"I'll kneel..."

As Mo Jiu was so humble that he heard the sound of his bones, he let go of his hand holding Xiao Muxue's trouser legs little by little, as if he had let go of his last thoughts and last hope.

Xiao Muxue watched him become empty, with no godless eyes, and there was no trace of heartache or pity in his heart, only an increasingly surging anger.

Feng Jiuyou?

Is this the woman that night?

At the last moment, she is the one you hope for to save you.

But did she show up?

No, she won't show up at all, nor will she respond to you.

In her eyes, what are you?

And if you don’t deceive and betray me, you will appear to save you when you need it the most, and it is me who will...

Xiao Muxue's face was so gloomy that it seemed that dark water was about to drip out. She wanted to see the regret and regret in Mo Jiu's eyes, but his expression was even more desperate and despairy.

Sacrifice, pain, expectation, tolerance... all his emotions are like a huge joke at this moment.

What's in exchange for?

It was a sudden catastrophe.

And the person who caused all this is the person he gave to.

Mo Jiu supported his hands on the ground, trying to change his posture, but he couldn't even do such a simple move. His arms trembled violently until they became convulsive and convulsive, and still could not support his entire body.

He had to try to mobilize his legs, but he could only do slight movement.

But that's enough.

The long sword fell to the ground when Xiao Muxue grabbed his neck and was pressed under Mo Jiu.

He moved little by little, his knees brushed across the sword edge, and was cut and hung to the ground. His bright red clothes stained with dust were also scratched, scratching out shocking blood marks, and the worst one was already deep and visible.

But he didn't seem to feel any pain, his face still looked as if he was ashamed, and his whole body was already numb.

Until a certain moment, Mo Jiu lowered her head and noticed that she was not her injuries, but her cut red clothes.

dad......

He broke the only thing his father gave him...

Mo Jiu could still recall what his father said when he was young: "Jiujiu, Dad gives you this dress. If you have someone you like in the future, you can wear this dress for her."

"Dad, what do you like?" the little boy with jade-carved eyes blinked and asked.

The boy was still young, and the man could only explain to him implicitly, and thought for a while: "It's the person Jiujiu wants to see every day."

Upon hearing this, the little boy suddenly giggled and shouted, "Dad, then I'm going to wear this dress now!"

"Why?"

"Because what Jiujiu wants to see every day is her father!"

The man was stunned for a moment, then started to laugh, with a gentle smile and a picturesque eyebrows.

"Where is mom?"

"Mom likes it the most, too!"

“…”

The picture gradually blurred. Mo Jiu looked down at the clothes, and tears suddenly dripped down, falling on it, wetting the red clothes and blemishing the color of blood.

The stubborn boy shed tears after all, after all, he shed tears without control.

Dad, if I never like someone in my life, can you survive...

Seeing Mo Jiu crying almost made most of the women present tremble in their hearts.

Lin Yu gritted her teeth tightly, blood overflowed from her lips and teeth, and she squeezed out a trace of words with difficulty: "Mo Jiu... don't kneel..."

She knew what it meant to kneel down to such a proud boy.

It was equivalent to breaking all his bones, and then pieced together a Lin Mojiu called "Submission, Submission".

But then, he will no longer be the boy he used to be.

Mo Jiu looked at Lin Yu after hearing this. His legs had adjusted their posture and he was kneeling in front of Xiao Muxue.

He didn't say anything to Lin Yu, his look seemed to contain thousands of words.

He only has an aunt...

Mo Jiu withdrew his gaze and slowly looked up at Xiao Muxue.

An Xian'er was standing beside her, and his kneeling was equivalent to kneeling him.

But, it doesn't matter.

He looked at the woman he had given everything for, and he was no longer touched, and he only had deep regret.

If he hadn't fallen in love with her, he wouldn't have let Feng Jiuyou save her. Will she die in a certain forest, and there will be no such disaster for the family extermination now?

It's all his fault.

Mo Jiu murmured faintly: "If I could do it again, I will not like you again..."

"What did you say?" Xiao Muxue's eyes flashed with chill when she heard his murmur.

At this point, is he still pretending to like her?

Just when Xiao Muxue was angry, Mo Jiu exhausted all the remaining power in his body, straightened his upper body little by little, and then...

Dong!

He bent his straight back down, lowered his head completely, and hit the ground hard, making a dull sound.

This bend curled the only dignity left by the boy.

This knock knocked away all the pride of the boy.

The arrogant character developed for twenty years became fragmented in an instant.

Mo Jiu shed tears numbly, and tears fell to the ground with big drops of tears, his voice rippled and broken: "Please let my aunt go, and let Tianlan Sect go..."

It turned out that his kneeling and his kowtow were not only pleaded for Lin Yu, but also for the entire Tianlan Sect.

Before it was reached to the main hall, the five elders and all the disciples were stunned.

Such a huge sect actually had to protect a young man by giving up all his dignity, and they kept watching and did nothing.

"Let me go! Let me kill her!" Luo Ningyun was struggling all the time, and at this moment, a huge force suddenly burst out. Even the elder could hardly suppress her. He came back to his senses before he controlled her again.

‘Don’t let your brother’s sacrifice be wasted.’ The elder said in a voice, his eyes flushed red.

If Mo Jiu's sacrifice is not in vain, just don't anger Xiao Muxue and the others, do you expect his begging to succeed?

Luo Ningyun roared silently in his heart, and his former cold face was already full of tears.

For the first time, she hated her incompetence so much that she could not even protect her younger brother...

On the platform, Xiao Muxue looked at Mo Jiu who was bowing in front of her, looking stunned. Her blood seemed to have frozen, and a buzz suddenly sounded in her mind.

It seemed as if she had done something wrong and couldn't stand his kneeling at all.

"I......"

Just as Xiao Muxue was about to say something, An Xian'er shook her arm suddenly: "Did you forget how they hurt your brother?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Xiao Muxue suddenly woke up and her eyes became as sharp as frost.

She can't be soft-hearted.

If she feels soft-hearted, then who will avenge Xiaochi, who is still unconscious?

An Xian'er looked at Xiao Muxue who was indifferent again and breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.

For some reason, his sixth sense gave him the feeling that the relationship between the man in front of him and Xiao Muxue seemed not that simple.

Especially after noticing Mo Jiu's expression, he believed in this even more firmly.

Men are always particularly sensitive in these aspects.

He didn't want to have another love rival, so he didn't want to see Xiao Muxue showing mercy to Mojiu's men.

In fact, he even hoped that Ye Chi would never wake up, so that Xiao Muxue's whole heart would be left to him.

"I can let Tianlan Sect go..." Xiao Muxue spoke slowly, just a word that touched everyone's minds.

Hearing this, Mo Jiu slowly raised his head from the ground, revealing a pair of red eyes, and a little blood oozing from his head was the same crimson forehead.

From this we can see how heavy the head he kowtowed was.

Mo Jiu opened his lips and said hoarsely: "Thank you."

Xiao Muxue's eyes suddenly condensed, staring at him, as if she had never expected to hear these two words.

She looked at the boy's eyes, and in her dark pupils, she seemed to have a faint light rekindled after hearing that she was willing to let go of Tianlan Sect.

"I haven't finished speaking yet." Xiao Muxue narrowed his eyes slightly and paused, "If you want me to let Tianlan Sect go, you will be my attendant."

As soon as these words were said, the glimmer of light in Mo Jiu's eyes suddenly went out, but apart from this, he had no unnecessary emotions, as if Xiao Muxue had proposed only some insignificant conditions.

His dignity and arrogance were broken as soon as the moment he knelt down towards Xiao Muxue and An Xian'er.

"Thank you." Mo Jiu pulled his throat and said hoarsely.

He shouldn't have apologized to Xiao Muxue because she was the culprit in everything in front of him.

But everyone in Tianlan Sect, including Lin Yu's life, was under the control of Xiao Muxue. In order to protect them, he could only do this.

Xiao Muxue looked at Mo Jiu deeply, never thinking that he could do this to this extent for the group of people he had only seen a few faces or even never met.

But why is his forbearance used to deceive her when facing her?

If he could do this for her...
To be continued...