Chapter 118: Anger
Mo Jiuxiao picked up the necklace with satisfaction, it was very good, it was perfect, it was very suitable for his own baby fox.
"Now that the necklace is ready, the apprentice will retire first. Mo Jiuxiao got up and saluted Jin Hao Immortal Venerable, then turned around and went out.
Bingyan almost shouted "Take me away" with tears in her eyes, and as soon as Mo Jiuxiao left, the atmosphere in the hall became extremely cold.
Jin Hao Immortal Venerable held the ice blade in his hand and unconsciously slashed in the large ice block in front of him, and in an instant, the ice cube turned into ice foam and scattered all over the ground.
Bingyan flattered and flew to Jinhao Immortal Venerable's side, bowing his head and making a small one.
"What just happened. Jin Hao Immortal Venerable asked in a flat tone.
Bingyan didn't dare to say anything, so she had to use her mind to tell Jin Hao Immortal Venerable that she couldn't get used to Mo Jiuxiao and hated him.
"Why?" Jin Hao Immortal Venerable's voice was cold to the bone.
Bingyan had no choice but to say that because Mo Jiuxiao was the son of gods and demons.
Jin Hao Immortal Venerable did not move, but all the ice plates and ice bricks of the Qingrin Hall had cracks, and the originally exquisite palace suddenly became full of dead flaws.
Even so, Jin Hao Immortal Venerable sat there and still didn't move.
"You hate him. ”
These four words contain all the anger of Jinhao Immortal Venerable. Even though Mo Jiuxiao is the son of gods and demons, even though he is disliked by heaven and earth, he is his own apprentice! He has protected his eldest apprentice for so long, no one has ever known his identity, and no one has ever dared to dislike him!
But he didn't expect that the first person to express his dislike because of his identity as a big apprentice was his own contract fire!
For the first time, Lord Xianzun felt a surge of anger rush through his mind. He suddenly had a sense of powerlessness, Bingyan could not care about his master stumbling on the child Jiuxiao, what if others knew Jiuxiao's identity.
What if this happens after you have ascended?
Apprentice who has been protecting himself from childhood to adulthood...... What could he do?
Jin Hao Immortal Venerable was so angry that he didn't get angry at this Bingyan, he silently cut off his contract with Bingyan, and said coldly: "Since that's the case, you can go." ”
Bingyan was frightened, it rushed to Jinhao Immortal Venerable and kept admitting its mistake, and begged Jinhao Immortal Venerable not to drive it away.
Jin Hao Immortal Venerable was unmoved, this person was born hard-hearted, cold-hearted and cold-hearted. He raised his hand and repaired all the cracks in the hall, and said lightly: "Since you dislike him, then I am his master, and I am not worthy of being your master." Go back where you came from. ”
"Master, I was wrong, I really didn't mean to, woo woo. Bingyan sobbed, but they had severed the contract, and it was impossible for Jinhao Immortal Venerable to understand its words.
If Bingyan could turn into a human form, then it would already be in tears at this moment. It really regretted it, I didn't expect it to be so costly to help the Lord God carry a pot!, but it was useless to admit its mistakes, Jin Hao Immortal Venerable directly isolated Bingyan from the Qingrin Palace, and no matter how it moved, he didn't look at it anymore.
It was only at this time that Bingyan deeply felt that the master didn't want it anymore.
Lord God looked at this scene with a slight headache, that person was fine anywhere. That's it, too ...... Let him worry about his heart. He never knew what to do with that person, and what he could do to make him happy. So much so that when they quarreled, he still didn't understand.
That person is really a piece of ice, holding it in the palm of his hand for fear of falling, and holding it in his mouth for fear of melting. Even if he found the most perfect and comfortable box to place him and protect him, he was still not happy.
The person he cares about the most is also the person he is most helpless.