Chapter 22

Chu Yusheng was in high spirits, and walked into the room with his nose almost turned up. He had just removed the bandage on his hand, and waited until the document about the replacement of the young master came down before he seemed to finally remember his savior and came to see him.

Chu Yusheng smiled as he pushed the door open and said, "I came at the right time. Isn't my cousin awake?"

The servant also realized that the person had indeed woken up, and the news still had to be reported to the elders. He stepped out, giving Chu Yusheng some space to speak.

There was a stool in the room, and Chu Yusheng didn't pull it away to sit down. He just put his hands behind his back, walked to the bed with his head held high, and looked at Chu Jinglan's shocked face.

Even though Xiao Mo had been feeding Chu Jinglan with second-grade elixirs for a few days, Chu Jinglan was still too weak and his face was pale. He was usually very cold, and now he was more like a real ice cube, except that the solid ice had turned into frost that could be broken with a pinch. It was nothing to be afraid of.

Chu Yusheng had no gratitude towards his savior in his heart. He did not hide his smug look and was extremely happy. Finally, it was his turn to step on Chu Jinglan's head.

Genius? Ha.

Useless person!

"Cousin, you just woke up, and I'm afraid no one has told you your physical condition. I care about you, remember everything, and I'll tell you."

Chu Jinglan was too lazy to even look at him, so he simply closed his eyes and took a nap.

Chu Yusheng thought he was just trying to evade the question, so he smiled even more. "Although the broken meridians have been reconnected, they are still blocked and difficult to pass. If there is spiritual energy to nourish and circulate them, it can be cured. But the most troublesome thing is that your Dantian is broken beyond repair. The Dantian cannot hold spiritual energy, so there is no cure."

"In your lifetime, you can only maintain the cultivation level of the initial stage of Qi training at best."

He couldn't wait to see Chu Jinglan's horrified expression. What would the proud son of heaven look like when he fell into the mire? Would he burst into tears or blame others? Would he cry helplessly or beg for mercy like a fool?

He looked over impatiently, staring at Chu Jinglan's face, unwilling to miss even the slightest expression on his face, but -

But Chu Jinglan showed no expression.

The smile on Chu Yusheng's face faded a little.

This is not what he thought.

Chu Jinglan was unmoved, but he became anxious instead.

Chu Yusheng: "Don't you want to say anything, cousin?"

Chu Jinglan seemed to have fallen asleep again, but Chu Yusheng knew he was awake.

"Say something, Chu Jinglan!"

He used to be so high and mighty, wasn't it all because of his cultivation? Now he is useless, useless, no different from an ant. Why doesn't he despair? How can he remain as indifferent as before!

"Also, the position of the young master is mine," Chu Yusheng racked his brains to think of something else that could provoke him, "Oh, yes, the Su family, the Su family is already discussing the cancellation of the engagement! Su Baimo will no longer be yours, how do you feel about that, Chu Jinglan!"

Chu Yusheng was anxious and irritated. He was acting crazy at the silent Chu Jinglan, not knowing that a pair of red eyes in the room had been staring at him for a long time.

Xiao Mo's dark eyes were completely covered with dark red, evil and beautiful. He stared at Chu Yusheng and suddenly spoke softly: "Chu Jinglan, how about I kill him for you?"

Chu was shocked to hear Chu Yusheng's nonsense for a long time without any movement, but he opened his eyes because of Xiao Mo's words and gave Chu Yusheng a look with his peripheral vision. He did not answer Xiao Mo, but only responded to Chu Yusheng's long and heart-wrenching words with one word: "Get lost."

Chu Yusheng's eyes turned red with anxiety, and he grabbed Chu Jinglan's shoulder and said, "Who do you think you are talking to? You are a useless person, Chu Jinglan. I am the future master of the Chu family!"

But just as his hand touched the quilt and before he could reach Chu Jinglan's shoulder, it was bounced away, as if someone had slapped him in the face with great force. Chu Yusheng was thrown back and staggered, stunned by the sudden change.

"What, what's going on!"

It’s Xiao Mo.

He opened Chu Yusheng's hand, leaving only a little red mark on Chu Yusheng's hand, but Xiao Mo's hand was burning. Xiao Mo frowned and looked down. His fair hand was directly burned into black mist, and he could not even maintain his shape.

Xiao Mo pursed his lips. Although he knew the rules prohibited him from hurting others, he didn't expect that a slap in the face would backfire so badly on him.

…It hurts so much.

Xiao Mo moved his wrist and condensed the black mist into fingers again. He said nothing, but when he put his hand down, his fingers trembled physiologically because of the pain.

Chu Jinglan saw it all, but said to Chu Yusheng: "The little protective seal I left behind is enough to deal with you, get lost."

Chu Yusheng held his reddened hands, looked around the room in doubt, and felt a chill down his spine. He could not help but back away a little bit: "Well, let's see how long you can keep your mouth shut!"

Chu Yusheng rolled away as if he was escaping. Xiao Mo's eyes were fixed on him: "I can help you kill him."

Chu Jinglan was shocked: "Your hand would hurt itself by just touching it?"

"With your body."

Xiao Mo turned his head, and Chu Jinglan saw his blood-red eyes clearly. The inner demon had no expression, but the words he said carried a natural power to seduce people: "If I possess you, I can exert the cultivation of Yuan Ying, which is more than enough to kill him."

Chu Jinglan clenched his hands tightly under the quilt. He stared at Xiao Mo's eyes without blinking and said sneerly: "I am now a waste shell. What's the point of you taking my body?"

I don't know whether I am mocking my inner demon or myself.

Xiao Mo's expression froze: "I told you it's not taking possession, it's possession."

To seize possession is to destroy the consciousness of the original body. When the inner demon and the exorcist shell are completely integrated, the cultivation will become consistent with the original body, refining the original body into one's own demon body, and changing from a spirit body to a real person.

Possession means occupation. The inner demon pushes the original body's consciousness into a corner, but does not eliminate it. The two coexist. At this time, the inner demon can use the original body as a medium to temporarily infuse its own spiritual power into the Dantian and display its own abilities.

The demons are different from the magic cultivators. The spiritual power they have accumulated can be used even if it is not transformed into magic energy, it just affects the power.

However, if the inner demon forcibly seizes the body, it will cause considerable damage to the original spirit and body. Unless the original consciousness voluntarily gives in, otherwise every fight with the shell will be a lose-lose situation no matter who takes over the body.

Chu Jinglan clearly knew the difference, but still said that. Xiao Mo tensed up completely.

Chu Jinglan was shocked: "I can't let others control my body."

Even if he is useless and disabled, at least he is still himself. If even his body is controlled by others, then what is he? Isn't he just a lonely soul who should not be able to linger in this world for a moment?

It is harder to get a defensive person to hand you over easily than to kill him with a sword.

Xiao Mo clenched his fists and said, "It's not just Chu Yusheng who treats you like this. You should have guessed the attitude of the entire Chu family. They use you with both kindness and force, and when you are no longer useful, they discard you like a worn-out shoe. They treat you like this, aren't you angry?"

Chu Yusheng just rushed in and said those words, which would make others' blood pressure drop to 180%. Could the person concerned really have no reaction at all?

"Why aren't you angry?"

Chu Yusheng had just barked for a long time and Chu Jinglan didn't want to say a word, but when Xiao Mo asked the second time, Chu Jinglan's hands under the quilt were already bleeding.

He took a deep breath, his chest hurting as if a bellows was broken. He struggled to raise his head slightly, his eyes bloodshot, and he looked at Xiao Mo coldly and suppressedly: "What if you are angry?"

The dark red light in Xiao Mo's eyes followed his words: "Go and get revenge, go and avenge your hatred! Why should you suffer? If you can't do it, I'll do it. Give me your body, it's my turn!"

"I said, I will not let my inner demons control me."

Chu Jinglan struggled so hard that sweat started to form on his forehead, but he sneered, "Don't even think about trying to induce a mental breakdown and then completely control me."

"I didn't!" Xiao Mo felt that this was unreasonable and got angry, "I said I wouldn't take it away!"

"Believe in a demon who was born to kill me?" Chu Jinglan coughed and laughed, "Believe in you for my own good. Do I need a demon to help me?"

He deliberately emphasized the word "heart demon". Xiao Mo grabbed his collar angrily and said, "Chu Jinglan!"

The moment Chu Jinglan was lifted up by Xiao Mo, the suppressed emotions in his chest finally reached their peak and burst out uncontrollably: "What's so good about the body of a useless person?"

The birds outside the house seemed to be frightened by the roar and fled in a hurry, flapping their wings. The calmness and tranquility were nothing but a lie, but they had no choice. This was the true feeling that had been hidden under the mask for years and had nowhere to vent.

Xiao Mo grabbed his collar, too close to him, and saw clearly the shattered frost and snow, the rolling magma below, and his shattered but remaining pride.

Chu Jinglan woke up in shock, but he never asked himself whether he had really become a useless person. He didn't look for a definite answer from others, but that didn't mean he didn't care.

Chu Jinglan felt worse than anyone else.

A strand of Xiao Mo's hair fell beside Chu Jinglan's ear. For a moment, the only sounds in the room were Chu Jinglan's difficult and heavy breathing, and the cough that was stuck in his throat.

"I thought you were keeping everything to yourself and hurt yourself to death." The anger on Xiao Mo's face disappeared, and he said softly, "Can't you just say it out loud?"

Xiao Mo loosened his grip and put him down gently.

As soon as his back touched the bed, Chu Jinglan couldn't stop coughing. He coughed so loudly that the earth shook. Xiao Mo squatted on the ground beside his bed with his knees hugged, his back against the bed, leaving Chu Jinglan with only a quiet back.

After a while, Chu Jinglan's coughing slowly stopped. His already limited strength was almost completely used up by his coughing. He lay on the couch, staring blankly at the beams of the house, and spent half a while calming his breathing.

I don't know how much time had passed before two faint voices rang out in the room at the same time.

Xiao Mo/Chu Jinglan: "…I'm sorry."

Their eyelids twitched, and they shut their mouths at the same time.

This kind of situation has happened before. How come they always have such a tacit understanding in strange places?

Chu Jinglan wanted to raise his hands to cover his eyes, but he could only move his fingers and could not move his whole arm. He was forced to accept the dazzling light: "...What are you apologizing for?"

"My tone was a little harsh when I provoked you."

Xiao Mo provoked Chu Jinglan to talk just now because he saw Chu Jinglan's forced expression and knew that he must be suppressing the pain and hatred in his heart, so he wanted to give Chu Jinglan an outlet to vent, but as he spoke, his own emotions also got a little bit out of control.

After all, he is only seventeen years old. He is not some experienced old man. How can he be able to handle everything with ease?

Xiao Mo crossed his arms and clenched his fingers again and again: "I just wanted to do something...what are you apologizing for?"

The light shone on the ink-black hem of Xiao Mo's clothes. Chu Jinglan recalled every move of Xiao Mo that he saw after closing his eyes, the look in his eyes when he looked at Chu Yusheng, and even more the little moments they had spent together up to that point. He was silent for a very long time, so long that Xiao Mo thought he would not answer, and then Chu Jinglan's voice came from behind him.

"...You seemed to be really worried about me, so I was sorry for what I said just now. I really couldn't control myself."

Xiao Mo widened his eyes slightly, and at the same time, an indescribable feeling of grievance and relief rushed into his heart, causing his shoulders to tremble.

He knew the identities of both of them, knew the gap between his inner demons and his true self, and kept reminding himself that no matter how much Chu Jinglan hated him, it was justified.

But the human heart is the most unpredictable. You may deceive yourself, but when you are with someone day and night, open your heart to him or her, and have a period of relaxed and happy days, if in the end you only receive murderous intent and vigilance, it would be a lie to say that you are not disheartened.

Xiao Mo hugged his knees and snorted softly: "Who cares about you? Anyway, I am a devil with great sins."

Chu Jinglan actually heard a bit of grievance and a bit of complaint in it, the kind of small complaints that only close people could express.

Amid the devastation, he actually wanted to laugh, but unfortunately, he couldn't.

It hurts. It hurts everywhere. My body hurts and my heart hurts.

Yes, he is useless, so others dare to look down on him, dare to take advantage of the opportunity to add insult to injury, and anyone can step on him.

Chu Jinglan slowly loosened his clenched hands under the quilt: Even if he was a useless man, he still had to live.

If you never recover from this, others will be the ones making fun of you, but you will be the one in hell.

Xiao Mo provoked Chu Jinglan to let out his anger. Although his heart was still bleeding, he finally forced himself to move forward and think normally: "How long have I slept?"

"Seven days."

Chu Jinglan took a deep breath and almost started coughing again: "I, cough, my mother..."

"She is not seriously ill for the time being. We have enough medicine in the hospital. The Chu family is going crazy because of you. No one is thinking about her. She has a maid who is following her closely. Your mother has not heard any news about you yet."

Chu Jinglan narrowed his eyes slightly. Xiao Mo knew what his expression was without turning his head. He gently rested his chin on his knees and said, "I am now within a 20-mile radius. I knew you must be thinking about her, so I went to see her."

Chu Jinglan's anxious heart finally relaxed a little.

"……Thank you."

"...I don't need your thanks."

Xiao Mo didn't say this out of anger. He just felt that he had done nothing and didn't deserve Chu Jinglan's thanks.

The red light in Xiao Mo's eyes faded, and his clear eyes returned to normal. When he was most angry, he thought about giving up, but he also knew that the villain like Chu Yusheng could survive because his surname was Chu. Xiao Mo was only in the early Yuanying stage, but the Chu family had two elders in the early Yuanying stage and one in the middle Yuanying stage. He could kill Chu Yusheng, but he could not kill the elders.

The reason Chu Jinglan has been able to endure until today is because of the restrictions that the Chu family placed on his mother.

But Chu Lan's shocked mother, Wanyu, is about to...

Xiao Mo's clothes were pulled so hard that wrinkles appeared.

In the past few days, he actually made the decision to save Wanyu. Even though the system kept telling him to do so, he still wanted to give it a try.

He saw Chu Jinglan lying there lifeless, and Xiao Mo had to admit that he really couldn't bear to watch it any longer.

Why did Chu Jinglan have to be tortured like this, time and again? Does human growth have to be so tragic?

But he had made up his mind, but he hit a wall with Wanyu's plot.

No matter how he calculated it, it was a dead end.

Because Wanyu was determined to die.

Even if Chu Jinglan agreed to let him possess her and kill Wanyu, an important character in the plot, it would not change Wanyu's heart.

Xiao Mo realized in his helplessness that what the system said was right.

So he didn't want Chu Jinglan's thanks. Now he could only give Chu Jinglan some medicine and talk to him. What could he save?

Xiao Mo closed his eyes tightly, trying not to think about Wanyu for the moment, and asked in a muffled voice: "What are you going to do in the future?"

Chu Jinglan had no energy, but he suddenly wanted to talk, so he slowly told Xiao Mo: "The Chu family would not let me die of illness if they have dignity. Even if the medicine is reduced to one meal a day, they will still give me some. And I, cough, I..."

He did not say the next word for a long time. After a long struggle, he slowly continued: "...After I am dead, no one will try to assassinate me. Even Chu Yusheng would rather see me suffer while I am alive. Living is worse than death. I have no worries about my life for the time being."

He also knew that some people would definitely blame him for failing to save everyone, but even if they found trouble with him, they would not kill him at his master's house for a while.

Xiao Mo just listened and felt his heart aching again. Even if his hand hurt just now, he should have slapped Chu Yusheng twice more.

Chu Jinglan knew people's hearts well, so he saw everything clearly. What he described was exactly the same as the Chu family's plan.

"I'm useless. They don't need to restrain my mother. Although it's far from what I planned, at least I can take her away. I'll think of a way to take her medication every day."

Wanyu's daily medication is a huge expense, not something most people can afford. Xiao Mo was terrified when he heard him mention his mother. He finally couldn't help but turned around, his fingers against the bed, and his voice was almost unsteady: "What if she doesn't want to go with you?"

"Are you worried that she is not conscious and won't come with me?" Chu Jinglan's thoughts wandered. "That's not a problem. I can take her away."

Xiao Mo opened his mouth but couldn't say anything, and slowly turned around.

"Let's go to Weicheng first. As for me, of course no one wants to be a useless person forever. I have to think of a solution. If I have tried every possible way and still can't cure it, then I will talk about it later."

Xiao Mo knew that as long as there was a chance, Chu Jinglan would spend his entire life looking for a way to recover his cultivation and would never give up. That was the kind of person he was.

Chu Jinglan slowly moved his gaze to the inner demon who was facing away from him and seemed to be still sulking. Although his voice was as calm as usual, it was no longer a cold spring in winter, but just a pool of clear water: "If I really can't get better, what will you do?"

Of course you will get better, Xiao Mo thought. There is no situation where you cannot get better, so the assumption is not valid.

"I don't know." Xiao Mo said, "You are already taking one step at a time and watching the situation. I will naturally follow you and watch the situation as you go."

Chu Jinglan was shocked to find that the inner demon might really not care about the shell of its original body, and really never intended to give it up, and...it didn't care whether the inner demon itself would disappear or not.

He is so open-minded that he doesn't seem like a demon at all.

Fortunately, he had such a personality, so Chu Jinglan never saw any sympathy or sigh towards him in his eyes.

That's good.

He doesn't need any mercy.

Xiao Mo looked at the sky and said, "You are not feeling well yet. Take some rest. Sleep will help your body recover."

Chu Jinglan hummed, turned sideways, closed his eyes, and said to Xiao Mo, "Sorry."

Xiao Mo pulled the quilt over him and said, "Go to sleep!"

Chu Jinglan no longer tried to hold on and closed his eyes in the warmth of the quilt.

This time I slept much more soundly than before.

*

When the news of Chu Jinglan's awakening was reported by the servants, the head elder of the family just said indifferently and told him to have a good rest, and never set foot in his yard.

Chu Xiaoshi had some medicines delivered. People from other families who were rescued by Chu Jinglan had to give gifts out of courtesy, but the good things were withheld by the Chu family. They only gave some medicinal herbs to his courtyard as a token of their appreciation.

Xiao Mo continued to use the medicine that he had exchanged from the mall for Chu Jinglan for two more days. He stopped after the second-grade elixir had no effect as he still needed to heal his injuries.

Chu Jinglan spent most of the points. The system was sighing. The frugal host ended up using the points to benefit others. Xiao Mo just said, "The points were earned from him. Give them to him. Just use them."

When Xiao Mo saw that the servants dared to withhold the medicinal materials, he took some of the medicine and put it into the package. These things should have originally belonged to Chu Jinglan, so Xiao Mo's behavior could not be considered stealing. He just snatched them back from them.

Three days later, Chu Jinglan was able to sit up with difficulty, but was unable to walk. He was anxious to regain his mobility so that he could make arrangements for his mother's affairs. He meditated and regulated his breathing, but his dantian was now like an hourglass. Even if he gathered spiritual power from the surroundings, he could not retain it. Instead, he felt severe pain all over his body due to the stagnation of his meridians.

Spending twenty times or even more time than before only achieves a breathing effect that is 10% less than before, with little result.

But since there is an effect, even if it is only a little, Chu Jinglan is willing to persevere.

Xiao Mo looked at him sweating all over and tried to cast a cleansing spell on him.

Fortunately, the inner demon was not restricted in what it could do to the main body, and it succeeded easily. Chu Jinglan felt refreshed and opened his mouth to say something to Xiao Mo, but was immediately interrupted by Xiao Mo: "Don't say thank you to me."

Chu Jinglan then shut up and just looked at him.

Xiao Mo felt uncomfortable being stared at, so he simply climbed out of the window and went out to the yard to get some fresh air.

On the morning of the sixth day after Chu Jinglan woke up, two servants came in with clothes, preparing to go out. Xiao Mo and Chu Jinglan frowned at the same time.

There was no respect in the servant's words, but there was a hint of teasing in his eyes, as if he was waiting for a good show: "Young Master, the Su family is here to cancel the engagement."

Chu Jinglan saw through their expressions completely and said coldly, "Retreat if you want. I understand."

This matter was completely within his expectations and did not cause any disturbance at all.

The servant did not let him go: "But Master, today the Su family came to formally cancel the engagement, and the head of the family said that you must be present no matter what, so we asked you to change your clothes so that you can go to the front hall to meet them."

Xiao Mo clenched the flute in his hand instantly. The original novel would not describe these scenes in detail. Regarding the broken engagement plot, Chu Jinglan had already appeared in the living room at the beginning. Now it was known that Chu Jinglan could not even get out of bed and was forced to go. It was clearly a humiliation!

After the attendant holding the clothes finished speaking, another attendant pushed a wheelchair over and said, "Young Master, it's getting late. Please hurry up. If you delay, I'm afraid the head of the family will be unhappy."

Chu Jinglan stared at the wheelchair and suddenly smiled: "Okay."

His smile did not extend to his eyes, which were cold and sarcastic.

Xiao Mo's eyes were red again: "They did it on purpose."

Chu Jinglan: "If they want to see it, just show it to them."

It was a joke to see the proud son of heaven fall into the quagmire and the genius become a useless person, but his Chu Jinglan's joke was not so pretty.

Xiao Mo knew that Chu Jinglan would settle these debts with the Chu family later, but at this moment, Chu Jinglan was indeed isolated and helpless.

Xiao Mo: "I'll go with you."

Let him also take a look at those people's faces and see what kind of gazes Chu Jinglan will be overwhelmed by.

Oh, by the way, Su Baimo will be here too.

Want to use a tear to make Chu Jinglan remember him for the rest of his life?

Xiao Mo's fingers gently stroked the bamboo flute, his eyes lowered, the dark red in his eyes was light and thin——

Is he worthy?

Others couldn't see Xiao Mo's figure, so Chu Jinglan never spoke to him in front of others, lest people think he was talking to the air and was either stupid or crazy.

But when he gave Xiao Mo a reply just now, he did not avoid the servants.

When Chu Jinglan said this, the servants thought he was talking to himself. The man who was sorting his clothes looked up subconsciously, but met Chu Jinglan's dark and frosty eyes, as dark as thousands of years of accumulated snow, and as dark as the abyss.

The attendant felt as if he had suddenly fallen into a cold pond. His whole body was chilled, and his teeth and fingers began to tremble violently. One of his hands was so trembling that he tied his belt incorrectly.

Just now, he was still thinking about a useless young master who only had the ability to let everyone see a good show. What kind of master is this? He is not even as good as his servants.

But a look from Chu Jinglan was enough to silence him.

Chu Jinglan stared at him with his dark and deep eyes: "Why, do you want me to teach you how to tie it?"

The attendant lowered his head in panic: "I dare not, I dare not..."

He packed up quickly and wanted to help Chu Jinglan onto the wheelchair, but Chu Jinglan dodged the servant's hand and forced herself to move from the bed to the wheelchair.

A pair of hands invisible to others supported him, cold but steady and real.

It’s Xiao Mo.

Chu Jinglan did not refuse these hands and, with the help of Xiao Mo, sat on the wheelchair.

Xiao Mo accompanied him out of the lifeless house.

The Chu family hall was extremely lively at this moment. The Su family came to cancel the engagement. The head of the Chu family, the elders, and the leaders of several other families were all here. Except for the second branch, where Chu Jinglan's parents were not present, all the direct descendants were present.

Chu Yusheng sat in the first chair among the younger generation, looking at Su Baimo from time to time, with uncontrollable anticipation on his face.

This time, not only did Chu Jinglan break off the engagement, but his family also wanted to help him win over Su Baimo.

No one wants to miss out on Su Baimo's extraordinary physique.

Therefore, even though the Su family came to cancel the engagement, the Chu family was polite and the scene was harmonious.

In such a friendly atmosphere, the servant appeared in the hall pushing Chu Jinglan's wheelchair.

As soon as he appeared, everyone's eyes were immediately focused on him.

I don't know what the person who ordered the preparation of clothes was thinking. Today Chu Jinglan was wearing a black dress. The bright red color symbolizes happiness and good luck, but at this moment it only made the patient's face look even paler, as if he was shattered into pieces, barely pieced together into a skeleton.

Chu Jinglan looks good in anything, but on the day of breaking off the engagement, he wore red. The former genius came out in a wheelchair, and many people had a flash of ridicule in their eyes.

Su Baimo's face was filled with sorrow, and he seemed to want to come to his side immediately, but was stopped by Su's family.

Chu Jinglan was unable to move, and did not even want to do the perfunctory greetings. After entering the house, he did not say anything. The head of the family was too lazy to bother and went straight to the point: "Jinglan, your cultivation has declined greatly and it is difficult for you to gain a foothold. It is really bad to delay Master Su. The Su family is canceling the engagement today. It is understandable. The engagement letter is taken back. Here is the cancellation letter. Just write your name on it."

Xiao Mo almost laughed out loud. What a high-sounding statement. He was considering the Su family. But what about Chu Jinglan?

It was okay to cancel the engagement, but he had to let the injured and sick person appear in front of them. Xiao Mo could not think of any other reason except that he wanted to humiliate Chu Jinglan's last bit of dignity.

The dark red light in his eyes reappeared as he looked at this group of hideous people one by one, taking in their faces clearly.

The servant brought the writing brush and the letter of divorce. Chu Jinglan hadn't said a word since he appeared. He picked up the pen and wrote with a calm expression, without any reluctance or hesitation.

It's just that he didn't have much strength in his hands, so he wrote very lightly, but fortunately he didn't tremble, and wrote the three words "楚皚瀾" smoothly.

Seeing that he did not make any noise or trouble, the owner of the house thought that it was a good thing that he was tactful and saved a lot of trouble.

Xiao Mo lowered his eyes and looked at Chu Jinglan's handwriting. It was not as sharp as before, but still sharp and aggressive, like pine and cypress, which could not be broken by wind and rain.

Someone in the hall chuckled and said in a voice that he thought was low but that everyone else could hear: "Fortunately, you have self-awareness."

Xiao Mo raised his eyes coldly and looked at the person who was speaking.

The people around that person laughed along with him. Xiao Mo's eyes just moved slightly when he suddenly heard Chu Jinglan's voice in his ears.

[Very noisy]

[Oh, people are cold-hearted, that's all]

[Fortunately, no one disturbed my mother]

After hearing the first two sentences, Xiao Mo didn't think anything was unusual, but soon, Chu Jinglan's voice poured into his mind continuously, at an incredibly fast speed, one sentence after another, even overlapping. It was more like thoughts than sounds, with no coherence, coming one after another, quickly drowning him like a tide.

Xiao Mo was shocked to find that Chu Jinglan didn't even say a word!

The voice of the heart, what I heard was Chu Jinglan’s voice?

[We have to find a way to get the Chu family to remove the restrictions on my mother]

All of Chu Jinglan's thoughts were exposed in Xiao Mo's mind, but Xiao Mo was not surprised, only panicked. He was at a loss as to what to do to stop it. In a hurry, Xiao Mo found a point in his floating sea of ​​consciousness. He immediately pressed it like a button -

The voice that had nearly drowned his mind disappeared.

Xiao Mo slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

Maybe some people think that being able to hear other people's thoughts is a great ability, but when other people's chaotic thoughts keep pouring into your head without any explanation, it's a good thing you don't go crazy, the feeling is really hard to describe.

Fortunately, Xiao Mo was still able to control himself and cut off this one-sided connection.

"System," Xiao Mo roughly knew where the source came from, "Is the reason I can hear his thoughts because the gap between our current cultivation levels is too great?"

The system knew that the host had been in a bad mood these days. Unless the host called him, he would stay in his nest quietly. At this time, he immediately responded: "Yes, as long as you are willing, Chu Jinglan's thoughts can be opened to you at any time, and he will not be able to find out until his cultivation level catches up."

It is not necessary to use this ability all the time. Xiao Mo has no intention of using this ability for the time being, but his brain works quickly and he can't help but think: "If Chu Jinglan's cultivation is higher than mine, can he also eavesdrop on my thoughts?"

The system explained to him: "If the difference in your cultivation levels is not too big, it would be very easy for the main body to eavesdrop on your thoughts."

"On the contrary, the inner demon needs to be more secretive when listening to the original body's thoughts. But when his cultivation and consciousness are stable, he can also cut off the heart sound like you just did."

I see. It is still the natural advantage of the inner demon. The inner demon's abilities are all specifically targeted at the original body. Otherwise, they are natural enemies. If these abilities were also useful to others, Xiao Mo would have overthrown the Chu family long ago.

Chu Jinglan was unaware of the communication between his inner demon and the system. He finished writing the letter of withdrawal, put down his pen, and finally said the first sentence: "If there is nothing else, I will go back to my room."

The head of the family frowned. Chu Jinglan did not greet the elders when he entered the house. He had already been lenient with him once. Now he wanted to leave with a cold face, which showed that he did not take the person sitting at the table seriously.

He was about to reprimand her, but Chu Yusheng interrupted him, saying, "Don't panic, cousin. We are going to discuss my engagement with Bai Mo. As a member of the Chu family, you should listen to the marriage of the two young masters."

Chu Jinglan looked listless, and Su Baimo was shocked by what she heard. She suddenly shook off the hands of her family members, rushed to Chu Jinglan's wheelchair, and started crying.

Tears flowed down his face and he choked with sobs.

"Brother Jinglan, I don't want to do this. I don't want to cancel the engagement with you, but I can't make the decision. They are forcing me to give up on you!"

Su Baimo's face was wet with tears, and she cried so pitifully: "But, but I believe in you, I believe you can recover your cultivation, Brother Jinglan, I will wait for you, no matter how long it takes!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's faces changed immediately. Chu Yusheng's face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot. What did Su Baimo mean by saying this?

The people in the Su family just exchanged glances with each other, without saying anything, but in their hearts they praised Su Baimo for his intelligence.

They simply looked down upon Chu Yusheng's cultivation and did not want to arrange a marriage. After Su Baimo said this, even if the head of the Chu family mentioned marriage later, they could pretend to be concerned about their own child and respect his choice, thus rejecting Chu Yusheng.

As for waiting for Chu Jinglan? Isn't it up to them to decide whether to wait or not?

The Chu family's elder said solemnly: "Bai Mo, you are still young, so don't say such nonsense."

The Su family covered their faces and said, "Alas, the child has grown up and has his own worries. I am moved by his friendship. Our Baimo is so caring."

The two sides started to act.

Chu Jinglan was clearly the one who started everything today, but he seemed to be out of it, far away in the clouds, watching this farce with his eyes downcast.

Those around him who once envied him or hated him now showed him condescending pity, ridicule, and some were eager to watch.

Every inch of his bones became a topic of conversation for them.

And there was Su Baimo, the only one who shed tears.

For whom were his tears shed?

Is it for Chu Jinglan, or for Su Baimo himself?

Chu Jinglan looked towards Su Baimo's face, but just as he raised his eyes, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him, blocking his eyes.

Su Baimo was three steps away from him, while Xiao Mo stood in front of him.

Those disgusting glances and furtive whispers seemed to be blocked outside the deep pool by this willow-like figure. The deep and quiet flowing water wrapped the driftwood, and he was the piece of driftwood that was lifted up and wrapped.

All the dirty and evil thoughts were suppressed by Xiao Mo, leaving Chu Jinglan undisturbed.

Chu Jinglan's eyes couldn't help but move.

Ever since Wanyu became insane and the young Chu Jinglan lost his only protection, he never thought that anyone would stand in his way.

He thought that no matter what the weather was, he should bear it all by himself and it was only natural.

He was originally walking in the mud and had lost his cultivation. The rotten fish and shrimps that had been coveting him for a long time seized the opportunity and threw everything at him, wishing they could bury him on the spot and let him rot in the mud.

But someone actually wanted to help him clear the mud.

The coldness on Chu Jinglan's lips condensed at the end of winter, but in the back of Xiao Mo, it turned into the freshness of early spring.

Su Baimo saw his expression with tears in her eyes and stood there in disbelief.

...Chu Jinglan smiled at him?

Xiao Mo was staring at Su Baimo's every move with a frosty face. When he saw Su Baimo suddenly froze, he frowned: Has she cried too much and become stupid?

No, that's not right, more like seeing something.

Xiao Mo stood here, blocking Chu Jinglan from looking at Su Baimo, but it did not affect Su Baimo from looking at Chu Jinglan. His silly look was probably related to Chu Jinglan.

The original novel made this tearful scene too dramatic. Xiao Mo's heart skipped a beat, his lips tightened, and he immediately turned around, fearing that he would really be drenched in tears.

When he turned around, he happened to meet Chu Jinglan's surprised gaze.

There was no Su Baimo in Chu Jinglan's eyes, only an indifferent inner demon standing in front of him.

Xiao Mo seemed to catch a hint of the lingering breeze at the corner of his eyes, but it was so faint that it seemed like an illusion.

He heard Chu Jinglan say, "Let's go."

What does Chu Yusheng or Su Baimo have to do with them?

Xiao Mo looked at Chu Jinglan slowly for a while, not missing any expression, but he searched everywhere and could not find any clues to prove that Su Baimo's tears fell into Chu Jinglan's heart.

It can’t be proven, so it doesn’t exist?

This is the source of Chu Jinglan's emotional line that readers found out by reading through the original novel. Xiao Mo was not very reassured. He glanced at Su Baimo and then stared at Chu Jinglan's reaction.

Chu Jinglan didn't know what Xiao Mo was doing, but he waited quietly for Xiao Mo's response.

Su Baimo's heart skipped a beat because of the fleeting smile that Chu Jinglan just showed.

Chu Jinglan was the most handsome man he had ever seen, but he was always like the moon on a mountain, out of reach. He had never smiled at him like this before. At that moment just now, it was as if a fairy had descended to earth and he could finally touch her.

Su Baimo's heart was beating like a drum. Was it because of me?

What he said just now was not entirely false. There was one thing that was true, which was that if Chu Jinglan could really recover his cultivation, he would be willing to continue with Chu Jinglan.

People like Chu Yusheng are not even a match for Chu Jinglan.

But he wouldn't be stupid enough to just wait for Chu Jinglan.

Chu Jinglan can't protect him for the time being, so he has to find a place to shelter himself. There's nothing wrong with that, and I'm sure everyone can understand it.

Su Baimo thought Chu Jinglan was showing goodwill to him, and a secret joy rose in his heart. He couldn't help but take another step forward, but at this distance, he found something inconsistent.

Chu Jinglan's gaze didn't seem to be directed at him.

But there is only me in front of him?

When Xiao Mo saw Su Baimo approaching, his eyelids twitched, and he stopped studying and immediately said to Chu Jinglan, "Okay, let's go."

Don't give Su Baimo the chance to get close.

Chu Jinglan waited for his response and turned his wheelchair towards the door. Before the servants could react, Xiao Mo held onto the armrest behind him, lending Chu Jinglan strength and pushing him forward.

The Chu and Su families were competing against each other in the hall. No one cared about Chu Jinglan's departure. Only Su Baimo was stunned. He ran out and shouted after him, "Brother Jinglan!"

Chu Jinglan didn't look back.

However, Xiao Mo turned around and took a look, and saw Su Baimo's face was full of confusion, with tears still hanging on his cheeks, looking fragile and innocent.

Su Baimo doesn't understand the path he has chosen and will lose many important things.

Xiao Mo raised his fingertips, and a few wisps of black mist passed over Su Baimo, slipped into the hall, and entangled several members of the Chu family.

It's not a damaging move, just a mark.

Xiao Mo smelled a pleasant scent on these people, a scent that only the inner demons could smell.

He can't kill them for now, but he has to make use of them to some extent. He will go to "visit" them later.

There is no need to tell Chu Jinglan about this.

A secret blood-red flashed in Xiao Mo's eyes. He turned around slowly, and the man and the demon left the noise and bustle in the hall behind them and walked away slowly.