Article 173
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It's just that at that time, he never cared about Chu Wanning's past, and he didn't ask where the scar came from until he died.
And in this life, if you want to ask, you are not qualified.
Chapter 69 I will learn from you~
Is it a coincidence? still……
Now the master's chest is of course not something he can look at if he wants to. He can only recall the wound from his memory. The faint crescent color should be purely just a scratch on the blade, not like Chu Xun, with five fingers gathered together. Pierce with force, leaving a hideous blood hole.
After all, it is different.
Thinking of this, Mo Ran breathed a sigh of relief. Although Chu Xun and Chu Wanning are people with completely different personalities, they have too many similarities, from appearance to "the one who has the way, all beings are the first, and oneself is the leader." For the end", and then to the scar on the chest, the accumulation of coincidences is really suspicious.
I don't know why, maybe it's because Chu Xun is too gentle, which is completely different from Chu Wanning's brutality, or maybe it's because Chu Xun is a man with a wife and children, so if Chu Xun is the reincarnation of Chu Wanning, Or Chu Wanning, Mo Ran felt that he would not be able to stand it and would collapse.
Fortunately, this is not the case.
It is needless to say what kind of catastrophe Lin'an City will face without Chu Xun's protection.
Of course, the ghost king will not keep his promise. After nightfall, there will be blood and rain, and the world will be in a state of chaos. The moat was stained red with blood, and the hiss and roar of the demented living resounded through the night.
There are wandering zombies everywhere in the city, eating fresh blood sausage and chewing brains.
Mo Ran took Chu Wanning to hide in a dilapidated hut. The owner of the house had died long ago, and the furniture and utensils were covered with a thick layer of dust.
Mo Ran closed the door tightly and sealed it tightly, leaving only a small window in the kitchen to check the outside situation.
From time to time, there were shrill screams and ominous chewing sounds outside.
Mo Ran hugged Chu Wanning to the small firewood pile in the corner, and touched his head: "According to what the eighteen girls said, we can leave after defeating the ghost king. So you stay here obediently, don't move around."
Chu Wanning heard the words, and suddenly raised his head: "Are you going out?"
"Don't leave now, I will go out after the ghost king shows up."
"But it's very dangerous outside. The virtual realm has already materialized, how can you resist it with your own strength?"
"Then I can't take a child to fight."
Chu WanNing shook his head: "I will go with you."
"Hahaha, Junior Brother is so cute, but you are still young, and going out with me will hinder me. When you get older, I won't stop you from getting ahead when you encounter such a thing, but this time you have to first Listen to brother."
"I won't hold you back."
"Generally, people who are dragging their feet will say that." Mo Ran said, "You are obedient, don't mess around, okay?"
"..."
Seeing that Chu Wanning finally stopped talking, Mo Ran breathed a sigh of relief, and looked out through the ribs of the wooden window, his expression gradually solemn.
Why did the virtual environment that was originally used for trials suddenly materialize? What the little junior brother said was right, someone wanted to kill him. There were countless people who wanted him to die in his previous life, but in this life he hadn't offended any powerful characters. After thinking about it, the only thing that could kill him was the fake Gou Chen he met in Jincheng Lake back then.
But who is the original person of that false hook? Being able to skillfully use the Zhenlong chess game to this point, why didn't he show up in his previous life?
Could it be that he is not the only one reborn in this world...
This thought made him shudder, and even had a fierce look in his eyes.
After rebirth, he just wanted to bury the past. If there was a second reincarnation, things would be very difficult.
He frowned deeper and deeper, but suddenly he heard Chu Wanning say again: "...Mo Ran, I..."
"What's wrong?"
Chu WanNing secretly gritted his teeth, and after weighing the pros and cons, he turned his head and wanted to simply tell him the truth.
"Listen to me, I can actually help you, I am..."
But when Mo Ran heard "I can help you", he just felt that the younger brother wanted to struggle with himself again, so he interrupted him and said, "Okay, okay, if you don't let you go out, you won't let me out." I'll let you out. Don't be too aggressive, be obedient."
"No, listen to me—"
Mo Ran was upset, so he said: "If you don't listen, don't listen, Wang Ba recites the scriptures."
"..."
Seeing that Chu Wanning's face was ugly, Mo Ran probably felt that his tone was a bit off, so he poked his brow with his finger, and smiled again: "You are so young, why are you so bitter and hateful, and you don't love me?" Listen to what the elders say. Then, let me tell you, since you called me senior brother, we are from the same school, and in such a dangerous situation, I will protect you, understand?"
Chu Wanning closed his eyes and whispered: "...Understood."
"Just understand, then you—"
"But I worry about you."
The ink burned for a moment, and the fingertips hanging in front of his forehead seemed to tremble slightly, but he was speechless for a while. He has lived two lifetimes, but he has never heard of the words "I worry about you". Even though the teacher treats him gently, he has never expressed his concern for him so straightforwardly.
He stared blankly at the little child on the woodpile in front of him, with mixed feelings in his heart.
After a long time, his eyes gradually became very gentle, and then he poked Chu Wanning's fingertips and gently brushed them up, falling to the top of the other's soft hair, rubbing
kneaded.
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