"What you said is so unreasonable, since I entered Chaoyang Palace, have I ever been half sorry for you?"

Mo Xiuxiu didn't see the vinegar in You Zhiqi's eyes at all, and reasoned with him seriously, and it was bound to divide the winners and losers.

Don't say it's her, even You Zhiqi himself can't figure out what kind of vinegar he is eating, he is the high-ranking Qingshu Dragon King!

Calming down, he stretched out his hand to Mo Xiuxiu's waist and rubbed it twice in the place where he had just twisted, and his tone of voice was quite gentle.

"Xiaolong officially apologizes to you, you should never let Xiuxiu suffer. I'm not going to bully you again, forgive me this time, okay? ”

Mo Xiuxiu is not a person who can read people's eyes, and she doesn't know how to go down the steps, but she is the most softened, when she raised her eyes and saw You Zhiqi's pitiful little expression, her anger disappeared in an instant.

"Since you have apologized, then I will forgive you magnanimously."

You Zhiqi pulled out Mo Xiuxiu's arm like a child, and took advantage of the situation to be coquettish: "It's really my good show." ”

The courtesy was still exchanged, and Mo Xiuxiu also rubbed his waist, "Are you still in pain?" ”

You Zhiqi took advantage of the situation to hold her hand that she wanted to let go, and nodded vigorously, "It hurts, it's almost dying......"

This answer was really unexpected by her, and there was no way to deal with it.

How can a big man be so squeamish? Even if I screw you harder, your ability to bear pain should be greater than mine, right? I'm not in pain anymore, why are you still in pain?

Saying he was fat, he gasped.

couldn't help but say that he leaned on Mo Xiuxiu, "I have low back pain, and I have to walk hard." ”

Mo Xiuxiu: "......"

Where had she ever seen such a battle? Lost her mind in an instant, and let You Zhiqi put most of the weight of her body on her shoulders, and almost didn't overturn.

Li Yan in the distance couldn't help but smile when he saw this scene, "I can't imagine that the famous Qingshu Dragon King still has such a side." ”

After laughing, he looked down at his empty hands again.

After the task was completed, he should have returned to the city of sleepless to resume his life, but he was just reluctant to leave, he wanted to look at Mo Xiuxiu twice.

As time passed, he couldn't remember what Ji Gu Sakura looked like. Since Mo Xiuxiu is her daughter, she should have a five-point resemblance to her!

After hesitating, he still chose to leave silently.

From the day he knew about Le Zhengjiao's plan, he warned himself to keep a distance from Mo Xiuxiu at all times, and try not to see each other if he can.

The more emotions a person has, the more bonds there are.

What's more, she doesn't have a few years to live, rather than waiting for her to die and be sad day and night, it is better to keep her distance as soon as possible.

On the other hand, the simple-minded Mo Xiuxiu insisted on taking You Zhiqi to see the doctor, and said that he would pay all the medical and nutritional expenses.

Of course, people who are pretending to be sick are reluctant to go to the doctor.

He is afraid of goofs, and he is even more afraid that he will not be able to explain to those who care about him after goofs.

Mo Xiuxiu's smart eyes flashed with concern, and she stared at him so tenderly, thinking that she would say something touching, the name Deng Yinni suddenly popped out of her mouth.

Also, there is a miracle doctor in the guest room who has a wonderful hand to rejuvenate, so why bother to go far?

As soon as he heard this, You Zhiqi's eyes rolled and he had an idea, "I remembered!" He once gave me a bottle of elixir, put it in the study, and I was fine if I took one pill. ”

What else is the ink! Hurry up and get medicine in the study!

You Chengjiao has always had a hobby of collecting bottles and jars, but whatever meets his aesthetics, all filled with candy and put it in his brother's study, and when he is tired of reading, he will smash two grains into his mouth.

He never dreamed that one day these objects would become a lie artifact to help his brother.

It's all here, Mo Xiuxiu took a piece of rice paper and was about to draw.

Influenced by her, You Zhiqi also laid a piece of rice paper on his desk, and he also wanted to draw.

In order to avoid boredom, the two chatted while drawing, and chatted about the man in black who bravely entered the Spirit Hall that night.

“……”

"What do you mean - the demon man in black not only healed your injuries, but also gave you the Spirit Sharpening Sword?" Mo Xiuxiu's face was full of incredulity.

You Zhiqi casually threw the spirit sword pinned to her waist in her hand, facts speak louder than words, you can't believe it.

At this time, Mo Xiuxiu's IQ was completely insufficient.

How can the demons have good people?

Although the name of the Sharpening Spirit Sword is called a sword, it is actually a dagger, which happens to be similar in appearance to the dagger that Le Zhengjiao gave her, if you don't look closely, you will think that this is a pair.

The original body of the Spirit Cutting Sword was just a mediocre dagger, and the first generation of the Demon Emperor of the Netherworld Demon Palace was greatly injured after the battle between the Protoss. Although the prince of the Protoss disappeared because of this, the generals under the Demon Emperor also suffered countless casualties in this battle.

The old Demon Emperor was afraid that the God Emperor would take the opportunity to take revenge, so he became sincere.

The demon hall master was young and vigorous, and thought that this move was quite embarrassing, and he couldn't stop it three or four times, so he simply took out a dagger and killed the demon emperor and replaced him.

The Demon Emperor, who was blind to death, concentrated all his grievances in the dagger before he died.

Since then, these two things seem to have become a tradition.

Successive Demon Emperors succeeded them as new Demon Emperors by killing their old masters, and after their deaths, they unsurprisingly concentrated their grievances in the dagger.

Its resentment is too strong for anyone to destroy it.

If you are accidentally injured by it, those who cultivate to a low level will be scattered on the spot, and it will be difficult for those who have cultivated to be strong to survive the twelve hours.

After Feng Lingyi concocted the throne in the same way, he gave the dagger a name and commensurate it with a sword.

Since then, this dagger has become one of the weapons to deter the hundred schools of Xianmen.

From this, it is not difficult to deduce that the sword giver must have a pivotal position in the demon race.

But why did he give this thing to You Zhiqi?

The two of them couldn't think of the origin even if they wanted to break their heads, so they simply stopped thinking about this brain-consuming thing.

Halfway through the painting, Mo Xiuxiu waved his hand at You Zhiqi fiercely, "Xiaolong, did you just say that the man in black led you to Soul Horror Ridge, is it the place where the prince of the Protoss once built another garden?" ”

You Zhiqi, who was concentrating on painting, just nodded.

About half an hour later, the two of them finished painting almost simultaneously.

"Xiaolong, I'm drawing a person, what about you?"

"Coincidentally, I'm drawing a person."

When the two of them each held a painting and showed it to each other, they began to look at each other.

After spreading the two paintings together on the desk, You Zhiqi took the brunt of the doubt and asked, "Who is the person you painted?" ”

"Oh my God! How do you know I'm not drawing you! Mo Xiuxiu looked at You Zhiqi with eyes full of admiration.

After staring at the two paintings for a long time, You Zhiqi replied: "Because the person I painted is not myself." ”