Regarding Mo Ming's comments, Xining directly... "Ah, don't grab me!" Mo Ming was pulled flat by Xining's hands.
Don’t start talking, just start talking. Didn’t you say Holy Mother? Holy Mother shows you, Hallelujah.
He's dry, numb, and not round at all. Pan him!
Shangqing stood beside him, looking at him like this, with a slight smile on his face.
When the kneading was almost done, Xi Ning threw Mo Ming as far as she could. Although her strength could only throw Mo Ming seven or eight meters away, it was just like a four or five year old. Children are almost the same.
She complained to Shang Qing: "Look at the broken system that was bound to me. It is of no use at all. All day long, it just wants me to kill people, set fires, and destroy all lives. Maybe one day I will be played to death by it!" "
Shangqing held the book in one hand and said kindly: "Mo Ming is very powerful, but his personality needs to be changed. Now it seems that you are quite suitable."
Xining rolled his eyes: "Where do you see the fit?"
Shangqing: "You are not dead!"
The eyes that rolled up now almost failed to roll back down.
It’s suitable if you’re not dead, what’s the logic?
Xining held it in, she was about to explode, but the result of her patience was a bit of a grin: "What if I die?"
Shangqing is still the same, gentle and elegant: "Then we have to change him."
Then, another one...Xining lost his temper immediately and used "again". She asked cautiously: "Why did the main gods bound to other systems hang up, and the system also hung up. And Mo Ming..."
Shangqing directly answered her: "Because Mo Ming is different, you should give up."
Well, if you die, this time you will really die if you die.
At this time, Mo Ming flew over: "How dare you throw me!"
With a "Boom~", Xining expressionlessly knocked Mo Ming away like a volleyball.
Then he thought for a while and smiled at Shang Qing: "Since the organization said that we can't change, then we won't change, but give me some guarantee. Look at Mo Ming like this, it's a narrow escape for me to survive until now. . If I am really beaten to death by him, will you find it troublesome if another main god comes over?"
Since others are holding your life in their hands and your strength is not as good as theirs, you might as well change your way of speaking and let the other party realize your usefulness.
The curve of the corner of Shangqing's mouth became even more curved, and he was unusually kind: "It doesn't matter, it's not troublesome."
It's too official to say it, as if it's not that she died and replaced, but that this is what he should do.
Mo Ming came over in leaps and bounds, maybe because he had run out of energy. Jumped in front of her: "How dare you hit me!"
Xining resisted the urge to kick this guy away, and grabbed Mo Ming, grabbing the top of his head and picking him up.
"Don't scratch my head!" Mo Ming roared angrily, but the problem was that his whole body was just a head.
Xi Ning put his hands on both sides of its head, facing each other, and said with deep affection: "Mo Ming, we are bound together, let's live a good life from now on, stop making trouble!"
Mo Ming was stunned and looked at her with two big watery eyes. He didn't know how crazy she was. After a while, he uttered two words: "Ugly rejection!"
"Fuck you!" Xining threw Mo Ming directly towards Shang Qing. Go wherever you like, I won't wait for you.
"Ah~" Mo Ming flew straight to Shang Qing.
However, Shangqing moved slightly to the side without moving his feet. After moving a step, Mo Ming fell to the ground with a groan, "Why don't you catch me?"
Shang Qing seemed to be in a particularly happy mood: "For the sake of completing your mission well, I will give you a special mission. Even if the owner of this mission dies and the mission fails, you don't have to die with him."
"One is not enough!" Xi Ningyi said softly, "I want ten."
Yes, you heard me right, I want ten!
It's a pity that Shangqing didn't think she was Ye Wen, and turned his head to Mo Ming who was lying on the ground: "Do you still have the energy to send her there?"
Mo Ming lay weakly on the ground: "What do you think?"
Shangqing pointed his finger at Mo Ming, and a stream of electricity emerged from his finger and shot towards Mo Ming... Xining's eyes widened. Did she see it wrong? Was it an electric current? It's amazing. It turns out that the system can also have special functions.
Mo Ming immediately flew up. Before Xining could recover, he had already flown behind her and slammed into her back: "Get out of here!"
The world was spinning all of a sudden. This revenge must have been taken too quickly.
Feeling a slight vibration, Xining opened his eyes and found that he was in a carriage. The carriage was very ornately decorated, and the owner was either rich or noble, not something a small family could own.
And she was wearing,
Anyway, there’s nothing else to do at the moment, so let’s accept the plot first.
Wang Baochai, the third daughter of Prime Minister Wang Yun, fell in love with Xue Pinggui, so she told her father to throw a hydrangea ball to choose a husband.
Wang Chong promised that all the princes and nobles would be invited, but Wang Baochai asked the maid to secretly put Xue Pinggui in through the side door of the courtyard. When he threw the hydrangea, he threw the hydrangea to Xue Pinggui, who was standing in a corner of the courtyard.
Everyone on earth knows what happened next. Wang Chong was furious and threatened Wang Baochai that if she insisted on marrying Xue Pinggui, she would high-five her, break off the relationship between father and daughter, and never see each other again until life and death.
Wang Baochai and Xue Pinggui moved into an old cave dwelling on Wujia Slope. Later, in order to further his ambition, Xue Pinggui left his wife and joined the army.
After Xue Pinggui left, Wang Baochai gave birth to a son, but the cold kiln was difficult and the child died soon. She kept the cold kiln for 18 years and dug up all the wild vegetables nearby. Wang Baochai's mother could not let go of her little daughter, so she sent people to visit her from time to time and gave her some money and gifts to prevent her from starving to death.
In an accident, Xue Pinggui saved Dai Zan, the princess of Xiliang Kingdom. He was appreciated by Dai Zan and summoned as his consort. He also secretly asked the envoys of the Tang Dynasty to bring letters, money and silk to Wang Baochuan many times when they came to offer condolences to support her life. Of course, he did not tell her that he had another wife here.
In the cold kiln, Wang Baochuan remained determined, spinning yarn and digging wild vegetables to survive, waiting wholeheartedly for his beloved to return in glory.
Later, Huang Chao gathered a crowd to revolt and broke into Tongguan, approaching the capital. The situation in Chang'an was urgent, and the Tang army was out of strength, so the imperial court had no choice but to send a special envoy to Yinshan to pardon Li Keyong's crime, grant him an official title, and ask him to lead the army to Beijing to assist in the war.
Li Ke joined forces with the reinforcements of King Qin from various places to conquer Chang'an, which had been occupied by Huang Chao, and saved Tang Jiangshan.
Xue Pinggui came to Chang'an with the army. Due to the brilliant military exploits of Shatuo's army, Li Keyong became a hero of the Tang Dynasty, and Xue Pinggui was also entrusted with important posts by the imperial court.
Xue Pinggui, who had become successful, walked alone to the cold kiln and finally met his wife Wang Baochuan after being separated for eighteen years.
When the couple met each other, they cried and cried from noon to dusk.
Wang Baochuan was admitted to the feudal palace. At this time, Xue Pinggui already had a queen, but Dai Zan promised that the two would be regardless of their size. So Wang Baochai and Dai Zan were equal queens, and they got along very harmoniously.
After eighteen years of hard work, Wang Baochuan finally had a happy family. The story of Wang Baochuan who stayed in the cold kiln for eighteen years has also been passed down as a good story and is regarded as a model of women's virtue.
