms and impatiently planted a kiss on Jiujiu's forehead. He closed his eyes. His eyes were slightly red and if one looked closely, one could see a trace of tears.
Then, Jiujiu heard a familiar voice. The voice was low and magnetic, and it was filled with gratitude. "I've been waiting for you."
This voice was too familiar. It was so familiar that Jiujiu almost instantly called out his original name. "Mo Xie."
Jiujiu didn't know why she called out this name, but after she said it, her eyes couldn't help but redden. Tears fell down her face. She opened her arms and hugged Mo Li's waist. She sobbed and kept saying, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
Mo Li gently hugged Jiujiu. Even though his heart was filled with longing, he still said softly, "It's okay. I don't blame you. I'm useless."
Jiujiu's teardrop seemed to awaken all of Mo Li's memories. He remembered.
He was Mo Xie. That powerful Mo Xie.
He swallowed Jiujiu's body and thought that he could break out of the encirclement. He didn't expect that Jiujiu's soul would disappear when he broke through. He became the God's Messenger that everyone wanted to be, but he lost Jiujiu forever.
The Jiujiu that he liked, the one that liked him, the one that he wished he could love for the rest of his life.
He killed Yi Anchen. He killed An Luoyao. He killed everyone who got in the way of him and Jiujiu.
He killed everyone on the mainland, but he still couldn't find Jiujiu.
He was a god. He could sense the aura of souls, but he couldn't sense Jiujiu's. He couldn't find Jiujiu either.
He couldn't accept it. He loved Jiujiu so much, but Jiujiu was gone. Mo Xie wanted to cry, but gods didn't have tears. Gods couldn't cry. Gods couldn't cry. Gods wouldn't cry.
When gods cried, the heavens fell and the earth cracked.
This world belonged to him and Jiujiu. He could kill everyone, but he didn't dare to destroy this place. He was afraid that Jiujiu wouldn't be able to find him.
He waited for Jiujiu's promise that she would come back. He waited for countless years.
He quietly stayed at the place where he and Jiujiu used to live. He did not move at all until his body turned into a rock and his heart slowly withered until it stopped beating.
His emotions and memories slowly disappeared as his heart stopped beating.
He only appeared again when the Immortal Mother was born billions of years ago.
However, he lost his most precious memory.
He didn't know his name, but he subconsciously gave himself the name Mo Li.
Mo Li, Mo Li, don't leave.
He followed the Immortal Mother and watched her unite the immortal world. He watched her become the ruler of the immortal world, but he didn't feel anything at all.
He didn't know who he was, nor did he seem to know who he was. However, he knew that he was waiting for someone.
He was waiting for someone very important to him.
He forgot the entire world, but he only remembered that person's name was Jiujiu.
He waited for billions of years. When he was about to forget himself, Jiujiu finally appeared.
Hugging Jiujiu in his arms, Mo Li was so emotional that a tear fell from his eye.
He'd waited for too long. Too long.
This time, he was strong enough to protect her. He could keep her by his side.
Mo Li gently stroked Jiujiu's hair. His voice was very soft, but indescribably gentle. "Do you still want to leave this time?"
Jiujiu hugged Mo Li and sobbed. After a long time, she choked out, "I don't know."
She didn't know.
Mo Li lowered his eyes, hiding his emotions. After a long time, he said in a low voice, "It's okay. I'll wait for you."
Mo Li casually said, "I'll wait for you," but Jiujiu burst into tears again. She hugged Mo Li and cried uncontrollably.
Even though she still couldn't remember who Mo Li was, she knew that he was very, very important to her. He was so important that even if she forgot the entire world, she knew that without him, she would lose everything.
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