HCB Chapter 200 Good boy
Chapter 200 Good boy
That's horrible……
Nangong Huaxue couldn't help but feel sympathy for the old man.
There was not even a hint of delusion to comfort him, and the bloody truth was revealed that he was powerless no matter what he did...
Some are too cruel.
Nangong Huaxue looked at the old man who was hunched over and crying bitterly, and couldn't help feeling a little pity.
"Come to think of it...it seems like you didn't keep the oath you made before." Mo Ze looked at the old man, his fingers trembling slightly, and flicked his head with his tear-stained fingers.
The old man felt pain, covered his head, and looked at him in confusion, revealing some of the ignorance of a child.
"Bullying the weak... huh?"
With Mo Ze's ability, how could he not know how this situation came about? He moved his eyes slightly, glanced meaningfully at the people around him, and said softly.
Qin Xiuyun was a little surprised that he would say such a thing.
Is it because of the person next to you?
Qin Xiuyun glanced at Qin Xiao, only to find that Qin Xiao's attention was all focused on Mo Ze.
The same was true for Mo Ye and the other person not far away.
But the mood is completely different.
Nangong Huaxue heard Mo Ze's words and nodded in approval.
That is, an old man who has lived for more than a thousand years, their wealth added together may not even be a fraction of this old man, how shameless.
Unexpectedly, the next second, the old man covered his head and spoke.
"Then... they are still using their numbers to bully the minority."
Nangong Huaxue: ...?
"What?!!"
Nangong Huaxue looked at the old man in shock, and suddenly felt that his compassion just now was wasted.
"Using the majority to bully the minority? Is this bullying appropriate here?!" Nangong Huaxue couldn't believe it.
"Why is it inappropriate?" The old man said confidently, "How can it be considered as bullying the minority when there are so many of you fighting against me?"
"You——" Nangong Huaxue pointed at him and choked for a moment, "Shameless!"
"I have never seen such a shameless person like you!"
"It's obviously you, a bunch of strong young men, who ganged up on me, an old man who is powerless!"
What powerful and heart-stirring words.
Everyone was stunned by these shameless words.
Only Nangong Huaxue asked out of the blue: "You are so weak that you can't even tie up a chicken? What chicken are you tying up?"
"The three-legged golden crow? That certainly can't be restrained."
Nangong Huaxue couldn't help sneering.
Qin Xiao: ...
Everyone:...
Qin Xiao twitched the corners of his mouth, but finally couldn't help laughing out loud.
"I'm sorry...but really--" Qin Xiao faced everyone's complicated gazes, covered his face with one hand, lowered his head, and couldn't help sneering.
“…Haha.”
The old man wanted to get angry, but when he saw the adults around him also smiling, he paused and said nothing.
What is the three-legged golden crow?
Qin Xiuyun couldn't understand their laughter, but when he saw the young man with shaking shoulders beside him, he suddenly felt a little strange.
Nangong Huaxue heard the laughter and looked at Xiao with dissatisfaction: "What are you laughing at?"
Seeing this, Qin Xiao quickly restrained his smile and pulled the corner of his mouth: "No, nothing..."
Nangong Huaxue looked at Mo Ze who was not far away.
Mo Ze, who was still chuckling, met her gaze. Instead of being displeased, his smile became even brighter.
It's like a god, breathtakingly beautiful.
But Nangong Huaxue seemed not to feel anything and glanced at him sinisterly.
"You--" Mo Ze opened his mouth, lightly covering his chin, narrowing his golden eyes, as if thinking for a moment, and suddenly realizing.
"I remember you." Mo Ze chuckled.
…At that time, it was indeed him.
Meng Liyun recalled the golden eyes she saw at that time, and her eyes darkened.
"Have you seen it?" Qin Xiao turned his head, a little surprised.
Meng Liyun stared at Mo Ze without replying.
"Of course." Mo Ze laughed, raised his hand and rubbed the old man's head while looking at Qin Xiao, "I really miss her... I remember she was still a little girl back then."
Mo Ze said, and gestured a few times with his hands: "...It's about this big. I was scared when I saw it...Haha."
He seemed to be thinking of something interesting and his eyebrows were bent with a smile.
Meng Liyun: ...
It's just like you did before. Who wouldn't be afraid?
Hundreds of people disappeared with a wave of his hand...
Nangong Huaxue muttered to herself.
"I killed those people for their own reasons. Why, do you feel sorry for them?"
Mo Ze seemed to see what she was thinking and asked with a smile.
"...No, there's nothing worthy of pity." Meng Liyun thought about that time, her face turned cold, and her voice dropped several degrees.
After saying that, I felt something was wrong.
Is he...
Nangong Huaxue looked over suspiciously and saw him smile slightly.
"Yes." Mo Ze confirmed her suspicion with a smile, his narrow eyes narrowed slightly, flashing a mysterious light, "I can hear the voices of all of you."
As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere changed significantly.
Nangong Huaxue clearly noticed the sudden tense body of the person next to her, and gave him a look without saying a word.
Qin Xiao also felt Qin Xiuyun's tension and wanted to say something, but stopped.
"No need to treat it like a big enemy... If you don't bother me, I will naturally ignore you." Mo Ze still looked leisurely.
Ye Ningzhi stared at him closely. Although the distance between them was not far, it seemed as if they were thousands of miles apart.
Since Mo Ze appeared until now, he has never looked at her directly.
Despite his anxiety, he still forced himself to hold down.
When Ye Ningzhi thought of the rumor, her face couldn't help but look ugly, and her eyes dimmed.
Qin Xiao paused, then took a few steps forward and walked in front of Mo Ze.
"I... have something to ask you." Qin Xiao's eyes were complicated and his heart was trembling timidly, but he still mustered up the courage to meet his gaze.
Mo Ze raised his eyebrows slightly. He already knew Qin Xiao's question without asking or answering.
Why... not tell him.
The knife made of his own bones was thrown to him casually, and the blood and sweat that he had shed together was thrown away like rubbish...
why?
Why not talk to him?
Qin Xiao's eyes darkened inch by inch, and the deep sadness almost drowned them.
“Because there’s no need.”
Mo Ze smiled, and his smile was like a spring breeze blowing past, gently caressing his trembling heart.
She raised her hand gently, her slender knuckles sank into the soft hair, and rubbed the top of his head as if she were a child.
"If you don't treat the things I give you well, then no matter how much I say, it will be useless. If you do, then there's no need to say more. Even if I give you a piece of junk, you will treasure it like a treasure, right?"
"But if you tell me those--"
He was halfway through his words when someone pressed his upper lip and his voice stopped abruptly.
"(And, I believe you will treasure it well)."
Mo Ze suddenly said something in a very strange language, and no one except the two of them knew what he said.
His lips trembled unconsciously as he tried to confide something, his pupils reflected his appearance, he could see his narrow lashes drooping slightly as his gentle gaze fell on him, but it made his body tremble.
Qin Xiao could hardly control his expression, his eyes were filled with sadness and complexity.
"But...if you tell me, I won't - after all, I don't know if it's right to do that...they, they all say it's not necessary..."
His master... Mang Ling...
Ji Meng...
Even arrogant insects.
Their first reaction when they learned about it was that it was unnecessary. They told him that there was no need to do that. Sacrificing himself to destroy the plans of those monks... there was no need for that at all.
Although he didn't think this was a sacrifice, he just made a choice, it was his own wishful thinking, he already knew...
but--
If I knew in advance that my death would implicate Mo Ze, if I knew these...
Qin Xiao wasn't sure if he would make a choice as simply as before.
Mo Ze reached out and held his trembling arms, giving him a fulcrum to lean on, and gently supported his trembling body.
"I know..." Mo Ze held his arm, slowly moved it down, stroking it, and holding his wrist, "I know that you could have escaped by yourself at that time. I also know that if you wanted to, you could have escaped..."
"If all else fails, there's still this kid who can help you..." Mo Ze drew circles on the back of his hand soothingly with his knuckles, and whispered softly, "You don't have to feel guilty, your choice is right."
After all, Qin Xiao's uneasiness came from uncertainty about his attitude.
His body and soul were gone. If Mang Ling had arrived a little later, he would have completely disappeared between heaven and earth.
Although he had suffered so much and wanted to do something for the gods, he had not received a positive response and had unknowingly implicated the people he cared about.
This guilt, this uneasiness...
Mo Ze could feel it.
So he gently held the child's trembling hand and gave him a positive answer:
"Your choice is right."
Qin Xiao raised his head, his dark eyes were filled with moisture, and he looked at him with trembling pupils. For some reason, he felt a little aggrieved.
"But...they all said——"
"Who do they think they are?" Mo Ze smiled contemptuously, and for the first time, a bit of evil appeared on his face. He suddenly moved closer and stared straight into Qin Xiao's eyes.
"You have to listen to me."
The golden pupils were not concealed at all, full of aggression.
Qin Xiao met those bright eyes and was stunned for a moment.
"What? You don't believe me?" Mo Ze frowned slightly, revealing a hurt expression.
"No...no--" Qin Xiao replied instinctively.
"That's good." Mo Ze smiled with satisfaction, letting go and stroking the back of his neck, his cold fingers gently caressing, "Good boy."
For some reason, the tips of his ears felt a little hot. Qin Xiao suppressed the sudden tingling feeling in his heart and raised his head to refute.
"I'm not a child anymore—"
"Only children would desperately want to prove that they have grown up." Mo Ze chuckled.
Qin Xiao choked, not knowing how to react, and slowly turned his head away.
The two of them unconsciously used that strange language when communicating. Nangong Huaxue just listened to it and watched Xiao's ears turn red.
Nangong Huaxue: ...? ?
Qin Xiao was about to scratch his head to cover up his irritation when he was unexpectedly slapped on the arm.
Turning around, he saw Meng Liyun staring at him with disbelief.
Qin Xiao: ...
"You are so useless..." Nangong Huaxue was really disappointed with him.
Can I coax you into submission with just a few words?
Although I don't know what they said, but in such a short time...
Nangong Huaxue shook her head and sulked inwardly.
"You seem to have some opinion about me." Mo Ze was a little surprised.
Nangong Huaxue sneered: "I have more than one opinion about you."
This sentence was obviously full of momentum, causing the people observing around to tighten their expressions and look at Mo Ze at the same time, observing his reaction.
To everyone's surprise, Mo Ze was not angry at all. Instead, he smiled good-temperedly.
But the old man next to him was not so good-tempered.
"Why do you do that?" the old man pointed at her angrily.
"Why do you care about me?" Nangong Huaxue slapped his fingers away and said unhappily.
"How dare you offend me like this..." The old man was so angry that his teeth itched, but considering that Mo Ze was still beside him, he could only yell, "You are a woman who doesn't know how to live or die."
"I said, what does he have to do with you? You spoke before he even spoke, and it was his problem in the first place."
"It's obviously his problem!" The old man pointed the finger at Qin Xiao without hesitation.
Qin Xiao: ...
"What did you say? It's obviously his problem!" Meng Liyun blocked him and fought back unwillingly.
"What do you know? You little brat."
"You are the one who knows nothing... an old man who has lived for who knows how many years—"
Mo Ze looked at the two people arguing and silently crossed his arms.
Qin Xiao tried to stop the fight: "Stop arguing..."
Nangong Huaxue was pulled back, but still unwillingly, she glared at the old man fiercely.
The old man stared back.
Qin Xiao covered his face helplessly.
Why do I suddenly feel so childish...
"You don't have to worry about them." Mo Ze leaned over and whispered in his ear, but his voice was clearly heard by Nangong Huaxue, "They will stop quarreling after a while."
Qin Xiao: ...
Qin Xiao looked at him helplessly and said nothing.
Mo Ze turned to look at Meng Liyun, then glanced at Wang Ji who was hiding in the shadows behind her. Suddenly, he raised his eyebrows with interest and moved closer.
Being approached unexpectedly, Nangong Huaxue was stunned for a moment, looked at him in surprise, and opened her mouth to say something.
"You like that person, right?" Mo Ze asked in a voice that only a few of them could hear.
The old man raised an eyebrow.
Nangong Huaxue looked at him in disbelief, not knowing whether to be ashamed or annoyed. But no matter which one it was, her face turned red uncontrollably, but it was not noticeable because of the mask.
"you--"
Mo Ze chuckled and said something else.
Nangong Huaxue paused, was stunned at first, then felt a little shy, and finally felt embarrassed. He even lowered his head, scratched it, and chuckled twice.
"Really? Hehe..."
Nangong Huaxue couldn't stop grinning.
Qin Xiao: ...
Qin Xiao knew that this was something Mo Ze didn't want them to know, and he wasn't curious. He just moved closer and slowly stretched out two fingers in front of her.
Nangong Huaxue was puzzled, and before she could ask, she heard Qin Xiao speak softly.
"Two sentences."
Two sentences to help you let go of your grudges.
The look became harmless.
Nangong Huaxue: ...
Nangong Huaxue covered her face.
So embarrassing...
Fortunately, no one knows who she is.
Nangong Huaxue felt somewhat relieved, but then she thought of Wang Ji. Just as she felt troubled, she thought of what Mo Ze said, and she couldn't help but cover her eyes shyly.
"However, you'd better ask Qingyi." Mo Ze glanced at her and reminded her.
"What do you mean?" Nangong Huaxue thought of Qingyi's eyes before he disappeared, feeling uneasy, and asked with a frown.
"Go ask." Mo Ze didn't say it explicitly, but patted her head soothingly, "Don't worry...what you are worried about will not happen again."
Nangong Huaxue was stunned.
For some reason, my eyes suddenly became moist, even though it was just a simple sentence.
That gentle voice was like a clear spring flowing from a high mountain, sliding silently through the heart and silently soaking the anxious heart.
This voice seemed to have a magical power to soothe people. Such firm words unconsciously soothed the sense of crisis that had never been resolved since she regained her memory.
Nangong Huaxue had not yet put down her hands that were covering her eyes. She wiped away her tears and turned her head to hum and chuckle: "You are quite philanthropic."
Mo Ze shook his head: "I just love the house and the dog."
Nangong Huaxue paused, glanced at Qin Xiao, and did not respond.
"……who are you?"
Mo Jian, who had been watching for a long time but hadn't heard a word, finally couldn't help but asked.
"Ask questions with answers." Mo Ze finally stopped chatting, turned his head and looked at the man not far away, "You obviously have the answer in your heart."
Mo Jian had a complicated expression and opened his mouth to ask something.
"Long time no see, Mo Qinglian."
When Mo Ze spoke, everyone present was stunned.
Only the old man looked gloomy, but there was no surprise in his eyes.
"...Who are you calling?" Mo Jian frowned, feeling that the name sounded familiar, and felt a little uneasy.
"I'm calling you." Mo Ze smiled slightly, and suddenly seemed to think of something, and stretched out his hand to him, "By the way, it's normal to forget that you have been reincarnated and don't remember things from your previous lives..."
Hearing this, not only Mo Jian, but even Qin Xiao's expression changed and they looked at Mo Ze.
“But I haven’t forgotten…”
Mo Ze smiled brightly, put his hand on his chest, and spoke in a very relaxed tone.
"You were the one who chopped off my head."