The Emperor's Favorite: The Fourth Miss Ghost

Mo Zhuyue shook Zhou Wangtian and Mofeng silently with a dull expression, but neither of them gave her any response. She called a few words tentatively: "Grandpa, master, wake up, I am Yue'er, it's your favorite Yue'er! Grandpa, wake up, master, look at me..."

However, no matter how she calls, no one responds to her.

Everything around was very quiet, as if Mo Zhuyue was the only one left in the whole world.

Suddenly, Mo Zhuyue cried out in grief: "No..."

A dark whirlpool appeared beside her, pulling her into the eternal darkness, and beside her ear, Yun Qingcheng's cry came: "Yue'er, no, don't believe it, what you see is an illusion, here It's the Heaven Against Heaven Mountain Range..."

However, Mo Zhuyue couldn't hear anything. She felt as if something important had been taken away from her heart. On the one hand, she kept telling herself that this was the Heaven-Defying Mountain Range, and everything she saw here was false, but , that something flowing from the vitality is so vivid, it doesn't look fake at all.

She convinced herself in the same way that all this was false.

She was powerless, watching her dearest and loved one die in front of her, but she was powerless...

The pain spread to every cell and every nerve in the whole body, pierced through her thoughts, and drifted out of the clouds, while the black mass around her became more obvious, trapping her whole body in it.Her hair was scattered, and the messy hair was flying wildly and desperately, like a dragonfly stepping on a lotus leaf, and it seemed to become an invisible big net, covering and wrapping her up.

"Master... Grandpa..."

Mo Zhuyue's eyes no longer had the look of the past. Outside the black arrogance was Yun Qingcheng's tense face. No matter how he shouted outside, Mo Zhuyue inside the black arrogance could not hear him.

In Mo Zhuyue's mind, there are endless images of Zhou Wangtian and Mo Feng loving her. They love her more than they love themselves. I remember that when she was a child, when she first came here, my grandfather had a little white fox that he liked very much. The playmate who has been with grandpa for a long time is also the only way for grandpa to relieve his loneliness and miss his daughter. However, Mo Zhuyue doesn't like the weird smell on the little white fox, and always frowns.

Later, the little white fox didn't know where to go.She knew that it was Zhou Wangtian who set it free, because Mo Zhuyue didn't like it.

And the magic wind!His Demon Cult has a cave dedicated to refining poisons. There are many strange medicines and poisons in that cave. The sound of the magic wind is almost spent there. He likes to delve into all kinds of poisons. He never allows that cave anyone in.

But Mo Zhuyue went to the Demon Cult and made his cave full of smoke and smoky air. Whenever he jumped in a hurry, she poisoned all his favorite poisons to death, which made the devil's flesh hurt, and he just Scolding Mo Zhuyue for being naughty did not mean to blame her.

Because, in their hearts, no matter how precious things are, they are not as important as Mo Zhuyue.

Mo Zhuyue closed her eyes and fell into infinite self-blame and hatred. She kept training herself, strengthening herself, and encouraging herself, but in the end, she couldn't even protect her loved ones.