The Rebirth of the National Goddess

Chu Jin smiled slightly, his eyelashes fluttered slightly, and the slender eyelashes cast a light shadow, a cold light appeared in the bottom of his eyes, and the laziness and joking intentions on his face faded instantly, replaced by a very serious look.

Pursing her red lips lightly, she just looked at Ah Zi like this, without saying a word.

An overwhelming aura erupted all over his body.

Ah Zi had never seen Chu Jin like this.

For such a strange Chu Jin, her eyes seemed to be ice-cold, with full penetrating power.

Even without saying anything, it can make people shudder.

Ah Zi shrunk her neck subconsciously, such brother Jin is too scary!

"Brother Jin, don't look at me like this, I'm afraid..." Ah Zi's voice was small, with some trills.

He was really a little scared.

Chu Jin covered his mouth and yawned softly. When he raised his eyes again, his lazy look had returned to his eyes, as if it was just an illusion, and his tone was light, "What are you afraid of? You didn't do anything wrong." , I went to sleep, I was so sleepy."

After the words fell, the consciousness left Zilei's space.

Azi with a confused face was left behind: "..."

Brother Jin like this is too wrong!

During the 10 days he was away, something must have happened.

The spicy chicken system on the side was already trembling in the wind.

Everything has nothing to do with it! of

Coming out of the space, it was already past three o'clock in the morning.

Chu Jin, who was very sleepy at first, couldn't fall asleep at this time, staring at the ceiling with dark eyes surging in his clear eyes.

Judging from Ah Zi's reaction just now, he must have some secrets to keep from him.

Is it related to the ancient harp, or is it related to the way of heaven?

It seems that being able to live a new life is not as simple as Ah Zi said.

Mysterious and mysterious.

The mist is getting thicker and thicker, covering the door of truth. When you finally find the door, you find that the door is locked.

No one can open it.

However, no matter what price she has to pay, she will have revenge!

At this moment, the cell phone beside the pillow turned on.

Chu Jin didn't feel sleepy at all, so he quickly picked up the phone, it was a text message from Mo Zhixuan.

[Is the food Mrs. Zhang cooked to your liking? ]

Dai's eyebrows were slightly relaxed, she tapped the screen a few times with her white fingertips, and quickly edited a few words, [I like it very much. ]

The man on the other side of the screen didn't expect her to reply the text message so quickly. At this moment, his stern brows furrowed slightly.

[why are not you sleeping? ]

Chu Jin narrowed his eyes slightly, and the faint light from the mobile phone screen shone on that clear face, shining like jade.

[Sleep immediately! ]

Soon there were two words sent over there, [Good night. ]

Very simple two words, just like his whole person, aloof and cold.

Chu Jin raised the corner of his mouth, [Good night, Papa Mo. ]

Putting away the phone, the originally depressed mood suddenly became brighter. The text he sent seemed to have some kind of calming effect.

Chu Jin looked at the ceiling, slowly lost his mind, and soon fell asleep.

Country M.

In a certain mysterious castle.

The golden sun shines on the earth, and the walls of the castle are covered with bright red roses.

The breeze is frivolous, bringing bursts of fragrance, which makes people feel refreshed.

The blue sky, white clouds and breeze are just right.

"Jiuye, I've already caught him, what should we do now?" In a room in the castle, a blond man with tight body bent over respectfully and asked the man sitting in front of the desk.

He sat behind the large desk, his thin and cool lips were almost pursed into a line, showing some chill, he looked down at the phone, a little lost in thought, his sharp facial features were hidden under the light, which made people feel unconsciously. He put two labels on it, expensive and cold.

Hearing this, he slowly put away his phone, raised his eyes to look at the person who came, revealing a pair of deep eyes, "Have you explained Luo Tian's whereabouts?"

His tone was low, and every word was stained with ice.

It can be heard that he is in a very bad mood now.

When the blond man heard this, his legs trembled a little. Facing this Ninth Master, he was always very apprehensive, for fear that he would make him unhappy and lose his life.

Especially when Master Jiu was in a bad mood.

"He has exhausted all his tricks, and he still refuses to reveal Luo Tian's real whereabouts." When he said this, cold sweat broke out in the palms of the blond man with closed eyes.

"Don't say it? Chop it up and feed it to the dog." He spat out these few words lightly, a cold arc was drawn at the corner of the man's mouth, and there was undisguised cruelty and bloodyness in the bottom of his deep eyes, a slightly raised Danfeng The eyes are stern and delicate, with dignity and elegance.

Like a king looking down on the world.

People subconsciously surrender to their feet.

"...Yes." Hearing this answer, the blond man with closed eyes was not surprised, but heaved a sigh of relief quietly. Fortunately, Master Jiu didn't take his anger out on him.

Obviously, chopping people up and feeding them to dogs happens quite often.

After reporting his work, the blond man was about to turn around and leave when a deep voice came from behind, "Sean."

"Jiuye," Xiao En paused and said respectfully, "Do you have any orders?"

Mo Zhixuan's eyes narrowed slightly, "How long have you been following me?"

Although he was a little curious as to why Lord Jiu would ask such a question, Xiao En still answered rigorously, "Twenty years."

"Then am I already old?" A deep voice sounded again.

Sean froze for a moment, what's the problem?

How could Jiu Ye, who was always as deep as the sea, ask such a question.

People like Master Jiu also care about their biological age?

"Not old, Ninth Master, you are not old at all."

Xiao En's words were not against his will at all. Although he didn't know Jiu Ye's real age, but Jiu Ye's appearance had been the same for twenty years, and that cold and unparalleled appearance would fascinate many little girls.

Not old?

If she was really not old, why would she call herself 'Papa Mo' over and over again?

Mo Zhixuan's eyes were so deep that people couldn't see his true emotions clearly. After a while, he slowly raised his eyes, and then said, "The Zhao family can go bankrupt. Remember to keep your hands and feet clean. These few days Remember to pay attention to Zhao Yiling's movements."

Once the Zhao family goes bankrupt, Luo Tian will definitely not be able to sit still.

Sean adjusted his glasses, "Okay, I see, do you have any other orders?"

"No more, let's go down."

"Yes." Sean took a few steps back, walked out of the room, and closed the door respectfully.

the capital.

The second day is Saturday.

Chu Jin had already made an appointment with Little Lolita, and took her to the amusement park at 11 am.

It was 7 o'clock in the morning. Since she hadn't been to the hospital for a while, after Chu Jin went out, she hailed a taxi and rushed towards the hospital.

Although Zhao Xian is not her biological mother, she is also the biological mother of her predecessor. Since she now occupies the body of her predecessor, as a child, one must always show some filial piety.

When passing by the flower shop, Chu Jin specially picked out a bouquet of flowers before heading to the inpatient department.

VIP ward.

Except for Zhao Xian who was lying on the bed, there was no one else in the ward, and the nurse might have gone out for something.

Chu Jin went straight to the bed and placed the flowers on the bedside table. In the lifeless ward, there was a sense of vitality added to the bouquet of beautifully colored flowers.

But the smell in the air was not pleasant. Apart from the smell of disinfectant, there was also a bit of peculiar smell.

Chu Jin frowned slightly, picked up the remote control, turned off the air conditioner, then walked to the window, and opened the window. There was already a thick layer of dust on the handle of the window, presumably it hadn't been opened for a long time.

It was early in the morning, when the window was opened, and a cool wind poured in from the window.

The breeze messed up the hair, and also washed away the smell of disinfectant in the house.

Since the nurse hadn't arrived yet, Chu Jin went to the bathroom, fetched a basin of hot water, and prepared to wipe Zhao Xian's body.

Different from the last time, Zhao Xian no longer had the oxygen mask on his nose.

There are no such colorful tubes all over the body.

Her breathing was fairly even.

After wringing out the towel, Chu Jin unbuttoned Zhao Xian's sick gown. As soon as he unbuttoned it, a strange smell came over his face, and he saw that Zhao Xian had already developed some bed sores.

Some are already red, swollen and festered, and some have just grown out, which is shocking and hard to look at directly.

It seemed that no one had bathed and wiped her body for a long time.

Moreover, the skin on her body has already shrunk significantly.