Dragons, whether they go up to the big world plane or down to the small plane, know that it is a supreme existence, and the people in front of them want their subordinates to call themselves dragon masters, and their ambitions are visible.

"Get up, what's the matter? Last time, this seat punished you, did you regret it? As he spoke, he was coerced and shocked, so that Xigua had to cool his legs.

"The subordinates thanked the dragon lord for not killing him, and the subordinates came to the dragon lord this time because...... The bell rang. Xigua said respectfully.

The dragon lord's eyes narrowed: "The bell rang?" Last time, you said the same thing. ”

"This time, my subordinates didn't dare to come rashly...... I only ask the dragon lord to send a few army leaders to his subordinates. "The western coat knew that he had angered the dragon lord last time, and he didn't dare to ask for more.

Last ...... Less than a hundred years later, the Dragon Lord listened to his preparation of countless treasures in this world to build a formation, just to completely eliminate the remnants of the lineage that might remain, but he failed.

"Okay, I'll give you two, but this time...... Don't let me down. ”

In the small plane, in the tomb of the gods, on the second floor of the tomb of the gods, Qingmo was sitting on the lotus leaves, talking to the fairies: "How can the lotus flowers on the second floor grow so big?" ”

The fairies spit bubbles.

"Huh? The water on the second floor also tastes better? Let me drink it? Isn't it...... I'm going to do this, my woman has to dislike me for being a fish. Qingmo shook his head.

It has been two hours since he entered the Jade Disc of Creation, and you must know that the time in the Jade Disc of Creation can be calculated by a thousand times, two hours in the outside world and two thousand hours in the inner realm, but she has been in at least eighty-three days!

"Isn't this woman actually spending more time in this space than she is in the outside world?" Qingmo couldn't help but think like this, he hadn't counted these data, he only felt that his own women had spent too much time on cultivation.

It's hard to cultivate such a long lifespan, but the life is more compact than a mortal.

Qingmo was playing with the fairies, but gradually, he felt more and more bored.

After living with humans for a long time, will you get tired of such a carefree state of life? Qingmo didn't know what was going on in his head, but he was very unhappy right now.

Four hours later, Qingmo collapsed on the lotus leaf, he scratched his hair vigorously with both hands, what happened to him today? Something doesn't feel right?

Another four hours passed, and his master had not yet appeared.

Qingmo felt that he was already a waste fish.

Since he woke up, he has been a good tool spirit for his master, and he has learned all kinds of tricks to please his own women, but who would have thought that his own women are actually cultivators, and they don't know much about commitment.

It was clear that Qingyao said that if she didn't find Luo Chen's space ring, she would give it to her, but her own woman was still obsessed with helping Qingyao fulfill her promise.

Alas, if Luo Chen is still alive and hasn't come back for so many years, if he really finds it, wouldn't he be sad or Qingyao? After all, isn't this clearly telling Qing Yao that Luo Chen doesn't have her in his heart, and he won't even look at her when she is pregnant with a child?

"Huh? Wrong...... If there is a death, there will be a death report from the virtual network? Didn't the guy named Qingyao go to the virtual network life and death appraisal at that time? Qingmo remembered that when the spacecraft accident occurred, Dongfang Zitang had received a death report from Firefox and Chu Li.

Qingmo felt that something was wrong, so he began to use the virtual network to query this information, but he really found a suspicious point.

"The death of a virtual network is determined by a chip, and if you take someone's chip out, break it, and don't redo it after a while, the virtual network will determine that the person is dead. But don't think about making a fortune with this, how much money can you be worth, don't you count in your heart? What is that money compared to not being able to use a virtual network anymore? ”

This was an answer that Qingmo saw, which made him can't help but shout - "Master! ”

"The two guys of Firefox and Chu Hai should be dead anymore, no one will artificially fake the deaths of these two guys, but Luo Chen is different, Luo Chen is the god of war of the Cao clan, or the status of the prince of the Cao clan...... Therefore, Qing Yao may not have believed Luo Chen's death report on the virtual network at all. ”

Qingmo felt that he was really a little genius! When the master comes out, he must praise himself greatly in front of the master!

After thinking about it, Qingmo began to be depressed again.

But what were these things compared to his master? The master works too hard, and often makes Qingmo feel that she is ......

But what can be done? He's just a machine spirit, and the machine spirit can't be cultivated, what else can he do?

Isn't it just that you can only watch romance, play virtual games, and occasionally rely on your own imported knowledge to win favor?

The more Qingmo thought about it, the more uncomfortable he became, and he didn't know why he was like this, in short, he was very uncomfortable, and he felt that all his logic was problematic.

Suddenly, he thought it would be nice if his master had slowed down and had lazy with him...... The benefits of others are also accepted, relying on face and talent and previous connections, everyone is happy together, and there is no worry about resources, sooner or later they will go further, just a little slower, isn't it good?

But he soon put that feeling out of his mind.

What's wrong with him?

Dongfang Zitang retreated in the Jade Plate of Creation this time, and it took five days of retreat before he came out. Five days in the outside world, thirteen and a half years in the inner world.

When Dongfang Zitang came out, she saw the extremely decadent Qingmo. Qingmo put his fish tail on the lotus leaf, and the whole mermaid's head was in the water, and her blue hair rippled with the pool water, which looked quite beautiful.

The fairy fish cared for Qingmo and kept rubbing Qingmo's face in turn, but Qingmo was indifferent.

Dongfang Zitang looked at this scene and was at a loss: "...... What's wrong? ”

Qingmo raised his head, his eyes were a little blank, and his beautiful little face was completely gone: "I think I'm a waste fish." ”

Dongfang Zitang: "......"

Just when Dongfang Zitang didn't know what to say, Qingmo pointed behind her, Dongfang Zitang turned around and happened to see a large piece of paper, on which was written Qingmo analyzed why Qingyao didn't believe in the death diagnosis of the virtual network.

After Dongfang Zitang saw it, the corners of his mouth raised lightly: "So, it's rare to be serious, why is it a waste of fish?" ”

Hearing what his master said, Qingmo was even more decadent, and he jumped directly into the fairy pond, blowing bubbles.

I have to say that the fairy pond water on the second floor does taste better than the fairy pond water on the first floor, but he will resolutely not admit that he has drunk this immortal pond water.

Dongfang Zitang: "......"

Faced with Qingmo's sudden situation, Dongfang Zitang was also very at a loss, theoretically, as the owner, she should appease her machine spirit, but she didn't even know why the machine spirit became like this.

Qingmo feels that he is a waste fish, so should he be praised?

Thinking like this, Dongfang Zitang said: "It's really a good angle, I've never thought in this direction, thank you, Qingmo." ”

Qingmo didn't react when he heard the words before, but when he heard the words "thank you" from Dongfang Zitang, he immediately jumped up, and looked at his master with big eyes incredulously: "Thank you?" ”

His host said thank you to him!?