Lucky star, cute baby, fairy mother is so handsome

Shangguan Jiuyou had already made up his mind, "I will settle the score with you for wrongly accusing my father later."

After saying that, he left in big strides.

Mumu fell to the ground in pain, "It's all over, I'm going to get whipped this time."

The good opportunity to spur on the enemy came to him, and Si Ye was so happy that he almost jumped up.

"I have a good way to avoid being whipped. Do you want to listen?"

Mumu's face was full of desire, and she urged Si Ye to speak faster.

"Hurry up, don't waste time."

Si Ye suddenly felt that there was hope, and quickly organized his words, looking forward to the future and drawing a blueprint.

"Look, if you practice hard, you will be able to fly in the air. Then no one will be able to hit you."

As soon as these words were spoken, Mumu became like a deflated ball, lying listlessly on the table.

"Can you fly?" he asked listlessly.

Si Ye considered that he really couldn't do it now, and didn't believe what the fairy world said, so he replied angrily, "No."

Mu Mu curled her lips and said, "Even people in their seventies and eighties still can't practice it. I'm only four years old. Even if I can practice it when I reach your age, my father won't be able to beat me, and I will be completely useless." She said with a flat tone.

Si Ye felt that he had gone off topic and wanted to get back to the topic, but Mu Mu suddenly stood up, with a serious expression on his chubby face.

He said loudly, "But I will definitely practice hard... to stop my hunger."

A second ago, Si Ye was still praising him in his heart: He is hardworking and worthy of being the son of the Ninth Prince.

I almost vomited blood the next second!!!

To him, Mumu’s thoughts are negative and his attitude is not right, which must be corrected!

"The purpose of cultivation is to become an immortal, to eat the wind and drink the dew, to ride on clouds and control flying dragons, to coexist with the heaven and earth, and to shine with the sun and the moon."

Mumu looked at Si Ye with sympathy in his eyes.

"Alas... You must be very sad that you haven't become an immortal yet? It's okay. Anyway, you have achieved one of your goals, such as drinking the wind."

The rhythm was getting more and more off, Si Ye hurried to explain.

"No, I am a deity."

"Hahahahahaha."

Mumu laughed, and the devilish voice made Si Ye confused, "What are you laughing at?"

"Laughing at you, immortal?"

"I am telling the truth. I never lie."

Mumu laughed so hard that she was out of breath and tears came out.

"Ok, I trust you."

Then he suppressed his laughter and sincerely invited Si Ye to drink the wind, "Sit down, practice together, and drink together."

Si Ye was annoyed, but he was not blind. He was absolutely sure that Mu Mu's attitude was that he didn't believe it.

I must tell Mumu about what happened in the Ninth Heaven to prove my identity.

"Listen to me first, don't drink yet."

As soon as he finished speaking, countless spiritual energy emerged from all directions and surrounded Mumu tightly.

Si Ye was shocked. This was the first time he had seen such abundant spiritual energy since he came to the mortal world on business.

This time, you can absorb more than you would normally absorb in a year.

I was so excited that I didn't care about anything else. I sat down next to Mumu without wasting even a second, absorbing his spiritual energy and practicing!!!

Shangguan Jiuyou returned to the study and Eleven appeared, kneeling in front of him and reporting what happened after the people from the Holy Church broke into the mansion.

"We followed our master out of the palace. As soon as we reached the bottom of the Spiritual Tower, we heard the bone whistle saying that the Holy Cult was besieging the palace and their target was the princess and the young master, so we returned the same way."

Shangguan Jiuyou threw what Ah Hai wrote to Shiyi, "Are they consistent?"

Eleven quickly read through it and said, "My Lord, it is completely consistent."

Shangguan Jiuyou waved his hand, "Back off."

Eleven did not get up and continued, "We are not good at learning skills and almost put the princess and the young master in danger. Please punish us, master."

Shangguan Jiuyou waved his hand again, "Back off."

He was always a man of few words, and Eleven knew that this meant no punishment, so he thanked him and disappeared into the dark.

Shangguan Jiuyou walked to the window and stood with his hands behind his back.

The Spiritual Tower is the highest point in the capital, and the bone whistle cannot be heard, so Ji Dongli took advantage of the opportunity.

Thinking about the disaster that almost happened, the face under the mask was so gloomy that water could drip out of it.

"Ji Dongli, this king and you cannot coexist."

Then he walked into the secret room. Gu Nianyu closed her eyes tightly and did not move.

Shangguan Jiuyou reached out to check his breathing and pulse as usual and found that they were both stable.

He took a long breath, took off the mask and threw it aside. He took Gu Nianyu's hand and rubbed it gently.

"Little lazy boy, you haven't slept enough after sleeping for so long?" His voice was full of pampering.

She took out the night-shining pearl and placed it on the bedside. Gu Nianyu's face was coated with a soft light, like a finely crafted painting, bright and charming.

Shangguan Jiuyou lay down, held her in his arms, and whispered in her ear.

"Be good, wake up quickly."

Holy Church, underground base in Sha'an Lane.

Ji Dongli waited and waited but the Right Protector did not return, so he sneaked into the Ninth Prince's Palace to find out what happened.

The traces of a fight were clearly visible, but neither Bai Fan nor the people he sent were seen.

Did the mission fail? No, it was impossible.

How could the people of the Holy Church, who practice magic, be defeated by a group of mortals?

I used teleportation to arrive at the wooden house and saw the person lying on the bed, but the face under the black robe had become hideous and terrifying.

Since the mission was not completed, he would just complete it himself. In any case, Shangguan Jiuyou must experience the death of his wife and children.

He reached out his hand towards Mumu’s neck.

Just as his neck was about to be pinched, a green light containing enormous power spurted out and knocked Ji Dongli away.

He managed to escape by using teleportation in desperation.

Wherever the green light went, everything disappeared.

Thirteen appeared quickly upon hearing the sound, "Young Master, are you okay?"

The volume was so loud that it successfully woke Mumu up.

"What can I do?" he muttered.

He rubbed his sleepy eyes and finally saw his surroundings clearly. The doors, windows, screens, and ornaments were nowhere to be found, and the ruins made him confused.

"Home, home, your house is empty? Are there bandits here? What do you do for a living?"

Thirteen felt wronged and said pitifully, "Young Master, it was the green light. The green light hit the furniture and everything flew out."

He suspected that the green light was caused by the young master, but he discovered it late and there was insufficient evidence.

Mumu ran to the yard, picked up a piece of wood and looked at it in his hand.

He was familiar with the "corpse" of the screen.

I raised my right hand and took a look. I understood what was going on, but I just didn't know why I was emitting green light?

Ji Dongli walked out from the darkness, "Young Master, you have some tricks."

Thirteen wanted to send a message for help, but was stopped by Mumu.

"Don't worry, I'm here. I'm very powerful now."

Thirteen witnessed the power of the green light and obeyed without hesitation.

Mumu walked out from behind Thirteen, flexed his wrist and said, "I thought I was sleepwalking and hitting someone, but it turned out I hit a black stink bug."

With a look of disgust on his face, his chubby little hands flapped the area near his nose several times in a row.

Ji Dongli was angry and waved his sleeves to build a barrier.

"I have set up a barrier. No one will hear you even if you scream at the top of your lungs, and no one will come to save you. I want to see how long you can keep your stubbornness going."

Mumu was not afraid at all, "Today I will let you know that there are always people who are better than you."

Thirteen looked forward to watching the grand scene of divine power getting rid of the old demon Ji.

Mumu held his head high and waved his right hand confidently, but the green light did not appear.

After waving several times and still no green light appeared, he became anxious and started crying loudly.

"Mother, father, your dear son is dying. He didn't even get to see his sister. I will never be able to rest in peace. Wow..."