This Princess, Lu Ziye, Deserves To Be Favored!

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Uncle Mochi doesn't want to admit this.

"However, the figure on the chest of this human-shaped kite does not look like a woman's body."

Mochi: "..."

Scumbag, the complaints from your own daughter are really fast and accurate!

"Godfather, is it because of this reason that you never marry a wife?" Xiao Qingqing shrugged in front of him, her eyes gloomy and her expression mysterious.

Suddenly a little finger was stretched out and bent down sharply.

"Are you bent?"

The wild straight man Heishui'er didn't react for a long time.

After the brain turned around, it was called exasperation.

I really want to catch this little girl and beat her.

"Who taught you these messes?!"

"Those **** from Yin Si!" Qingqing blinked and looked at Mochi excitedly, "Godfather, it's alright! Now that the age is gone, who said you have to like women, right? If you find me a godmother? It doesn't matter, man!"

This is a big misunderstanding!

Uncle Heishui'er burst into blue veins on his forehead.

I want to hit someone!

But in front of this is a goddaughter who is more kissable than his own daughter, and he is reluctant to start, how can he break it?

When the scumbag arrives, he must hammer her hard!

How did you teach your daughter? !

And those little devils in Yinsi who are full of animal thoughts, don't they fry them in a frying pan and keep them for the New Year?

irritable!

Uncle Heishui'er is extremely irritable!

"Let's learn those **** all day long!"

Mochi gave her a brain break and scolded her sharply.

Xiao Qingqing's mouth shriveled, "Why not? Did you fool me just now? Who is painted on this kite? It can't be Xiao Xixi, right?"

Mochi rolled his eyes.

Xiao Qingqing understood, "Yes, the rabbit still doesn't eat the grass on the edge of the nest. If you really liked her, godfather, you would have accepted her directly."

Mo Chi took a deep breath, and really didn't want to talk about this kind of thing with this little girl.

Really the daughter of a scumbag.

The bloodline is too obvious, and he can choke to death when he speaks at a young age.

"But godfather, you are really amazing. There is a person hidden in your heart, and you don't even know your mother!" Xiao Qingqing adored her face, "Aren't you and your mother best friends?"

Mochi's eyes moved slightly, and he touched her head, "Because your mother is stupid!"

"Who said that, my mother is smart!"

Smart ass!

Mochi's contempt was beyond words.

Seeing that the little witch was about to be a demon again, he took a deep breath and quickly changed the subject.

"Smart! The number one smart in the Six Realms, otherwise how could you deceive your bastard!"

"That's it!" The little witch fluttered into Mochi's arms, "Godfather, tell me the story of you and your mother?"

Mo Chi frowned slightly and said with a smile: "Why do you want to know this?"

"Just curious."

Qingqing blinked innocently.

"Everyone says that your mother's best friend in this world is you. But neither Daddy nor Uncle Cat don't know how you two became friends?"

"How did you meet in the first place?"

Mochi's eyes sank slightly, and there was a bit of nostalgia on his face.

"Then this story is a bit long. When we met with your mother, maybe neither of us thought we could become friends with each other."

"Huh? Why?"

"Probably... She thinks I need to fry, and I think she needs to peel?"

Recalling the past, the piles and piles jumped in front of my eyes, as if it were yesterday.

Before he knew it, he and Tsing Yi had known each other for so long.

He is still her best friend, and she is already a married woman, but she is as indifferent as ever.

Looking back, the relationship between him and her was still the same as before.

Back then, boys and girls.

"The first encounter with your mother was in a land of displacement..."

Mochi slowly told the story of his meeting with Tsing Yi.

The beginning of this grass-egg friendship...

...

The demon calendar, fifty-eight thousand four hundred and seventy-nine years.

The candle dragon clan commanded the demon world and respected Zhu Jiuyin.

On that day, the gate of the demon world was broken, and two figures escaped from it.

Outside the chaotic collar, a beautiful woman in white supported the young man and rushed forward in a hurry.

The boy was covered in blood, and the black clothes had long been stained with blood, and blood trails all the way.

"Chi'er, hold on, we escaped..."

Mochi was covered in blood, and he could hardly spare the slightest strength.

"Mother, don't worry about me, you go first..." Mo Chi said in a hoarse voice, blood stained half of his face, covering his handsome face.

"Don't talk nonsense, let's flee to the deserted place for a while, he doesn't dare to enter that place! As long as your grandfather comes back from Yunyou, let's ask the West Sea Dragon Clan to help, Zhu Jiuyin will not dare to touch us again!" The woman Shen Shen sound.

Grandpa?

West Sea Dragon?

A sneer flashed in Mo Chi's eyes.

Are there still few SOS letters they have sent to the West Sea for so many years? But was there ever any movement over there?

The flesh and blood relatives are no match for the interests, so the West Sea Dragon Clan dares to turn against the big monster clan?

Seeing that the boundary marker is approaching, the land of exile is in front of you.

A look of joy appeared on the woman's face.

At this moment, the dragon's roar resounded through the sky.

A terrifying dragon descended from behind.

"Candle Nine Yin?!!"

The color of the mother and son has changed greatly.

"Chi'er, run away!!"

The woman pushed Mochi forward and turned back to block Zhu Jiuyin.

She transformed into a long silver-white dragon and fought with the giant dragon that was chasing after her.

Dragon blood and dragon scales splashed into the sky and fell.

The mournful dragon's roar was mixed with resentful screams: "Zhu Jiuyin! Mochi is your own son, tiger poison does not eat children, why do you treat him like this!!!"

Zhu Jiuyin's eyes are scarlet, and there is only greed and rage in the giant eyes.

"Since he is my son, he should help me get on the road, and it is his honor to be my food for my belly!!"

"Crazy! You are a madman!!"

"Dare to take him away and block my way, you stupid woman, go to hell!"

In front of the boundary monument, Mo Chi's eyes were splitting, watching Zhu Jiuyin bite her mother's neck.

"Mother-"

The silver dragon was struggling desperately, and the roar was deafening.

What a pain it was...

shhh-

Chunks of flesh chased down from the sky.

"Escape!! Chi'er... escape..."

"Don't avenge your mother! Don't come back, never come back! You run away—"

There were blood and tears in Mochi's eyes, and he saw Zhu Jiu's sinister and vicious laughter.

Seeing his mother's scales peeled off by sharp claws under his grasp, watching her flesh and blood be swallowed up by him.

Seeing the separation of her flesh and blood, she was entangled in Zhu Jiuyin's steps until she died.

Seeing the despair and hope in her eyes...

run away...

Chi'er, run away...

The dragon's blood spread all the way, immersed in the ground, and infiltrated the ink pool.

He shuddered violently, he twisted his body with difficulty, stood up with difficulty using his hands and feet, and stumbled towards the deserted land.

Stepping on the blood road that his mother fought for him with her blood, he ran to the dead place.

In the scarlet eyes of the young man, there is only boundless pain and hatred...

Roar--

The moment he stepped into the land of exile.

The mournful dragon roar stopped abruptly.

Mochi suddenly turned his head.

In front of him, blood spreads.

he saw...

A reassuring smile in the mother's eyes.

he saw...

Zhu Jiuyin smashed her mother's head with one foot...