C10 Your Life Is the Most Important Thing

However, Yuan Yiyun didn't seem to notice Mo Ziyun's impatience. He rubbed his nose and face and stood in front of Mo Ziyun, "Ziyun, can I call you that? I don't have anything to do when I go back to the rest stop. Why don't we go together? What are you going to do?"

Mo Ziyun frowned, obviously not expecting this person to be so familiar with him. He ignored the person in front of him, bypassed him, and continued to search for Moonlight Grass.

If it was any other ordinary person, they would have left without looking back after being humiliated like this. But he didn't know if this Yuan Yiyun had a masochistic tendency or something, so he turned around and followed behind Mo Ziyun again.

"Ziyun, what are you looking for?"

Mo Ziyun pulled his cloak and did not answer him. After experiencing that kind of betrayal, he could not trust anyone at all, and he did not want to believe it. To him, it was enough to have Jiu with him. His heart was only that big, and he could not let go of so many people. Besides, if he let them in, it would be difficult to take them out.

"Ziyun, you are really introverted." A helpless look flashed across Yuan Yiyun's eyes. He put his hand on Mo Ziyun's shoulder, trying to attract her attention.

Mo Ziyun's body stiffened. He subconsciously turned around and threw a punch. Yuan Yiyun lightly caught his punch. He glanced at the small white fist in his hand out of the corner of his eye. No matter how he looked at it, it was pleasing to the eye.

Yuan Yiyun narrowed his eyes and pulled back the hand that was holding Mo Ziyun's fist. Mo Ziyun threw herself into his arms. "I really can't pretend to be like Xuanyuan Qing."

Yuan Yiyun sighed without thinking. His other hand was firmly wrapped around Mo Ziyun's waist.

Killing intent flashed across Mo Ziyun's eyes. He hated physical contact with people, not to mention a person he had only known for a few minutes. Although he did not use his full strength, to be able to take a punch from him so easily, this person's strength was far above his.

"What exactly is your goal?"

"My purpose? Hmm... Does wanting you count?" Yuan Yiyun said half-jokingly, but the look in his eyes was unquestionable.

Mo Ziyun gritted his teeth and did not say anything else. He turned his body around and tried to break free.

But how could Yuan Yiyun let him go? With a circle of his arm, he buried his head in Mo Ziyun's neck and said in a somewhat muffled voice, "You have really grown up. Who allowed you to not cherish your life so much? Isn't it just an Immortal Palace? Your life is more important than it. If you want me to find eight or ten for you, that's not enough."

Mo Ziyun was confused. When he heard about the Immortal Palace, his entire body tensed up as he thought about how to escape. That's right, Mo Xiaoyun didn't hear anything else. She only heard the word Immortal Palace and thought that the other party was here to snatch the Immortal Palace.

Yuan Yiyun noticed his actions and unhappily patted his waist, "If I want to snatch it, you won't be able to protect it even if there are ten of you. What's wrong? Ziyun still hasn't remembered who I am? "

"Do I know you?" Mo Ziyun searched through all his memories, but he could not find a face that looked like the one in front of him. Logically speaking, with his photographic memory, as long as he had seen it, he would definitely be able to remember it.

Furthermore, this person's aura was so eye-catching, it was impossible for him to forget it.

Yuan Yiyun squinted his eyes dangerously, "If you can't remember it now, then what about now?" With that, he let go of Mo Ziyun's fist and slowly lifted the mask he was wearing. A familiar yet unfamiliar face entered Mo Ziyun's sight.

"Di Yuanxiu?" Mo Ziyun's voice was slightly raised, and he seemed a little surprised. He did not expect that after so many years, this person would actually come to find him.

"Humph ~" Di Yuanxiu snorted in response. Then, he buried his head back into the ground. This time, he wrapped his arms around Mo Ziyun's waist and held her tightly, as if he wanted to embed her in his arms.

For a moment, Mo Ziyun did not know what to do, so he could only let the other party hug him. For the few people who had been good to him in the past, he really could not push them away.

After a long while, Di Yuanxiu said faintly, "They all said you were dead..." As he spoke, he hugged her tighter. Mo Ziyun was silent. Wasn't he just dead?

Then, Di Yuanxiu slowly exhaled and said in a firm voice, "But I know that you are still alive."