hug that god

Ni Jun lives in the courtyard on the east side, facing the sun, the courtyard and the house are very bright and comfortable.

Ni Jun was alone in the room, only sitting on the bench to practice.

He believes that no matter when and where, improving one's cultivation is the most important.

If he could beat that "god" back then, what would the world be like now.

Don't think too much, practice Qigong with no sundries in your mind, and free from external and internal interference.

Suddenly, he felt a stranger approaching, he couldn't help but suddenly opened his eyes, a trace of displeasure flashed in his eyes, and he put down his legs.

There was a knock on the door, and Nijun said two words, "Come in," in a cold voice.

The door opened slowly, and after looking backwards, it was the Palace Master Shen Mo, who was even more displeased.

What can he do with Ni Jun?

Ni Jun withdrew his eyes and stopped looking at him, only staring at the teapot on the table.

The lord of Shen Mo's mansion closed the door, is there anything shady?

Ni Jun's face turned serious, his brows furrowed even tighter, his whole body exuded air-conditioning, his eyes were cold and stern, and he put pressure on him to see what kind of tricks he wanted to play.

Standing in front of Ni Jun, he was calm and composed, not affected by his aura at all, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he smiled.

Ni Jun felt that he was not smiling, an inexplicable meaning.

Palace Master Shen Mo parted his thin lips lightly, and said a name that was unfamiliar but familiar to him: "Ni Jun Mo Lang."

Ni Jun's eyes instantly became extremely sharp, and he was locked on him.

"You're not curious, you were suppressed by Qiantian Peak." Patriarch Shen Mo continued: "How about your descendants?"

"You know." Ni Jun's eyes were aggressive, and he paused every word.

Shen Yuexiu was able to release it from Qiantian Peak, and it was not unusual for Palace Master Shen Mo to know his existence.

But Palace Master Shen Me's words were astonishing, and even Ni Jun was frightened, and there was a ripple in his deep eyes.

"We are your descendants." Mansion Master Shen Me spoke clearly with firm eyes.

"You are my descendants." Ni Jun repeated solemnly, his eyes were so cold that he could kill a person.

"Yes." Palace Master Shen's tone was cold and firm.

Ni Jun put his fist on the table slowly, clenched it tightly, and clenched it tighter and tighter. When he heard that there was a descendant, his heart was excited and happy.

But from his mouth, he was not happy at all.

He once fought against the gods, and his descendants demeaned themselves, called themselves the descendants of gods, and made absurd family rules.

What is not to kill when encountering evil, what is a heartless family, what is a world with love, the more I think about it, the more angry I become, and the murderous aura suddenly released from my body, filling the whole room.

Ni Jun stood up suddenly, stepped forward, very fast, grabbed Palace Master Shen Mo's neck, pushed him back, and slammed on the door heavily.

He squeezed Palace Master Shen Mo's throat tightly, and asked in a cold tone: "Whose descendant are you?"

Mansion Master Shen Me's face was pale and red, and he had difficulty breathing, but he didn't resist, but said clearly: "It's you."

"Who is it?" He strengthened his hands, his eyes were cold and harsh, and his tone was cold and attractive.

Patriarch Shen Mo's lips parted slightly, and he was about to be suffocated, but he still squeezed out his voice to answer, repeating what he said just now: "It's you."

Ni Jun grabbed his neck, picked him up, paused in the air, and then let go.

Palace Master Shen Me coughed a few times, stretched out his hand to touch his throat, and looked at Ni Jun indifferently.

"If Ni Jun doesn't believe it, you can do a blood test with me on the spot." Palace Master Shen Me's voice was hoarse.

"I don't recognize your existence. Just now, I thought you were seeking a relationship. Now, get out." Ni Jun said angrily.

Palace Master Shen Mo didn't say a word, he didn't react too much, he just said "yes" indifferently, then turned and opened the door to leave.

It seems that he doesn't care whether Ni Juncheng admits it or not.

"I don't have such offspring." Ni Jun put his hands on the table, and the table couldn't bear his strength, and it instantly shattered.

A strong air current rushed through the room, destroying everything inside, and it took him a while to calm down.

At dusk, Shen Yuexiu woke up faintly from the room, her body still felt a little strange, thinking of Lei Lingzhu and Wangzhi, she should find a way to deal with them.

Turning around, Mu Yuntai and Li Qifu were sitting opposite each other, looking at him.

"How is Yuexiu feeling?" Mu Yuntai asked warmly.

Shen Yuexiu said: "It's much better."

"Jifu bought sake pills, and some fruit candies to eliminate the smell of alcohol, you can eat some." Mu Brassica said.

Li Qifu sat there, with one foot on a bench, looking at him with a hint of rebelliousness in his eyes, and his tone was a little sour: "You said it was me, how can you be right?" Am I so good, I’m afraid I’ll teach you a lesson by my ears.”

Shen Yuexiu got off the bed, put on her shoes, and walked towards the table, eating only candy.

"Xiaofu, I will take care of you when you are sick."

"Come on, I'm afraid I won't know how I will die then."

"Pray for blessings, the words are a bit serious." Mu Brassica said.

"Don't worry, I will protect you." Shen Yuexiu smiled lightly.

"You're not at home, so protect your ass and talk empty words." Li Qifu said very disgusted.

Shen Yuexiu remained silent, poured a glass of water and drank it, the colorful dome in his hand couldn't help but flickered, he remembered that Ni Jun said that he didn't like to stay in his home, it seemed that he had to leave earlier.

"Tomorrow morning, I will leave the house."

"Be careful in everything." Mu Brassica said.

Li Qifu was silent and did not speak, put his feet down "swish", stood up suddenly, and said in a very displeased tone, "I'm going to sleep too." Then he opened the door and left.

"He seems unhappy again?" Shen Yuexiu looked at the door that was still shaking slightly.

The door was already a little out of joint and it was time to replace it.

"Eat something before leaving." Mu Brassica took the paper bag covering it, and saw two plates of pastries.

Mu Brassica got up and went to close the crumbling door.

Shen Yuexiu took a piece and ate it in her mouth: "It's stuffed with meat?"

"The plate you ate was bought by praying..." Mu Rucai turned around and sat on the chair.

"Unfortunately, I came and went in a hurry this time." Shen Yuexiu suddenly remembered that Mu Rucai was outside, and brought him a bowl of boiled meat.

After eating the seasoned ones, I felt that the boiled meat was a little tasteless, but now I want to eat it a little bit.

But after all, the family rules clearly stipulated that no meat should be eaten, and Mu Brassica prepared it consciously every time. He was really embarrassed to speak now, so after thinking about it, let it go.

After eating cakes and drinking tea, I was full after a while, and after a brief chat with Mu Brassica, I got up and went back to my room.

Mu Yuncai had already cleaned the room while he was sleeping.

When he returned to the room, he still felt a little strange in his body. He couldn't tell what was strange. Without thinking too much, he took his clothes and took a shower in the backyard, then went back to his room to rest.