Chapter 1109 Like you so much

Mo Wuzhu's expression was very light, as if she was talking about something ordinary.

Although he is a demon, he is a man of gender.

It is normal to love a woman, let alone a woman who is so dazzling that she cannot ignore at first sight?

Life is not long?

When Xuan Junlin heard these four words, his expression changed slightly.

He looked at Mo Wuzhu.

No wonder the Lord Emperor clan selected a new gold medal guardian. It turned out that Mo Wuzhu's life was about to end.

"Why, I hope I will die now?"

After Mo Wuzhu noticed Xuan Junlin's gaze, he slanted with fox eyes and said lazily, "Then you are going to be disappointed. Even if I live for a short time, I will have at least ten years."

"If there is something wrong with Xiao Liang'er for ten years, can you enjoy ten years of living with your beloved?"

Xuan Junlin raised his eyebrows slightly, and there was a hint of ruthlessness in the evil spirit.

"Why are you so upsetting to say this?"

Mo Wuzhu really felt that Xuan Junlin, who was controlled by the curse, was even cheaper than himself and deserved a beating!

I wonder if he would tear his mouth apart after he woke up.

"So what do you want?"

Xuan Junlin questioned coldly.

In Mo Wuzhu's eyes, there was a dangerous emotion, with a deep threat, "Xuan Junlin, do you know what the gold medal of your Lord Emperor clan has to do with the Guardian?"

Xuan Junlin narrowed his eyes slightly, just looking at Mo Wuzhu and not talking.

Mo Wuzhu snorted, "Symbiosis."

"The next guardian can only inherit the guardian mission of the gold medal if I hand over the gold medal to him. If I want, I can burn together with the gold medal."

Xuan Junlin's hand gradually tightened.

Even with the help of the Holy Ancestor, he must win the gold medal in the Spirit Guard.

If the gold medal of the Lingwei Army is not in his hands, even if he becomes the main emperor in the future, the gold medal will become a hidden danger, just like Chu Fengtian's current worries.

"So, when I am still alive, you will be with the beauty and Zi Mu, and do your responsibility to be your husband and father. Otherwise, I would not mind handing this gold medal to Chu Haoyan, or your father, Chu Fengtian."

After Mo Wuzhu finished speaking, a demonic smile appeared on the corner of her lips.

He looked at Xuan Junlin.

Xuan Junlin also stared at him.

In the golden eyes, there was a faint thunderous anger.

But in the pupils hidden in the green, there was a calm calmness.

"If you don't believe it, you can try it."

Mo Wuzhu raised his bamboo flute, gently turned it around the tip of his fingers, then smiled and disappeared in front of Xuan Junlin.

As Mo Wuzhu disappeared, Xuan Junlin's eyes suddenly changed.

Another muffled pain appeared in his mind.

He covered his head and shook it hard, wanting to be more awake by himself.

A gust of wind blew by in time, as if it was blowing away the heat in his mind.

Opposite the cliff is a cloud of mist.

So strong that I can't see anything clearly.

The weeds under her feet were shaking in the wind, and the pine and cypress crown cast a shadow, which just enveloped Xuan Junlin.

Why are you here?

Xuan Junlin's eyes suddenly returned to the clarity.

He looked at the surrounding scenery and felt a little uncomfortable in his chest.

Suddenly, scenes that happened just now and the words I said appeared in my mind.

Xiao Zimu's back, which was running away with tears in his grievance, and Liang'er's deep worry and loss, was now all in his mind.

Damn, what did you do?

!

Xuan Junlin wished he could slap himself in the face!

He did not stop at all and immediately returned to the same route.

...

“Woo woo woo woo…”

Xiao Zimu buried her head in Xiao Liang'er's arms and cried for a long time.

He has never been so sad.

This was the first birthday with my father, but I was disappointed again.

"Mom, Dad...What's wrong with Dad?

Did you suddenly dislike me?

Woo woo woo woo woo..." Xiao Zimu sobbed and asked Xiao Liang'er in a crying voice.

Xiao Liang'er hugged her son with heartache and patted him gently on the back.

"No, your father likes you the most. He just really has something to do. He wants to go back to the Lord Emperor Temple, didn't he say that?

Every birthday in the future will be with you, so we won’t miss this birthday!"

She tried her best to comfort her son, but she felt uncomfortable.

From Canglan Continent to the Nine Divinity Realm, she thought that her life could be controlled by herself, and everything was like a cheat, and no matter how big the difficulties were, they would be solved.

But at this moment, she was completely powerless to do anything about the curse of the Three Lives Stone.

She searched all the ancient books, but there was no other way to crack them.

The only way is to Xuan Junlin abandon his cultivation.

However, if one loses one's cultivation, let alone the fact that he will turn from a pride of heaven to a waste, the additional risk of being lost is enough to be terrifying.

Self-abortion of cultivation may lead to great damage to the body, and some people may even die directly.

The stronger a person's cultivation level is, the greater the damage he will suffer once his cultivation level is abolished.

"But just now I thought he... I don't think he likes me at all. Mom, Dad never looked at me with that look. I don't think he likes me anymore..." Xiao Zimu reluctantly stopped crying, but his voice still choked.

He is as sensitive as Xiao Liang'er.

Since the first time I met Xuan Junlin, Xiao Zimu has felt that he is so friendly.

At that time, Xuan Junlin looked at him. Although he was unfamiliar, he was not as cold as before.

"That's all an illusion. You must have been too tired of refining weapons recently. If your father knew that you thought of him so much, he would definitely be very sad."

Xiao Liang'er coaxed Xiao Zimu.

"Really?"

Xiao Zimu raised his head, and his eyes were filled with rabbit eyes.

The purple pupils were in the red whites of their eyes, and they were filled with tears.

"Really, when did my mother deceive you?"

Xiao Liang'er promised Xiao Zimu, "Mom promises you that the next time your father appears in front of you, he will definitely be like the same as before. I like you so much!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure appeared at the door.

The mother and son looked at each other.

Xuan Junlin was standing there.

His appearance did not change at all, but his eyes changed completely differently.

He returned to his previous normal again.

"Liang'er, Zimu."

Looking at Xiao Liang'er and Xiao Zimu, Xuan Junlin's heart ached.

Because of a curse, I actually hurt the two most important people.

Next, I don’t know how many times this will happen.

And it will become more and more frequent, and eventually become another person.
Chapter completed!