"Even if the odds are 10% or 50%, I wouldn't gamble, let alone 30%," Mo Yun said firmly and resolutely.
The demon god's words caused Liu Lanyan a pang of pain in her heart.
He still cares so much about the demon realm.
For a thousand years, he has been carefully and cautiously protecting the demon realm.
Who knows the hardships involved?
The more Liu Lanyan thought about it, the more her heart ached; she felt sorry for the Demon God.
How did the Demon God manage to protect the Demon Realm all by himself, with such difficulty and hardship?
Liu Lanyan took the initiative to reach out and gently wrap her arms around the demon god's supple waist. She buried her face in his warm chest, took a soft breath, and murmured, "It was my oversight. I shouldn't have pushed the demon realm into danger."
I sniffed softly, trying to suppress the bitterness in my heart.
The more time she spent with the demon god, the more she felt about his hardships, and she felt so sorry for him.
Hearing Liu Lanyan's words, Mo Yun was slightly taken aback. He looked down at Liu Lanyan, who was nestled in his arms like a puppy. A warm smile spread across Mo Yun's lips. He gently stroked Liu Lanyan's back with his long, warm hand and whispered, "Lanyan."
"Hmm?" Liu Lanyan responded vaguely, still lost in her own thoughts, imagining the demon god's lonely and painful life over the past thousand years, and his arduous protection.
"When I said I wouldn't gamble, I wasn't referring to the demon realm." Mo Yun sensed Liu Lanyan's low spirits, and his voice involuntarily softened as he spoke slowly.
Not the demon realm?
Liu Lanyan was a little stunned. What was that?
Before Liu Lanyan could figure it out, the Demon God suddenly spoke, giving her no time to process it, and said directly: "I cannot gamble on getting you hurt."
Am I injured?
Liu Lanyan listened blankly, not quite understanding the meaning of the myth of the demon god.
Until she was helped up by the demon god and faced him, she heard his voice clearly enter her ears, word by word, striking her heart: "The demon realm is my responsibility, and you are my everything."
"If you get hurt, what's the point of me protecting the demon realm?" Mo Yun usually doesn't say sweet words, but he was just telling Liu Lanyan the truth.
Mo Yun looked intently at Liu Lanyan, clearly expressing his feelings word by word.
Liu Lanyan understood now, and the bitterness she had been desperately suppressing suddenly welled up, turning into a hot stream that slid down her cheeks.
She, she, she...
She really didn't know what to say; she was overwhelmed with thoughts and couldn't find a single suitable word to express them.
It seemed as if there were many things to say to the demon god, but after opening his mouth, he couldn't utter a sound.
She was filled with deep self-reproach. Why had she kept the demon god waiting for so long?
A thousand years?
What is she doing?
Why did you leave him alone for so long?
Should we leave him to face everything alone?
She is really awful.
Chapter 151 Instinctive Reaction
"I'm sorry..." Without thinking, overwhelmed with self-reproach, Liu Lanyan expressed her apology.
Mo Yun was stunned by Liu Lanyan's apology. He looked at her in surprise and asked curiously, "Lanyan, why are you apologizing to me?"
Liu Lanyan pursed her lips, a bitter pain welling up inside her. She spoke with difficulty, "Have I left you all alone for so many years? Am I a terrible person?"
She doesn't dare to think about it now. Just thinking about how she was all alone for the past thousand years, waiting for her while protecting the demon realm in such a difficult way, makes her heart feel like it's being crushed by countless steel needles, bleeding endlessly.
Mo Yun shook his head helplessly, sighed softly, and asked, "Lan Yan, what do you think of me?"
The abrupt and nonsensical question caught Liu Lanyan off guard, leaving her staring blankly at the Demon God.
Mo Yun looked at Liu Lanyan's slightly parted cherry lips, her nose reddened from sadness, and her dark, shining eyes soaked in tears. No matter how he looked at her, he felt extremely sorry for her.
Liu Lanyan looked at him with such trust, as if she were a bullied little animal, her eyes wide with confusion and helplessness, which made him feel both pain and pity.
However, the issues that need to be addressed still need to be said; we can't let this silly girl struggle with them on her own.
"Do you think I can be trusted?" Seeing that Liu Lanyan had no response to the previous question, Mo Yun chose to ask her a more easily understood question.
Liu Lanyan understood this time, and the question was easy to answer; she didn't even need to think about it.
Liu Lanyan nodded heavily and said affirmatively, "Yes, I trust you completely."
"Why do you trust me so much?" Mo Yun continued to delve deeper into this question.
Now Liu Lanyan was in a dilemma again, frowning with worry, as if she was thinking hard.
Seeing Liu Lanyan's expression, Mo Yun wasn't in a hurry and let her think about it slowly on her own.
After thinking for a while, Liu Lanyan murmured softly, "Trust is trust, there's no why."
She didn't know why she trusted the Demon God so much. Logically speaking, the Demon God had many secrets, and normally she should have been wary of him.
Even if they weren't that wary, they should still keep some distance, after all, they hadn't spent enough time together.