At this dinner, only Zhongli Wuyuan, Nangong Qingqing and the Queen enjoyed their meal.
The faces of Emperor Zhongli and the two Supreme Ancestors were very ugly.
Instead of getting any benefits, they were lectured by a junior.
After finishing the meal, Queen Zhongli smiled softly and took the two of them to chat.
During the chat, Zhongli Wuyuan injected a divine power into Queen Zhongli, and then gave her some self-defense and attack treasures.
The queen's eyebrows darkened, and she smiled sadly: "Yuan'er, the queen does not ask for these things, she just hopes that you and Qingqing can come back to see the queen more often."
Speaking of this, the queen took Nangong Qingqing's hand, stroked it gently a few times, and asked with gentle eyes: "Qingqing, can you call me Queen Mother?"
Nangong Qingqing was slightly stunned, and her cheeks gradually turned red.
She first glanced at Zhongli Wuyuan shyly, and then whispered softly, seemingly determined, "Mother."
The queen's smile deepened, she stroked Nangong Qingqing's cheek lovingly, and smiled: "The queen likes you very much. When you were a child, the queen met you once in the Suzaku Kingdom. You were very cute at that time, with beautiful facial features. It was so exquisite and beautiful that it was indescribable, and the mother was thinking at that time, how great it would be if I could have such a lovely daughter.”
"I didn't expect that after so many years, you and Yuan'er would be so destined."
Nangong Qingqing was stunned for a moment when he heard this.
"Thank you...mother for the compliment."
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Mofu.
The moonlight was shining, shining in the spacious courtyard, and it was almost full of people. Their eyes were excited and curious as they looked ahead. There was a rockery in front of them, and a handsome man in black clothes stood on it.
Mo Jing smiled heartily and exuded an aura of confidence in every move he made.
"Fellow folks, let me tell you, the entire Yunqing Continent is divided into Dongzhou and Zhonglingzhou, separated by a Siwei sea area."
At this time, the person sitting below said anxiously: "Young Master, please tell me about Zhongling Province. We are almost dying of curiosity! What has your Fengyun Team experienced?"
"Yes, yes, young master, stop talking nonsense!"
Mo Jing frowned and glared at the old housekeeper who had just spoken, pretending to be angry.
"Uncle, what is nonsense? What I tell you is true. You can't question me, otherwise, I won't tell you anything!"
The people of the Mo family persuaded each other: "No, young master, please speak quickly!"
The old housekeeper didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Young Master, I won't talk about you anymore."
When Mo Jing heard this, his eyebrows widened. He cleared his throat suddenly, glanced at his old father sitting in the front, and then continued with a smile on his face: "When we go to Zhongling Prefecture, we will be separated by three hours. Detach the team, then enter three small sects, separate for a period of time, and then reunite at a sect competition, and then enter the Zhongtian Domain of Zhongling Province."
Mo Jing asked deliberately: "Do you know what happened in Zhongtian Territory?"
Everyone asked curiously.
Mo Jing smiled mysteriously.
He did not tell anyone about Ayun's recognition of his grandfather in the Zhongtian Domain. After all, this was an extremely private matter.
Moreover, the relationship between Ayun and Brother Rong was also announced at that time, which caused agitation in Zhonglingzhou.
"I won't talk about the Zhongtian Domain for now. We then entered the Demon-Slaying battlefield! The Demon-Slaying battlefield is the place where humans and demons fought before. There, we met the demons!"
Hearing this, everyone in the Mo family couldn't help but feel excited.
In their opinion, the demons are very powerful and very dangerous!
Someone asked: "What happened then?"
Mo Jing laughed: "Hahaha, our Yun team accepted the new Demon Emperor Mo Heng there as a subordinate, and asked the Demon Emperor to carry out reforms."
Everyone was slightly shocked, showing expressions of disbelief.
There are many young disciples in the Mo family. When they heard this, they worshiped Yunzheng even more.
"Then what?"
Mo Jing coughed lightly, "Then we went to the intermediate continent, the Holy Ruins."
Immediately, he said with great emotion: "There are actually eight major races in the Holy Ruins! There are elves, giants, dwarves, sea races, monsters, and undead races! They are all there! The elves are so beautiful, and the undead are so beautiful. It will float!"
When everyone heard this, they were even more shocked.
"There are also a lot of storybooks there, and the most legendary character among them is... ahem, a character called the 'Emperor Mad Dog'! He is also affectionately called the Emperor's Old Dog and the Emperor's Flower Dog by the people in the Holy Ruins!"
Someone asked in confusion: "Why are they called these names? Are the legendary figures old, crazy and carefree?"
Mo Jing smiled and shook his head: "That's not true. Not only is he not old, he is even more handsome than me! It's just that he is a sinister person, so he has these titles, and he often wears a flower around his waist. Flowers, that’s why everyone calls him the Emperor Flower Dog!”
Everyone was a little emotional, and at the same time they were very curious about the character Emperor Mad Dog.
They asked excitedly: "What then?"
Just as Mo Jing was about to continue speaking, he suddenly thought of what happened during the Holy Ruins Tianling Conference, and his smile dropped unconsciously.
Because that's where Ayun once died.
Mo Jing sighed deeply in his heart.
Immediately, he smiled and said to everyone: "Let's talk about this today, I will tell you next time I come back! People always have expectations, right?"
When everyone heard this, they stared at Mo Jing resentfully, as if he was a scumbag.
"Let's all disperse. Let's take a rest early." Mo Jing was still smiling, and he jumped down and came to the front of the Mo family head.
Mo Jing raised his hand to wrap his arms around Patriarch Mo, but was given a cold look by Patriarch Mo.
Mo Jing sighed: "Dad, don't always keep a straight face."
Patriarch Mo: "Be serious."
Mo Jing: "You are so cold."
Patriarch Mo: "..."
Mo Jing sighed quietly, "Dad, if I hadn't been so talkative since I was a child, I would have been suffocated by you."
Patriarch Mo looked serious: "When will you go home next time?"
"It depends." Mo Jing smiled. He stared at his father and said teasingly: "Don't miss me too much."
Patriarch Mo frowned, "You're so old, and you still say these nonsensical things. Say what you have to say, don't say what you don't have."
"Dad, you are so boring."
Patriarch Mo was silent.
Mo Jing asked quietly: "Dad, do you have a small treasury?"
Patriarch Mo looked up at him, frowned and said, "No money?"
"Will I have no money? Lan is the one who has no money!"
Patriarch Mo was silent. At this time, a storage ring was stuffed into his hand. Just when Patriarch Mo wanted to ask where the storage ring came from, Mo Jing patted him on the back.
There seemed to be a warm current flowing into my body.
Patriarch Mo was keenly aware, "What's going on?"
Mo Jing explained: "I have exerted a force on you. When you are in danger, you may be able to avoid disaster."
"Um."
Mo Jing grinned: "Dad, you have to take good care of yourself."
