Article 294

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The ink burned: "It has nothing to do with the portrait."

Rong Jiu lowered his head, paused for a while, and suddenly said: "Mr. Mo, do you know that Mr. Chang was planning with me before, saying that he wanted to kill you and take your cultivation?"

"I know."

"You...you know?"

Mo Ran nodded: "I know."

Rong Jiu lost his mind for a while, and said bitterly: "It must be that surname Chang who leaked the news!"

He raised his head solemnly again, with resentment flashing in his eyes: "If I knew it would end up like this, I might as well listen to him and kill you. There are still some good days to live, so I won't die so badly."

Mo Ran looked at him: "What do others tell you to do, what do you do?"

"What can I do?" Rong Jiu said, "I just want to live a good life. For example, if I sell my body, is it wrong? It's just like others selling fish and meat, just to make a living. I know you young masters look down on me It doesn't matter if you look down on me. What's the use of self-esteem and face? It's not as good as a good wine or a piece of roast meat. So if I killed you at the beginning, I could survive, why didn't I do it to you?"

Mo Ran's lips moved slightly, and he wanted to refute, but suddenly remembered what he did in his previous life, and he couldn't say anything to deny it.

Rong Jiu said angrily: "People kill birds and eat meat to live, why can't they kill to live?"

Mo Ran sighed and murmured, "Is it interesting to live like this?"

It's like asking Rong Jiu.

It's also like asking the person on the high seat in the previous life across the world of mortals.

"I don't know. I don't know what is interesting." Rong Jiu said indifferently, "I was sold to a restaurant to pick up customers since I was sixteen. The first customer was an old Taoist priest in his fifties. Ask me what is interesting." I don’t know. When I was alive, I wanted to be rich. If I have money, I can redeem myself, so I don’t have to wait for others with a smile. But I will never be free until I die, and it’s all caused by you bastards.”

Mo Ran didn't speak, and after a long time, he asked him: "Give you another chance, you choose to be with the surname Chang, and kill me?"

"good."

The ink burned: "Okay, give me another chance, and I will still turn around and spend all your money, so that you have no good fruit to eat."

"you--!"

Rong Jiu was furious, the blush dyed by the rouge on his face seemed to be even brighter, his figure swayed for a while, and then slowly stabilized.

After a while, knowing that he had lost his composure, he raised his hand to brush the hair on his forehead, and then endured it again, putting on his usual soft smile, but the anger was still shining in his eyes.

"You can say whatever you want. I, Rong Jiu, have my way of living."

"I hope you can live freely in the ghost world."

Rong Jiu narrowed his eyes: "It must be very easy and carefree. Just lie down on the bed, and you can get rid of reincarnation forever and no longer suffer. I can see it more clearly than those fools in the room. I am very willing. "

Mo Ran smiled and said: "But Rong Jiu, these people belong to the four ghost kings. Whether you are dead or alive, whether you are going or staying, you still have to rely on the above sentence."

Rong Jiu was startled, and became vigilant at random, staring at him with a pair of beautiful eyes.

"What do you mean."

If it weren't for this situation, Mo Ran really didn't want to fight with him anymore, but although Rong Jiu's temper was weak, he couldn't get into it when he hated it, so he had to sink his breath and said to him: "Do you think that in the portrait People are nothing more than that, but I think he is very good. Everyone has different eyes, and no one can say whether the ghost king will take a fancy to him."

"With such a cold appearance, who can look up to him?"

"That's not necessarily the case." Mo Ran said, "If the ghost king likes soft people, why didn't he pick you then?"

"..." Rong Jiu remained silent, but his expression was a little ugly.

Mo Ran strikes while the iron is hot: "He is a man with a strong temper. If he is selected, I am afraid that he will turn this ghost world upside down. When the time comes, the four ghost kings will not be able to escape the blame and kill a few ghost soldiers. That’s not a matter of running away. If you want to be Siluo, you have to set it up securely. If the tree falls down within a few days of being entangled with you, it’s a trivial matter to have no support. It's the end of the soul flying away."

Rong Jiu's originally pale face seemed to be getting paler.

But he still said coquettishly but viciously: "I don't believe in this evil."

Ink burning: "..."

"Mr. Mo, I gambled. I can't bear to see you living better than me."

There was a little silence, and Mo Ran suddenly became ruthless. He stared at Rong Jiu's face: "I won't bet with you. Rong Jiu, I must save this person. If you insist on playing like this, I will fight with you."

Rong Jiu raised his head, his eyes were burning, and suddenly he put his hand on Mo Ran's chest like a snake: "Who is he to you? How long has he been with you? Have you been with me for a long time? He is on the bed, can you have me? It's just a trick More, or is it better to shout?" He paused, his eyelashes drooping leisurely, "Mr. Mo, you are not the kind of infatuated master who would risk his life for others, you have no feelings in your heart, you can't hide it from me."

Before the words fell, Mo Ran pinched his cheeks hard.

The ink burned him away, his dark eyebrows were erected, and fireworks were dancing in his eyes: "I didn't have a heart before, but now I have it."

Rong Jiu suddenly raised her eyes, met his face, and suddenly found that this person was hot, even a little strange.

The person seems to be the same Mo Weiyu who laughed and cursed, but the soul seems to be different.

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