Chapter 417 Eyes of God (5)
"You don't agree?" Mo Wuji asked nervously, "Why? Because of what happened between you and Mu Zihan? I don't care. I like you. I like you no matter what kind of you you are !"
Wei Ning cried softly...
"Are you blaming me for being late? You've already chosen Mu Zihan, so you're in a difficult situation now?"
"No!" Wei Ning suddenly raised her head and said firmly, "I'm not in a dilemma, and I'm not making a choice!"
"and you……"
"The purple-haired Mo Wuji whom I have seen, he is sleeping in the underworld..." Wei Ning said with tears in her eyes as she looked at the other purple-haired Mo Wuji standing in front of her. He was the Mo Wuji wearing the mask of the Eye of God.
The smile on the corners of his lips slowly froze, and the stunning elegance that could not be concealed by the mask was like a bright light source, illuminating the darkness. His exquisite face and gorgeous purple hair were as unreal as a dream.
No matter how beautiful a man can be in this world, he can be a hundred times more beautiful than that.
Because of this beauty, that's why...
"I know you exist only because of this mask, so... please don't disturb the deceased and let him rest in peace, okay?" Wei Ning bit her lip and finally managed to finish the sentence without letting herself cry too ugly.
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Mo Wuji's gorgeous voice suddenly became sharp and cold, as if an exquisite glass screen was split open by a sharp axe, making a sharp sound of shattering.
"I'm not talking nonsense, Your Majesty the Pluto!" Wei Ning wiped his eyes, still sniffing, "Do you know that you are not pretending at all, because there is half of the Eye of God mask in Mo Wuji's soul memory in my body!"
"But I'm still him even with the mask on!" Mo Wuji said harshly. It was indeed a demonic face, but...
Wei Ning shook her head. “You may be him, but you are not the one who shares memories with me, the one who fell in love with me and made me fall in love with him.”
"Mu, Qing, Ning!" He spoke each word one by one, gnashing his teeth.
"I said my name is not Mu Qingning." Wei Ning continued calmly, "Your Majesty the Pluto, I think you have never seen Mo Cangxuan. You were created by his spirit body. Do you know why?"
Mo Wuji stared at him grimly, with a somewhat ferocious expression.
Wei Ning said: "Because his brother, the real Mo Wuji has died because he helped me seal Wujiang , and you must replace him! Originally, Mo Cangxuan thought that after reshaping his spirit body, he would still be his brother, but he found that you are not in the end. You can only become the king of the underworld, but you can never be his brother!"
"Shut up!" he growled.
Wei Ning was not afraid at all, " Your Majesty the King of Hell, if you have a chance, you can go to the bottom of the underworld to take a look. That's where the real Mo Wuji is buried."
He suddenly took off the mask on his face, and in an instant, his purple hair returned to a dazzling silver-white color, and his pure white robe was dyed black bit by bit, like the transition from day to night.
"What do you want? I have put aside my dignity and begged you, but you still refuse to come back to me?" he asked coldly.
"Come back to you?" Wei Ning sneered. Facing Mo Wuji, the King of Hell, she did not feel deep guilt and remorse.
Because she had never done anything wrong to him.
