This Princess, Lu Ziye, Deserves To Be Favored!

Mu Xi, a mortal who had a brief encounter with Tsing Yi five hundred years ago.

Tsing Yi vaguely remembered that the mansion and shop were leased to her later, and the girl opened a kite shop on Suzaku Avenue.

What's the matter... drive and drive yourself into a kite?

The kite becomes fine... Tsing Yi is the first time I've seen it.

Xiao Jue suddenly remembered something: "It seems that she didn't survive that year."

"What do you mean?" Tsing Yi frowned.

"After you were imprisoned in the world of the ten directions, I sent someone to find some old people from that year."

Xiao Jue said: "Zhou Qiangying is protected by Huang Quan, but she has not been found."

Xiao Jue had heard Taoxiang mention it, but after all, he and Mu Xi were not familiar with each other, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

Tsing Yi stared at Mu Xi in confusion, "How did you become... a kite master?"

"I don't know either." Mu Xi lowered his head, his expression extremely sad:

"In that battle, many of us hid on the tower. Although we were escorted by the demon generals to the demon world, we were ambushed by the water clan in the middle, and then I died..."

"When I wake up again, the world has changed, my soul is locked on the kite, and it floats around in the wind. I don't know how many years it has been floating..."

"Then..." As soon as Mu Xi was about to speak, he was cut off by Mochi.

"Then I bumped into her by accident."

Tsing Yi looked up at Mo Chi, "So, everything is your fault."

Mo Chi rolled his eyes: "What's up with me?"

"It was your responsibility to **** the human race to take refuge in the demon world back then during the war." Tsing Yi said righteous words.

Mochi's mouth twitched, staring at Mu Xi, frowning.

I want to refute it, but I am afraid that this rookie moth will shake out the matter of Fuguang Yunchao.

Just keep your mouth shut.

Tsing Yi checked Mu Xi's current situation, the soul has been completely integrated with the kite, and he has become a kite spirit with zero moths.

Tsing Yi let out a sigh, "There's no help, give up the treatment, you only have to be a moth."

When Mu Xi heard this, the cat urine couldn't control it, and the tears rolled out.

She wiped away tears while crying, and forced herself to laugh:

"It's okay, it's been like this for so many years."

"Wind... Kite is also very good... If you want to go to the sky, go to the sky... More, how good... woo..."

Tsing Yi couldn't help but pouted and tutted twice, then raised her eyebrows to look at Mochi:

"Your pot, you are responsible."

"What?" Mo Chi frowned.

Tsing Yi picked up Mu Xi's kite wings and threw her at Mo Chi:

"Death is also due to the negligence of your demon clan. Now people have become kite spirits, and naturally they are under the control of your demon emperor."

This statement is well-founded, and there is simply no reason to refute it.

Mochi frowned and looked at the big human-shaped moth in front of him, not hiding the disgust on his face:

"It's so weak that it's a waste of time to peel."

"That's your business, don't expect the old lady to wipe your **** for you, you are not helping the light."

Tsing Yi raised her head and rolled her eyes, and a playful smile appeared on her lips: "Anyway, she's not big, so you should keep it as a pet, and someone to pour tea and water."

"My heart is not smooth, I can still use two whips to relieve my anger."

As the wicked woman said that, she picked up Uncle Cat and hit his ear with a burst of bullets.

The fat cat-like meow scolded, but he didn't dare to show his claws.

pet? Mo Chi frowned and stared at Mu Xi.

Mu Xi looked at him with tears in his eyes, and said weakly, "I...I can still serve tea and pour water..."

"unnecessary."

"Then...I...I can only tie kites..."

Mo Chi raised his brows and remained silent for a while, "Let's keep it for now."

Mu Xi stared at him in astonishment. How could the craft of tying kites be so promising? !

Seeing this, Tsing Yi sighed and patted the fat cat on the head:

"Look at it, these days, technology is the iron job!"

fart!

Uncle Cat rolled his eyes, it was clear that the blind cat hit the dead mouse!

The kite spirit hits a kite maniac!

After leaving the Qingjie, the day after tomorrow will be the opening of the big show. The Qingyi couple are also busy with their own affairs, so Ye Yan and Lao Chu also went out to make arrangements.

On the contrary, Mochi came early and was alone.

Oh no, there is also a fluttering moth behind him.

Mo Chi confronted Mu Xi for a moment.

"The matter of Yunchao Fuguang is not allowed to go out." Mochi said coldly: "Otherwise, you will be peeled off."

Mu Xi shivered and his face turned pale.

Suddenly a little regret, why stay by this man's side...

Was it because he was so excited when he saw Tsing Yi?

"I...I...I don't say..."

Mu Xi felt aggrieved and at a loss.

When she was a person, she used Tsing Yi as her idol and always wanted to live like the other person.

As a result, he died before his ambition was paid, and somehow became a kite, which could only float around with the wind.

Now... it fell into the hands of this skinning demon emperor again.

Mu Xi wanted to cry, this Demon Emperor Mochi looked so terrifying!

What if one accidentally angered him and was really skinned?

Mo Chi stared at her for a while, "Come in."

Mu Xi floated in anxiously.

After entering the inner hall, Mochi sat down at the table.

Between his sleeves, there was a set of cloth bags on the table, and he unfolded the cloth bags.

A pile of tools fell out, iron pliers, nails, knives, iron wires...

Mu Xi's complexion turned white and white, and the wings of a kite trembled like a sifter.

"Come here." Mo Chi looked at her.

Mu Xi almost fell out of thin air, "Your Majesty the Demon Emperor, I have too little skin, it's useless if you peel it off..."

Mu Xi said with a cry.

Mochi frowned slightly, with a bit of playfulness in his eyes.

With a sudden click of his finger, Mu Xi was pulled onto the table.

"Don't peel me, don't peel me!!" Mu Xi screamed in fright.

"Shut up!" Mo Chi scolded.

There was no sound coming out of Mu Xi's mouth.

She was only the size of a slap, lying on the table with a small kite on her back, looking no different from a moth.

In fear, she felt the man's cold fingers caressing the kite bone.

She shuddered violently, goosebumps all over her body, and she had the illusion that she was stabbed to death by the other's finger again.

However, that finger lingered on the kite bone, but it was indescribably tender.

Even the fear in her heart gradually faded away unconsciously.

Mu Xi tilted his head and looked over carefully.

The eyes are a pair of deep silver eyes, without the usual sinister and cold banter, the expression is unprecedentedly focused, even gentle.

There was a faint smile on that evil and charming handsome face, which was charming and intoxicating.

This smile is not for her...

But the kite on her back.

Mochi's hands were carefully repairing the kite bones behind her, as if repairing a precious piece of porcelain.

At that moment, Mu Xi felt as if he had touched something.

Beneath this man's sinister and indifferent appearance, the gentleness and meticulousness hidden in this man...

He hides in the bottom of his heart, the unknown... that side is soft.