Crazy host sweet temptation, cold licking the main god and acting coquettish

Besides that, Jun Yuancheng couldn't get close to Si Mo at all. He always thought it was his own problem.

It was very strange. Every time he got within a hundred inches of Qilan Palace, he began to feel pain. He could not find any wounds on his body, but his face felt especially painful. The further he went in, the more painful his nose became. By the time he reached the door of the feeding room, he was already bleeding profusely.

He couldn't eat the beauty at first, but he didn't expect that after entering the harem, he rarely even saw her.

Jun Yuancheng has been in a distracted mood these days.

Si Mo lay lazily on the chaise longue, her seductive fox eyes slightly curled up, her eyes flowing like spring water, clear and charming. Life was very leisurely, and she didn't even have to peel lychees herself.

Yougu Garden is a summer pavilion facing the beautiful view of the pond. Si Momei narrowed her eyes and casually adjusted her clothes:

I have a feeling the moonlight will be beautiful tonight.

Benben raised his head from the small nest that Simo bought for him in the system store, and his pink nose shrank: [Why, Master? It’s still too early for Tuoyue now. ]

In the heavens, on a fixed day every year, the full moon will form a blood moon. The bright red full moon is infinitely enlarged before your eyes, and you can reach out and push away the clouds and mist. That day is also the day when the gods and immortals hang banners in pairs.

They will combine their divine powers to jointly create a unique golden ball of light, and stand on the Que Bridge to witness the crystal floating towards the blood moon and scattering around.

In the human world, there is a similar day, which is called Mid-Autumn Festival. Due to the distance, when people look up at the night sky, they can only see the moon, which is like a giant aperture, and its color is bright white. When there are no clouds, the surrounding stars are also scattered around. But no one knows that it is just stardust scattered by the gods.

Si Mo raised the corners of his lips slightly: It’s not Tuo Yue, it’s a festival in the human world.

The moon is still beautiful in blood red.

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The sun sets, and the dim light in the sky gradually fades. In the hazy light before the coming night, Si Mo uses the divine power in his hands to come to a hidden place in the deep palace.

A gust of wind blew past, lifting the thick layer of fallen leaves on the wasteland in front of Si Mo, revealing a large iron-like secret door underground.

The young man raised his eyebrows slightly, used his magical power to open the door, and walked straight in.

The dungeon was dark, and the air was damp and smelled of decay and blood.

Si Mo frowned and used a spell to block his breath with great disgust. In the extremely quiet water prison, every step he took made a dull sound.

Many prisoners were secretly detained here. Almost every one of them was tortured to a miserable state, with their skin and flesh torn all over their bodies. Several men whose arms were hung by iron chains had obviously stopped breathing.

Before I left, Si Mo took some time to visit the System Bureau of Heaven and rectified that ridiculous rule.

After a 'friendly' exchange with the director, the System Bureau was successfully destroyed into ruins, and it is estimated that it will take a hundred years to repair.

He took out the rule book and used his divine power to conjure a carving knife to scratch out the words: Anyone who comes to this plane, whether they are gods or immortals, will be limited in the number of times they can use their divine power.

Not only that, before leaving, he arrogantly left a message: From now on, my words will be the rules here.

The director who had barely managed to survive by cowering was glared at by Si Mo, who said, "The System Bureau doesn't need useless people."

……

"Cough cough..."

There was a faint light in the depths of the dungeon, and the closer you got, the clearer the faint sound became.

As if sensing something, Si Mo's eyes flashed a seductive red light for a moment.