Quick Wear: What to do, he loves the crazy evil god

Two chapters combined into one.

Mu Ci was lying on the white sofa. He had returned to his original appearance. The delicate little mole on his right cheek added a touch of agility and charm to his cold face.

There was a golden sword pendant hanging on his chest, and the golden sword was glowing faintly.

"You are lucky! If something happened to Lord Mu Ci's soul, that great god would slaughter the entire God Realm after returning to his throne, and he would never be able to vent his hatred!"

Qi Xiang shuddered with fear: "Oh, oh, oh, it's not like he hasn't killed people before!"

Qixiang was frightened and returned to his original form, but this time he was no longer My Little Pony, but a big round purple ball with short arms and legs.

"Ahri, I'm scared! Please don't tell the Lord God."

Ahri kicked the big dumpling and said, "If you had read less novels and eaten less snacks, you wouldn't have ended up in such a regrettable way in this plane!"

Qi Xiang rubbed Ahri's feet and tried to please him, "Ahri, I was wrong! Please don't tell the Lord God! I promise to take good care of Lord Mu Ci from now on!"

“The Lord God can’t control Lord Duzai. If you don’t want Lord Duzai to deal with you after he returns to his throne, then you’d better be alert!” Ali crossed her arms. If that man went crazy, the only one who could restrain him in the world was Lord Mu Ci.

Qi Xiang risked his life, "I'll give you half of the 100 pieces of strawberry cake that Lord Mu Ci gave me!"

Ahri raised her eyebrows and looked down at the purple ball.

“98 strawberry cakes!”

Qixiang's fur instantly stood up and he turned into a young boy, staring at Ahri.

After a long while, he said with grievance, "Deal! It's not a loss to let you eat it."

Qixiang just handed in ninety-eight cakes.

A golden light flashed in the system space. After the golden light disappeared, a man with black hair, white clothes, sword-like eyebrows, star-like eyes, and extraordinary temperament appeared.

It’s the Lord God!

Qi Xiang was so scared that he burst into tears and immediately rubbed the corner of the Lord God's clothes, "Lord... Master! Qi Xiang messed up again!"

Ahri glanced at the Lord God. He came here with the Lord God. Seeing this little fool almost making a big mistake, he was very angry.

Lord Mu Ci is the only one who can make Lord Du Zai obey him.

If this tribulation fails, I don't know what will happen if Lord Duzai goes crazy after returning to his throne.

By then everyone will have finished playing.

Seeing Qixiang's tearful eyes, Ahri felt sorry for him. Ahri sighed, transformed back into her original form, jumped onto the sofa, and nestled beside Mu Ci.

The Lord God glanced at Mu Ci who was sleeping on the sofa, and then put his hand on Qixiang’s head.

Qixiang only felt that his soul was trembling, and soon he felt that his divine power increased a lot.

The Lord God withdrew his hand and said, "I have seen the experience of Du Zai and Mu Ci in this world. Qi Xiang, it is not your fault."

Qi Xiang was shocked, "Master, are you trying to comfort Qi Xiang?"

If he hadn't continued to try to find traces of Kangle City, or if he hadn't conducted a security check on the proposal site.

None of this will happen.

Mu Ci and Du Zai will grow old together in this small world.

This was the first time in ten thousand years that Mu Ci truly realized that he loved Du Zai, but it was messed up.

“This is because Lord Duzai modified the plot of the small world. He left his extremely hidden love for Mu Ci in this world.

He wanted to tell Mu Ci that even if he lost his memory, even if he was his old enemy, he would still fall in love with Mu Ci and be willing to sacrifice his life for him. "

After hearing the Lord God's words, Qixiang's heart trembled and he couldn't help but look at Ahri.

It happened that Ali was also looking at Qixiang, and Qixiang hurriedly looked away as if he was a thief who had been discovered.

Ahri said slowly: "Lord Duzai is really a lunatic, isn't he afraid of the worst?"

The Lord God smiled, "At that time, he was so crazy that he slaughtered people in the Lower God Realm, and then slaughtered people in the Upper God Realm. When no one knew him, he did not hurt Mu Ci. This is his confidence."

As he spoke, he walked over to Mu Ci and pointed at the small sword hanging on his chest, and the small sword disappeared into Mu Ci's body.

"Lord God, when Ahri just took back the soul of Duzai God, one of his souls escaped."

The Lord God was calm and composed, "It doesn't matter, as long as Mu Ci leaves the small world, the soul of Lord Duzai will actively approach him."

Tens of thousands of years ago, two divine swords, Dragon God and Qingcang, were born from heaven and earth.

Qingcang helped the main god to quell the rebellion and was able to transform into a human form, named Duzai.

Duzai possesses all the power of heaven, earth and nature, and is the person with the highest divine power.

Du Zai was born in the world, cherished the world, loved the common people, and asked for nothing from everything.

The only thing that matters is that the sword spirit of the Dragon God Sword has not yet transformed.

Therefore, Du Zai carried the Dragon God Sword with him every day, hoping to rely on his own divine power to make the sword spirit transform as soon as possible.

During the five hundred years, under Du Zai's guidance, Mu Ci grew up like a little baby and learned a lot of truths.

It would take another five hundred years for the original Mu Ci to transform into a human.

However, he didn't expect that the Dragon God Sword Spirit transformed ahead of schedule because it was naughty once and injured Du Zai, and was stained with a drop of his divine blood.

A golden light overflowed from the sword and transformed into a handsome young man.

The white dress slowly rises, the shoulders are thin and the waist is slender, the three thousand black hair hangs down to the waist, the skin is white to glow, and the small black mole on the right cheek adds a touch of agility to the cold temperament.

The boy's cold almond eyes shone like stars the moment he saw Du Zai, and his voice was like a flowing spring, clear and gentle, "Master!"

Du Zai was staring in a trance, and just as he was about to raise his hand to touch the boy's cheek, the boy called him "Master".

He coughed lightly and immediately corrected: "You should call me senior brother, or elder brother."

The young man shouted again: "Master! The one with white hair should be the Master!"

Du Zai didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he had never taught this!

He glanced at the white hair hanging on both sides, and corrected helplessly and lovingly in his heart, "You and I are the twin swords born from heaven and earth. I am not the master, but your brother! The master is over there!"

Du Zai pointed at the main god standing aside and watching the show, "Mu Ci, can you call me senior brother, or brother?"

Unexpectedly, Mu Ci glanced at the Lord God and called out to him, "Brother!"

Then he shouted to Duzai, "Master! Master! Master!"

Du Zai pretended to be angry and turned around with his back to Mu Ci.

Seeing that Du Zai ignored him, Mu Ci pinched his waist in anger and shouted, "Du Zai!"

Du Zai still ignored him. Mu Ciqi opened his eyes wide and searched for something on the ground.

Suddenly I saw the purple ball curled up in a ball and taking a nap.

Mu Ci bent down and picked up the purple ball. Just as the main god's hand was half extended to stop him, he threw the purple ball towards Du Zai's lower back.

Qixiang danced a graceful arc in the air.

"Hiss!" Du Zai turned around in pain and looked at Mu Ci.

"Ouch! That blind guy will kill you!" Qixiang was suddenly awakened by a drift and started cursing.

He is the main god's pet, and only four people in heaven dare to bully him.

The main god and his wife, Ahri and Duzai.

Mu Ci looked at Qi Xiang curiously, and then asked in surprise: "Qi Xiang, you are so fat!"

Qi Xiang's fat body trembled, a purple light flashed, and a slender boy with star-like eyebrows, sharp eyes and sharp gaze appeared. Not fat at all!

The young boy Qi Xiang pulled Mu Ci to look left and right, his face full of surprise, "Lord Mu Ci, you are so beautiful!!"

Qixiang got kicked in the butt.

"No matter how beautiful Lord Mu Ci is, it has nothing to do with you!"

Ali was dressed in red and stared at Qixiang with a pair of seductive fox eyes.

As soon as Qi Xiang saw Ahri, he leaned over to her and hugged her arm, shaking her: "Ahri, I was wrong. You are the most beautiful in my heart."

Ahri didn't care about Qixiang, and turned into a white fox and jumped into Mu Ci's arms.

Beauty goddess stickers!

Mu Ci held A Li lovingly and gently stroked the fur on his back.

Du Zai moved closer again, stretched out a finger and touched the mole on Mu Ci's cheek, coaxing him in a compromising manner.

"Xiao Ci wants to call me Master, then just call me Master!"

It's not impossible for a master and a disciple...

Mu Ci held Ahri in his arms, raised his eyes and called out to Du Zai, "Master!"

Qi Xiang sat beside the sofa and sighed, "The time when Mu Ci transformed was the happiest time for all of us."

"Qixiang, we will return to the happy days before. Mu Ci can definitely do it!" Ali rubbed Mu Ci's palm with her head.

Ahri jumped onto Qixiang's legs again and slapped him with his furry fox tail, "Don't you dare sigh!"

Qi Xiang immediately stood up straight and said, "Yes!"

A man and a fox were quietly waiting for the sleeping person.

"Du Zai!" Mu Ci woke up from the dream before he lost consciousness.

"Mu Ci, you're awake!" Qi Xiang jumped in front of Mu Ci.

"Are you Qixiang?" He was stunned for a moment, and recognized the big purple ball in front of him by the voice.

"Yeah, it's me!"

"Why did you suddenly become fat again!?"

Qi Xiang sat down on the ground, "Mu Ci, you despise me!"

Mu Ci sat up, patted his round body, and leaned back on the sofa, "How could I dislike you? You're quite cute!"

Suddenly, a white fox jumped up and nestled on Mu Ci's legs.

"Ah, this little fox?" Mu Ci stroked the smooth fur on Ahri's back, "Is this Qixiang's friend?"

Ahri raised his eyes and said, "My name is Ahri, I am the main system, and I am in charge of the Seven Auspicious Things."

"Hurry up and hold on to the system's golden thigh!" Mu Ci couldn't help but like this fox, and he hugged it in his arms and became intimate with it.

Ahri was very pleased. "Qi Xiang almost made you lose your mind. During this time, I will be here to supervise him. Mu Ci, just go and do your mission."

Mu Ci looked gloomy and held A Li in his arms for a long time without saying anything.

"Do you want to be transported?" Ali rubbed Mu Ci's palm with her head.

"Ahri, can I still go back to that little world, to the time before I died?"

"You can't go back, and Watazai didn't regenerate this time. He disappeared into that world with you."

Seeing that Mu Ci didn't say anything, Ali gave another careful suggestion.

"Then why don't you seal your memory of him so that it will be easier for you to complete the mission in the next small world."

Mu Ci shook his head without hesitation, "I don't want to forget him, I want to always remember him."

Qi Xiang came over, "Mu Ci, have you rested well? When will we open the next small world?"

"Now! You won't be sad if you're busy!" As long as you live long enough, you will meet the reincarnation of Duzai one day.

"Okay! I'll send you to the next small world right away!"

"Wait!" Mu Ci grabbed Qixiang's short hand.

"Can you pick me a powerful identity! One that can fight!"

Qixiang watched the plot of the next small world and couldn't stop smiling.

“Mu Ci, your status in this plane is second only to one person and above ten thousand people! Go!”

"Is that the prince?" Mu Ci's voice disappeared in the system space along with his soul.

Qi Xiang had a strange expression, but Mu Ci could no longer see his strange expression.

With a thud, a splash of water occurred.

Mu Ci wiped the water off his face, and then he saw clearly that he had fallen into someone's bathtub.

Sitting in the bathtub was a short-haired boy about fourteen or fifteen years old. He was fair and handsome, with a pair of peach blossom eyes, looking straight at him.

There was a moment of awkwardness and silence in the air, and Mu Ci looked straight at the boy opposite him.

Do you want to apologize?

Or should we run away quickly?

Qi Xiang panicked in his sea of ​​consciousness: "Oh my god! I sent it to the wrong place! It's not this small world! Ahri!"

Ahri went berserk: "You foodie! What else can you do besides eating! Go and take Mu Ci away!"

"No! Ahri..."

Listening to the conversation between Ali and Qixiang, Mu Ci became even more panicked.

Seeing that the boy was about to open his mouth, Mu Ci raised his hand and covered his mouth, fearing that he would call for help.

"I didn't mean to barge in, and I won't hurt you. Don't scream. I'll leave right away, okay?"

The boy's beautiful peach blossom eyes blinked twice, Mu Ci let go of his hand, and hurriedly climbed out of the bathtub.

As he walked out, he turned back and said, "Sorry! Sorry!"

After leaving the room, he closed the door considerately.

This is an ancient Chinese garden building, and it is hard to tell what age it is. There is a big tree with lush branches and leaves in the yard.

Mu Ci was just about to ask Ali where to find Qixiang, when, with the help of the lanterns in the corridor, he saw a chubby, seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy in purple running towards him.

The next moment, the young man grabbed his wrist. Before Mu Ci could ask who he was, he was carried by the young man and flew towards the crack in the air.

The boy in the room was still sitting in the bathtub, slowly reaching out to touch his lips. The place that the handsome brother had just touched had a faint scent of sandalwood.

The young man seemed to suddenly remember something. He quickly stood up, wrapped himself in clothes, opened the door and went out to look for it.

The yard was quiet, as if no one had ever been there.

Here, the moment Mu Ci was sucked into the rift, he heard Qi Xiang’s voice: “Mu Ci! You go down first, I’ll be there soon!”

It all happened so fast that before Mu Ci could even ask where he was going, he felt free falling again.

Before he could see the surroundings clearly, he felt a sudden sharp pain above his left chest, and then he fell into someone's arms.

The man briefly met his gaze.

Mu Ci's breathing stagnated, and those deep and captivating peach blossom eyes seemed to be carrying a load!

Then the man turned around and stood up, and Mu Ci was placed on the wheelchair by the man.

Although he was shot in the chest, Mu Ci didn't feel any pain at this moment. He leaned on the wheelchair, following the back of the man who looked like a ferryman.

He was wearing a black robe inlaid with gold patterns, a jade belt around his waist, and had a tall and straight figure. The sword in his hand was like a swimming dragon, and his moves were sharp and ruthless.

Ahri's voice echoed in his mind: "Mu Ci, are you okay?"

Mu Ci looked at the dark figure, "Ah Li, I think I saw Du Zai..."

Ahri: "Mu Ci, the arrow that shot you was very poisonous. I will protect your heart first..."

"Transportation..."

Mu Ci looked at the figure vaguely, which became more and more blurry.

He seemed to be held in Watazai's arms again, and the man murmured softly, "Why did you risk your life to save me?"