In the days of being a master for the male protagonist

Huo Wenwen turned his head and saw in a daze that Mo Jiuyuan was standing alone under the tree. Under the moonlight, his figure looked a little lonely.

He had completely forgotten who made Mo Jiuyuan do this.

Still wondering what happened to him?

Seeing that he was not moving, Huo Wenwen simply refused to leave, turned back, staggered up to Mo Jiuyuan, and said with a bit of alcohol, "Go...why don't you go?"

After speaking, he took Mo Jiuyuan's hand and dragged him into the room, but as soon as he entered the room with his front foot, he let go of Mo Jiuyuan's hand with his back foot.

Then with a "snap", he raised his hand and patted his forehead violently.

With an expression of awakening, he said, "Oh...how did I forget."

Mo Jiuyuan's heart paused when he heard the words, did he mean that he forgot to ignore him?

Sure enough, he still hated himself.

As soon as I thought about it, I heard Huo Wenwen's annoyed voice, "Why did I forget, I'm still looking for Qinghuai, have you seen Qinghuai? Why did he disappear all of a sudden, did he... Did he die again?"

As he spoke, his voice choked up again, Huo Wenwen felt aggrieved and uncomfortable, why did he always die without saying a word, could he come back every time.

What if I can't come back anytime.

Mo Jiuyuan was a little helpless by Huo Wenwen's brain circuit at the moment. He sighed softly in his heart, and then said, "He is not dead, he has returned to the Yaozu. You can go to see him anytime you want."

Huo Wenwen's choked voice stopped, he rubbed his eyes, looked at Mo Jiuyuan and said in a daze, "Aren't you dead? But I don't know where the Yaozu is."

Mo Jiuyuan stared at him and said softly, "I... can take you there."

"Really?"

"Ah."

Huo Wenwen wiped his cheeks with his hand, then dragged Mo Jiuyuan and ran out, saying as he ran, "Let's go... let's go now."

Already drunk, he ran too fast, and when he came out of Taixu Peak's courtyard, he fell directly on the ground, with his face covered in mud.

Mo Jiuyuan shook his head, helped him up, raised his hand to wipe off the dirt on his face, and said, "If you want to go, I'll take you there, don't be so anxious."

Although he knew that it was useless to talk to an alcoholic now, he still told him patiently, don't be in a hurry.

As expected, Huo Wenwen didn't listen, raised his hand to grab the big hand that was wiping his face, and walked down the mountain.

It's just that the pace is staggering, and it took a long time to walk out for a short distance.

It was cool at night, and the wind on the mountain road rushed towards him, making him shiver instantly.

Fuck, why is it so cold.

Mo Jiuyuan looked at his wobbly appearance, and finally had no choice but to hug him and said, "I'll just take you there."

Huo Wenwen subconsciously put his arms around the back of his neck, and looked sideways at Mo Jiuyuan's calm face.

He said, "Well...it's hard work, let's go over there."

As he said that, he stretched out his finger and pointed to a position opposite to that of Yaozu.

Mo Jiuyuan asked, "Do you know where the Yaozu is?"

Huo Wenwen thought for a while with drunken eyes, and then replied, "You...Didn't you say you knew? How would I know." He had never been there.

Mo Jiuyuan successfully understood what is meant by ineffective communication.

He glanced at the direction he was pointing at again, and the corners of his mouth trembled unavoidably, and said, "The demon clan is not over there."

Um?not here?

Huo Wenwen glanced at the direction in a daze, and then changed the direction casually, still not on the way with the Yaozu.

Mo Jiuyuan asked, "Where are you going?"

Huo Wenwen thought for a while, then nodded, Mo Jiuyuan had no choice but to fly over there with him in his arms.

After arriving at the place, he realized that this place... turned out to be the dark forest of the abyss.

Mo Jiuyuan looked at Huo Wenwen, who had fallen asleep in his arms, with soft eyes, and was even more moved in his heart. He actually...wanted to come to the place where they met in the first place.

Then does he not hate himself anymore?

Late at night in the abyss and dark forest, the wind in the forest was blowing, making people's clothes flutter. Mo Jiuyuan found a cave where they had stayed before, and walked in with Huo Wenwen in his arms.

He was placed on a pile of hay, and a fire was lit beside it.

Huo Wenwen woke up in the middle of the night, before dawn.

He rubbed his aching head, sat up, and then saw the surrounding environment clearly.

It was still very dark outside, and in the dark forest of the abyss, no matter it was day or night, it was always pitch black.

The trees in the forest are tall and block out the sun, and the inside is damp and dark. Except for people who come to the outside to practice, generally no one will come in or go deep.

Huo Wenwen still remembered this cave, so he immediately knew where he was now.

He lowered his head, glanced at the purple robe covering his body, his eyes trembled, this was... Mo Jiuyuan's clothes!

How could it be on him?

He remembered that he seemed to be drinking with Qing Huai last night, why did he come here?

This abyss and dark forest is not close to Qinghong Jianzong. Even if he flies with the sword, it will take him an hour, let alone when he is still drunk.

And depending on the situation, Mo Jiuyuan is here, how could he be with him?

Huo Wenwen thought about it, but he couldn't remember what happened last night at all, and he was even more annoyed. He didn't do anything embarrassing, right?

Just as he was worrying and thinking, a tall figure walked in from outside the cave.

When the four eyes met, both of them paused for a moment, and then looked away together.

The atmosphere was a little quiet, and Mo Jiuyuan said first, "You're awake, I found you some water and wild fruits."

As he spoke, he handed over the water bag in his hand and a few wrapped wild fruits.

Huo Wenwen reached out to catch it unnaturally, he opened the water bag and took a sip of water, moistening his dry throat.

He said, "I...how am I here?"

Mo Jiuyuan sat down beside him, and replied, "You're drunk, so I insisted on bringing you here."

Huo Wenwen was dumbfounded, and then said unnaturally, "I'm causing you trouble."

Mo Jiuyuan's heart was agitated by his estrangement and alienation. He stood up and looked down at Huo Wenwen with his usual cold expression.

"You have to be like this? What's wrong with you?"

Why was he suddenly so inexplicably angry? He didn't even know what was wrong with him, so he was suddenly hated. This is really annoying.

"what?"

Huo Wenwen was startled for a moment, and then realized what Mo Jiuyuan was referring to.

He looked up at the other party with his head up. In fact, he was just angry. After all, he had been with Mo Jiuyuan for so long, and he had unconsciously regarded him as a friend in his heart.

But he kept things about Su Qinghuai from himself.

He couldn't help but care about it. What he couldn't deny was that he trusted Mo Jiuyuan from the bottom of his heart, but he helped Su Qinghuai make such a concealment when he knew the truth.

If he had said it earlier, Su Qinghuai might not have to die again.

He remembered that Su Qinghuai said yesterday that although he was resurrected, the pain when he died was real, and it was really painful... very painful...