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Keep your promise?
Jiang Huali snapped out of her daze and gave an awkward laugh. "Uh... I've kind of forgotten what that promise was. Why don't you wait a moment and let me think about it?"
As she spoke, Jiang Huali turned around.
"stop."
Mo Ci raised an eyebrow. "This is the abyss. No living people have come here for a long time. There are also some other ghosts and monsters. Perhaps nine out of ten want to eat you."
"If you don't want to be eaten up, you'd better not stay too far away from me."
Jiang Huali stopped in her tracks.
"Alright, didn't you want the soul? We originally said we wanted a part of it. You can decide for yourself what to take."
Jiang Huali looked at herself and seemed to have given up struggling, to the point that she said she was entrusting her life to another person.
Mo Ci felt inexplicably unhappy as he looked at her resolute expression of facing death.
He remained calm, gave a cold snort, and said, "Come with me."
"Don't fall behind, or you'll have nowhere to cry later."
Jiang Huali looked at Mo Ci's seemingly cold back and couldn't help but smile.
She followed behind him.
"Hello."
Jiang Huali exclaimed.
"I don't call you 'Hey'."
A cold, indifferent voice.
Jiang Huali tilted her head, and upon hearing this, she wanted to cross the Mo Temple to see the expression on his face. Her steps quickened a little, and she was unexpectedly tripped by a dry branch on the ground.
His forehead bumped into the back of the person in front of him.
"hiss--"
Jiang Huali covered her forehead. Mo Ci looked like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, but his back muscles were firm, and it hurt a little when she bumped into him.
Mo Ci stopped in his tracks. He had noticed Jiang Huali had tripped, but he did not do anything about it.
He wanted to see Jiang Huali's reaction.
I'll also teach her a little lesson: breaking a promise always comes at a price.
Mo Ci turned around and saw Jiang Huali covering her forehead. The nameless resentment in his heart inexplicably dissipated a little, and he stepped forward with a cold face.
Jiang Huali noticed his movement and looked up at him.
Mo Ci noticed her gaze, pursed his lips, and made his expression look even colder.
He waved his hand towards Jiang Huali's feet, and a cloud of black energy enveloped her, clearing away the withered branches and pebbles around her, and pushing her forward.
Jiang Huali felt a strange sensation at her feet and looked down curiously.
...I didn't see anything.
It's so dark here; the only light source is that cluster of flames floating in mid-air.
No wonder she tripped.
They walked for an unknown amount of time, but probably not long, until they came to a cave.
Although it's called a cave, it looks more like a ferocious beast lurking in the darkness, with a tall, wide, and dark entrance, resembling the beast's mouth.
Just standing in front of the entrance, Jiang Huali already felt an ominous aura.
The black mist at her feet seemed to sense her discomfort and spread upwards, enveloping her entire body and forming a thin barrier.
Upon entering the cave, a wave of heat hit her. Although the black mist obscured the view, Jiang Huali still felt somewhat uncomfortable.
The entire cave is circular, with a huge lava pool in the middle.
After passing the lava pool, continue forward to an open area with an altar in the middle and rows of lampposts on both sides.
The flames flickered on the lamppost, illuminating the area.
The altar was empty.
Jiang Huali glanced at Mo Ci, wondering if this was his residence.
It's a bit wicked, and a bit shabby.
Mo Ci sat down directly on the altar.
In an instant, the flames on the surrounding lampposts seemed to brighten.
Jiang Huali walked to the front of the Mo Temple. The altar was quite high, and after sitting down, she had to look up at him.
"You want my soul? Go ahead and take it. I mean what I say, no backing down. But I still owe you five gifts. Could you take fewer? Otherwise, what if I'm too weak to prepare gifts for you? That would be breaking my promise, and I'm not that kind of person, so..."
Jiang Huali kept talking, her eyes fixed on Mo Ci.
"Shut up."
Mo Ci interrupted her and stepped down from the altar.
At the same time, the black mist at Jiang Huali's feet lifted her up and placed her on the altar.
After watching Jiang Huali sit down by the altar, Mo Ci said, "Stay here for a while and don't wander off."
The altar was his territory, and no ghosts or monsters dared to approach it.
Mo Ci frowned, feeling inexplicably irritated. He still longed for Jiang Huali's soul, but he didn't want to extract it.
When he's in a bad mood, Mo Ci goes to the bottom of the abyss and tries to cheer himself up by tormenting the ghosts and monsters there.
He was about to turn around and leave when Jiang Huali grabbed him.
Jiang Huali sat on the altar. When she saw Mo Ci really turn to leave, she quickly grabbed his arm. Mo Ci felt her strength, stopped, and looked at her with a puzzled look in his eyes.
"I just have something to take care of first, I won't leave you behind, besides, it's safe here."
Moci Road.
Jiang Huali could easily tell that the other person was agitated. She shook her head and said, "No, I want to get out of here as soon as possible."
Mo Ci's expression worsened.
His tone was cold and hard, "Then I might as well devour half of your soul right now, so you can get out of this dark and gloomy place quickly, and save you from having to worry..."
Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Huali suddenly reached out and placed her palm against his cheek.
"You talk too much."
What I meant to say was—
Before she could finish speaking, she suddenly tightened her grip slightly, leaned down, and pressed herself close to him.
At this moment, everything around was extremely quiet.
Mo Ci felt her lips gently press against his, carrying that breath that stirred his restlessness.
Jiang Huali gave Mo Ci a light kiss, and at that moment he seemed to turn into a wooden statue, motionless, letting her do whatever she wanted.
She pulled away slightly and said to Mo Ci's face, "What I meant to say is that this is the first gift I could think of."
Upon hearing this, Mo Ci's eyelashes fluttered rapidly, and he opened his eyes, which he had just unconsciously closed, to look at Jiang Huali.
She was very close, a sly smile on her face.
Mo Ci spoke, his voice hoarse, and murmured, "A gift?"
"Isn't it a bit too short to be given as a gift?"
His hand stroked Jiang Huali's nape, and with a little force, he kissed her again.
His kissing skills were clumsy, and it wouldn't be appropriate to describe them as "kissing skills." He had no technique whatsoever; he just rushed in headfirst, his movements hurried, as if he wanted to swallow Jiang Huali whole.
Jiang Huali considered herself to be quite good at kissing, having honed her skills in the previous world, so she was naturally better than the person in front of her who had lost her memory and whose life was essentially a blank.
She guided him slowly.
The black mist that supported her feet kept floating, dissipating and then gathering, slowly climbing up her calves.
After an unknown amount of time, Mo Ci finally released her.
Jiang Huali's eyes were slightly red, and her lips were also rosy, but Mo Ci remained unchanged, still sporting a pale, cold complexion.
Jiang Huali couldn't help but doubt herself. Was her technique actually quite mediocre? Why did it look like they hadn't kissed at all?
Mo Ci forcefully suppressed the heat on his face, neck, and earlobes, pretending to be completely still, while his eyes remained coldly fixed on Jiang Huali.
But his eyes were filled with a clamorous desire.
Mo Ci moved his hand away from Jiang Huali's neck and gently placed it on her waist.
"Have you ever done this with other people before?"
He asked this question.
Jiang Huali tilted her head and smiled, "Hmm? Guess?"
The ink shrine looked somewhat stiff.
He whispered, "A gift. Tell me, how about it?"
Jiang Huali couldn't help but smile again. "A gift?"
She smiled and laughed, her eyes shining brightly even in the darkest abyss, like the brightest fireworks, as if they could burn you.
Mo Ci was determined to recognize what he had seen.
Seeing that he not only didn't answer but also turned his head away from her, Jiang Huali reached out and moved his face back to her.
She touched her lips and said, "Do you know what a kiss means between humans?"
Mo Ci suddenly raised his eyes, then quickly lowered them again, feeling the heat on his ears and cheeks almost unbearable.
And a heart pounding like a drum.
This is an illusion; how could ghosts really have a heartbeat?
"I don't know." His voice was a little hoarse.
"Oh—" Jiang Huali drawled out the last syllable, feigning regret as she said, "Never mind if you don't know."
Mo Ci tightened his grip slightly, pulling Jiang Huali closer. "Why did you let it go?"
Jiang Huali showed no discomfort at the sudden closer proximity, and simply smiled and said, "Because it's not a big deal in the human world, well—it doesn't have to be with one person, and it's not something you only do once in your life. If you don't know, you don't know, it doesn't matter."
Mo Ci felt a void in his heart. He didn't really understand what kissing meant between humans, but having existed for so long, he had probably seen some scenes and knew that it was something that intimate people would do.
Intimacy? Can they be considered intimate?
But she added, "It's not a big deal."
Mo Ci remained silent. Jiang Huali sensed he was probably lost in thought again. She said, "If I said I've only ever kissed you—"
Do you believe it?
Moci remained silent for a while.
The black mist slowly rose, entangling them together and revealing a hint of intimacy.
He said slowly, "I believe."
Jiang Huali was somewhat surprised. She smiled and said, "That's true."
She removed the hand that Mo Ci had placed on her waist and jumped off the altar.
Jiang Huali patted off imaginary dust and said, "Weren't you going to take half of my soul?"
"Come on, even if I die young or am physically weak, I won't regret it, because I will never break my promise."
Mo Ci was stunned by her words and didn't know how to react. Just moments ago, they were kissing intimately, their breaths mingling, inseparable. Now, however, she wanted to fulfill her promise as soon as possible and get out of here.
What's good about the outside world?
It's dangerous outside, and she's often controlled. Her friends... well, they can be considered friends for now, but they might not be able to protect her. If she stays by his side, all the dangers will stay away from her.
Oh, he almost forgot, she wanted to go out.
It's not just about getting out of this abyss, but also about getting out of this instance, out of this game, and returning to the human world under the sunlight.
That was a place he could never reach.
The Mo Temple and the Abyss are interdependent; if the game is gone, the Abyss will dissipate, and the Mo Temple will also disappear. Conversely, if the Mo Temple is killed, the game will also be severely damaged.
But she didn't know.
She is now diligently and single-mindedly trying to collect the core, simply because she wants to use the power of the core to destroy the strange power that shares the same origin as him, and then tear a rift to return to the real world.
What can be done to destroy that strange power, can also be done to destroy him.
If she found out, would she beg him to personally send her back to her original world?
Mo Ci subconsciously avoided this question.
He said, "I won't take it."
Jiang Huali looked at him questioningly, "What, you're not taking it?"
Mo Ci paused, then repeated, "I will not take your soul."
"Huh?" Jiang Huali rolled her eyes, then said somewhat arrogantly, "Then wouldn't I be breaking my promise?"
"Isn't this a bit inappropriate?"
Mo Ci: "..."
"No, it doesn't count. I broke my promise. I said I didn't want it."
He emphasized again, "There's nothing wrong with it."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Huali suddenly threw herself into his arms, tiptoed slightly, and kissed his lips.
"You're so great! I really like you."
Mo Ci's face finally couldn't help but blush slightly.
……like?
He grasped Jiang Huali's shoulder, thought for a moment, and then said, "But the gift can't be forgotten."
Jiang Huali nodded, "No problem, no problem! I'll definitely choose the best gift for you!"
The best gift?
Mo Ci's eyes were slightly unfocused, and all his agitation vanished at that moment.
The first thought that came to mind was this, and that was the only thought that remained.
She still likes me after all.
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