bayedsolid Chapter 461: You are his lover
Chapter 461: You are his lover
When Zhu Jiu came back to his senses, he found that only Yue Shangxian was by his side.
He walked sideways at a very slow pace, his silver-white hair hanging behind him, swaying slightly as he walked.
The crescent-white sleeves and Zhu Jiu's blue clothes occasionally intersected and overlapped, then separated.
The familiar cold fragrance of snow enveloped her. Zhu Jiu had been holding her breath since the last step, and at this moment she finally took a breath subconsciously.
It felt like I was in a chilly spring morning, and when I looked up I saw green buds growing under a handful of snow on the branches.
Brand new, the beginning, the revival of all things.
Looking ahead, the snow is hanging in the forest, and spring is sprouting everywhere.
——It was as if I was in another world instead of the depressing and terrifying Demon Hunter Guild Derivation Department.
Zhu Jiu exhaled slowly again, and the complicated and heavy emotions were skillfully sank into the pond by her bit by bit.
She lowered her eyes and saw the crescent moon through the white and blue sleeves of the two people, holding her wrist and walking forward quietly.
Yue Shangxian's hands were cold, but just enough to make Zhu Jiu feel comfortable and comforted.
Some people are addicted to this feeling.
Zhu Jiu flexed his fingers but did not struggle, and looked away as if nothing had happened.
"Where are we going? Where are they?" Zhu Jiu looked around and spoke in a hoarse voice.
"I don't know." Moon Shangxi answered each question, "We are separated for the time being."
Zhu Jiu was secretly scared. Damn it. Did her brain go to an alien planet and she didn’t notice anything?
She felt really sorry for those who hated her. That was the only chance to assassinate her, but it slipped away.
After clearing his throat, Zhu Jiu asked Xing Jun as if nothing had happened, "What happened just now?"
Xingjun also answered calmly, "Ah, Elder Chu said he didn't want to go with you, so we'll go on separate tours for the time being."
Zhu Jiuyi thought about it and decided that based on the development trend of things, the probability was 99%.
"Then why am I with the waxing moon?"
"You are his lover, who else would you be with if not him?"
After two seemingly natural questions and answers, the strange atmosphere between the two people became harmonious, as if nothing had happened just now.
Zhu Jiu made a couple of jokes before pulling himself out of his trance. He followed Yue Shangxian in one step, stood beside him and said with a smile, "Don't you know where to go? Are we going to elope to the ends of the earth?"
Yue Shangwan lowered her eyelashes and saw that Zhu Jiu had returned to his normal expression, teasing him with a hint of playfulness and mischief.
Not serious.
But it's much better than before.
Yue Shangxian's mood also inexplicably improved, and the coldness in his eyes faded slightly. He blurted out: "Even if we elope, we won't come to a place like this."
"Huh?" Zhu Jiu was shocked and held his hand with his backhand, "Do you really want to elope with me?"
She is a big devil!
This time, Yue Shangxian pursed her lips and said nothing, perhaps she didn't know what to say, nor did she know why she said that in the previous sentence.
Zhu Jiu changed the subject and asked, "Why, as the 'master' of demon cultivation and the future leader of the Heavenly Demon Sect, you don't like this place?"
This is not only politically incorrect, but will also cause you to be scolded by the evil cultivators.
"If there's nothing worth liking, then naturally that's the place I don't like." Yue Shangxian said coldly.
Everyone here is in pain, even Zhu Jiu who is staying here for a short time, so he hates this place.
Zhu Jiu smiled coldly: "But this place has created infinite value and wealth for Jiuqu Shuozhou, and carries the hopes of countless people."
The waxing moon could not deny this, and everyone could see the benefits involved.
He was silent for a moment, thinking for a long time before looking at Zhu Jiu. The floating broken ice in his eyes were like spring buds covered with dew at dawn.
“Human nature is a noble and ugly thing.”
"But if humanity does not exist where humans exist, it will be a hell, not a hotbed of bliss."
“Abandoning everything that comes with human nature will inevitably be swallowed up by the darkness of rumination.”
Zhu Jiu was stunned, and Xing Jun was also stunned.
Both of them seemed to be meeting Yue Shangxian for the first time.
"Now I fully believe that the Yue clan is indeed a philanthropic family that loves to give and is generous."
Otherwise, you can't raise a waxing moon...
From his cold nature to the tragic family changes, he was deserted by everyone, and his only surviving sister was possessed by another body. All these things added up to make him a blackened saint chosen by heaven, but he stuck to himself better than anyone else.
The waxing moon is the well-deserved spiritual heritage of the Yue clan.
"The moon is waxing, why don't you hate me?" Zhu Jiu found that this was the first time he asked this question, and also the first time he was interested in other people's love and hate.
Yue Shangxian paused and said indifferently: "Since you said your sister is still here, then just treat it as your temporary stay. After all, your existence must be very painful."
He could feel that Zhu Jiu was not happy inside Shuang's body.
If you still don't give up, there must be some compelling reason.
The moon was waxing and he had nothing left. Revenge had made no progress and was at a loss. He was unable to distinguish the insults and rumors against Zhu Jiu from the outside world. If Zhu Jiu was willing to help him, he would accept it.
Besides, her mood swings did not match the rumors.
The waxing moon is not disgusting.
There was a gleam in Zhu Jiu's eyes, and she admitted that she was moved by the rising moon.
"Wan Yue, do you want to be the leader of the Demon Sect?"
"The moon is waxing, let me teach you how to play the piano."
As I said, liking and pampering someone will help him or her have the absolute power to control the joys and sorrows of his or her destiny.