"The fire hurts the body, this tea is specially used to extinguish the fire, and I hope that God will not dislike it." Mo Yue said calmly.

Su Nu looked like she had just recovered from a serious illness, she was lazy and leaned on the couch, but when she heard this, she sat up straight angrily, with a pair of beautiful eyes filled with anger, as if she was going to burn the person who hit her into ashes, grabbed the candlestick on the coffee table casually, and threw it at Moyue again.

This time, it wasn't Moyue's turn to make a move, and the candlestick was stopped by one person.

The Nine Heavens Xuannu pinched the candlestick and put it back in its place, sat on the edge of her sister's soft couch, held her somewhat cold hand and said, "Why did I just go out for a while, and you got angry again?" Your body is not well, you must cultivate yourself, otherwise something will go wrong, and it will not be you who suffers. ”

"Everyone is waiting to see my jokes, but it's the new Xian'e, and she dares to bump into me, sister, I'm alive like this, it's better to die." The plain goddess is mournful, and she has no talent, like a deep resentful woman.

Xuannu waved her hand and motioned for Mo Yue to retreat, the two sisters had something to say, and it was inconvenient to talk to outsiders.

Mo Yue didn't move, but put the tray on the coffee table, and returned to its original place, saying: "I was still worried that the plain girl was unhappy, but now it seems that in addition to self-pity, it can be regarded as full of energy, and this fire-fighting tea needs to be drunk more." ”

"You 、、、" Xuannu heard these unceremonious words, and her eyebrows also became angry, how could there be such an arrogant Xian'e.

can see the person in front of him, suddenly changed his outfit from head to toe, and found that it was Mo Yue, subconsciously got up and protected his sister, remembering that he was frustrated in the Nine Heavens Temple yesterday, his words were disrespectful, and he asked a little: "It turned out that the Netherworld Holy Spirit arrived, what are you doing here?" ”

Mo Yue looked at the Xuannu coldly, and slapped her hand casually, and the volley's aura made Xuannu stand unsteadily, and fell backwards on the couch.

"Even if you know that it is the Holy Spirit, you dare to be disrespectful in your words?" Mo Yue said lightly, there seemed to be a look of compassion in her eyes, if even the Nine Heavens Xuannu, the God of War, was in vain, then the God Realm was destined to fall.

It's not that the hierarchy is strict, there is a difference between the top and bottom, but for the old gods who laid down this world, what needs to be maintained, there should be a minimum of respect, in the war, the martyrs who opened up the territory with their lives, the martyrs, are bound to be remembered and respected by future generations, if they live for a long time, because they are no longer needed when they are old, they lose that awe, and they lose the meaning of the struggle of their ancestors.

Mo Yue is not a person who relies on the old and sells the old, her honor, her honorific title, are all exchanged for her life, and then with infinite life and years to protect this peace, the descendants of her supreme respect, she thinks she can afford it, and she deserves it.

Xuannu's mouth was fishy and sweet, but she was sobered up by this slap, Xu was affected by the extreme nature of the plain girl, and she really threw herself on her sister, and she completely lost her dignity, she hurriedly got up, made a big salute, and apologized: "The Holy Spirit is here today, it must be to give my sister an explanation, it is the younger generation who has overstepped, and please ask the Holy Spirit to be magnanimous and forgive me." ”

Seeing her sister apologize like this, Su Nu couldn't sit still, she struggled to get out of bed, and her fingers almost pointed to the tip of Mo Yue's nose: "What are you doing here, do you show off, show off the Holy Venerable He didn't hesitate to hurt me for you?" Show off that I have struggled for many years, but I can't beat you after all. ”

Mo Yue casually held the fingertips of the plain girl, and with a little force, she could break this white finger.

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