The moon god who is free in the world rushed up to the Forbidden Mountain again on this day.

"Brother Ziwei, come on, look at the good things I brought." The moon god placed two jars of peach blossom spring on top of the crape myrtle emperor's table, and sat cross-legged opposite him.

The solemn Emperor Ziwei was relieved. As long as he wasn't playing chess with him, he was still happy to be disturbed by this old friend.

Since 30,000 years ago, after he pit the Moon God and accepted three disciples, the Moon God's chess skills have improved by leaps and bounds. Now it is difficult for him to win the moon god on the chessboard, so he has been deprived of a lot of good things by the moon god.

"My eldest disciple has treasured the Peach Blossom Spring for thousands of years, is it worth your set of mystic records?" The moon god said triumphantly.

Emperor Ziwei snorted coldly. The records of the mystery case are close to this set in the world, but these two cans of peach blossom spring are comparable.

"That is, you, Taiyi Tianzun, I am not willing to give it away." The moon god continued to chatter, taking a sip as he lifted the jug. Then he sighed, "The peach blossom spring brewed by my big disciple is not as good as Yaochi elixir." ”

Emperor Ziwei knew that the Moon God was right, but he still held the shelf, neither denying nor agreeing.

"If you don't like it, I'll bring it back." The moon god pretended to put away the posture of peach blossom spring.

Emperor Ziwei grabbed it first and took a sip. raised his eyebrows and said, "The wine sent out, are you embarrassed to take it back?" ”

A hint of joy flashed in the moon god's eyes, and he raised the wine jar to touch the wine jar of the Emperor Ziwei, "What's the matter, but it's a peerless wine?" ”

Emperor Ziwei bowed slightly, as if to take another sip for face.

Lunashen laughed, "Do you know what I hate about you the most?" ”

Emperor Ziwei looked at him idly.

"It's the solemn appearance of you holding the treasure at all times. If you like it, you will laugh, if you hate it, you will spit it, and you will hold it in a fake way, tired or not? ”

Emperor Ziwei was depressed in his heart, and unconsciously poured a big mouthful. After a few moments, the vertigo that had never been felt before rose, and consciousness fell into chaos.

Looking at the sloppy eyes of the Emperor Ziwei, the moon god suppressed a wicked smile and called, "Brother Ziwei? ”

"Yes." Emperor Ziwei's voice was already indistinct.

"Shall we gamble on chess?"

Ziwei the Great shook his head.

The moon god held the wine jar and seduced: "If you win, I will send two more cans of peach blossom spring to you." ”

"Three cans." Emperor Ziwei raised his palm, spread his five fingers and shook them.

At this time, the Emperor Ziwei finally looked pleasing to the eye. Luna smiled evilly, "Okay, three cans." ”

Emperor Ziwei's peach blossom spring has already been mixed with his little disciple's special spring drunkenness, no matter how massive his Ziwei brother is, he can't escape the appearance of being drunk and collapsing. Well, in the future, I have to let the little disciples refine more to prepare for the Spring Festival.

Emperor Ziwei, who got the promise, was satisfied and wanted to drink again, but was stopped by the moon god.

At this time, the moon god couldn't let the Emperor Ziwei get drunk to death, he smiled and said: "Brother Ziwei, sign the gambling contract first, and then drink bitterly." As he spoke, he showed the contract that had been prepared for a long time, and this contract was almost exactly the same as the contract of 30,000 years. The only difference is that the baby's name has been changed from Xianmo to Yueshuang.

Emperor Ziwei was dissatisfied with the interruption of his drinking, and muttered a contract.

Looking at the Ziwei Emperor in the chaos, he signed the contract without hesitation, and the moon god who succeeded suddenly smiled. He carefully put away the contract, and then tasted the peach blossom spring, leisurely waiting for the Emperor Ziwei to wake up.

After sobering up, Emperor Ziwei knew that he was pitted by his old friends, and his face was calm, and he was extremely unwilling to admit it. However, the contract has been signed, and the worst thing to do is to accept a personal disciple, but to break the contract is to become the retinue of the moon god from then on. Compared with the two, he had no choice but to fight.

The spirit of the moon god was shocked, and he showed his might on the chessboard, killing the Emperor Ziwei, who was already depressed in his heart, and abandoned his armor.

At this point, the banner of the moon god lost chess was given back to the Emperor Ziwei, and he was happy. I only sigh that this time I set up a flag, and I can't preach it in the fairy world.

The moon god, who was in a good mood, teased: "I'm just giving you a brilliant disciple in the name of gambling and chess." ”

"You don't need to be kind." The crape myrtle emperor who was pitted said coldly.

"Brother Ziwei, the two disciples under my seat support all the affairs of the sect, can you envy?" The moon god licked his face.

Emperor Ziwei couldn't help but move, he was indeed envious. But he said disdainfully: "Pushing the affairs to the disciples, there is nothing to show off." ”

The moon god said proudly: "You have no disciples to push." ”

"The Emperor has always liked to do it himself."

"You don't have any disciples to push."

"The Emperor never disdains prevarication."

"You don't have any disciples to push."

Emperor Ziwei couldn't bear it, "Zibei, send off." ”

Zibei pretended to take two steps forward and looked at the moon god in disdain. He knew that the emperor and the moon god had a very friendly relationship, and he didn't really want to send off guests at this time.

The moon god glared at Zibei.

Zibei hurriedly laughed.

The moon god sighed: "I really want to send Ziwei Brother to a disciple this time. For tens of thousands of years, I have been alone in the world, and I am really a little tired, and now I want to invite a close friend to join me in the world. ”

Changing his way to show off, Emperor Ziwei was solemn and gritted his teeth secretly.

"I've also been thinking about it for a while, and now in this fairy world, the only ones who can still match my mind and temperament are you and Taiyi Tianzun."

Emperor Ziwei was even more depressed, he always thought that the moon god regarded him as more respectful than Taiyitian.

"But you are busy with affairs, and you don't have any personal disciples under your seat, so you can hand it over and get out."

Emperor Ziwei snorted lightly, "If Emperor Ben wants to accept disciples, he will have his own immortal family to send them to the door, and line up for Emperor Ben to choose, why bother with it." ”

The moon god squinted his eyes and said disdainfully: "I don't know your vision? Those crooked melons and cracked dates sent to the door, can you see them? ”

Emperor Ziwei couldn't refute it.

The moon god smiled mysteriously, "And the disciple I sent, you must like it." Saying that, Lu Cheng sent the little milk fox to him.

Nine-tailed fox? Looking at the little milk fox with his eyes narrowed into a slit and nested together, sleeping soundly, Emperor Ziwei said in surprise: "But? ”

The moon god smiled.

Emperor Ziwei's heart jumped, "His father? ”

"Okay." The moon god replied triumphantly.

"Then how can I give it away?" Such a well-behaved little fox, if he can pass on his father's intelligence, Emperor Ziwei is indeed a little moved.

Thinking of the pair of parents who made him naughty, Moon God couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

The mother is too lazy to take the baby, and the father wants to monopolize the daughter-in-law, and is planning to send the milk fox out to be a child husband. Fortunately, he found out in time, scolded the unconscious father and mother, and angrily intercepted the milk fox.

When he saw the milk fox, he thought of his old friend who had cheated him for tens of thousands of years. If this milk fox, who called him the ancestor, became a disciple of Ziwei Lao'er, he would not only be able to get rid of his shame, but also take advantage of it. Yes, he couldn't pretend to be angry.

The moon god sank his face and said, "You know, where they can stay, the situation ......"

The picture of the black barren land, insect barriers, and the handover of ice and fire immediately appeared in the mind of Emperor Ziwei, and he nodded very clearly. Looking at the eyes of the little milk fox, I couldn't help but feel a little pity.

Emperor Ziwei didn't know that this milk fox was sleeping so well at the moment. When he wakes up, hehe, another scene of cranes flying and deer jumping will be staged in the Forbidden Mountain. Take a hundred plating to read the latest chapter of "Slim Ink Non Fairy Claw Book House" for free for the first time.