The Rebirth of the National Goddess

At the same time, the old house of the Mo family.

Zheng Chuyi stood outside the old house, looking at this ancient and majestic building, with a smile on his lips.

Immediately, she lowered her eyes again, and her eyes fell on her right hand, a sinister look flashed across her beautiful eyes.

If Jiang Mubai hadn't asked for a panacea from the supernatural world, how could her hand heal so quickly.

She wrote down this hatred, and when she becomes the mistress of the Mo family in the future, she must repay it tenfold.

The most important thing right now is to win back Mo Zhixuan's heart.

If you want to save Mo Zhixuan, you have to pass the test of Mrs. Mo first.

Fortunately, she and Mrs. Mo were as close as a mother and daughter before, so it shouldn't be difficult for her to pass this test.

Zheng Chuyi sorted out her mood, a dignified smile slowly rose from the corner of her mouth, lifted her skirt, and walked towards the gate of Mo's house.

There was a security guard on duty at the door, and when he saw her coming in, he didn't stop her, but instead saluted her.

Her face is the best passport.

And the noble and elegant temperament on her body, no one can copy it.

Zheng Chuyi smiled slightly at the saluting security guard, and said softly, "Thanks for your hard work."

A hostess style.

Anyway, she will live here sooner or later, so it is not a bad thing for the servants here to adapt to her as soon as possible.

Zheng Chuyi walked very smoothly along the way, and at the same time performed the posture of the hostess vividly.

Zheng Chuyi looked at the door that was close at hand, and stopped in her tracks. At this moment, as long as she raised her hand, she could see the people in the room.

She raised her hand to tidy up her appearance, and there was a just right smile on the corner of her mouth.

He lowered his eyes and checked his clothes again, making sure that there was nothing wrong with his whole body, and then stretched out his hand and opened the door.

The ancient wooden door immediately let out a 'squeak'.

Immediately, a servant greeted him, "Hello, distinguished guest, who are you looking for?"

It is definitely not an ordinary person who can come to the interior of Mo's house so easily.

The servant naturally did not dare to neglect easily.

Zheng Chuyi smiled politely at her, "I'm here to find Aunt Mo, is she at home?"

Aunt Mo?

This servant has been working in Mo's house for seven or eight years.

As far as she knew, the Mo family had no relatives in the capital.

But judging by the dress and temperament of the woman in front of her, she shouldn't be a liar.

The servant glanced at her up and down, and then said, "The old lady is chanting scriptures in the Buddhist hall, and I will take you there."

"Okay, I'll trouble you then." Zheng Chuyi turned around and followed the footsteps of the servant.

The Mo family's house is very large, and there are pavilions, terraces and pavilions everywhere, with rockery and waterside pavilions, in a luxurious style.

After passing through a winding corridor, I arrived at the Buddhist hall that the servant said.

Purple smoke curled up in the Buddhist hall.

Mrs. Mo was wearing a plain dress and was facing Zheng Chuyi with her back. She was kneeling on the futon and beating the wooden fish. With her eyes slightly closed, she chanted scriptures in a low voice.

Zheng Chuyi looked at Mrs. Mo's back, and said slowly, "Aunt Mo."

The voice was still as gentle and melodious as before.

Hearing this, Mrs. Mo froze obviously.

The movement of his men beating the wooden fish stopped instantly.

Slowly opened his eyes, the bottom of the eyes was clear and shining, not as cloudy as the old people.

"Zheng Chuyi?" Mrs. Mo turned her head, squinted her eyes, with unconcealable resentment in her eyes, and pointed at the door of the Buddhist hall, "Get out! You are not welcome here!"

Zheng Chuyi was stunned for a moment, she didn't expect Mrs. Mo to have such an attitude when she saw her.

It is clear that the two of them were as close as mother and daughter in the supernatural world.

Zheng Chuyi raised her eyes to look at Mrs. Mo, her eyes were slightly red, and her attitude was very sincere, she bowed to Mrs. Mo to apologize.

"Aunt Mo, I know you hate me. I am sorry for the Mo family! I am even more sorry for Zhixuan. It was because I was too young and misunderstood the words of others to sow dissension that I did that to Zhixuan. Now I know Wrong, please give me a chance to redeem myself."

language fall.

Zheng Chuyi has always maintained this state of bowing and bowing, as if she would not stand up straight if Mrs. Mo did not forgive her.

Mrs. Mo frowned coldly, her face was filled with displeasure, "Don't call me Aunt Mo! I can't afford it!"

Zheng Chuyi then straightened up, her eyes were reddish, and she said pitifully, "Aunt Mo, don't be like this...I came to admit my mistake to you sincerely, and Chuyi really knows it."

Mrs. Mo was not looking at her, but said coldly, "You don't need to apologize to me, everyone has their own choice, and I respect your choice!"

Zheng Chuyi frowned slightly, begging in a low voice.

"Aunt Mo, I really know I was wrong. Please forgive me for the mistakes I made when I was young and ignorant. As long as you can forgive me, I will do whatever you ask me to do, even if I go up the mountain of swords and go down into the sea of ​​fire!"

Mrs. Mo snorted coldly, and said sarcastically, "Didn't you go to the city of Lawlessness? Didn't you go to be the mother of your country who is under one person and over ten thousand people? My wife is a layman, but I can't afford the mother of a country." Go up the mountain of swords and go down to the sea of ​​fire!"

Zheng Chuyi bit her lips tightly, her face turned pale, "Aunt Mo..."

"Please give me another chance, I was the one who was sorry for Zhixuan before, please let me marry Zhixuan, I will use my whole life to make up for him in the future!"

Mrs. Mo looked up at Zheng Chuyi, her eyes were piercing, and she said sharply, "Where do you think the Mo family is! You can come and leave whenever you want? It's ridiculous!"

"You are the number one beauty in the world of supernatural powers, our family Xuan'er is no match for you! Go back to your supernatural world, you are not welcome here!"

"Aunt Mo!" Zheng Chuyi burst into tears instantly, bending her legs.

With a 'plop', he knelt down directly in the direction of Mrs. Mo.

"Aunt Mo, let me stay, if not for me, then for Zhixuan!"

"Aunt Mo, I don't ask for your forgiveness anymore, I just ask you to let me stay, and I will leave when Zhixuan passes the extremely cloudy night safely, which is the last thing I do for Zhixuan." something happened..."

Right now, the most important thing is to stay in Mo's house, and the next thing can be done step by step.

I believe that one day Mrs. Mo will see her sincerity.

Hearing the words "Extremely Cloudy Night".

Mrs. Mo's frown slightly loosened.

Even if she hates Zheng Chuyi.

And absolutely not to gamble with Mo Zhixuan's life.

...

the other side.

Chu Jin helped Mo Zhixuan into the back seat of the car, and said to the driver, "Please go to the hospital."

Hearing this, the driver swung the steering wheel and quickly ran towards the hospital.

A faint smell of blood immediately filled the closed compartment.

In fact, with Mo Zhixuan's ability, these things in the secular world can't hurt him at all.

He could use the spiritual power in his body to shield himself from the damage that vase did to him.

But, he didn't.

Under such circumstances, he selectively forgot that he was a supernatural being.

The tip of the nose lingers with the faint fragrance from the girl, like orchid and bamboo.

Faint.

It smells nice, not like a perfume or any kind of aromatherapy.

This fragrance is especially intoxicating from the inside out.

It was even more different from the lotus fragrance on Zheng Chuyi's body.

Zheng Chuyi has always loved lotus, so she made dried lotus flowers and put them in the closet all year round, so there is always a lotus fragrance lingering on her body.

The two sat in the car, and neither of them spoke.

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

Mo Zhixuan's shoulder was still bleeding out.

"Mr. Mo, I know some simple medical skills, how about I show you first?" Chu Jin turned his head to look at Mo Zhixuan.

Mo Zhixuan's facial expression was tense. Hearing this, he softened a little, and said concisely, "Then I will trouble you."

It can be seen that he is not a talkative person.

Chu Jin took out some gauze hemostatic medicine and a pair of scissors from his backpack.

Before Chu Jin could do something.

With a screeching brake, the car stopped.

The uncle driver respectfully got out of the car and opened the door for Mo Zhixuan, "Boss, I've already arrived at the hospital."

Mo Zhixuan sat there as firm as a mountain, and had no intention of getting out of the car.

Chu Jin put the tools back into the backpack, and seeing that Mo Zhixuan still had no intention of getting out of the car, he also reminded, "Mr. Mo, we are here."

"Go back." Mo Zhixuan slightly parted his thin lips, and slowly spit out two words.

Chu Jin looked up in surprise, "Go back?"

The uncle driver was also very surprised, a little confused about the brain circuit of his boss.

"Yes, go back." Mo Zhixuan raised his chin slightly, looked at Chu Jin with dark eyes, "I don't like hospitals, don't you know medical skills?"

The implication is to ask Chu Jin to heal him.

This is definitely the longest sentence Mo Zhixuan has ever said along the way.

Chu Jin froze for a moment, and was about to refuse, but thought that this person was injured for his own sake, so he nodded slightly, "That's fine, but I'm not as professional as the doctors here, as long as Mr. Mo doesn't dislike it."

Hearing this, Mo Zhixuan turned his head to look at Chu Jin, his sharp facial features were hidden in the light, adding a bit of depth, his sexy Adam's apple slid up and down twice, and slowly spit out three words, "I don't dislike it."

Chu Jin felt a little uncomfortable with his sudden gaze.

Fortunately, he quickly looked away.

Listening to the words of the two, the uncle driver also vaguely understood something, and got into the car cheerfully.

The speed of the car was very fast, and after a while, the car stopped firmly in front of an apartment building.

This is the apartment closest to the hospital among Mo Zhixuan's many properties.

Although it is not often lived in, there will be part-time workers who come to clean and organize regularly.

The two entered the house one after the other.

The lights are turned on.

The sudden lighting made Chu Jin narrow his eyes subconsciously. The man walking in front took out a pair of slippers from the shoe rack at the entrance, bent down and put them at Chu Jin's feet, and the deep and cold voice was at her feet. It sounded, "There are no ladies' slippers at home, you can make do with them."

"Okay." Chu Jin took off the white sneakers under his feet and put on a pair of black men's slippers.

Mr. Mo is tall and has long legs, and these slippers look fat and big on her feet, like a child stealing an adult's shoes.

Chu Jin looked down at her toes, and a little helplessness flashed in her eyes.

I don't usually feel that my feet are small, why now...

No harm without comparison!

She prefers big feet, as the saying goes, big feet travel all over the world.

However, the little feet are delicate...

Chu Jin was immersed in the choice between little feet and big feet and couldn't extricate herself.

See her frowning for a while, and relaxing for a while, with a look of entanglement.

Mo Zhixuan's eyes became warmer, and he took off the leather shoes under his feet, and took a pair of slippers of the same style as Chu Jin's, and put them on.

Passing through the porch, the eyes suddenly opened up.

Three-bedroom house type.

The decoration style of the house is dominated by black and white tones, just like his whole person, cold and hard to the extreme.

The windows are bright and clean, and the white marble floor has been cleaned spotlessly. It is so clear that people can be reflected, and there is not much smoke and fire.

Wherever he went, there was coldness everywhere.

Chu Jin followed him to the living room.

"Mr. Mo, do you have a first aid kit here?" Chu Jin put his backpack on the sofa and looked up at Mo Zhixuan.

Under the light, the man stood there sternly, his black eyes darkened. At this moment, he was different from the aloofness in the past, and he was a little more popular.

Exuding the exclusive charm of a successful man from top to bottom.

The bright red blood on the shoulder did not look embarrassed, but added a bit of unique mystery to him.

It's hard to move your eyes away.

Different from the hypocritical aristocratic aura of Shen Lingtian, this kind of man is always the kind of high-ranking person who attracts everyone's attention wherever he goes.

This kind of domineering aura cannot be cultivated overnight.

Mo Zhixuan ignored the injury on his shoulder, with his usual expression, "Yes, I'll get it for you."

Taking advantage of the time when he left, Chu Jin quickly took out a blue porcelain bottle from the Ziyin Spirit Box.

This is an ancient golden sore medicine that she concocted a few days ago based on the "Ode to the Miraculous Doctor".

It is said that the formula is the one that has been lost for a long time.

I don't know if it's really that magical.

Just can try it today.

After about two or three minutes, Mo Zhixuan walked over with a first aid kit with a white plus sign in his hand.

Chu Jin took the first aid kit.

Open it, and the medicine tools inside are very complete.

Looking up at the man standing in front of her, she said silently three times in her heart, "there is no man or woman in front of the doctor", then parted her red lips, and said in a low voice, "take off your shirt first."

Mo Zhixuan's face was calm, but his eyes darkened a little.

The corners of the thin and cool lips slightly evoked a slight arc, and the thin lips were slightly parted.

A deep, magnetic voice sounded above her head.

"You come."

Chu Jin raised her eyes in surprise, and frowned slightly, "I'm coming? This... I'm afraid it's not right."

This person looked cold and ascetic, he did not expect to say such a thing.

You really can't tell what you look like.

Let her undress him, why doesn't he go to heaven?

Mo Zhixuan looked at her, his deep eyes were dark, and he said slowly, "There is no man or woman in front of the doctor, what's wrong with that?"

Yu Luo added, "My shoulder hurts."

The tone of voice was not as cold and hard as before, and it carried a hint of grievance.

Chu Jin froze for a moment, thinking that he was injured for himself, his attitude softened.

It's just taking off your clothes, whoever takes off is not taking off.

Thinking of this, Chu Jin's mentality became calmer.

He looked up at Mo Zhixuan.

The top button of the pure white shirt has not been fastened, revealing the delicate collarbone and sexy Adam's apple.

It looks austere and cold in this way.

On the top is the cold and delicate lower jaw with clear lines.

Chu Jin's beautiful eyes flickered, she stopped looking at him, stood on tiptoe, and unbuttoned her.

Just peel off the shirt and throw it in the trash can aside.

The whole process was done in one go, without the slightest sloppiness.

Mo Zhixuan is the typical kind of person who looks thin when dressed, but looks fleshy when undressed.

Broad shoulders and thin waist, eight-pack abs, and that undulating vest line...

Everything shows that this is a man with a good figure.

Chu Jin only glanced lightly, then hurriedly looked away, and his gaze fell on his shoulder.

There was a bloody mess, and blood was oozing out.

It hurts to look at it.

This man actually walked all the way without saying a word, and went to get her the medicine box as if nothing had happened.

This is how much perseverance.

Chu Jin looked up at him with a little more admiration in his eyes, pointing to the sofa and said, "Mr. Mo, sit down first, and I'll clean your wound."

Mo Zhixuan did not speak.

A pair of phoenix eyes narrowed dangerously, looking past Chu Jin and out of the window.

A sharp cold light reflected from the bottom of his eyes.

Pupils shrank suddenly.

——That is the light refracted by the special hidden weapon!

If he read correctly, the hidden weapon was aimed at Chu Jin!

Before he had time to think about it, Mo Zhixuan stretched out his long arms, hugged Chu Jin, and said two words, "Don't move!"

It was a very deep and cold voice, tinged with a bitter chill.

You don't need to look to know that his brows must be tightly wrinkled at this moment.

Chu Jin also felt his abnormality and the dangerous breath in the air.

And that chilly body temperature.

It was too late to say it, and before Chu Jin could react, he felt dizzy for a while, Mo Zhixuan hugged her and fell directly on the sofa next to him, with a piece of flying blue hair.

The flying hidden weapon passed through the black hair!

At the same time, there was a 'bang' crackling sound in the room.

A few blue hairs slowly fell to the ground.

A black shadow flashed past the window!