goddess is a man

Mo Che let go of his hands, turned to hold his hand, and led him to an open space.Mu Zixi was still holding the flower branch, Mo Che reached out to take it from the void and waved it, "I'll put the flower in a vase first." After a few steps, he disappeared.

Mu Zixi stayed where he was, holding the dagger, and lightly opened the scabbard.The pure black blade appeared in front of his eyes, and the silver thread was inlaid on the blade, which seemed like the veins of the sword.

The total length of the sword is only [-] centimeters, and Mu Zixi's wielding fits just right.He waved the sword hilt wildly, but he was thinking about the moment when King Nan chased him all the way, when Mo Che almost died in Huangquan trying to save him, and when Ling Bi gave up his life to protect him.

If, if, he can protect himself, he will not harm everyone.If he could kill King Nan, Mo Che wouldn't be seriously injured, and Ling Xi wouldn't die either.

He felt guilty, remorseful, and hated.He hated Nan Wang, wishing he could cut him to pieces.

When Mo Che came back, he was holding two wooden sticks that were about the same length as a dagger in his hand. When he walked to the open space, he saw Mu Zixi holding a dagger, with a strange red light emitting from his body. It also burst into dazzling crimson, as if the blade of the sword was burning.

"Zixi!" Mo Che was so frightened that the wooden stick fell to the ground.Isn't Qing Sa gone?Why?Why is Zixi still like this?

When Mu Zixi heard Mo Che call his name, he turned his head to look at the source of the voice.Turning his head around, he was so frightened that he threw the dagger far away.He saw the red light all over his body, and saw the red light surrounding the sword body.

At a loss, he threw away the dagger and fell to the ground.As soon as the sword left his hand, the dazzling red light disappeared immediately, as if it had never appeared at all.

He stared in horror at the short sword thrown far away by him, his lips trembled, and he couldn't make a sound.Mo Che ran over, hugged him, and hugged him tightly.The moment he saw Mu Zixi turning his head with the dagger just now, his eyes were all blood red.

It took Mu Zixi a long time to find her voice, trembling and helpless, "No, I don't want to become Qingsha!"

"No, no, you are Zixi, you are just Zixi!" Mo Che ruffled his hair, hugged his body tightly, and comforted him over and over again in a hoarse voice.

"Ah!!!" Mu Zixi's heart-piercing grief clung to Mo Che's shoulders, his hands tightly gripping his back.He screamed in pain, and the countless wounds in his heart churned and tore open.

Those memories of the past, those people who have left slight or heavy traces in his life, those memories that he can't let go of, all surged in his heart.

Mo Che just hugged him like this, letting him vent his aggrieved and sad heart on his shoulders.His eyes were open, blurred, and filled with unstoppable tears.He can't stop the grief in his heart now, it's like opening a Pandora's box, but it can't be closed no matter what.

I don't know how long he cried, but gradually he fell weakly on Mo Che's shoulder and sobbed, and the tears were not as violent as before, just falling down bit by bit.

Maybe he was tired from crying, so he sat back weakly, gently let go of the hands that were holding onto Mo Che, and rubbed his eyes.

Mo Che relaxed this time, gently embraced him, and patted his back lightly like comforting a child.

"...I'm fine." He whispered hoarsely.He covered his eyes, which were red and swollen from crying, with his hands.Mo Che still embraced him lightly, and his heart suddenly became much lighter.He exhaled slightly.

"I know."

"I won't practice sword today..."

"Ah."

"..."

"...Do you still want to sit on the ground like this?"

"……No."

"Go back to the house?"

"..." Mu Zixi bit her lip and said, "...wait a minute, my legs are weak."

Mo Che's chest trembled a few times, and he bent down to wrap his pocket around Mu Zixi's body, and hugged him horizontally.Looking down at the person in his arms, he covered his eyes with his hands, not wanting others to see his embarrassment.

Mo Che narrowed his eyes, but didn't speak.He easily carried him into the house and put him on the couch, and waved away several maids in the house.Only when Mu Zixi's butt touched the bed, he kicked off his shoes and crawled into the bed.Mo Che grabbed his collar from behind him.

"Hey, it's still broad daylight!" As he spoke, he was about to lift his quilt.

Mu Zixi pressed the quilt desperately with both hands and said, "Who stipulated that you are not allowed to go to bed in broad daylight?!"

"I am the master of this, I have the final say." He continued to pull.

"I'm still a goddess from another world!" He continued.

Mo Che stood by the bed, with the corners of his mouth hooked up, and his hands went under the quilt.Mu Zixi's head was covered with a quilt, but he felt a pair of hands touching his waist and scratching vigorously.

"No! Hahaha..." He was scratched by Mo Che and rolled around on the bed wrapped in a quilt, kicking his feet wildly.The quilt was pulled aside by Mo Che, and Mu Zixi suddenly opened his eyes wide, and there was only a crack in his eyes.