goddess is a man

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The second watch time is at 08:30 every night~~~(づ￣3￣)づ╭?～

"Hey! Take that thing away, don't touch me!!!" He was sweating profusely and shouted anxiously. "If you want to touch me with that thing, you might as well just kill me!"

Like singing a one-man show, Nan Wang and the priest ignored him.When all the blood-red daggers came out of his palm, the priest walked towards Mu Zixi holding the hilt of the knife.He widened his eyes, staring at Yaohong who was getting closer and closer, and yelled, "Don't come here!!!"

This is a subconscious reaction when people encounter danger. Even if you know that shouting is completely useless, you can't think so much at that moment.

Unfortunately, the gloomy priest walked to his side, tapped his arm lightly with one hand, and one arm would not move as if it was not his own.Mu Zixi stared helplessly at the red tip of the knife slowly approaching his skin, and could already feel the icy cold before it got close.

He stayed there, staring blankly, forgetting to shout, until the point of the knife pierced his skin.Like a living thing, the icy cold instantly penetrated his whole body, spreading to every cell in his body.The blood is roaring, and the bones, meridians, and internal organs are all in pain like being cut by ice blades.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa whoa!"His legs were kicking helplessly, and his other hand was tearing back and forth.Pain entangled his body, and the enchanting blood mist seemed to be excited, emanating from his pores, and gathered in groups back to the blade.

His painful roar resounded in this pitch-black space, and the echo buzzed continuously.

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Mo Che suddenly raised his head and rushed out of the house, looking in the direction of the palace, his pupils narrowed sharply.He couldn't see anything in the dark night, he just felt his heart tighten, he seemed to hear Zixi's painful cry just now.As the night breeze passed by, he lowered his head and found that Mu Zixi's hair was tied on his hand, and it was burning.

"Yue!!!" He screamed and rushed in, the hair on his wrist burned a circle, and the burnt dust fell on the table.

This is the hair Mo Che cut off from Mu Zixi's head when he left the palace.He added surgery to know whether a person is safe or not.The hair can only be burned three times, if it burns out, it means that the person is powerless.

This is the first time.Mu Zixi was hit hard.

The three of them stared at the ashes on the table in the room, and Mo Che was trembling as he clenched his fists at a loss.All the muscles in his body tensed, he regretted leaving Zixi there alone.I regret it so much.

"I can't control that much anymore!" He turned around and planned to rush out.Yinyue's eyes were quick, and the golden needle directly fell into the sleeping point. The next second, Mo Che fell straight down.

Yinyue sighed, hugged the sleepy Mo Che, and placed him on Ling Bi's bed.Turning around, she said to Ling Yu, "The goddess must have suffered a lot of injuries. If the hair on Che's wrist burns twice, there is probably no way to save her."

Ling Yu clenched his fists and closed his eyes tightly.What is he going to do?What can he do?Didn't it mean that the goddess can help the monarch stabilize the country?How could it be hit hard?What is going on?

"I will enter the palace tomorrow!" His voice was firm and steady as if he had made a major decision.

[. ． ． ． ． ．Zixi, Mu Zixi]

who?Who is calling me? ?The heavy eyelashes fluttered a few times, and Mu Zixi slowly opened his eyes.

The scene in front of him was illusory and unreal, full of erratic light and shadow.He lay on the ground, only feeling cold all over.He wanted to stand up, but his body was so weak that he didn't listen.

where am I?

He slowly turned his eyes to search for useful information.Not seeing anything substantial, it was like being in a hollow void.Mu Zixi lowered his eyes slowly, and found that the place where he was lying on his stomach was covered in blood red.The fingers flipped over slightly, and the shocking blood stained the entire palm.

Even his body, face, and hair were all blood-red.

[Ah ah ah ah ah! ! ! ! ! ] He stared at the red hands, screaming and struggling, Mu Zixi's eyes were filled with fear.Standing up with difficulty, he stumbled and ran forward.After running a few steps, he fell into a pool of blood again and continued to crawl forward tenaciously.

Where is this?Where is this? ! ! !

[Zixi. ] He heard someone calling him.Suddenly, several women appeared in front of his eyes.

Who are they?

These women stood in front of Mu Zixi with smiles on their lips.There are eleven women in total, wearing costumes of different ages, including classical women in Luo skirts, and double-breasted women's skirts from the Republic of China period?Looks like there are modern school uniforms?

Mu Zixi looked at them in confusion.They looked at each other and smiled, and one of them, a woman in a skirt, stepped forward and stretched out her white hand.

[Follow us~]

[. ． ． ． ． ．where to go ] He gave the woman his hand to support, and stood up easily.

[Look~] The woman pointed at her surroundings. The background, which was originally full of blood and light and shadow, turned into a boundless grassland, blue sky, white clouds, and flowers.There are curling smoke in the distance, gurgling streams nearby, and various cute animals in the woods.

Everything was so beautiful, the eleven women ran forward happily, and his emotions were infected as he followed, and his footsteps gradually became lighter.

[. ． ． ． ． ．Zixi! ]

who?Who is calling me again?