"If you want to die, just say so," Baili Xiyao retorted unhappily, picked up He Mozhao sideways, and jumped into the pure spring.
Seeing this, the evil man jumped in as well.
After counting on his fingers to understand what had just happened, the evil man spread out his fan to cover half of his charming face and chuckled, "Xiao Xixi, you are really cruel. You can't do it yourself, so you ask others to do it for you. Look at the blood flowing from the little beauty. It makes me feel sad."
"You should worry more about where you're going to find another suitable World Divine Envoy." Baili Xiyao's voice was unrecognizable, but the evil man put away his smile and replaced it with a bitter face. "You and Xiao Xuan'er are really killing me when they start dating. How many World Divine Envoys are you?"
"If you have so much free time, go find someone you love, and stop wandering around like a ghost all day long." Baili Xiyao was helpless. After putting the unconscious He Mozhao on the water bed, he reached out to the evil man and said, "I heard from Xingshu that you have mastered the Soul Condensing Lamp. Give it to me and lend it to me."
"Good fellow! I was wondering why you were also imitating Feng Xuan and the other gods who killed the gods on command. It turns out you are after my things and wanted to lure me out!"
The evil man was so angry that he jumped up and down.
"Bingji, I don't have time to joke with you, come to me now"
Seeing the coldness in Baili Xiyao's eyes, the evil man called 'Bingji' pursed his lips, closed his fan handsomely, and resignedly took out an ice-blue glass lamp from the treasure bag hanging on his waist and handed it to Baili Xiyao, "Here you go, consider it a meeting gift for my little beauty."
"Thank you," after a simple thank you, Baili Xiyao immediately used the Soul-Condensing Cup to cast a spell to stabilize He Mozhao's restless soul, while taking out the soul of He Mozhao that Feng Tian had voluntarily donated to help it return to the body.
About an hour later.
The sword in He Mozhao's heart automatically dissipated, and the wound healed quickly. Apart from the bloodstains on his snow-white coat, there was no trace of injury.
Baili Xiyao breathed a sigh of relief, hugged the person in his arms with heartache, and kissed He Mozhao lightly between the eyebrows.
"By the way, where is Feng Tian? Did you kill him?" Bing Ji searched the entire bottom of the cold pond for an hour, but did not see Feng Tian's figure, not even a trace of his remains.
Seeing that Baili Xiyao had finished casting the spell, he stepped forward and asked.
"Shouldn't he be killed?"
Baili Xiyao's eyes were always on He Mozhao's face which was gradually getting redder. When he heard Bingji's words, he didn't even look at him and asked directly.
"It's not that he shouldn't be killed, but I heard that Feng Tiansheng has a good appearance, so I wanted to meet him."
Hearing this, Baili Xiyao paused for a moment, finally glancing up at Bingji. Seeing Bingji, who was wearing a flirtatious pink brocade robe that no one else could pull off, he looked extremely charming. "Among us, you're the only one who's single now. Have you really never taken a fancy to anyone in all these years?"
"Oh~ forget it, my goal is to find the most handsome man in the world. Who knew that every time you guys found one, I would think that was the most handsome one when I first saw him. But it's like you guys are secretly competing with each other, finding each one more handsome than the other. After seeing so many of these amazing looks, how can I still be interested in those with average looks?"
Bingji sighed deeply and jokingly said, "Why don't you give me the little beauty in your arms? I think the one in your arms is very good, and it makes me want to have one."
A dagger flew across her face, and Bingji immediately opened her jade fan, blocking it in front of her, and smiled apologetically, "Just kidding, how dare I covet your people, hahahaha"
Baili Xiyao restrained his gaze and aura because the person in his arms woke up.
He Mozhao...
To be precise, it was the God of War Mo Zhao. His eyes slowly opened, and a glassy color flashed in them.
As soon as he saw Xiyao, Mo Zhao immediately hugged her around the waist and started to act coquettishly, "Xixi~my heart hurts~" His pretended soft voice did not disgust people, but made people want to indulge him even more.
Even though he knew that he had recovered his divine body and his illness had long since disappeared, the piercing pain in his heart before he fell into a coma was not fake.
Xiyao rubbed He Mozhao's chest distressedly, and asked him softly from time to time, "Does it still hurt?"
The screen full of pink bubbles made Bing Ji sigh in admiration.
"Where can you find a baby who acts like a spoiled child right after waking up? I want one too."
Mo Zhao was startled by the sudden voice of a stranger. He sat up straight and turned around, and saw a handsome and enchanting man sitting not far away, looking at him and Xiyao with a playful look on his face.
Mo Zhao's eyes rolled, he stood up and landed on the ground, then turned around and changed into a crimson brocade robe. His black hair hung down, with the ends of his hair scattered three or four inches below his waist.
Baili Xiyao and Bingji had no idea what Mo Zhao was going to do, but the next moment they saw Mo Zhao suddenly smile brightly at Bingji.
This smile made Bingji stunned, and even stopped fanning herself.
But before Mo Zhao could ask who Bing Ji was, Xi Yao, with a gloomy face, carried her away and disappeared on the spot.
“??? How can it just disappear like that…”, Bing Ji came back to her senses from Mo Zhao’s charming smile, and looking at the empty bottom of the cold pond, she felt lonely for the first time. Several good friends who grew up together had found their destined partners, but she was the only one who was still wandering around doing nothing all day.
The other side.
Baili Xiyao and He Mozhao flashed into the bamboo house in Qianli Maple Forest. With a wave of his hand, he set up a barrier and pressed the man onto the bed. His eyes narrowed slightly, "My dear, you dare to seduce others in front of me after you return. Do you think being your wife can't satisfy you?"
Hearing this, He Mozhao did not argue, but stretched out his hand to pull his belt, smiled softly with his eyes curved, and said in a charming voice, "Whether you are satisfied or not depends on the performance of my wife."
"Fairy," Baili Xiyao shouted softly, and his fingertips slowly swept across the contours of He Mozhao's face.
"Madam, don't you like it?" He Mozhao was about to stand up, but was pushed back by Baili Xiyao.
"Baby, this makes me want to relive the wedding night of our engagement."
Baili Xiyao deliberately emphasized the four words "bridal chamber".
He Mozhao was stunned for a moment after hearing this, then he curled his lips into a smile, climbed his hands onto the back of Baili Xiyao's neck, raised his upper body, leaned close to Baili Xiyao's ear, and whispered softly: "Let me have a good time first, the rest is up to you~"
Hearing this, Baili Xiyao felt a burst of fireworks in his head, and the only feeling he had was:
The unrestrained, lazy and casual Mo Zhao is really back.
Before Baili Xiyao pressed down her red lips, He Mozhao regained his last bit of rationality and said, "Don't go too far. We still have to go home for the New Year."
Baili Xiyao was stunned for a moment, then chuckled, "Okay~"
The feast has begun and there is no turning back.
This is also the first time that the affair is divided into two scenes.
In the previous match, Baili Xiyao took the initiative, making He Mozhao feel refreshed both physically and mentally.
In the second match, Baili Xiyao took the lead in attacking, which made her feel refreshed both physically and mentally.
Of course, these two games really made He Mozhao understand everything inside and out, and he also had a preliminary understanding of how terrifying the jealousy from Baili Xiyao was, which he had not seen for a long time.
Just before falling asleep, He Mozhao thought: How cool!
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