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His empty heart was suddenly filled with smiles.

Yun Jinxiu's gaze trembled slightly. An Jiufang slightly pursed his lips: "Mhm."

The melancholy and worry in his heart vanished like smoke into thin air. In that instant, everything grew bright and warm.

"Your arm's healed?" He grabbed her left hand and lifted his hand to touch the hair at the side of her ear. He lifted the tip of his finger and pushed the hair behind her ear.

"Alright." She raised her eyelashes and looked at him without blinking, "What about you?"

"This Seat isn't too good." He raised his arms and hugged her. "My heart still hurts."

Yun Jinxiu said: "I remember the blade is inserted on the right side."

"The heart meridian is connected after all."

"…"

"Why are your arms so cold?" He took her left hand and kissed it.

"It's so cold after I got hurt."

"What kind of demonic cultivation method is that? If we can't find the right path, then we'll find the next one." He had no doubt about it, and spoke in a spoiled manner.

"Yes." Yun Jinxiu's gaze softened, "Are we returning to the nonreturn mountain?"

"I'm afraid we have to go back." Gong Liche shook his fox tail, "If you urge us to stay, it will be different."

Yun Jinxiu's eyelashes drooped, and she said: "It's good as long as you come here occasionally."

It was probably related to the Holy Lotus that he created his body with. Every time Gong Liche got injured, the nonreturn mountain would always be an excellent place for him to recuperate.

This time he ran out without a care for his objections, but he didn't know what kind of consequences it would be. Even if he stayed with her, she wouldn't be able to do anything, and it would be safer to stay in the nonreturn mountain.

Gong Liche asked: "Occasionally?"

"Yes."

"But I want to be with you even more."

"It won't be too late for you to recover from your injuries."

"So it turns out that I'm not the only one who has such thoughts." He smiled lazily.

"..." "What are your thoughts?"

"Looks like he's staying together."

"…" Did she have any intention to express such thoughts just now?

Gong Liche then took out an ancient mirror and slowly said: "This item can be found at any time. If there is an urgent matter, as long as you call me, I will be able to appear in front of you at any time."

Yun Jinxiu's gaze slightly slowed down as he accepted the call.

"Moko, how much do you know?"

Gong Liche said lazily: "The group of wastes known as the ancestors of the continent?"

"…" He was probably the only one who would dare to say such things to someone with a Moke bloodline that was feared and praised by the world.

"The origin of the Moko is related to a legend." "Rumor has it that in the ancient times, when there was nothing to do, there was a Heavenly God that traveled the Mortal Realm. When he met a woman from the Mortal Realm, he became infatuated with her, and after that, the Heavenly Court recalled the Heavenly God and called her a child. This child who was born of the Divine God's bloodline was named Mo Ke, and his descendants were collectively known as the Moko."

Yun Jinxiu was surprised, "Moko actually has the bloodline of a god."

Gong Liche scoffed, "Even if that Mo Ke possessed the bloodline of a god, after such a long period of time, the bloodline of a god has long since been weakened to the point where it could no longer exist."

Yun Jinxiu's eyes flashed slightly. No wonder the Moko boasted of being noble, it was because his ancestors were actually the descendants of god.

There were as many stars in the Mortal Realm Continent as there were in the entire galaxy. In other words, the fact that the Moko thought that Mo Ke was the ancestor of all the citizens of the Infinite Continent made some sense.

If that was really the case, then even if Gong Liche could not be bothered to put Moko in her eyes, Moko was still a potentially dangerous opponent to her.

Yun Jinxiu's consciousness was still floating, but Gong Liche suddenly spoke out: "Don't move."

Yun Jinxiu was startled. He suddenly raised his head, and his lips coincidentally fell onto hers.

The cool feeling caused her to freeze.

Her lips were bitten, and when she felt that it was inappropriate to do so in broad daylight, he released her.

"I already told you not to move." His eyes flashed as he smiled. "I wanted to kiss your forehead."

Yun Jinxiu, "..."

When it was almost dusk, the atmosphere of the magic pulp Town suddenly became solemn.

The wind carried the sand within it, causing the cloth banners on the streets to rustle. The troops dressed in black nail s continued to advance forward.

They rushed to every teahouse. Inn or house, they tracked down the woman in the portrait.

Yun Jinxiu casually picked up a portrait from the road and took a look. The woman painted on the portrait was dressed differently from her previous clothes and hairstyle, only her facial features were slightly different, but he did not know if it was due to the painter's technique.

Moko made his move.

Yun Jinxiu's eyes flashed, and just as he was about to turn around and leave, he heard a voice from behind him, "Embroidered lass."

Yun Jinxiu's heart trembled, she had changed her appearance, other than Gong Liche, very few people could recognize her.

Suddenly, he turned around and saw that it was the hempen-robed elder.

Yun Jinxiu was slightly startled. Gong Liche had returned to the nonreturn mountain together with the hempen-robed elder, but he had not expected the hempen-robed elder to return.

Yun Jinxiu suddenly put away the portrait and looked left and right before walking into the quiet alley and asking: "Senior, what do you want?"

hempen-robed elder "Hehe" laughed: "Looks like you've encountered some trouble."

Yun Jinxiu took a look at the black nail Army who were running past with large strides, and said indifferently: "If you have something to say, then please be direct."

She did not think that the hempen-robed elder coming back to resolve the problem for her.

Could something have happened to Gong Liche?

Seeming to have seen her doubt, the hemp robe waved her hands and laughed: "Gong Liche is fine. Even though he is injured, he will be healed after a few days."

"Yes." Yun Jinxiu looked at hemp robe and did not say much, waiting for him to continue.

"Cough, there is one thing … I wasn't going to tell you, but thinking about it is a very serious matter. " The hemp robe looked a little hesitant.

"Go ahead." Yun Jinxiu said indifferently.

Hehe, even if you were to add another palm strike, with your full strength, you still wouldn't be able to harm Gong Liche at all. Furthermore, you only used 40% of your strength?

Yun Jinxiu's gaze grew deeper. So it really was related to Gong Liche?

"The real threat to Gong Liche is resentment." When hempen-robed elder said these words, he actually looked a little relieved.

"Curse?" Yun Jinxiu was startled, just looking at the word, it was full of ominous intent.

"I've been flipping through more than ten thousand books, but have not found any records regarding the grudge. However, I'm sure that every time the grudge flared up, Gong Liche would experience an abnormality." hempen-robed elder spread out his hands and a holy lotus that was inserted diagonally into the jade bottle appeared in front of Yun Jinxiu.

Yun Jinxiu couldn't help but think back to the abnormal Gong Liche in the depths of the Stellar River. If the white bones hadn't pierced into his shoulder at that time, he didn't know what kind of consequences would have befallen him.

"Gong Liche's vital soul was made out of a holy lotus, so his good and bad qualities are closely related to this holy lotus. "Every time the resentment flares up, the Holy Lotus will become dispirited …" hempen-robed elder then told him everything.

Yun Jinxiu replied: "Senior, if you have something to say, just say it."

Although she looked calm on the surface, her heart had already sunk to the bottom.

Was what Gong Liche had hidden from her a matter of enmity?

Curse...

She had never heard of such a thing.

"Cough, I'm afraid that the grudge was caused by you." hempen-robed elder looked at Yun Jinxiu and said slowly.

Yun Jinxiu suddenly opened his eyes wide, "Because of me?"

The hempen-robed elder said: "The grudge must have been triggered by some kind of trigger, and from all the indications, you … is the trigger for the grudge. "

Yun Jinxiu suddenly took a step back. Her pupils intensely shrank back and her face became pale white.

"Little girl …"

"I don't believe it!" Suddenly, Yun Jinxiu interrupted the hempen-robed elder's voice. "I don't believe you."