Chapter 113

Ming Qiao was coaxed by You Qing, and when he finally stopped crying, his beautiful eyes were swollen like little peaches.

He rubbed his eyes, feeling uncomfortable, and his chubby face wrinkled.

You Qing took away his hand that was rubbing his eyes and blew on them.

"Don't touch your eyes, it hurts."

You Qing's breathing was light and slightly hot, and it felt numbing on her eyelids.

Ming Qiao let him blow on her twice, and then he stopped her.

"Brother, why are you here?"

After Mingqiao finished crying, her little head finally came to its senses.

He began to question You Qing.

You Qing held his hand and didn't rush to answer him.

"I'll tell you later."

You Qing whispered something in his ear, then stood up and looked at the demons around him.

"I want to take the little god back."

You Qing said calmly to the demons around him, "I will discuss the next plan with him."

No demon had any objection to You Qing's words.

He took Ming Qiao away smoothly.

When Ming Qiao returned to You Qing's residence, he closed the door as soon as he entered.

Not only did he close the door, he also imitated his parents and set up a soundproof barrier before starting to talk to You Qing.

"Brother, where on earth is this place?"

Ming Qiao pushed You Qing to sit on the chair. He originally wanted to move a small chair over, but You Qing held him on her lap.

The big and the small were looking at each other face to face. You Qing and Ming Qiao had been separated for too long, and he couldn't help wanting Ming Qiao to stay under his nose all the time.

It's not enough to just stay with him, it's better to depend on him like I do now.

"elder brother?"

Ming Qiao tilted her head and looked at the silent You Qing with her wet round eyes.

You Qing lowered her eyes, her thick eyelashes hiding the emotions in her eyes.

He put his hands around Ming Qiao's chubby waist and responded to Ming Qiao's words: "This is also an Ascension Realm, but it is not the Tianjun Realm."

Ming Qiao: “…”

Ming Qiao murmured, "I made a wish to the Lord of the Divine Tree, saying that I would let you and your uncle ascend to heaven."

If this is the Ascension Realm, then it means that Lord Shenshu only helped my brother ascend, but did not send him to the Tianjun Realm.

"Brother, it's all Qiao Qiao's fault."

Mingqiao pouted and admitted her fault to her brother: "Qiaoqiao made a bad wish."

"I don't blame you."

When You Qing saw the little guy in his arms drooping his head, he immediately coaxed him, "Thanks to you for sending me here, I accidentally stumbled into a sacred place."

“I got a lot of benefits.”

You Qingqing talked about his adventures in a downplaying manner. He only mentioned that he had gained a lot of benefits, but did not mention the hardships he had experienced.

He escaped death and his body was tempered from head to toe.

His way of cultivation is also completely different from that of ordinary people.

Now, no one can detect his cultivation level even if they want to.

After You Qing briefly explained his situation, he turned the topic back to this world.

"This Ascension Realm is not the real God Realm. The gods are long gone, and so is the God Realm."

Although You Qing had never been to Tianjun Realm, he knew about the annihilation of the gods.

He said: "This world is a fake world."

"As long as we kill Sanchen, we can break this boundary."

You Qing explained this realm simply and clearly, and he also said how to break through it.

Mingqiao nodded his little head as he listened.

"OK!"

He clenched his fists, and his whole body was full of fighting spirit: "Brother, let's kill Sanchen together!"

Sanchen wants to become the supreme god in this fairyland.

But the God that Mingqiao knows loves the common people.

Sanchen does not love the common people, and he has no mercy on the life and death of mortals.

He is not a real god.

"Brother, do you know how to kill Sanchen?"

"Know."

You Qing has been in this world for a long time.

The speed of time in this world is different from that outside. He spent a long time here researching ways to kill Sanchen.

"Qiao Qiao, I need your help to kill Sanchen."

"Jojo helped!"

Ming Qiao responded hurriedly, his chubby face serious, as if he was waiting for his brother's instructions at any time.

You Qing looked at his little appearance, and his always gloomy little face revealed a little warmth that outsiders could not see.

"What you are going to help with may seem simple, but it also carries risks."

"I'm not afraid!"

"Well, I will be there to pick you up at any time and won't put you in too much danger."

You Qing couldn't possibly let Ming Qiao take the risk without worry.

While he was arranging Mingqiao's tasks, he had already thought about how to make Mingqiao safer.

"This is a bottle of demon god's blood. Mix it with Sanchen's food or drink and let him drink it."

"This bottle of demon blood comes from a real demon."

"Sanchen, the fake Lord of God, will not be able to bear the blood of the devil."

In addition to using the devil's blood to damage Sanchen's body, You Qing is also planning to use the power of the entire filthy land to attack Sanchen's fairyland.

"Brother, you can also go from the inside."

"What?" You Qing didn't understand.

Ming Qiao raised his little face, his clever little head working very fast: "In Sanchen's fairyland, there are many places under his control. He calls these places circles."

"There are people and villages in the circle. Sanchen will appear in the form of a black disaster and suck away the vitality of the entire village."

"We can stop him from sucking in the life force inside."

You Qing listened to Ming Qiao's words very seriously.

"good."

You Qing responded: "I want to think about how to protect these villages."

"Yeah! Brother will definitely be able to think of it!"

Ming Qiao looked at You Qing with sparkling eyes. In his eyes, You Qing was the most powerful brother in the world.

With You Qing around, all of Ming Qiao's uneasy feelings while wandering in a strange world were soothed at this moment.

He buried his little face in You Qing's arms and rubbed it dependently.

You Qing let him rub against her.

The big and the small hugged each other quietly, and I don’t know how long they held each other.

It was not until someone knocked on the door that You Qing took Ming Qiao off his lap.

He went to open the door, and at the door, a demon asked him: "Should we send the little god back now? It's too late to do so."

According to the original plan, Ming Qiao, the little god, would not stay overnight.

Now, it's time for Mingqiao to leave.

He was a little reluctant to leave.

"elder brother."

He held You Qing's hand and called out.

You Qinghui held his little hand and frowned slightly.

Seeing this, the demon at the door stepped aside, giving them some time to talk.

"Brother, didn't you say you're not a demon? Then can you come back to the fairyland with me? I'll hide you well."

"I have something else to do here."

You Qing wanted to go with Ming Qiao, but he was still rational. He knew what was most important at this moment.

Earlier, he had thought about getting close to Sanchen and doing what he asked Mingqiao to do today.

But he failed.

When Sanchen saw him, he didn't get close to him, and had no intention of letting him get close to him at all.

Currently, the only one who can let Sanchen get close to him is Mingqiao.

"Okay, then, I'll go back first."

Ming Qiao reluctantly let go of his little hand and said goodbye to his brother first.

You Qing looked at him and said nothing.

Ming Qiao was led by the demon waiting outside. He took two steps, turned back, and patted You Qing on the cheek.

"Goodbye, brother!"

"goodbye."

You Qing watched him go without even moving his eyes away.

Not until Ming Qiao's little figure completely disappeared did You Qing slowly withdrew his gaze and left to do other things.

On the way back to the fairyland, Mingqiao's little face was visibly happy.

He was held by the demon and hummed a catchy song he made up.

He hummed the whole way, a catchy song with no tune, repeated over and over again without even a new word, just a few lines like the grass is green, the river is blue, and Qiao Qiao is happy.

He hummed all the way, and the demon who was holding him was brainwashed by him and couldn't help but hum a few lines along with him.

Arrived in wonderland.

Ming Qiao waved his little hand, said goodbye to Modao who had sent him off, and then skipped off to look for Sanchen.

He would go to Sanchen on weekdays. But when he went to see Sanchen before, he felt as heavy-hearted as if he was visiting a grave.

This time when he went to find Sanchen, he was in the happy mood to put Sanchen to the grave as soon as possible.

"God! I'm coming!"

Ming Qiao is quite popular in front of Sanchen. He can enter and leave Sanchen's bedroom at will and no one will stop him.

After entering Sanchen's bedroom, Mingqiao made tea for Sanchen and mixed a drop of demon's blood into it before going to see Sanchen.

After the demon's blood dissolved in the tea, nothing unusual could be seen.

Ming Qiao lowered his head and looked for a long time, then sniffed.

After he sniffed it, he almost wanted to taste it himself.

But You Qing had warned him—

Can't run into it yourself.

This demon blood is just like the demon itself, not a good thing.

If he encounters it, he won't be able to bear it.

Ming Qiao looked at the cup of tea that was almost like poison. He calmly handed the tea to San Chen and said, "Lord God, this is for you. I made it for you."

After Ming Qiao handed the tea to Sanchen, she smiled at him.

Sanchen: “…”

Sanchen paused, then smiled: "Qiao Qiao, you are really adorable when you smile."

Sanchen really likes Mingqiao's soft little face.

Ming Qiao also knew that he liked looking at her.

"I'll perform the Soul-Blessing Dance for you. You can watch while you drink your tea."

Mingqiao also took the initiative to suggest dancing.

The Zhuling Dance is very long and tiring. In the past, Ming Qiao would have been very reluctant to dance it.

But in order to get Sanchen to drink tea, Mingqiao was willing to give it his all.

He changed his clothes and danced hard for Sanchen.

His chubby little body looks more adorable than divine when he dances.

Sanchen watched his dance and drank the whole cup of tea without realizing it.

After drinking it, he still didn't notice anything, the only thing he felt was -

This tea is not brewed well.

The tea tastes light and is barely drinkable.

When Ming Qiao saw San Chen finish his tea, he felt relieved.

He ended the dance by waving his hands and kicking his legs.

“I’m so tired.”

He sat down and said to Sanchen, "I'll dance for you again tomorrow."

"Can."

Sanchen agreed.

That night, Mingqiao slept soundly in Sanchen's bedroom.

He had a sweet dream.

In his dream, he and his brother returned home, back to the home where his father and mother were.

Mingqiao was dreaming of going home, and there was a sweet smile on her little face even in her sleep.

The next day.

Mingqiao made tea for Sanchen again and added some wine.

Two days later.

Ming Qiao cooked barbecue and blood dripped on the meat.

He doesn't do it very frequently.

Sanchen felt a slight discomfort in his body, but he couldn't tell where exactly he felt uncomfortable.

He just asked Ming Qiao to continue dancing for him.

Ming Qiao's dance made him feel as if his discomfort was relieved whenever he watched it.

He could enjoy a sense of calm pleasure in Ming Qiao's dance.

Ming Qiao didn't know that her dance was useful.

He was like a troublemaker, wearing beautiful clothes and dancing one dance after another in front of Sanchen.

He danced so much that by the end he felt like he had lost a little weight.

While Ming Qiao was dancing, You Qing also thought of a way to protect the "circle" within the fairyland.

He can put a set on the circle.

To put it simply, it is to create a barrier around the circle.

This is not an easy task, and it also requires Mingqiao's cooperation.

Mingqiao was very willing to cooperate.

Both children were trying their best to get home.

They were doing their best in this strange world, and in the Tianjun world, there were also people working hard for them.

In the blood mist forbidden area, the former Madam Xiao, now the only daughter of the Mo family, Mo Ge, knelt in front of Wu Ye and Qing Heng and their group, carrying the mirror that she had fished out after three days and three nights.

She was both apologizing and begging.

She begged Qingheng to hand Xiao Song over to her so that she could force him to tell her the whereabouts of her son.

When she finds her biological son and settles him down, she is willing to die to make up for her mistake of losing Mingqiao.

She knelt on the ground and begged.

At this moment, she was not the noble and prominent Mrs. Xiao, nor was she the mysterious Miss Mo. She was just a poor mother who lost her son.

She just wanted her son back.

Mo Ge's kneeling pleading did not arouse any sympathy from Wu Ye.

Wu Ye wanted to kill this woman.

He thought about his son who had not returned yet, and then looked at the kneeling woman in front of him, and his murderous intent never diminished.

"You'd better pray that Shi Ze can find my son."

Wu Ye stared at Mo Ge kneeling on the ground and said coldly: "If my son makes any mistake, I will not let you go."

Mo Ge bit his lips tightly, kneeling on the ground without even raising his head.

Behind Wu Ye was Shi Ze who was studying the mirror.

"I'm afraid this mirror is broken, otherwise Qiao Qiao wouldn't have been sent away by it."

Shi Ze frowned and felt very tired looking at the mirror.

This mirror can only be activated by the soul.

The souls of the ancient gods had long since disappeared, and Shi Ze's own soul was shattered. His power was incomplete, and he was unable to completely open the mirror.

He studied hard for several days, and finally -

He only caught sight of Ming Qiao's small figure in the mirror.

"The little guy is still alive."

Shi Ze floated the mirror in the air, and he looked like he was going to destroy it right there. While he was instructing Wu Ye to serve him, he freed his mouth to give a live commentary.

"He has gone to another realm. Tsk, he is quite fast."

"This kid is interesting, You Qing, is he Ming Qiao's brother? It doesn't seem like it."

"You guys had your second baby?"

Shi Ze was a bit talkative, and Wu Ye glanced at him, thinking he was a bit noisy.

"Would you please shut up? We can see for ourselves."

"cannot."

Shi Ze didn't give Wu Ye any face. He blocked Wu Ye's words and then ordered: "Go, grill some meat for me. Ming Qiao said you grill the best."

In the mirror, when Ming Qiao handed the grilled meat to San Chen, he was saying to San Chen: "My father's grilled meat is the most fragrant. Mine is not as delicious as his."

"But the meat I grilled for you is also good. I grilled it with all my heart!"

Mingqiao has a sweet mouth and is very good at coaxing people.

And Sanchen fell for his trick.

Outside the mirror.

Shi Ze watched Ming Qiao pour blood from the small bottle. He raised his eyebrows and said proudly: "The demon blood in this bottle is mine."

This bottle of demon blood contains the power he lacks.

He looked at the small bottle in the mirror and licked his lips greedily.

He also wanted to go to the world where Ming Qiao was at the moment.

Wherever Shi Ze wanted to go, Ming Qiao wanted to escape desperately.

"elder brother."

Ming Qiao secretly met his brother without telling San Chen, but as soon as he saw his brother, he stuck to him.

Not only did he stick to his brother's arms, he also tilted his little face up to let his brother see if he had lost weight.

"Touch my face."

Ming Qiao held You Qing's hand and let You Qing touch his little face.

You Qing touched it and it was still plump.

However, he knew what Mingqiao wanted to hear.

So, he said without changing his expression: "You've lost weight."

Ming Qiao: “!”

Ming Qiao was indeed happy.

He doesn't want to be a chubby kid anymore, he wants to be a little thinner.

“I think I’ve become thinner too.”

Ming Qiao sat happily in You Qing's arms and took a bite of the pastry that You Qing fed him.

The pastries are sweet, just like Mingqiao’s mood at the moment.

He ate a few bites of the cake, stopped, and asked a little nervously: "Brother, will eating cake make me fat?"

"No, you're too thin and need to gain weight."

You Qing said, paused, and added another reason: "Sweets can relax your mood. If you are nervous, you can eat more sweets."

"I ate it."

Ming Qiao poisoned Sanchen very steadily and calmly. Although he looked calm, he was actually quite nervous.

Whenever he gets nervous, he eats cakes.

He himself didn't notice that his chubby face was actually rounder than before.

"Brother, when can we finish this?"

“Soon.”

You Qing replied: "The demon god's blood is running out, Sanchen can't hold on for much longer."

"Hmm! Demon blood is really useful."

Ming Qiao was full of gratitude for the demon blood in the small bottle.

If it weren't for this bottle of blood, it would be difficult to kill Sanchen.

"Brother, how many demons are there?"

Speaking of the devil, Ming Qiao suddenly wanted to ask something.

You Qing casually replied: "There is only one, what's wrong?"

Ming Qiao's eyes curved and she laughed: "There's a big devil living next door to my grandma. He says he's also a devil! Hahaha, he must be lying."

There is only one demon in the world.

The gods are gone, and the devil only has a bottle of blood left.

Ming Qiao felt that the big devil who lived next door to his grandmother and bullied children was definitely not the devil from before.

"Well, it's probably a lie."

You Qing said calmly: "The previous demon god was called Shi Ze. It has been many years. He is probably no longer around."

Ming Qiao: “…”

Ming Qiao's baby voice of laughing suddenly stopped.

He stared at You Qing with his eyes wide open in confusion.

"What?"

He asked, "What is the name of the demon?"

You Qing: “…”

You Qing replied: "Shi Ze."

He also explained: "Shi Ze is the name of a large lake in the ancient times of the gods. The demon god Shi Ze was also born from this lake."

He explained it in detail, and Ming Qiao looked confused.

Two people, one big and one small, looked at each other.

After a while, Ming Qiao said blankly: "The devil who lives next door to grandma is also called Shi Ze."

You Qing: “?”

Is it such a coincidence?

You Qing was still suspecting Ming Qiao's grandmother's evil neighbor, but now the evil man himself had jumped out to prove himself.

"I, Shi Ze, am the Devil!"

He pointed at the mirror and said to everyone, "The small bottle in Qiao Qiao's hand contains my blood."

He was very proud of his blood.

He was also satisfied with Ming Qiao's reaction when he knew he was a demon.

"You are stupid."

He said proudly: "Although I bullied the children, I didn't lie to them."

If he says it is a demon, then it is a demon.

Shi Ze's arrogance was seen by everyone, and no one paid any attention to him.

Everyone is waiting for Mingqiao to come back.

Ming Qiao and You Qing's plan has reached the final moment.

The symptoms of dust discomfort are becoming more and more intense.

He secluded himself for a while and also did some self-examination.

But he never found out that it was Ming Qiao.

Ming Qiao is a cub of the Zhuling tribe.

The Zhuling tribe is the race closest to God.

For some reason, Sanchen had great trust in Mingqiao, a young cub of the Zhuling clan.

He didn't think the Zhuling people would betray God.

The Zhuling tribe's racial purpose does include never betraying God, but the cub Mingqiao has not yet returned to the Zhuling tribe.

Besides, in Mingqiao's heart, Sanchen is not a god.

Time goes by day by day.

Ming Qiao didn't know that he was being watched, and he was busy all the time.

The days when Ming Qiao secretly meets You Qing are when she is most relaxed.

"Three more days."

You Qing was also counting the time.

He bent Mingqiao's chubby fingers and told Mingqiao: "Count on three more days and we can go home."

"Well! Let's go home to see my parents! I haven't been to class for a long time."

Mingqiao still wants to go back to class.

There are bonuses in Wanling College, and children who study well can earn bonuses.

He wanted to earn some bonus.

With the unanimous expectation of the two children and the adults outside the mirror, Mingqiao's three fat little fingers were finally counted to the last one.

On the last day, everything is ready, waiting for the demon blood in Sanchen's body to explode.

To be on the safe side, Ming Qiao rinsed the bottle of blood and added a cup of tea to Sanchen.

Sanchen didn't drink this time.

He looked at Ming Qiao in front of him. His originally sage-like face now looked devoid of that celestial aura.

"You drink it."

San Chen said suddenly: "You have been making tea for me for so many days, but I have never seen you drink it."

Ming Qiao: “…”

Ming Qiao looked him in the face and blinked.

"OK."

Ming Qiao drank two gulps without hesitation.

He drank quickly and decisively, without any unnatural feeling.

Seeing this, Sanchen turned his gaze away from him.

"Go down."

"Well! I'll go first!"

Ming Qiao said goodbye to him as usual, and then went back to her residence.

As soon as he got back, Mingqiao closed the door and ran to the basin.

He scratched his throat, trying to spit out the tea.

"vomit."

He couldn't spit it out.

Ming Qiao couldn't spit out the tea no matter how hard he tried, and his face turned red from all the trouble.

His eyes were wet and he looked completely exhausted.

After waiting on the ground for a while, Ming Qiao touched his chest suspiciously.

"Did I drink fake demon blood?"

He murmured, "How come nothing happened to me?"

My brother clearly said that drinking the devil’s blood would make you feel uncomfortable.

Ming Qiao drank the blood of the devil and was fine.

When Shi Ze witnessed this scene, he almost went crazy.

After drinking his blood, there was no rejection reaction at all...

This fucking thing seems to be my own blood.

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Grandpa: Aaaahhh!

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