"The matter of the World God's Envoy is over, why are you still staying?"
Xiyao flipped through the book in his hand and saw Bingji resting her chin on her palm, with no intention of leaving, so he asked her to leave.
"I just think this little beauty is cute and want to get to know her better," Bing Ji said, throwing a coquettish glance at Mo Zhao who was sleeping soundly on the bed, joking without fear of death.
The next second, the sound of ice blades colliding was heard.
When Xiyao's flying dagger reached Bingji, it was blocked by another fiery red dagger.
Xiyao raised his eyes and looked at the person who came. "Chiyan, if you don't take care of it now, it will be difficult to control you in the future."
Chi Yan stood behind Bing Ji, remained silent for a few moments, then pursed his lips and nodded, raised his hand to lift Bing Ji by the collar, and turned to leave Jimo Residence.
The empty bedroom became deserted again. Xiyao felt comfortable and continued to flip through the book in his hand.
After searching for a while, I didn't see any small world that interested me.
Xiyao closed the book, took off his outer robe, lay down beside Mo Zhao, hugged Mo Zhao, and closed his eyes to rest.
Forget it, let's just do it randomly when the time comes. Anyway, the ancient small world only has those settings, and my baby is planning to have his own memories. With Qing'e protecting him, I'll just let him make trouble and be happy.
When Mo Zhao woke up, he heard Xiyao instructing Qing'e to take care of her own affairs in the small world, and he was immediately overjoyed.
"Xixi! Do you agree that we should go to the ancient small world?"
"How about letting some cutie who always makes trouble for me challenge my heartbeat and patience again and again?"
Xiyao chuckled and held Mo Zhao's handsome face in her hands, shaking it left and right.
Knowing he was in the wrong, Mo Zhao didn't dare to reply. He could only squint his big eyes and smile guiltily, hoping to get away with it and let this matter pass as soon as possible.
"This time, I will let Qing'e protect you. You are not allowed to refuse."
"I know, I know," Mo Zhao held the hand that was poking his forehead, pecked it, and grinned with his big white teeth.
"I knew you would use this trick against me," Xiyao laughed, feeling extremely helpless.
Hearing this, Mo Zhao chuckled twice and said, "It doesn't matter how many tricks you have, as long as they work." After saying that, he moved forward and rubbed Xi Yao's face with the tip of his nose.
"You're doing this as soon as you feel a little better. Don't you want your waist anymore?" Xiyao felt itchy when he rubbed her, but she couldn't bear to push him away.
"Xixi, don't keep thinking about unspeakable things. The most important thing for us now is to have fun!" Although he said so, Mo Zhao's hands moved more boldly. "Speaking of which, we are only engaged in the small world and haven't had a formal wedding yet."
"Why don't we postpone the wedding and have the wedding night first?"
As Xiyao spoke, he pressed towards Mo Zhao and untied the jade belt around Mo Zhao's waist with one hand.
What happened next was a natural progression. However, considering that Mo Zhao had just used his spiritual power, Xiyao did not go too far. So when Mo Zhao woke up again, he went to the Siming Palace with a refreshed mind and went to find the Siming Star Lord who had just taken office.
"This little immortal greets the Lord God of War." The newly appointed Lord of Destiny hurried forward when he saw that the visitor was Mo Zhao. He remembered that before he took office, his colleagues and friends had specifically warned him that he had to be respectful when meeting this person. This was the Lord God's treasure. If even a hair on his head was injured in my Lord God of Destiny Palace, I'm afraid my Lord God of Destiny Palace would have to be rebuilt.
"Alas! I'm no longer the God of War. The current God of War is Mo Yu, don't call me the wrong one." Mo Zhao waved his hand. "Si Ming, where are all the ancient books on tribulations?"
"? What does your Excellency want this for?"
“I want to go there again.”
Upon hearing this, Siming was shocked. What happened to this person after he had gone through the tribulation and nourished his soul last time had been spread privately in their God Realm. Who knew how this ancestor dared to travel to the mortal world? Wasn't he really afraid of being used by someone with ulterior motives?
"Sir, this, this, I hope you will think twice", you are not afraid, but we are afraid.
"I've thought about it, and Xixi agrees. Just go get it. Go quickly. If you don't go, I'll go look for it myself."
Seeing that persuasion was futile, Siming could only accept his fate and take all the scripts. He thought that he would go with them when the time came. After all, it would always be right to keep this person safe.
The sight of several stacks of notebooks stacked together was so spectacular that Mo Zhao couldn't help but widen his eyes.
so much? !
Mo Zhao swallowed secretly, took a deep breath, buried himself in the storybook, and finally succeeded in pulling out the booklet that Sheng Quan had specially sandwiched in the middle.
The invincible female general of the neighboring country and the delicate and frail little prince.
Isn’t this talking about me and Xixi?
That’s it!
"Sheng Quan? Why does this name sound so familiar?" Mo Zhao flipped through the booklet and saw the name of the man who was about to become his father. He felt that it sounded familiar.
But before he could think about it, Bingji's voice interrupted his thoughts.
"What are you doing, little beauty?"
"...", Mo Zhao quickly looked around, and when he confirmed that Xiyao was not there, he breathed a sigh of relief, "Bingji, please don't call me that, or we will both be miserable."
"Tsk, don't worry, Xiyao is not here." Bingji found a vacant space and sat down cross-legged. "What are you doing? Why don't you put it on the table? Why do you sit on the ground like this?"
"Aren't you looking for a small world to play in?" Mo Zhao slapped his thigh and said, "I remember, Sheng Quan is your friend, the one who made Taotie do hard labor for him."
Bingji didn't expect him to have such a good memory. She was stunned for a moment, "There's also a notebook with Sheng Quan's name on it?"
Hearing his question, Mo Zhao handed over the notebook in his hand.
Bingji took it and looked at it, and the corners of her mouth twitched.
Sheng Quan is too lazy. He made his own script, and since his last name is Sheng, he named his country Shengguo. When he couldn't think of a name for the neighboring country, he just called it "Neighboring Country". How lazy! Wouldn't Xiyao see through this style at a glance...
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