The silly king's daughter-in-law is a plant?

There is no special feeling when the beads enter the body. Mo Ling sits cross-legged and merges with spiritual power in the grassland.

Mo Ling was refreshed for a while, and Mo Ling's body was relaxed and lively after waking up, and he didn't feel the heaviness and cumbersomeness after conception. He sat up with the boulder behind him, put his hand on his forehead, and quietly felt the abundant spiritual power flowing in his body.

He hooked his fingers, and a green plant grew out of the dark on the ground. He clicked on the flower core of the plant, and the flower withered, and a shiny fruit appeared.

"lady?"

Brother Qi who came to check on Mo Ling's physical condition was frightened as soon as he turned around. The green light illuminated the outline of a person, and he couldn't really see what it was at night, but he felt very cautious.

Mo Ling gave birth to all the flowers on the small tree, and made them grow bright fruit to illuminate the cave.

"Hmm. How's the situation in the palace? What's the news from Jiu'er?" He propped himself up and stood up, protecting his slightly protruding belly with his habitual hands.

"The enemy army does not retreat, the sect master cannot attack, and the enemy cannot attack. At night, everyone is exhausted and can't do anything, and they become separate guards." Senior Brother Qi said respectfully.

Mo Ling said in surprise, "So harmonious? The two armies are fighting, and how can they sit and wait for the enemy to rest and replenish their strength?"

Senior Brother Qi knew that Mo Ling had misunderstood, he sighed and said, "No, no, originally our side had a better chance of winning in the first battle, but suddenly there was a group of organizations that called for the storm and used magic to help the Fourth Prince. This organization was unheard of for us, their appearance reversed the occupation, and according to the juniors who came back, the scene at that time was quite difficult.”

Mo Ling frowned, leaning on his corner of the eye, he walked towards the entrance of the cave, Senior Brother Qi thought he was going to relieve himself, so he didn't stop him, just waited.

Mo Ling walked to the door and watched the moonlight, "All disciples obey orders!" He suddenly issued an order, and his loud voice woke up the dazed and chatting Taoist disciples.

Mo Ling gave an order, and everyone knelt down on one knee, clenched their hands into fists, and put the back of their hands on the ground: "Yes."

The deep mountains and wild forests uttered one word in unison, scaring away the birds resting among the trees. With a few birdsongs and the waning moon above his head, Mo Ling amplified his voice with internal force: "Follow me into the palace to assist the sect master."

"No!" Senior Brother Qi was the first representative to refuse, and the first sentence was about to be closed. Mo Ling looked at him indifferently, and parted his thin lips: "Objection is invalid. Whoever dares to object is disloyal! Traitor! "

Mo Ling deliberately wanted this to suppress them. What the ancients valued most was morality, especially the identity of a traitor was not welcomed no matter in ancient or modern times.

"Ma'am, why are you doing this?" Senior Brother Qi couldn't tell, Madam must have been spoiled by the sect master, otherwise why would she act recklessly and say that wind is rain.

Mo Ling walked up to him and said sharply, "He is my husband-in-law, and I can't live if he dies."

The palace was brightly lit, and the lanterns in front of the eaves were stained with blood. The fourth prince was sitting in the Hall of Mental Cultivation drinking wine, and he smashed out the jade in his hand in annoyance.

Today he forced the old emperor to write an edict to abdicate, found the jade seal, opened the door and the room was quiet, and the fourth prince walked in only to find that the room was empty.

The emperor ran away long ago, they searched the corners of the palace, and they didn't know where the emperor hid, the guards came to report, the beauties in the harem, only Concubine Lan disappeared.

The fourth prince was out of breath and smashed several valuable jade objects one after another. He raised the wine jar and poured wine with his head up. His Adam's apple slipped, and the wine that could not be contained in his mouth flowed down his chin into his clothes.

Somewhere in the unremarkable side hall of the palace, people in strange clothes stayed inside. Xu Mo pushed the door and entered, and they didn't even bother to say hello.

"You look like a dog." The man squatting on the wooden bench and eating melon seeds commented on Xu Mo's attire.

"You are impatient too, you look like a dog." Xu Mo said with a friendly smile. He boasted that he was not a good tempered person who could not hold back his anger, so he would naturally go back if he felt uncomfortable.

"You!" The one who was scolded jumped down and threw the melon seeds back into the fruit plate, pretending to be fierce, approaching Xu Mo with his chin.

Lie Hong blocked the man who was fighting with Dayou and Xi Mojiu, she folded her arms around her chest: "If you dare to fight in a nest at a critical moment, are you waiting for the king's people to catch us all?"

The man saw the proud white peak on Liehong's chest, swallowed his saliva, said that he would let you go today, and then returned to his original position to eat melon seeds, peeking at Liehong's movements from time to time.

Seeing a sensible person, Xu Mo bowed in a dignified manner, and went straight to the point: "What is your boss' request?"

Lie Hong approached him, fingers lingering on his clothes: "What I want is very simple, as long as..."

"Easier than I thought." Xu Mo smiled.

"That's good." Lie Hong twisted her waist, stretched out her beautiful hands, and said with illusory eyes, "It's a happy cooperation."

"my pleasure."

Heihuo and the second prince stuck together, rested and ate together, Heihuo came back from the dead, and the sad second prince had a happy smile on his face.

"Master." Seeing Xi Mojiu approaching, Hei Huo reminded the second prince who was sleeping on his shoulder.

The master is so cute when he is asleep!The clingy master is so cute!All in all, the master is cute and can't find any flaws.

The lover snuggled into his arms, Heihuo's face was paralyzed and his face was melted, Heishui took out the water bag, and sat beside Heihuo casually: "I never expected you to live."

Heishui handed the water bag to Heihuo, and what was inside was not ordinary drinking water, but Heihuo's favorite green bamboo brew, which tasted spicy and strong enough.Hei Huo is in good health, and he won't get half drunk at all after drinking ordinary wine.

Qingzhu Niang is a fine wine specially brewed in the second emperor's womb. Hei Huo, who is wandering outside, has thought about it for a long time. In his dreams, he would dream of his master feeding him wine and watching him practice martial arts.

"The Nine Kings saved me." Heihuo pulled the cover off.

"Here, let me worry about it. Look at the master, because you can't stand the blow of death, you are getting thinner day by day, at least a circle thinner." Heishui clinked glasses with him, and the second prince lay in Heihuo's arms, and he didn't care. Knowing when to wake up, some things can only be discussed in private.

"Second brother." Xi Mojiu called out towards the back.

Hei Huo looked at Xi Mojiu and said, "I'm asleep. Master always loves to recite poems and drink together, taste tea and enjoy flowers. The battle today consumed too much master's energy."

The second prince, who was sleeping soundly, looked more docile than usual, and his inadvertent little movements were playful and cute.

"Protect my brother well. I will not interfere with the choice of the second brother. You must protect him for the rest of his life, from the cold and from food and clothing. Otherwise, return the medicine to me."

"The great favor that the Nine Kings once gave, Hei Huo will never forget. But please rest assured that the Ninth King, Hei Huo and the second prince love each other sincerely, and even if Hei Huo dies of suffering, he will not dare to tire the master."