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It wasn't that Su Yang hadn't tried to go out to find him, but in this extremely hot Ghost King's Holy Palace, Xiaoshui Hall's year-round cool was completely different. Just like ice and fire were incompatible, Xiaoshui Hall was completely isolated from the other palaces.

In the past, Su Yang could go in and out freely because of Mo Yan's protection. Now that he didn't have that strange beast by his side, he was like a bird that had lost its wings, trapped in this world day and night, unable to go anywhere.

At this moment, he realized how naive he was.

Since he came to this world, whether it was meeting Mo Yan or the whole process of capturing him, everything was too smooth. Compared to the previous crazy worlds, it was like the difference between hell mode and easy mode. What was the reason? Of course, it was because he got rid of the identity of "Liu Ximing"!

But he seemed to have forgotten that if this identity was so easy to get rid of, he wouldn't have been cheated by this broken System for so long.

He soaked naked in the spiritual spring, his back leaning against the smooth and warm white jade pool wall, and sighed softly.

"The stone mirror that Mo Yan took away that day, is there something special about it?" He paused for a moment, then said, "You can ask for a sky-high price, but I won't pay. Anyway, I'm a ghost now, so I won't die. Let's continue to waste time in this world, I'm not in a hurry."

After a long while, the System said, "That is the Heaven's Eye Stone. Legend has it that Nuwa used it to mend the sky. The remaining three stones are clearly called Heaven's Perch Stone, Heaven's Net Stone, and Heaven's Eye Stone. They are used for prophecy, imprisonment, and tracing. You saw Liu Ximing in the mirror, which means that the Heaven's Eye Stone mistook you for him."

"… You said mistook me? Isn't that broken stone an ancient spiritual object? It's not a joke?! "

"When Liu Ximing disappeared, you came to this world and took over his identity. Although you are two completely different people, the difference can be seen with the naked eye. For the Heavenly Dao, you have been recognized as him by default. As for the difference between you two, it's no longer important."

Su Yang scooped up a handful of water and splashed it on his face. The cool sensation calmed him down a little. He murmured softly, "Interesting …"

That idiot had mistaken him for Liu Ximing, the despicable human who had deceived him. God knew where he was hiding and sulking right now. How could he just leave him here and ignore him for several months? To think that he could do something like that.

If they could meet, Su Yang was confident that he had thousands of ways to soften Mo Yan's heart. Mo Yan probably knew this as well, which was why he was avoiding him like this.

Su Yang was both angry and distressed. Mo Yan had once said that if his Su 'er lied to him, he wouldn't want to hurt Su' er and would only feel pain for himself.

At this moment, where is that stupid Qiong Qi licking its wounds? Does he miss that little demon in the Xiaoshui Palace? Does he miss the female beast he swore to protect forever?

Su Yang lifted his wet hair and suddenly got up from the spring water. He didn't wipe the water droplets off. He just casually put on a thin shirt and slowly walked back to the house. The thin shirt became transparent when it came in contact with the spring water. His slender white body could be vaguely seen.

He didn't wear shoes. His white fat feet were bare as he rummaged through the house.

This palace was originally used to store magic tools. Su Yang didn't know the names of all the rare objects in the house. For a little demon with low cultivation like him, a slightly more advanced magic tool could make his soul fly away.

He knew this. Mo Yan had also reminded him again and again. However, as if he had lost his memory, he didn't hesitate to open the seal on a sandalwood box. A golden Buddha's light suddenly rose from the box and burned his hand holding the box. Su Yang felt pain and hurriedly threw the box down. An ancient Buddha's sarira spilled out of the box.

The sarira emitted a dazzling light and a golden Buddha's seal slowly took shape. Su Yang only felt that his soul was being burned intensely. It wouldn't stop until he was burned to ashes. Before he could put on the Cold Jade Xiaoxiao, the thousand-year-old sarira had already shattered. A scorched mark could be faintly seen on the ground.

Su Yang collapsed on the ground with lingering fear. His face was pale.

"Mo Yan … is that you?"

After a long time without hearing a response, Su Yang slowly got up from the ground and stretched out his hand to another magic tool in the house. Before he touched the seal, his wrist was suddenly intercepted.

Mo Yan's voice rang in his ears. "Enough! This is the Arhat Seal. You don't want to live anymore! Did you forget what I said?! "

Of course he remembered. Su Yang curled his lips and snorted. "I knew you were a pervert. Every time I took a bath, you would peek. Don't I look good without clothes?"

"You …" Mo Yan blushed at his words. He suddenly realized that he had been fooled and was furious. "You lied to me again!"

Su Yang buried his face in his chest and said sadly, "How is this a lie? This is called a honey trap. You couldn't help but peek and feel sorry for me. Are you blaming me?"

Mo Yan pursed his lips and couldn't think of a way to refute. He could only angrily stuff Su Yang's finger into his mouth and use his saliva to heal his wound.

Su Yang peeked at him and whispered, "I did it on purpose. I wanted to see you but you didn't show up. Other than myself, I couldn't think of any other bargaining chip. Since you're willing to come out, does it mean that you still care about me?"

Mo Yan paused and didn't say a word.

Su Yang said again, "Is it really that important whether I'm Liu Ximing or not? Does it mean that if I'm Liu Ximing, your love for me doesn't count? "

Mo Yan suddenly pushed him away and said, "These are two different things. I like you, but you don't like me. You've always lied to me just to use me. I won't fall for your trick again. "

At the end of his words, he couldn't hide the sadness in his voice. He was like a pet dog that had been abandoned by its owner. He was obviously very sad, but he stubbornly maintained his remaining dignity.

Su Yang's heart ached. If the Liu Ximing of the past had only brought anger to Mo Yan, then now it must have been like a knife stabbing him in the chest and hurting him deeply.

In the past, he didn't love, so it didn't hurt. Now that he truly liked Su Yang, he found out that his lover was actually a liar that he hated. This kind of hurt was undoubtedly multiplied.