"Protecting is one thing, but you shouldn't make such a sacrifice."
Jiu Mo frowned slightly, then gently placed his hand on Mo Shisheng's shoulder, "Let me..."
Before Jiu Mo could finish speaking, Mo Shisheng gently and forcefully tucked his hands behind his back.
Suddenly, her palm landed on Jiu Mo's left eye.
This sudden action stunned Jiu Mo, and by the time he reacted, it was too late.
A burning sensation came to his left eye, and Mo Shisheng's clear, soft voice rang in his ear.
"I don't blame you for being absent from my life. Now, you should make it up to your mother."
After saying that, Mo Shisheng smiled slightly, "Father, it's futile for you to resist. I know this method. As your blood relative, I can take your demonic eyes in my place."
"Mo Shisheng! I am your father, how could you..."
"So what if you're my father?"
Mo Shisheng gently interrupted Jiu Mo, "You just need to stay with your mother, and from now on..."
She paused abruptly, glanced lightly at the mirror in Jiu Mo's hand, and continued, "That mirror won't be needed anymore. Take care."
After speaking, Mo Shisheng withdrew her hand, the burning sensation in her palm spreading from her veins to her left eye.
She also took on the burden of Jiu Mo's demonic eyes, and her emotions and desires would no longer be suppressed.
But with this, it seems there are no regrets.
Having seemingly settled everything, Mo Shisheng couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, quietly accepting the fading of her emotions...
As she headed toward the divine realm, a metallic sweetness suddenly welled up in her throat.
With a "pfft," he vomited out a mouthful of black blood, chilling in the air.
She stared blankly at the black blood on the ground for a moment, then raised her hand and wiped it clean with the pad of her thumb. She couldn't help but curl her lips into a smile. The poison had taken effect so quickly...
"Oh, look who this is."
Shi Youmi's voice slowly drifted over from afar, her tone tinged with smugness and a hint of resentment that immediately alerted Mo Shisheng to her arrival.
"You actually transferred the poison from Jinheng's body to yourself, Mo Shisheng. Don't you know that each transfer of poison is more potent than the last?"
Seeing the mouthful of black blood that Mo Shisheng spat out, Shi Youmi couldn't help but feel a surge of joy in her eyes, "Or are you really courting death?"
"none of your business?"
Upon hearing this, Mo Shisheng lazily raised her eyes and glanced at Shi Youmi, "Or is it that you like to meddle in every little thing?"
"Mo Shisheng, even now you're still so stubborn, aren't you afraid of death?" Shi Youmi really couldn't stand Mo Shisheng's attitude, as if nothing could affect her.
It's infuriating to see.
"It's not like we haven't died before, what's there to be afraid of?"
Mo Shisheng chuckled again and asked Shi Youmi, "Don't you think so?"
"you!"
Shi Youmi was momentarily speechless, probably not expecting Mo Shisheng's response. She glared coldly at Mo Shisheng, "I hope you can still be this tough later!"
"..."
Mo Shisheng neither answered Shi Youmi's provocation nor intended to pay any further attention.
Anyway, at this point, all Shi Youmi can do is get a verbal advantage.
No, it seems that she can't even get a verbal advantage from Mo Shisheng.
Just as Mo Shisheng raised her eyes to glance at Shi Youmi, she discovered that Ming Beiya had actually been controlled by Bei Chen.
Ling Qi stood to the side.
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