"It's been a long time since I killed someone, so I'm a little excited." Mo Teng smiled shyly, his eyes dodged a little, and he said apologetically, "I was occupied by blood before, so I forgot about your situation for a while, really Feel sorry."
"I really thank you for still caring about me now." Hearing him say this, Leng Yetong became even more angry, and said in a bad tone, "I really don't understand why you are classified as a divine beast because you are bloodthirsty. I didn't discover your essence before, and I thought you might be a little grumpy, but now it seems that the only difference between you and Warcraft is that you are classified as a divine beast."
"Actually, when classifying divine beasts and demon beasts, you don't look at the nature, but the greatest good deeds you have done. If the greatest good deeds meet the criteria for being classified as divine beasts, then it is divine beast, and if it doesn't, it is demon beast." Straightening his back, he said proudly, "Before the division, I happened to do a good deed that people and gods praised, so naturally I was assigned to the queue of gods and beasts. This may be the arrangement of fate. "
"How come you didn't fall off a stone while mending the sky and directly smashed you to death!" Leng Yetong rolled his eyes, pouted, and said with a venomous tongue. Mo Teng's so-called good thing that people and gods praise is that when Nuwa mends the sky, he acts as a craftsman who carries colorful stones. He was classified into the category of divine beasts, and he was given preferential treatment to be transformed into a human form. This body was specially created for him by Nuwa.
"It's a pity that I have a lot of luck, so I have the opportunity to meet you and make an eternal contract with you." Mo Teng smiled enchantingly, raised his eyebrows, looked at her ambiguous, and said, "Actually, you should also Fortunately, if I am killed by the colorful stone, you will not meet me in the future, and you will not have such a big trump card in your hand, right?"
"Forget it, I'm too lazy to quarrel with you." Leng Yetong glanced at him, but in the end she didn't say anything more. After all, what Mo Teng said was the truth. If he died accidentally, then she would have lost one now. The trump card, when fighting against the Jiuli and Demons, lost a bit of confidence. Thinking about it like this, his mood calmed down a lot. He put down the curtain and stopped looking at his enchanting smiling face.
"My lord, general, county master, what should I do now?" After Long Qin settled the injured Persian people, he walked to the front of the carriage, opened the curtain slightly, and asked respectfully.
"Let's find a place to rest first, and then go back to Beijing." Leng Yeran looked at Baili Liumo, made eye contact with him, nodded slightly, and said lightly, "The princess must also be frightened, look for him. A place to rest and see if there is anything wrong with the princess, if there is nothing, we will regroup and return to Beijing."
"Yes, General." Long Qin bowed his hands, responded respectfully, lowered the curtain, and passed Leng Yeran's order. After a while, the carriage started again.
"Princess, do you feel any discomfort in your body?" Maybe it was because she was the only woman, Leng Yetong cleared her throat under the three men's eyes, with a smile on her face, and asked in a soft voice on.
(It's four o'clock = = well, my update is too late... sorry.)