Qin Yuzhi gritted his teeth when talking about the Eighteen Arhats.

She had only encountered it once in her life, and it was fine if it happened in a dream, but she hadn't finished the dream yet.

"What else?"

"For example, Yunmengxian likes to sleep and enjoy a leisurely life, but I only sleep once a month and work overtime every day. I will outwork Him to death!"

“….”

Student Xiao Li leaned back slightly.

No wonder he was able to preside over the construction of such a complex and huge Yunmeng Underground Palace. What a hard-working leader of the Demon Cult... Well, the Demon Cult should not be considered a demon cult at that time. If you have to say, it was even a stable job...

"Playing mahjong...working overtime..."

Li Mo fell into deep thought.

Qin Yuzhi shook her head again and said, "This is just a way to prevent Yunmengxian, it may not be applicable to Yingbing."

"Her situation should be different from mine."

"Do you have any idea about the preferences and temperament of the Nine-Colored Yuanhuang?"

Li Mo asked seriously.

Qin Yuzhi's mouth twitched slightly and she shook her head.

"Aren't you an ancient?"

"You and I are separated by thousands of years, and I am separated by tens of thousands of years from the Yuanhuang Ancestor God. Moreover, even if we are from the same era, how many people can come into contact with a being like her?"

"Besides, my memory is not complete. Even if I understand a little bit, I don't know when I will be able to remember it."

Qin Yuzhi clicked her tongue, as if she was looking at a fool.

Little genius Li crossed his hands and rested his chin on them, looking like a real thinker.

This is something the Nine-Colored Yuanhuang would never do.

No clue, absolutely no clue.

How about starting with playing mahjong?

etc!

Li Mo suddenly had an idea.

He happened to recall that in Bingtuozi's dream, the elders of the Ying family had said this during the sacrifice in the ancestral hall of the Ying family.

The Ying family was created by the ancestors of the Ying family.

Yes, it is creation, not reproduction...

Is there a possibility?

"Nine-Colored Primordial Phoenix... has never been in love!"

"He... doesn't know love!"

Li Mo slammed the table.

Qin Yuzhi's eyes widened as if she was struck by lightning, and she fell to the ground with a thud in fright.

Not buddy.

Do you want to listen to what you are saying?!