The crematorium of the beautiful empresses chasing their husbands

A year passed in the blink of an eye.

Mo Lin and the Saint also traveled to many places together and ate all the delicacies in the East Region. Since the last time he started to treat the stigma on her face, the girl was not so cold to him.

They also encountered some dangers on the way, but they were basically easily dealt with by Mo Lin. Sometimes the girl just pursed her lips and didn't say anything when she saw Mo Lin cleaning up the trouble.

She felt that Mo Lin was a little too good to her, and she was a little embarrassed, but this was actually just a habit that Mo Lin had developed from taking care of his sister before, and there was nothing special about it.

The Saint didn't want to owe anyone a favor, so she would treat Mo Lin well in her own way. No matter where she went, she would buy two portions of food and prepare one portion for Mo Lin.

Sometimes she would share some books she had read with Mo Lin, although Mo Lin didn't really want to read them.

She didn't read the traditional female-oriented novels, adventure, love, everything, and she read a lot of books.

However, if it was a girl who shared it, even if Mo Lin was not very interested, Mo Lin would not spoil her fun, and would tell her his thoughts after reading it.

The main reason why Mo Lin was not interested was that he felt that these books were too boring. It felt like an online article from 20 years ago. Compared with the novels on Blue Star that started out very explosively, they were really boring.

Sometimes Mo Lin would tell the girl some stories he knew from his previous life, such as "Nine Dragons Pulling Coffins", "Resurrection, My Love", "Thirty Years in the East, Thirty Years in the West, Don't Despise the Poor Youngsters!" and so on, which made the girl stunned.

Mo Lin also told these stories to the four girls.

Sometimes she didn't even read the books, but pestered Mo Lin to tell her stories.

The girl and the boy lay on the lawn, looking at the starry sky. The stars twinkled in the Milky Way, and Mo Lin didn't know which star was his former hometown.

"If you write down these stories, you will definitely make a lot of money." The girl commented after listening to Mo Lin's story, her blue eyes twinkling.

"Really? Just write it down, but it's fine as long as you like it." Mo Lin shrugged and smiled.

"Is that so..." The girl turned her head away in a panic.

'Did he say this specifically for me...' The girl couldn't help but wonder, but seeing Mo Lin looking at the starry sky with a somewhat depressed look in his eyes, the girl didn't bother him.

The Saint could see that Mo Lin's sadness had lessened a little. Time was indeed a good medicine to heal scars, and of course she also contributed to this.

This day was the last day to help the girl remove the stigmata.

The two found a small hotel and also booked a double bed room.

As usual, Mo Lin applied the blood-colored clay on the marks on the girl's face.

"After today, those marks should be completely gone. You just need to sleep as usual." Mo Lin spread the clay evenly and comforted her softly.

"Well...thank you."

"You have thanked me many times, no need to thank me again." Mo Lin touched the girl's head. The girl was no longer resistant to this level of intimacy.

Although she was one year older than him, in terms of psychological age, she was just a little sister to Mo Lin.

Mo Lin watched the girl fall asleep, and he also sat cross-legged, adjusted his internal breath, and felt the growing energy in his body.

Now he has reached the peak of the king realm. One more step forward, he can enter the emperor realm.

However, Mo Lin wanted to consolidate his foundation. Breaking through too quickly may make his foundation unstable, which is not conducive to future development.

Fortunately, Mo Lin realized a corner of the law of light during the treatment of the saint.

The law of light is the rhyme of light.

With the holy mark leading Mo Lin to the door, in time, Mo Lin will also fully master the rhyme of light.

Mo Lin estimated that at the current speed, it would take about two or three years.

Mo Lin stopped thinking about it, settled down to practice, and waited for the arrival of the next day.

The next morning, Mo Lin got out of his resting state early, wiped off the dirt on the saint's face, and observed it carefully. Seeing that there was no flaw, he nodded with satisfaction.

"It's cured. You don't have to bleed yourself anymore."

In fact, bleeding every few days is basically irrelevant and has no effect on the body. Mo Lin just lamented his "tragic" fate of being bled wherever he went.

The girl opened her eyes dazedly when she heard Mo Lin's words.

"Awake? Saint, go and have a look. It has been restored to factory settings." Mo Lin said with a smile.

Not knowing what the factory settings Mo Lin was talking about, the girl hurriedly got up, came to the mirror, and stared at herself in the mirror.

Since that treatment, the girl has never dared to look in the mirror again, and Mo Lin also told her not toToo much attention, after the recovery, I will let her see enough.

The girl in the mirror has delicate skin, which is so soft that it can be blown away. There are tears in her beautiful blue eyes, and her delicate features no longer have the hideousness brought by the scars in the past.

This is a face that is so beautiful that it makes people cry.

The saint did shed tears. After accepting the dissipation of the inheritance consciousness, it doesn’t matter what happens to this body, but why do I cry?

She can’t figure it out, and she can’t figure out why she agreed to let Mo Lin remove her holy marks.

This should be meaningless.

"Thank... Thank you." The girl said slowly with tears.

"You're welcome, it's just a small favor..." Mo Lin waved his hand. The girl has thanked him many times.

The girl interrupted what he said and hugged him.

"Liuli."

"Hmm? What does that mean?"

"My name, translated into the language of the Eastern Region, is Liuli."

"Is that so? Let's get to know each other again. My name is Molin." The boy touched the girl's head and gently stroked her long hair that was as smooth as golden silk.

"Thank you, Molin." Liuli rubbed against Molin's arms. She didn't want to leave the boy's arms. There was the warmth she loved.

I don't know when she started to rely on Molin.

She felt that she was no longer herself. She used to be alone and did whatever she wanted. Now sometimes, she would observe whether what she did would make Molin happy.

Molin has grown taller. He was only a little taller than me before, but now he can let me bury himself in his arms.

"...Liuli? Miss Liuli?" Molin called softly and woke her up.

"Ah?" Liuli woke up suddenly, got out of Molin's arms, and turned her head away with a slightly red face.

"Sorry, I was a little excited just now. Don't take it to heart. Thank you." The girl looked a little embarrassed and whispered thanks.

"It's okay. You must be hungry. To celebrate the successful removal of your holy scar, Liuli, let's go have a big meal! Oh~!" Perhaps seeing that the girl was in a complicated mood, Mo Lin finally raised his fist and cheered.

Liuli hesitated for a moment and followed Mo Lin's example by raising his fist.

"Oh...!" This was the girl's cheer.