Fire Concubine: Demon Lord, too presumptuous!

Chapter 351
Mo Jue suddenly pulled her over, hugged her into his arms, and patted her on the back lightly, "If someone misunderstands you without asking why, he is definitely not someone who really understands you, and you don't need to worry about it."

Di Jiu's forehead pressed against his chest, she couldn't see anything, and couldn't shed tears.

Who can understand the feeling of being unable to cry even if you want to cry?

She raised her head slowly, touched her soft eyelids with her fingertips, and asked with a chuckle, "I should never see my eyes again, right?"

Mo Jue looked at her silently, and then smiled, "No, I can still see it."

During the period, Mr. Qi and Mr. Chen came to see her, and they were powerless to her eyes. After all, it wasn't just her eyes that were hurt, but the entire eye socket was burned.

Unless someone can give her all the good eyes, even if they can, they may not be able to do it with that skill.

Regarding this, Di Jiu was not surprised at all, neither disappointed nor sad.

After going through so much, she seems to be bearish.

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"I met an old friend when I went out that day, and he recommended me a method. I'll try it for you tonight, don't you be afraid to know?" Mo Jue said while cleaning her eye sockets.

Di Jiu was indifferent, "No need, my eyes may be like this, so there is no need to waste time."

Mo Jue put the gauze on her again, "It's okay to try again, maybe it will really work."

After helping her to sit down for dinner, Mo Jue sat behind the desk and fiddled with a piece of wood. The character on the wood was obviously Di Jiu. The appearance of Di Jiu he carved with his own hands was very delicate, not too big, and it was put on the cuff It should be just right.

After he finished carving the final place, Mo Jue blew on the sawdust and smiled with satisfaction.

At this time, Di Jiu had also finished his dinner, and Mo Jue got up and came to sit in front of her.

He held Di Jiu's face and looked it over carefully, "Don't move, I'll look into your eyes."

Di Jiu really didn't move.

Mo Jue's fingertips landed on her eyebrows and gently caressed, but his eyes didn't seem to be inspecting, but he seemed to be watching her carefully, as if he wanted to put her appearance forever It seems to be engraved in my heart.

"Go and lie down in a while, I'll treat your eyes."

Di Jiu didn't have much hope, and he didn't move after lying down.

Until Mo Jue came over and sat by the couch, he still looked deeply at the woman's silhouette, his eyes full of warmth.

"Don't be afraid, it will hurt a little."

"Ah."

Di Jiu didn't know what Mo Jue was doing, but only knew that there seemed to be something extra in her eyes, and then the man's icy cold hands gently touched her eyes, and finally wrapped them in gauze.

"It will be disassembled after three days, and no alcohol is allowed during the period."

The man's voice was as gentle as ever, and Di Jiu nodded.

After that, she heard footsteps getting lower and lower, and the man seemed to have left.

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Soon it was three days, just after waking up, Di Jiu felt his eyes hurt a little, and there seemed to be a dim light in front of his eyes.

She gently removed the gauze in front of her eyes. When the light that was not too harsh came, she felt a little pain, and slowly opened her eyes tentatively.

The familiar room came into view, together with the man sitting on the chair.

"Mo Jue?" she called out.

The man sitting there seemed to be in a trance suddenly raised his head, and then walked slowly, "Can you see it?"

Di Jiu blinked, then nodded, "Yes, you... how did you do it?"

Mo Jue pursed his lips and smiled, "I won't tell you the secret recipe."

He looked down at Di Jiu as usual, and said in a low voice, "I'm very happy."

At first Di Jiu thought that Mo Jue was happy that she could see this sentence, so he didn't study it carefully.

(End of this chapter)