Comprehensive film and television: Female supporting role counterattack plan

"Lord Mo Yuan is indeed the God of War. He is very alert indeed."

The man was dressed in a black robe with eyes as deep as the abyss, and a cold aura emanated from his body, like a demon walking out of the darkness. He raised his eyebrows slightly and a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Qing Cang, even if we are not friends, we should be considered old acquaintances." Mo Yuan was not as gentle as he was with Zi Mu just now. He stood tall and looked at the person in front of him with an indifferent expression.

"This... natural."

Qing Cang's voice was low and magnetic, his eyes revealed a hint of cunning and teasing, and he seemed not to care about what Lord Mo Yuan said.

"I never thought that the legitimate son of the Father God, who had kept people at a distance in the past, and the God of War in Heaven, would become like that when facing his Taoist companion." Qing Cang raised a smile and looked at the serious Mo Yuan opposite him with a bit of teasing.

A hint of embarrassment flashed across Mo Yuan's face when he heard this, but he quickly regained his composure.

"However, I can understand it. After all, even I cannot resist love."

As Qing Cang spoke, he thought of Ling Yu's stubbornness and the little expression of rolling his eyes at him. Even his mood, which had been troubled by a bunch of trivial matters of the Wing Clan recently, improved a lot.

Mo Yuan frowned slightly and looked at Qing Cang's lewd smile with disgust.

He didn't want to continue this topic, so he changed the subject and asked, "How much did Yijun hear just now?"

"I heard everything I should and shouldn't have heard. Let me make it clear that I wasn't eavesdropping. I was planning to rest here, so I was disturbed by you two."

"what are you thinking?"

"Of course I will go back and select the minions of the Heavenly Monarch and eliminate them one by one, and then marry your disciple to be my queen."

Then Qing Cang changed the subject: "But I didn't expect your Taoist partner to be so smart. He explained the plan of the Heavenly Monarch for tens of thousands of years in just a few words."

Mo Yuan stared at Qing Cang with a slightly condensed look in his eyes and warned: "Ling Yu is my disciple. If he doesn't want to, please don't force him."

"I understand. If he really doesn't want to, I won't force him." Qing Cang said casually, but he was secretly calculating in his heart.

Qing Cang: It's impossible to force him. If he doesn't agree, I will persuade him until he agrees. I am a handsome man and I will charm him sooner or later.

Ling Yu: Haha, you’re sick in the brain.

"That's good." Mo Yuan's expression eased a little.

Qing Cang looked at Mo Yuan and suddenly laughed: "Mo Yuan, you and I have known each other for a long time. I have found my ideal person now, although he has not agreed yet. But you have already made an engagement. When do you plan to marry your Taoist partner? I am looking forward to the wedding wine."

Mo Yuan looked a little unnatural. He also wanted to get married soon, but Zimu was still too young. Thinking of this, he coughed lightly and said, "We have to wait tens of thousands of years to get married. Zimu is still young now."

“That’s fine.” Qingcang waved his hand and continued, “Your Celestial Clan and Fox Clan have so many rules, I won’t ask any more. However, if you need help with what you just mentioned, just let me know. I, Qingcang, have some connections in the Celestial Realm.”

Mo Yuan nodded to express his gratitude.

The two chatted for a few more minutes and then left.

Mo Yuan looked at Qing Cang's departing back and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He knew Qingcang's cultivation and character very well. If he really wanted to force Lingyu to marry him, given the suspicious character of the Heavenly Emperor, he would definitely take the opportunity to stir up a bloody storm throughout the world.

But looking at his expression, it seems that he doesn't intend to force it.

During the days that Mo Yuan was in Luoxia Realm, he kept thinking about Qing Cang's words.

He knew that Qing Cang seemed careless, but in fact he was a meticulous person.

As for whether to believe Qingcang, we’ll talk about it later.

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A few days later, Mo Yuan, who had just brought his disciples back to Kunlun Xu, received news from Qing Cang.

Qing Cang told him that he had cleared out some of the minions of the Heavenly Lord, but some of the old guys who were deeply rooted and always instigated him to confront the Celestial Clan could not be touched for the time being and he said that he would continue to pay attention to the movements of the Ninth Heaven.

Mo Yuan felt relieved about this. At least Qing Cang was currently a trustworthy person.

Emperor Donghua was invited to the Ten-Li Peach Forest by Zheyan using fine wine as an excuse.

The old Heavenly Lord's position was abdicated by Emperor Donghua. If the old Heavenly Lord knew that he could not withstand the calamity, half of his cultivation would have pushed him to the rank of a god.

I'm afraid it will take many years for the Heavenly Monarch to slowly cultivate to become a god.

"Hey, Zheyan and Baizhi, what do you think?" After reading the letter Mo Yuan gave him, Emperor Donghua handed it to Zheyan.

After reading it, Zhe Yan thought for a moment and said, "Qing Cang is a trustworthy person."

Siming Xingjun said with a playful smile: "Lord Moyuan, if it really doesn't work, just give your disciple to Yijun. It's not bad to form a marriage alliance."

"……" How to put it, Sima Ming's words controlled the four ancient gods for a long time.

"Si Ming." Emperor Donghua suddenly smiled brightly at Siming Star Lord.

When Siming Xingjun saw Emperor Donghua's brilliant smile, he felt goosebumps all over his body: "Emperor, the immortal is here."

"Are you free?" the Emperor asked coldly.

"No, how could that be? I'm very busy, very busy." Siming quickly shook his head and waved his hands, indicating that he was not idle.

"Please keep busy, I will go back first."

Before Siming left, Mo Yuan asked coldly, "Is Donghua the Siming reliable?"

"Just give it a try."

"If it's unreliable..." Zhe Yan said, and made a gesture of scratching his neck in front of Siming Xingjun. "It can also add some fertilizer to my Ten Mile Peach Forest."

"My fellow gods, I was really wrong. It was really... the Emperor..." The Star Lord Sima Ming was so sad that he could not even cry. It was actually his own fault that he was too complacent.

Which of these people is easy to get along with?

How could I have forgotten it?

Emperor Donghua simply couldn't bear to look at his subordinate: "Okay, get out of here."

"Okay, get out of here right now."

So the Star God of Destiny prepared to leave in a peaceful manner.

It seems that I have to be careful with what I say in the future. The most important thing is that I should avoid hanging out with people like Lian Song who don't know how to behave. It's easy for him to become unreliable.

"Hahaha... Donghua, your subordinate is really interesting. He is so funny."

"......" Sima Ming Xingjun, who was about to leave, slipped.

Who spread the rumor that the Supreme God Zheyan of the Kumquat Peach Forest was an ancient god with great magical powers and a very cold heart?

This kind of bad taste is no different from their Emperor, okay?

"Well, keep it to kill time."

Sima Xingjun couldn't help but roll his eyes and secretly swore in his heart that he would never follow the Emperor to the Ten-Li Peach Forest next time.

While flying towards Taichen Palace, the Star Lord Siming complained in his heart that the rumors were not credible.