Flower Demon Nirvana: Immortal Venerable Difficult to Control

Chapter 302 Want her to be buried with her
Ye Xi followed closely behind Mo Zishu, she raised her eyes and frowned at Mo Zishu who was walking unhurriedly ahead.

Mo Zishu didn't hear Ye Xi's footsteps, he was slightly taken aback, and then turned around, only to see Ye Xi standing there without saying a word, with a pair of bloody eyes meeting his own.

Mo Zishu looked at Ye Xi for a moment, only to hear Ye Xi ask, "Where are you taking me?"

"Zhou Shuo's body hasn't been buried yet. His only relative is the Mozun. The Mozun can't be allowed to come over. But you are his beloved. You decide this time." Mo Zishu said softly.As soon as the voice fell, he continued to walk forward.

Ye Xi followed Mo Zishu to the Zizhu courtyard slowly, and the two walked to the front of the hut. Mo Zishu unsealed the seal outside the door, glanced at Ye Xi, "Do you want to go and see?"

Ye Xi nodded when she heard the words, walked forward slowly, and stood outside the door, she seemed to be hesitating, she was afraid that she could not restrain her emotions and burst into tears.

After a long time, Ye Xi seemed to be fully prepared before stepping into the door.

When she walked into the house, she saw a huge piece of ice in the middle of the room, and Zhou Shuo was lying on the ice in neat clothes. It was obvious that someone had cleaned it up for him earlier in the morning.

Ye Xi covered her mouth and tried not to let herself make a sound, she sobbed softly, her mind was full of his smile, and what he said made her unforgettable.

Sitting on the ice, Ye Xi's fingers gently touched his cheeks, and then slowly lay on his heart, tears fell on his clothes, quietly, without heartbeat or breathing, no matter Ye Xi No matter how sad Xi was crying, he was still lying there motionless, unable to even raise his hand to comfort Ye Xi.

Half an hour has passed, and Mo Zishu has been standing outside the door without leaving. This matter is more or less related to him. If he hadn't handed over the fake ice poison to Ye Xi, Ye Xi would not have used it in the cloud. mother's body.

The door was opened, and Ye Xi walked out with red and swollen eyes.She raised her eyes to look at Mo Zishu and said, "Today is the sixth day. According to folk customs, we can be buried on the seventh day..." Ye Xi said with a sob.

Mo Zishu nodded when he heard the words, and Ye Xi was naturally in charge of this matter.

Ye Xi looked at Mo Zishu and said, "I want to bury him in the cemetery of Fuyun Pavilion."

Mo Zishu agreed, and said in a low voice: "If it wasn't for Zhou Shuo, we would not have been able to catch Du Qianjun. I believe no one has any objections."

Ye Xi nodded, "I want to stay here tonight...to spend the last night with him." She couldn't hold back her tears as she spoke, and a drop of tear hit the ground.

"I'll make arrangements." Mo Zishu said, turned and walked out, saw Zhou Shuo lying in the room, and Ye Xi who was so sad, his heart was not in a good mood, and he turned his back to his face A little more frustration.

Seeing that Mo Zishu had gone far away, Ye Xi turned her head and walked towards the house. She closed the door, sat tightly on the chair, and watched Zhou Shuo without saying a word.

In the dead of night, Ye Xi stayed with Zhou Shuo all night in the Purple Bamboo Courtyard. Looking at Zhou Shuo's body, she murmured softly, "Is the road to Huangquan lonely? Do you want me to accompany you?"

When Ye Xi asked, her ten fingers sank into the armrest of the chair, and her ten fingers were stained red.

She looked at her bloody fingers, and inadvertently licked her lips. It was this very subtle movement that made Ye Xi loathe her so much.

She walked in front of Zhou Shuo, took the Pan Chan Sword from her neck, and gently stroked his cheek. She hated this kind of greed for blood, and in that case, she might as well walk that part of the road to hell with him.

Ye Xi held the sword in her backhand and cut a long gash in her wrist. She sat on the edge of the ice and leaned on it.

Blood kept coming out of the wound, and there was blood all over the place where Ye Xi was sitting. Her lips were a little pale, and she seemed to see someone coming in in a daze.

Mo Zishu helped Ye Xi up, and saw that she closed her eyes slightly and raised her head slightly, as if she was restraining something.He carried Ye Xi into the dormitory and put her on the bed, bandaged her wound, and then injected his aura into Ye Xi's body, which made her regain consciousness.

When Mo Zishu saw that she was awake, he pulled her up, "Are you dying for love?" He whispered angrily.

Seeing Mo Zishu's nervous expression, Ye Xi put one hand on his shoulder and tried to push him away, but he didn't move at all.

"none of your business?"

Ye Xi said and looked at Mo Zishu with a wry smile, "You still dare not admit yourself, why do you care about my life?"

As soon as this remark came out, Mo Zishu's hands holding Ye Xi's arm became even stronger, and he lowered his head slightly, "Do you want me to admit it?" He lowered his head and whispered softly.

Ye Xi smiled, "I won't embarrass you, now that I have reached the point where I am today, you will kill me sooner or later, why not accompany him to the end... eh!"

Ye Xi stared at the Mozishu in front of her eyes like copper bells, his lips covered her lips, and the hand that was holding her arm moved to the back of her head, giving her enough strength to accept her madness.

Ye Xi's complexion changed, and the coolness on her lips made her tremble, and she saw Mo Zishu leave slowly, panting and asked: "Is this counted? Huh? Is this counted! Ye Xi, tell us to stop Force you, do you know? You have been forcing me! Why do you insist on saying that you love you! Yes, I can't bear you! I can't do it, but so what? Zhou Shuo is willing to die for you , but you are willing to go with him, you clearly know, you can clearly see my heart for you! Why do you insist on an answer, insist on ending it yourself! Why?"

Ye Xi looked at the Mozi book that was pressing him at this moment, and said in a low voice: "You have always had an excuse that I have to believe. What do you want me to see? Can you see that the ice poison is fake? Do you know that? When you gave me ice poison, my heart was frozen with ice, you..."

Before Ye Xi finished speaking, Mo Zishu kissed him again. He closed his eyes tightly, deliberately avoiding Ye Xi's gaze. Ye Xi hit him with one hand, trying to escape, but unexpectedly, a trace of love came from his lips. Feeling the pain, she immediately let go of her clenched teeth, and Mo Zishu's mouth immediately drove straight in, chasing with the tip of her tongue.

Ye Xi froze for a moment, the playful "Zi Zi" sound rang out in the air, which made Ye Xi extremely ashamed, a trace of blood overflowed from his bitten lip, Ye Xi's body softened limply, and his whole body was gone Strength can only be supported by Mozi Shu.

There was only the rapid panting of the two of them in the room, and she was out of breath and wanted to escape. At this moment, she could only breathe with the breath that Mo Zishu had passed.

After a long time, Mo Zishu finally let go of her body, Ye Xi fell on the bed, he covered himself up, his lips slowly left her, and he stroked her blushing cheek with one hand.Ye Xi lay there panting, she had no ability to resist the man on her body at all, the fierce kiss made her gasp again and again, Mo Zishu was also panting lightly, looking at Ye Xi at this moment, her black hair was casually scattered under her body , there seemed to be a layer of mist on the crimson little face, the exquisite facial features, and the bright color on the fragrant lips made him want to stop.

"What? Don't you think it's not enough?" Mo Zishu looked at Ye Xi and said coldly.

Ye Xi remained silent, turned his face away slightly, and directly rejected him.

Mozi's expression changed, "You drank so much of my blood, it's time to pay it back!" As soon as the words fell, Ye Xi only felt a slight pain in her neck, and she could feel the pain of the blood being sucked out by him. This feeling turned out to be so painful.

Ye Xi's body was stiff, Mo Zishu clasped her wrists tightly with his hands, and gently licked the wound on her neck with his tongue, and said in a low voice: "Ye Xi, I once said that I can take you to become a fairy, but I can't fall into you." Demon, now that I have broken my promise, I was turned into a demon by you."

Ye Xi remained silent, his eyes were locked tightly, Mo Zishu got up slowly, straightened the messy clothes on his body, and said in a low voice: "Someone will come to Zizhuyuan later, don't you want to see him off for the last time?" Is it just going like this? If you want to die, I will not stop you, as long as Zhou Shuo on Huangquan Road will talk to you."

Ye Xi was taken aback when he heard the words, only heard the sound of opening and closing the door, Ye Xi lay there and regained some sanity, looked at the bruises on his wrists, even his bones were about to be crushed by him, one can imagine what he just did How angry.

She slowly stood up, tore off the clothes on her body, and there was even a bruise on her arm. Recalling what he said just now, she lowered her head slightly. Is that a gesture?

Ye Xi stood up slowly, and saw a set of clean and tidy white clothes on the table. Ye Xi was puzzled, and walked up, only to see a set of mourning clothes.She put her hand on it, recalling what Mo Zishu said just now, if she died, would he leave her and ignore her on Huangquan Road?

She changed into that white dress, opened the door and walked to Zhou Shuo's house, she knelt on the ground, the cold wind gusts, the cold air made her fingers stiff, and then Ye Xi kowtowed three times to him.

Around the fifth watch, there was a faint fire in the purple bamboo forest, and a few Fuyun Pavilion disciples were slowly seen, some carrying coffins, some carrying white lamps, walking towards here.

Seeing that they were dressed in the same mourning clothes as herself, she slowly got up, and everyone stood in front of her. Ye Xi bowed slightly to them, and when they saw Ye Xi bowed, they also bowed.

Ye Xi represented the family members and changed Zhou Shuo's shroud, and then they silently sent Zhou Shuo into the coffin. Along the way, the ghost paper slowly fell in mid-air. Ye Xi stood in the middle of the procession and led the funeral procession out of Zizhu Forest.

Outside the purple bamboo forest, on both sides of the path, all the disciples held white lanterns one after another in their hands, each of them closed their eyes and bowed their heads, mourning for Zhou Shuo silently.

Ye Xi remained silent, tears ran across her cheeks in the cold wind, like a blade was scraping.

Ye Xi, dressed in white and wearing a white flower on her head, walked towards the Fuyun Pavilion cemetery along the path surrounded by the crowd.

A bouquet of chrysanthemums fell on the ground, the woman in the corner lowered her head, her tears couldn't stop hitting the ground, Qin Qinghe clenched her fists tightly, she swears!To be buried with her!

(End of this chapter)