Exploding cute kitten princess: Xianzun, don't mess with me

Chapter 775

He has the patience to carry out plans as short as a quarter of an hour, and plans as long as hundreds of years, and get the results he wants.

Even if it is the human heart, it is not impossible for him to capture it.

But there is one heart, which is an exception, and is out of his control.
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The next morning, Mo Xiaoxian woke up from the coma, his bewildered eyes rolled around, his consciousness returned to his brain, remembering what happened yesterday, he immediately sat up from the bed in shock.

Looking around with sharp eyes, she was the only one in the room, Ling Xuanji was not there.

She was knocked out by Ling Xuanji's technique last night, and she didn't understand what his purpose was.

After washing up, Mo Xiaoxian walked out of the room, as usual, unaware that anyone was following her.

Of course, there may be, but she can't feel it based on her cultivation.

A few days ago, I made a bet with Zhu Jiuxiao, and if I won the bet, I asked him to forge a dagger for myself, and it was about time.

Mo Xiaoxian wanted to get it back and use it as a weapon for self-defense.

But after walking to Zhu Jiuxiao's residence, he was told that he had left the Wuhui Palace early in the morning, as if Ling Xuanji had sent him to do something, and it would take a month to come back conservatively.

Mo Xiaoxian was stunned, it's over, now he's really alone, he doesn't even have anyone to talk to.

Miserably, I went back to the room and stayed for a long time, then went to the gazebo by the pond, squinted my eyes and basked in the sun for a while, after waking up, went back to the room, and continued to sleep in another place.

After a few days like this, Mo Xiaoxian felt that he had reached a new level of idleness. He used to be idle, but now after a day of idleness, he can't even speak a word.

The only good thing is that Ling Xuanji seems to be busy, so I haven't seen him these days.

Mo Xiaoxian maintains the gazebo in his room, living a two-point and one-line life, sleeping and in a daze, as if he is in his twilight years at ease.

She once felt that she was going to die of old age.

This day, after waking up from a nap in the gazebo, Mo Xiaoxian looked up at the sky. The setting sun was slanting. He estimated that it was almost evening, so he forced himself to wake up and stop sleeping, otherwise he would sleep with his eyes staring at him all night. no.

The rattan chair under her body was moved out of the room by her and placed in the gazebo, which became the second sleeping place.

Lazily squinting his eyes and waking up, he suddenly noticed the sound of breathing beside him.

Her figure trembled, Mo Xiaoxian turned her head to look over, Ling Xuanji was also sitting in the gazebo, she didn't know when she came over, she was too deep in sleep, she didn't even notice.

Mo Xiaoxian wanted to get up from the rattan chair, but Ling Xuanji stopped him: "No, just lie down."

Mo Xiaoxian pondered for a moment, then lay back down calmly, but her brows were slightly frowned, showing her tense nerves.

This was the first time she had seen Ling Xuanji since that night. The injury on her arm had already healed, except for her complexion, everything else was the same as usual.

I don't know where he went or what he did these days, he seemed to be feeling unwell, but Mo Xiaoxian didn't ask.

Neither of them spoke, and there was silence in the gazebo.

Ling Xuanji didn't talk much, Mo Xiaoxian had nothing to say, only the sound of the evening wind blowing through the lotus leaves, bringing a faint lotus fragrance.

After a while.

Seeing his usual indifferent gaze, Mo Xiaoxian felt his heart pounding, and said bravely, "I, I'm going back first."

"Stay with me later." Ling Xuanji dismissed her words, and said again: "I haven't seen you for seven days."

Mo Xiaoxian wanted to say that seven days is not long enough, but she dared not.

(End of this chapter)