In Di Mochen's opinion, Yi Qiuxue was simply weak-hearted, and instantly forced her into a corner: "Don't tell the deity, you were here last night!"

Yi Qiuxue's heart was really aggrieved.

If he hadn't wanted to bully himself, he would have been so sad that he drank so much wine.

"I'm innocent with Cheng Xianjun, we didn't do anything!"

"Lonely men and widows are in the same room, who believes!"

Di Mochen is like a husband who bumps into his wife climbing the wall.

Yi Qiuxue pursed her lips, and the aroma of wine escaping from her mouth couldn't hide the fact that she drank last night.

Di Mochen's face turned a little colder, and without waiting for Yi Qiuxue to turn around, he carried Yi Qiuxue on his shoulders and strode towards Tianchi.

The water in the pool that day was condensed by the cold dew of ten thousand years, and it was cold and biting, even if it was a strong man, he could not carry a pillar of incense in it.

Yi Qiuxue had already heard Bo Yi talk about that place.

The reason why Bo Yi reminded her was that she was afraid that she would turn around blindly and accidentally fall into the heavenly pool.

Now that Di Mochen came with punishment, Yi Qiuxue patted Di Mochen in a panic: "Di Mochen, why are you doing this to me? Who are you? Yes, I drank wine, isn't it because of you!"

When Di Mochen heard the last words she said, he finally stopped his steps and threw her to the ground.

The action is not light at all, but it hurts Yi Qiuxue's buttocks.

She got up from the ground, patted the dust on her body and said, "Di Mochen, what kind of wind are you smoking?"

Yi Qiuxue looked at the endless Tianchi in front of her, glowing with cold stars, and her heart was sour and cold.

"Yesterday it was me who was wrong!" Di Mochen suddenly opened his mouth.

Yi Qiuxue was stunned.

Was he apologizing to himself?

No sincerity at all!

But she didn't want Di Mochen to misunderstand herself, after all, above these nine heavens, this emperor could be regarded as a good person, and sat on the ground with her legs arched, Di Mochen was afraid that she would fall into the heavenly river, so he sat down next to her.

"Di Mochen, I dreamed of you last night!"

Yi Qiuxue knew that this emperor was in a bad mood, so she picked something to make him happy.

Di Mochen's body stiffened.

Thinking of the dream that made his face red and his heart beat, he looked at Yi Qiu Xuedao, "What dream?"

Yi Qiuxue would not tell what was in her dream, and blinked and said, "I won't tell you!"

Di Mochen blushed when he saw her talking, suspecting that she was the same as himself, and quipped: "It won't be that she has been alone for a long time, and her heart is rippling!"

Yi Qiuxue didn't want to deal with him.

Seeing that his mind had been released, he knew that it was time to make it clear to him, "That...... Emperor!"

"There's no one here, just call me by name!"

"Di Mochen, I'm leaving. ”

"Where are you going?"

Yi Qiuxue shook her head, in fact, she wanted to tell him that she was going to the Water Tribe to investigate the affairs of the Huang Feng clan, but she finally couldn't help it.

"I don't know, like me, it's the same everywhere!"

"You still want to go to that person!"

After searching for so long, there has been no result, Yi Qiuxue has put down her thoughts, and now she just wants to find out the affairs of the Huangfeng clan, and then return to the Nine Pavilion Continent to continue to be her god.

"If I don't look for him, maybe he has already become another person, a person I don't know, and even if I find him, I won't recognize him. ”

When she said this, her voice trembled, and she was visibly sad.

"When you get up, I'll send you. ”

"Tomorrow!"

"In such a hurry!"

"I haven't seen my children in a long time, and I miss them so much! I'm not a good mother, I'm going to take good care of them when I go back!"

Di Mochen already knew that she had two children, and he didn't feel unhappy about being a stepfather at all, on the contrary, he really wanted to see those two children.

He didn't know where he got this feeling, but he just had the idea in an instant.

As he spoke, a red light slashed towards the two of them.

Yi Qiuxue's eyes were sick, and at the moment when the red light was thrown at Di Mochen, she pushed Di Mochen aside, and the red light hit her, staggering, and falling into the heavenly pool.

The heart-piercing cold made Yi Qiuxue feel familiar.

She couldn't remember when she had fallen into such cold water.

When it was cold, the phoenix fire on her body ignited by itself, which made her feel less cold.

She jumped up from the heavenly pool. Seeing that the person who attacked had been taken down by Di Mochen.

This is a woman, her face is covered with a white light veil, and at this time, the light veil on her face has been torn off by Di Mochen's people, revealing a plain white little face.

Di Mochen's subordinates were sure that this was not a person from heaven.

This woman is alone in the assassination, and her skill and courage must be extraordinary.

There was not a trace of demonic energy on the woman's body, and the demon clan was quickly eliminated.

Di Mochen felt that this matter was not trivial, and ordered the female assassin to be sent to the prison.

Yi Qiuxue had already seen that this woman should be in the same group as the person who robbed and killed her last time.

Even he can see that he is a member of the Feng clan, I don't know if Di Mochen really doesn't know, or is he pretending to be stupid?

Yi Qiuxue fell into the heavenly pool, even if she was protected by the phoenix fire, she was still so cold that she shivered, she sat on the couch wrapped in a cloud quilt, and did not forget to carry a hand warmer in her hand.

Di Mochen came to see her, and by the way, he handed her the warm-up medicine prescribed by the medical officer.

"Why do you want to block the sword for the deity?"

Di Mochen looked at her pale little face and said distressedly.

In fact, in an instant, Yi Qiuxue didn't have time to think about it at all, all this was her instinctive behavior. Moreover, if this woman is really from the Feng Clan, the target must be her, but the female assassin was a little angry, and she couldn't do it, and she fell into the hands of Di Mochen, and if she wanted to come to the Feng Clan, she would definitely blow up.

"The emperor should have known that this female assassin is from the Feng clan!"

Yi Qiuxue didn't want to go around the bend with him.

"I can't hide anything from you! It is precisely because she was sent by the Feng clan that the deity has to be interrogated well, and by the way, find out who is behind the scenes. ”

Yi Qiuxue knew what his idea was.

I'm afraid that Huang Zhaoqiu is not so stupid, even if this assassin confesses that Huang Zhaoqiu instructed her to assassinate herself, Huang Zhaoqiu will not admit to death when the time comes, or find a substitute to take the blame, and the matter will be over.

"The emperor knows that the assassin is targeting me, so why should he be so serious!"

"Who said that the assassin was only targeting you, the deity was there at the time!"

The corners of Di Mochen's lips tugged.

Yi Qiuxue knew that she couldn't get a result with him, and under the pretext that she wanted to drink tea, Di Mochen actually made tea for her in front of her.

Yi Qiuxue couldn't help but chuckle when she saw his skillful technique.

"I have an immortal under the moon, do you want to taste it?"

The immortals under this moon are only available to the merman clan, and the merman clan rarely sees the moon several times a year, and this tea is even more rare, thanks to the fact that she has this tea on her body.

After thinking about it, this moon immortal is the exclusive product of men, how can she have this thing as a woman?

Suddenly, I thought of Ah Jiu, and it was expected that this tea must be Ah Jiu's favorite.

I can't say what I feel like in my heart.

It's just a tea leaf, why bother to take it seriously, there are more people drinking this tea in these six realms, is it possible that you have to treat them as Ah Jiu?

Di Mochen pulled back his thoughts.

Yi Qiuxue was in a trance, and she had already thrown the immortal under the moon into the pot.

The faint aroma of tea wafted out of the teapot lid.

Di Mochen looked at the teapot and began to wander again.

He was sure that this was the first time he had tasted this tea, and he wondered why he was so familiar with the taste of this tea.

"Emperor, please try it!"

Yi Qiuxue picked up the teapot and poured a cup for Di Mochen, and handed it to him with a smile.