Chapter 68

When the Rasha Kingdom raided the Falling Moon Kingdom, Mishu once saw the amazing weapon of the Rasha Kingdom - the black magic fog.

Like a giant monster, with a big mouth and the power to devouch everything, even all the magic that attacked it was "eaten" by it.

At that time, Casa was very impulsive and broke into the magic fog alone. Just when everyone thought that Casa was swallowed by the magic fog, the magic fog spit him out as if he had made a mistake.

That scene was deeply remembered by many people and puzzled all the people of Rasha, including Gasil. Mishu remembered that Casa came out of the fog at that time, which attracted Gasil, who had been controlling everything behind the scenes. He looked at Casa, who was intact through the magic fog, and said meaningfully, 'Look, what an unexpected gain I found.' So, the problem is the magic fog. There must be something spiritual about the magic fog, right?

Mishu was not in a hurry. Waiting for Gasil to tell her all this, Gasil's eyes darkened and whispered,

"In those years, my mother died and was killed by her beloved. She couldn't close her eyes. Her resentment turned into a wisp of green silk and wandered outside the six worlds, but she had no soul consciousness, just a wisp of resentment. The demon master collected the resentment, and after seven or 49 days of training and fusion, cast the resentment into an amazing magic fog, which was specially used to deal with the blood sea enemy she wanted to cut bones and cramps. However, that time, the young master of the Ruo Nie family was safely spit out by the magic fog. The magic fog had no soul knowledge and could not be distinguished. He got people, but he can feel the affection of blood thicker than water, and feel that there is the same blood flowing on his body as himself, so he will not do anything to hurt him.

So it is... All this is too dramatic. Casa must have never dreamed that the black fog barrier like a warcraft, the magic fog with the terrible ability of devouring magic, was turned into the resentment of his biological mother!

No wonder the magic fog not only did not hurt Casa. When he felt his blood at that time, he also made an apology-like posture. Even if there is no soul knowledge and soul, it is also the same instinctive natural maternal love.

Mishu was moved. She was so glad that the person she liked was cold and cruel on the surface, but in fact, she was kind in her bones. She looked at the perfect man in front of her, hoarsely and muttered softly,

"That's why you can't bear to kill your half-brother, right?"

Although she knows that Gasil must not be willing to admit this fact, the truth is the truth. They have half of the same blood and an indelible blood relationship with denial. She doesn't want him to escape from reality. Even if he is his father, he can't change this.

"No!" Gasil was really emotional, "I don't have any relatives, let alone my brother. I can't wait to kill him, let the thief's plan fail, and let him have no blood inheritance for the rest of his life!"

"But you didn't do that." Mishu said calmly that he didn't want him to continue to deceive himself.

"That's because..." Gasil tried his best to defend, "because..."

Mishu gently patted Gasil and Casa, and then worried about it later. Now, there are more important things to solve.

"Gassil, you know, I'm telling you all this. I want you to understand that the demon is just using you, using you to be the reincarnation of Rosie Bell to get the source of magic. You don't have to be grateful to him, you don't have to die for him."

Gacil's eyebrows frowned slightly, and his charming eyes had a tangled light. He held up Mishu's hand and sighed,

"Since I entered the magic palace when I was five years old, I knew that everything I suddenly had would be repaid one day, but I don't regret it. In order to be able to take revenge, there is nothing to sacrifice. In the world, the only person who can compete with the dog thief is the demon master. The demon master promised me that he would definitely let me kill me. Enemy, this has been the only belief in my mind for 20 years. He looked gloomy and looked at Mishu deeply.

"It's just that I didn't expect to meet you. I can't put you in danger, but I can't be an ungrateful person, I..."

Mishu's heart softened again. She stretched out her hand to block what Gasil was about to say, and her eyes were moist.

"Don't say, don't say things like let me leave. Don't say that I won't leave when I haven't confirmed that I like you before. What's more, now, I can't... leave you."

Well, she fell in love with him just because he was so stubborn and serious. In this case, he should accompany him step by step. No matter what happens, as long as he is by his side, he will be fearless.

The light in his pupils completely softened, looked at Mishu with an expression, and lowered her soft lips.

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The second day, Rasha held a funeral banquet for the dead Count of the North Palace. In the hall, everyone's eyes fell on Lord Xibo and Mrs. Xibo intentionally or unintentionally, with a narrow smile, a sigh of regret, and all kinds of eyes mixed with shooting at the two.

And Mishu sat on the banquet table, blushing and ashamed that she dared not raise her head.

The demon of Gasil is not an ordinary Taoist. His face does not change his color and his heart does not beat, and he still looks so cool and handsome.

The most obvious eyes are Anthony, the lord of Dongbo, and the second Adila fairy sister, which are meaningful, but with obvious miskindness and anger.

Mishu couldn't take so many eyes. She glanced at the conscienceless guy around him and went out to breathe in the name of the toilet above.

She smashed her mouth and muttered in her heart, why did Christine look like she had been robbed by a man just now? Is her true face really forced out by herself?

was immersed in her mood, and a person suddenly flashed in the flowers around her. Before she could react, she listened, "It's rude" and her whole body was pulled into the lush flowers.

Are even flower pickers so polite these days?

Mishu subconsciously wanted to open her mouth and scream, but the man covered her mouth.

She blinked her big eyes and looked at the man with black cloth covering her face ignorantly. Yo, she was still wearing the clothes of a subordinate in the magic palace, thinking that this boy couldn't cove Mrs. Xibo's flower-like beauty and wanted to take advantage of his aloneness to take the opportunity to do it?

He leaned into his arms and found something and handed it straight to her. He said in a low voice

"Miss Mi, the young master let you take care of yourself!" It disappeared from her eyes like a ghost. She stayed there stunned and still hasn't recovered from the sudden farce.

"Is't it just a broken letter? As for dragging me to--"

The indignation at the corners of her mouth suddenly froze when she saw the words written on the dazzling rice paper. She stiffened for a long time and raised her hand to pinch her face.

It hurts.

Really.

There is only one sentence on the snow-white rice paper.

The sky is full of frost, and the inch of green silk is sad. They look at each other in the shape of the moon, and only envy mandarin ducks but not the immortals.