Assassin Wu Liuqi's swordsman Lu Jiu

But if you do this, where will your consciousness go?

Is he really dead?

So, what should you plan to do?

Should the body be returned to the original owner, or...

Lu Jiu hesitated in his heart.

However, he is more inclined to the latter, he is a selfish person.

For a moment, the conscience in the heart and his own life and death began a fierce confrontation.

He was confused.

Lu Jiu didn't speak, but Mo Jiu started talking on his own.

"Lu Jiu, actually I've been watching you since the moment you picked up the jade pendant again. (Lu Jiu, actually I've been watching you since the moment you picked up the jade pendant again.)"

Mo Jiu looked at him calmly.

"You are so proud, but what I don't understand is that you seem to be a very contradictory person. (You are very interesting, but what I don't understand is that you seem to be... a very contradictory person .)"

"Many times you will show your true thoughts, but you often try to cover them up. (Many times you will show your true thoughts, but you often try to cover them up.)"

"You seem to be forcing yourself to be the person you hate the most because you think it will keep you from getting hurt. (You seem to be forcing yourself to be the person you hate the most because you think it will keep you from getting hurt. Take no harm.)”

Lu Jiu remained silent and clenched his fists tightly.

Having obtained part of Mo Jiu's memory, he naturally knew what Mo Jiu was talking about.

He pursed his lips, Mo Jiu's words were like needles, piercing deeply into his most sensitive place.

But...he couldn't refute.

Does he hate the way he is now?

Very annoying!

Because he is not real at all!

'I've always thought of myself as the 'protagonist', so I've been forcing myself to be who I imagined to be...'

'If it becomes like that, I won't be hurt...'

'But do I really want to...'

Lu Jiu thought in his heart.

"I want to build myself a sharp armor, because it will make me invincible."

"But, I don't seem to like this armor..."

Finally, Lu Jiu talked to himself and asked softly.

There was confusion in his eyes.

He...has never really faced up to his true inner thoughts.

Mo Jiu seemed to have heard what was going on in Lu Jiu's mind, and with a warm smile on his face, he slowly walked in front of him.

"People grow up on a road full of thorns all day long, isn't it? (People always grow up on a road full of thorns, don't they?)"

Mo Jiu was half a head shorter than Lu Jiu, so he could only pat him on the shoulder lightly.

"Don't always think about being a certain person, everyone is unique. (Don't always think about being a certain person, everyone is unique.)"

Mo Jiu looked at him with encouragement.

Lu Jiu's throat rolled, he hesitated to speak.

"Duanchenjian brought your consciousness, and I retained my consciousness before I died. And there are two people living in this body. (Duanchenjian brought your consciousness, and it is also my consciousness. Retained my consciousness before dying. Now in this body, there are two people.)”

With a gentle smile on his face, Mo Jiu pointed to himself and then to Lu Jiu.

Lu Jiu stared at him blankly, with mixed feelings in his heart that were hard to describe.

"This body can only accommodate one conscious mind... (This body can only accommodate one conscious mind...)" Speaking of this, Mo Jiu looked at Lu Jiu.

It can only accommodate a clear consciousness, and now that Lu Jiu and Mo Jiu are both sober, the consciousness that is not selected will naturally cease to exist.

"Come on! Lu Jiu!"

A bright smile bloomed on Mo Jiu's face, and he looked at Lu Jiu encouragingly.

Lu Jiu's heart was shocked when he heard this, and he looked at Mo Jiu in a daze.

There is no trace of affectation in this boy's bright smile, this decision comes from his heart!

"...Why? This body is obviously yours!"

Lu Jiu's voice was slightly hoarse, and she asked with difficulty.

This body is obviously Mo Jiu's!

Why can he give it to himself without reservation and choose to die?

I was thinking about it before...

For a moment, guilt filled Lu Jiu's heart.

Mo Jiu smiled indifferently when he heard the words, as if it was nothing to him.

He stared into Lu Jiu's eyes, and said very seriously: "Because, I believe that you can do better than me! (Because, I believe that you can do better than me!)"

There was great trust in Mo Jiu's tone, which made Lu Jiu feel deeply ashamed.

"I just hope you can find my brother and the people who killed my mother. (I just hope you can find my brother and the person who killed my mother.)"

"...Isn't the Duanchen Sword able to store consciousness? Can't we find a way to find a new body?"

Lu Jiu looked at Mo Jiu at this moment, and said anxiously.

Is he afraid of death?

fear death!

But he is even more afraid of becoming a selfish person with no bottom line!

This kind of result is more terrifying than death!

Mo Jiu smiled and shook his head.

"You and I have shared memories, so it should be very clear. Even if it is the doctor of Jizai Island, there should be no way to transfer consciousness. method.)”

"Even if there is, it's too late now... (Even if there is, it's too late...)"

"Because your body was severely injured, your consciousness was also lost. If you continue to wait like this, what will finally dissipate will be Lu Jiu's consciousness! (Because your body is severely injured, your consciousness will also be implicated. If you continue to wait like this, what will finally dissipate , is Lu Jiu’s consciousness!)”

"So... I believe in you, be your true self! (So... I believe in you, be your true self!)"

"Great again... (Goodbye...)"

……

In Dadongcheng, in a small room in Qinglong Pavilion.

A pale young man was lying on the bed, his eyes were closed tightly, as if he had a nightmare.

"call!"

At this moment, Lu Jiu suddenly opened his eyes and sat up.

After that, his face was extremely anxious, and he looked around, as if he was looking for something!

Then when he saw the Duanchen Sword next to the bed, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly took the Duanchen Sword in his hand.

Then he looked at Duanchenjian expectantly.

As for the Duanchen Sword... naturally, there was no reaction.

He frowned slightly, and his eye sockets became slightly rosy.

Holding the Duanchen Sword tightly in his hand, his arm trembled unconsciously.

The tassel hanging on the hilt of the Duanchen Sword swayed slightly, and an undetectable ray of light flickered for a moment.

He stared blankly ahead.

After a long time, he sighed softly with a complicated look on his face.

"Why are you so stupid..."

"From now on, I will be you..."

He got out of the bed, put on a white robe, and put Duanchen Sword on his right waist.

Looking at himself in the bronze mirror, he pursed his lips, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes.

"Since you choose to believe in me, then I will not let you down!"

He tightly held the dust-breaking sword at his waist, looked at himself in the mirror, and seemed to see him.

He seemed to be looking at himself with a smile.

"Then, from now on, I will be called——Lu Jiu!"

Armor is never a reason to be strong, nor is kindness a reason to be timid!

A real warrior is never afraid of any challenge!

He never died.

Lu Jiu will bring the old will, abide by the agreement, and embark on a new journey!

Chapter 80 You must be scolding me! (Please recommend tickets!)

"It seems that someone sent me to Qinglong Pavilion..."

Lu Jiu glanced at the Qinglong Pavilion disciples' uniforms beside the bed, and thought to himself.

This is easy to recognize.

Little Qinglong.

"Ok?"