Reborn as a crazy female disciple of the God who killed his wife three times

"Oh my..." Li Mo screamed, which made his heart skip a beat. He looked at her hurriedly and asked, "What's wrong? What's wrong..."

What caught his eye was the crushed and shattered Purple Jade Dragon Fragrance Flower. Without the nourishment of the immortal power of the Brocade Jade Dragon Breath Purple Crystal, except for the one he picked for Li Mo, the other branches and vines retracted and returned to the state of being placed in the box. It lay quietly and broken between the delicate palms, showing its owner its final miserable end, broken into pieces, without any trace of the original. He only heard the owner of the palm timidly ask: "Brother, what should I do? I wasn't paying attention just now and held this flower in my palm..."

He looked at the Purple Jade Dragon Fragrance Flower in silence. For a moment, he couldn't utter a single word.

This silence immediately made the person on the other side burst into tears: "Brother, wu... Brother, you won't forgive me... I was wrong, I was really wrong, please don't blame me, I'm so afraid that you will be angry with me..."

“How, how could this happen…” After a long while, Mu Xuzhen finally found his voice. Now, except for the embroidery bag his parents left him, everything else in his box was broken. All the precious treasures that brought him beautiful memories of his master were gone… However, he still couldn’t help but feel sorry for the sister in front of him who sounded very scared. He whispered, “No, it’s okay, these…”

None of this matters.

He wanted to say this to comfort his junior sister.

But he couldn't say it, because he knew how important these things were.

It’s not about how precious it is, or how extraordinary it is, but about the fact that it comes from Master.

From his precious memories.

With tears on her face and the only remaining purple jade dragon fragrance flower in her fingertips, Li Mo left Mu Xuzhen's courtyard. Her face was still so timid and scared, but in her heart, she felt an indescribable sense of relief...

She felt great.

It was like she had done something very refreshing and relaxing, so refreshing that she slept well for three days in a row, and each time she slept until dawn.

But soon, she felt something was wrong.

For example, Mu Xuzhen seldom went to Lingxuan Hall with her for morning lessons recently, and Mu Jianfei did not ask Mu Xuzhen what he was doing in front of her, letting him do what he wanted. For example, when Mu Xuzhen saw her from a distance, he would avoid her, and even when they accidentally met, he would immediately turn his head and change direction, choosing not to meet her.

She felt something was wrong. Could it be that the eight-year-old Mu Xuzhen, who looked stupid, was actually very intelligent and had realized her true self?

Or was it because he felt sorry for Zi Yu Long Xiang Hua and Jin Yu Long Xi Zi Jing that he was angry with her and didn't want to see her again?

If it was the former, she would have to be careful and not reveal her true colors... If it was the latter...

She was speechless.

After observing for a few days and asking Master Mu Jianfei about his reaction indirectly, he felt that apart from the fact that Mu Xuzhen was different, Mu Jianfei and Wentian Sect did not notice anything. In other words, even if Mu Xuzhen knew her true identity, he did not tell anyone else, but kept the secret to himself.

If this is the case, she can consider some shady means.

But she also felt that it was not the case. Could Mu Xu really be so cunning as an eight-year-old boy? And how could he not be noticed by her? Or was he just feeling sorry for the rare treasure?

No future.

Watching Mu Xuzhen's back as he once again avoided her and walked in another direction, she... was still more inclined to feel sorry for the rare treasure. Thinking of this, Li Mo curled her lips. Such a stingy man, the future number one disciple of the second generation and the second sword god of Wentian, was just this narrow-minded. Go to hell with him.

Li Mo thought so and felt very disdainful of it in his heart.

As for the fact that the main factor was that he was doing bad things for her, and how important the Purple Jade Dragon Fragrance Flower and the Brocade Jade Dragon Breath Purple Crystal were to him, she put it aside with peace of mind.

Li Mo cursed Mu Xuzhen several times in her heart, thinking that he was making a fuss out of nothing, and stopped paying attention to the matter. In this world, apart from caring about herself, she always felt that other people were insignificant.

Although I feel a little regretful occasionally, generally speaking I don’t really care.

Maybe, he was regretting the loss of a very useful tool. Maybe...

One day, the morning light was just beginning to shine. A thin layer of morning dew hung between the eaves of the green tiles, and the air was filled with a hint of dampness and fragrance from the earth. The half-light night had made the world grey. A few rays of morning light shone through the dense green branches, lightly falling onto the sleeping pavilion where Li Mo was staying.

Li Mo was still asleep, but she heard a knock on the curtains outside the house, one, two, three times... She frowned impatiently but had to get up. She walked to the window, and with a creak, the window frame made a sound, breaking the silence of the early morning -

What he saw was a stunningly beautiful face, but there were some terrifying blood-red scars on that fair face, which somewhat hindered the exquisite beauty. But there was a kind of broken beauty, which was somewhat in line with Li Mo's aesthetic taste in his previous life.

But at this moment, Li Mo was stunned. She had no mind to appreciate this beauty, but remained silent.

Silence permeated between the two of them.

She didn't look around, but just stared at the face in front of her, a face that was brighter and more innocent than the morning sun. The smile on his face was so pure, so pure that it seemed as if all the darkness in the world had never happened, never appeared...

She didn't pay any attention to the bouquet of purple flowers emitting fairy-like fluorescent light in the visitor's chest.

Mu Xuzhen, originally smiling as he looked at Li Mo's eyes looking at him from the window, felt a little scared for some reason and couldn't help but stop smiling. He swallowed and avoided her somewhat cold gaze, but when he thought of the purpose of his visit today, he slowly turned his head back and looked into her eyes.

He said softly, "Junior sister, I'm here to give you flowers. Last time, I was wrong. I said I would give you all the purple jade dragon fragrant flowers, but you only took one back. I thought you looked very sad when you left, and you must have been angry and upset. I thought maybe you like purple flowers, so I wanted to pick some similar ones to cheer you up. Do you like them?" He went to the animal garden in the back mountain of Wentian Sect, where an ancient mythical beast Mi Liao was kept. There were several similar jade disc purple flowers blooming in its valley. He secretly avoided the ancient beast's active time and picked all the flowers in its cave while it was half asleep.

Was it as easy as he said for him to go to the cave of the ancient mythical beast and pick flowers alone? In fact, the large and small wounds all over his body gave us a clue.

Li Mo knew how dangerous it was to approach, observe, sneak into, and take things from an ancient mythical beast, not to mention that Mu Xuzhen was only eight years old.

But he didn't say a word.

These past few days, whenever he saw me, he would turn around and run away. Was he afraid that I would see his injuries and stop him from picking flowers?

……

Li Mo remained silent.

Mu Xu really thought about it and thought that she had just gotten up and was not yet awake. He smiled, and that smile was as bright as spring flowers and as bright as the rising sun in the morning, which made people feel happy...

"Junior sister, don't be angry with me. I was wrong before." Mu Xu sincerely apologized to her, as if everything was his fault.

Li Mo remained silent and looked at his wounds from head to toe. Mu Xuzhen saw that he was only staring at his wounds. Without looking at the flowers, he said, "These are not serious. The ancient beast has a very bad temper and is very protective of flowers. Ordinary cultivators who approach it may be torn to pieces by it, but my little wound is actually nothing. Apply some of the spiritual medicine given by the master, and it will be healed in one day."

Li Mo did not reply, but silently stared at the tiny wounds on his body, hands, and face... The blood-red wounds were very glaring on his white and crystal skin. After a long silence, she asked softly, "Why are you so nice to me?"

"Because you are my junior sister."

"Just because I'm your junior sister?"

"correct."

Just because she is my junior sister.

In her previous life, she had been flattered by many people, both men and women. In her opinion, Mu Xuzhen's almost clumsy and shallow act of picking flowers was a bit crude and useless, and she didn't understand it.

Why is that?

He would not be like those men in his previous life, trying to gain some benefit from her, or have any intention of love and impulse between men and women. Mu Xuzhen was only eight years old, how could he have dirty thoughts of an adult man towards her who was only five years old?

What's more, he is an elite of the righteous path who was taught by Tian Jianzi Mu Jianfei and inherited the teachings of the righteous leader Wen Tianjiao.

He treated her well without any reason or condition just because she was his junior sister. He did it with kindness, straightforwardness, and without asking for anything in return.

Such warm and harmless emotions between humans were something she had never experienced before.

What Li Mo has seen since she was a child is snatching, competing, and fighting. If others have one more, she has one less. Her things will always be coveted and fought over by others. Anything in her hands will attract the envy and jealousy of others.

Everything she has must always be held tightly in her hands, and not a single bit of it can be seen by others.

In the past, many people, many men approached her, and she knew why. What they wanted was nothing more than sex, power, and magic weapons. Sometimes she would give it to them, sometimes she wouldn't, depending on her mood at the time, but everything was an equal exchange.

But she didn't know what Mu Xuzhen's purpose was, or rather, Mu Xuzhen had no purpose at all. He thought she was angry last time, so he wanted to make her happy.

This is the simple and straightforward mind of an eight-year-old child.

She couldn't describe her feelings, she just felt that something was surging and rushing in her heart, as if it was about to burst out... However, she didn't want to do anything, she just looked at Mu Xuzhen in silence, watching in silence.

Mu Xuzhen looked at her blankly.

He felt something was strange, but he didn't know what was strange. He just felt that the look his junior sister gave him was particularly cold and creepy, as if there was an inexplicable chill.

He felt a little uneasy. Did he do something wrong again?

He felt guilty for making his junior sister sad, so he told his master that he would leave the morning class to find something she might like to make amends. He searched for a long time, so every day he ran to the dangerous beast cave in the back mountain to find beautiful flowers. Although he was injured, he got a lot of beautiful flowers, and he thought his junior sister would like them. Unexpectedly, his junior sister did not immediately feel happy and forgive him, but remained silent.

Before, when he stood in front of the window, he foolishly held the flowers, imagining that Junior Sister would be very happy and would smile as sweetly as before, but he was wrong. Junior Sister not only did not smile, but stood silently by the high window sill, looking down at him from above, with eyes that were very bright, like a green candle lamp under the moon in the empty night, the deepest night, the brightest lamp, so bright that people's minds are swaying... and it happened to be accompanied by a ray of faint light...

Meeting that look, he felt a chill in his heart for some reason.

Many years later, after experiencing many life-and-death battles, he finally realized that what Li Mo was emitting at that time was murderous aura...

A chilling murderous aura.

……

Just when Mu Xu really thought that the silence between the two of them might last forever, suddenly, his junior sister moved. He only heard her sharp voice and even gnashing of teeth. She cursed from above his head: "Who told you to go to the beast cave to pick flowers for me? Did I ask you to go? This flower is too ugly. Don't embarrass yourself in front of me. Take it back!"

With a "snap", the window was closed forcefully in front of him, almost breaking his nose which was close to the window frame.

The moment the door closed, in the half-light of the morning, in the faint morning light, he saw a crystal drop of water falling from the air. It landed lightly on his fingertips...

Mu Xuzhen looked down and saw the light and clear water droplets condensed on his fingertips. They were extremely small and shallow, as if they would evaporate and disappear immediately with the morning breeze.

The sound of a fisherman's poetry could be heard from the gurgling stream in the mountains. Mu Xuzhen couldn't hear it clearly, only faintly hearing "...where my heart belongs..." The voice seemed to be far away and near, looming...

The sound of the poem echoed in the mountains, and it was like a poem that had been passed down for thousands of years, accompanied by the north wind and drizzle between the hills, washing away the vicissitudes of the world...