He Mozhao's eyes were slightly wet when he hung up the phone. He just needed Mu Shaojin and Zuo Linyu to add a code, and then the situation would burst like a flood.
"You two are not going to give me a scene like this too, are you?" He Mozhao said with a smile on his face, his voice a little hoarse.
"No, Brother Jin said, we are not separated by death. Maybe we will meet again in the future. There is no need to think about our enemies who will never see each other again in life or death. It will only add to our troubles." Zuo Linyu secretly wiped away a tear and pretended to be relaxed.
Mu Shaojin held his hand all the time and squeezed it tightly.
"A Zhao, Happy New Year, Xi Yao, Happy New Year"
Mu Shaojin's voice was a little low. He actually had a lot to say, but the second before he opened his mouth, he felt that those words were not important, and there was no need to say those seemingly pretentious words between us.
So in the end, Mu Shaojin just said the most ordinary New Year's greetings.
"Brother Zhao, sister-in-law, Happy New Year!" Zuo Linyu half shouted this out. At this moment, he had his usual heartless smile on his face, quietly driving away the sadness of parting.
"Happy New Year"
"Happy New Year"
He Mozhao and Baili Xiyao responded in unison and smiled at each other.
"Okay, that's all for the New Year's greetings. Let's go do what we need to do," Mu Shaojin said with a smile, "Do you want to go first or should we?"
"You guys go first."
"good"
After responding, Mu Shaojin took Zuo Linyu and left first, decisively and even his back told He Mozhao: Don't be nostalgic, life is full of comings and goings, and there will always be a coming and going.
As a result, the moment the door of the private room closed, He Mozhao and Baili Xiyao still saw Zuo Linyu hugging Mu Shaojin and crying, "Awooo~Brother Jin, I've already started to miss Brother Zhao, what should I do?"
He Mozhao laughed and turned to Baili Xiyao, "Wait a moment, I'll give you my blessing, and then we'll go home."
"Okay," Baili Xiyao nodded in response, then took a few steps back to leave space for Mo Zhao.
Mo Zhao closed his eyes, clasped his hands in front of his chest, and sent the blessing of the god Mo Zhao to all the mortals He Mo Zhao cared about.
When the seal ends, the scattered light spots respond to the master's command and fall on the person they should attach to.
"Go home!" Mo Zhao opened his eyes and stretched out his hand towards Xi Yao. His attire instantly returned to that of the God Realm. His eyes were clear, and he was dressed in crimson, dazzling and eye-catching.
Xiyao smiled and put his hand on hers. The moment their palms touched, his suit was replaced by a blue dress. His black hair fell down and flew into the air.
The two disappeared side by side.
At the entrance of Jimo Residence.
"Welcome Master, the Lord God of War has returned!"
Judging from Qing'e's appearance, she seemed to have been waiting at the door for a long time.
"Well, has Bingji arrived?"
"I've been here for quite a while now. I'm in the small kitchen, cooking for Master Chi Yan."
"!!" Xiyao was stunned, then reacted and immediately wanted to save his small kitchen.
Bang! Bang, bang, bang!
An explosion sounded, and soon black smoke floated out.
Xiyao held his forehead, made a gesture, and moved the two people in the small kitchen who had been blown into lion heads to his front through the air. "Don't you know your own level? You even blew up my small kitchen?"
Bingji, who had recovered from the explosion, looked aggrieved, "Xiao Xixi"
"Okay, stop talking." Xiyao couldn't bear to see Bingji like this. She was afraid that she would not be able to help but hit him. "Chiyan, you say..."
Chi Yan, who was named, touched his nose awkwardly, waved his hand, changed his and Bing Ji's clothes, and then said, "Bing Ji said that he has mastered the skills, so we..."
"You believe this? You two have known each other for so many years, you can't just let your feelings get the better of you and put this filter on him."
Chi Yan did not comment on this.
"Moved? Who are you attracted to? Chi Yan, do you have a crush on someone? Who? When? Do I know him?"
"That's not important. What's important is that you fix my small kitchen for me first!" He ignored Bingji's noisy words and was ruthlessly interrupted by Xiyao.
Xiyao's face was very dark. Bingji didn't dare to challenge her authority. She dragged Chi Yan dejectedly to repair the half-destroyed small kitchen.
"Are they going to have a little spark?", Mo Zhao quietly asked Xiyao, seizing the opportunity to speak.
"Although I don't know when Chi Yan fell in love with Bing Ji, I think it must have been a long time ago. As for Bing Ji's personality, it would be difficult for him to realize that he has fallen in love."
"I don't think so. I think there will be a qualitative leap between them soon." This premonition came out of nowhere, and Mo Zhao himself couldn't explain it.
"Let's not talk about them anymore. Let's think about what to eat. When they finish repairing the small kitchen, I'll cook for you." Xiyao held Mo Zhao's hand tightly and took him to sit in the yard. "Qing'e, go and do your thing."
"Yes," Qing'e responded and left. After a while, she came back with a stack of melon seeds, a pot of tea and a set of cups. She placed them on the table in front of Xiyao before she stepped away and never appeared again.
In this way, Mo Zhao and Xi Yao ate melon seeds and drank tea while watching Chi Yan and Bing Ji repair the house.
As he watched, Mo Zhao began to yawn and his head became more and more drowsy.
A second before his head hit the table, Xiyao reached out to catch it, but at this moment, Mo Zhao, feeling safe, followed Xiyao's arm, raised his hand to hug him and fell asleep.
Xiyao was helpless. He didn't move the hand that was holding Mo Zhao's head. He stood up and walked around behind him, picked up Mo Zhao and carried him back to the bedroom horizontally. To prevent being disturbed, he also set up a barrier.
Bing Ji was left alone to clean up while questioning Chi Yan.
"Chi Yan, good Chi Yan, just tell me, who is your sweetheart?"
Seeing Chi Yan didn't answer, Bing Ji leaned over softly, "Good Chi Chi~ Good Yan Yan~ Just tell me, your brother, who is your sweetheart?"
Chi Yan felt it was too noisy, so he raised his hand and snapped his fingers, casting a silencing spell on Bing Ji.
My ears are finally clear...
In response to this, Bingji was rarely emo. She squatted aside and drew circles in anger, leaving the task of cleaning up entirely to Chi Yan. Chi Yan was happy to be left alone and let him do it.
On the other hand, Mo Zhao slept for four full days before waking up. If Xi Yao didn't know that Mo Zhao was in good health now, he would have suspected that it was a sequelae of the soul-nurturing experience.
"woke up?"
"Well, I haven't had such a comfortable sleep in a long time."
Mo Zhao stretched out on the bed and lay lazily on it. His lazy look completely returned to the way he was a hundred years ago.
Xiyao sat by the bed. Seeing that he was awake, she reached out to the table. A glass of water appeared in her hand. With her other hand, she lifted Mo Zhao up and said, "Drink some water first. After dinner, I have to go find Bingji. He has something to say."
"Is it about the World God's Envoy?"
Mo Zhao took Xiyao's hand and drank the water in the cup in one gulp.
"Well, Bingji said that he found a suitable person, but that person is a little strange, and he wants to discuss it with us."
"Do we know this person?"
"From what he said, he is someone we know"
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