From the Chaos to the Tomb Robbery

The space in the tent was not big, and it seemed very cramped after the three guys entered.

Mo Jiu reached directly into Zhang Qiling's sleeve and rummaged around, and a tent-shaped space magic weapon appeared in his palm.

Xiaojiu knew that Brother Xiaoguan’s space and magic did not prohibit it.

Mo Jiu threw it upwards with a smile, and in a blink of an eye, the three of them moved to a very large place.

The young man was stunned for a moment, and looked around with a hint of vigilance. He was a little puzzled. He was clearly in the tent, so why did he move to another place in the blink of an eye?

"It's not fair. Why is Xiaojiu's space locked and he can't use magic, but Xiaoguan brother's is not affected." Mo Jiu complained a little unhappily, but his hands did not stop reaching into Zhang Qiling's sleeves. Soon, he ran to the young man with two big peaches in his arms.

"Here you go, bro. It's delicious."

The young man looked a little dazed the whole time, staring at the peach in front of him that was almost as big as a basin. He felt like he was in a dream.

"Crunch..." Mo Jiu took a bite of his own, and seeing that the young man didn't take it, he directly stuffed it into his hand.

Zhang Qiling watched silently without saying anything. He just thought that if a mortal ate the peaches, he could ascend to heaven in broad daylight. He didn't know if this mirror world could do that. Probably not. The only thing he could do was to increase his lifespan.

The young man felt the heavy peach in his hand and glanced around at the simple yet comfortable environment. With his knowledge, he naturally saw that the furniture here was made of precious and extraordinary wood.

"Are you a cultivator? A member of the Zhang family."

Zhang Qiling looked at the boy, "You've already guessed it, why don't you say it out loud?"

The young man pursed his lips lightly, "Why are you here?"

"Xiao Jiu accidentally entered the crack when this thing traveled through time and space, and fell during this period of time. I came to find Xiao Jiu." Zhang Qiling looked at Mo Jiu who was eating peaches, with tenderness in his eyes.

The one who was clicked, 8888, was trembling. It seemed like it knew some big secret. Will it be silenced?

"Time? Are you my future self?" The young man looked at Zhang Qiling's face, which was younger than his own, and was a little surprised. Could it be possible to reverse one's age when cultivating Taoism? How did he get this opportunity?

Mo Jiu looked at the young man's face, then at Zhang Qiling. His big round eyes were full of curiosity. He also wanted to know what was going on in this world.

Zhang Qiling shook his head. "The world you are in is a mirror world reflected by the main world, derived from it."

"Mirror world?" The young man seemed to understand a little, but was more confused. Zhang Qiling understood his question from his expressionless face.

Zhang Qiling was a little curious. He usually had a blank expression on his face, but could one read his thoughts from his face?

"The experiences in the mirror world are the same as those in the main world. Unless there is interference from an alien, your current experiences are my original destiny."

The original destiny, that is to say, the young man Zhang Qiling in front of him should have been the same as the young man, but it was changed.

The young man turned his head to look at Mo Jiu who was eating peaches beside him, his eyes occasionally looking at Zhang Qiling and then at the young man. There was no Mo Jiu in his life, but there was in the young Zhang Qiling's life. Was Mo Jiu the existence that changed his original destiny?

Zhang Qiling knew what he was thinking, and naturally he also knew that the young man could immediately guess where the anomaly was, but Mo Jiu was his bottom line. Even if the person opposite him was also considered himself, he would not allow Mo Jiu to get too close to the young man.

"So, I have two little brothers?" Mo Jiu blinked his big eyes and said excitedly.

Mo Jiu jumped up from the chair he was sitting on, took out a bunch of snacks that he usually ate from Zhang Qiling's sleeve, and without paying attention to Zhang Qiling's gloomy gaze, he picked them up and stuffed them into the young man's arms.

The young man was holding a bunch of food he didn't recognize, staring at Zhang Qiling blankly:???

"Brother, brother, eat more. If you are not satisfied, Xiaojiu will provide more. You are too thin. Xiaojiu will support you in the future and will definitely make you plump and white." Mo Jiu looked at the brother with bright eyes and expectation.

Zhang Qiling rubbed his fingers under his sleeves and looked at the young man with a hint of displeasure in his eyes.

Xiaojiu can only support himself.

"Cough cough..."

"Brother Xiaoguan, what's wrong with you?" Hearing Zhang Qiling suddenly cough twice behind him, Mo Jiu immediately turned his head nervously to look at Zhang Qiling.

Zhang Qiling was seen holding his chest with a pale face. Mo Jiu thought of the scene where Zhang Qiling was hit by the mysterious Heavenly Dao, and he reached out to anxiously touch his body and check it.

"Brother Xiaoguan, did that mysterious copy injure you? Was the injury serious?"

Zhang Qiling reached out and held Mo Jiu's hand that was touching him, and whispered to comfort him: "It's okay, it's just a minor injury."

The young man stared at Zhang Qiling silently. He felt that the boy was pretending, but he couldn't expose it.

"Xiao Jiu wants to take a look." Mo Jiu went straight to the point and tried to pull open Zhang Qiling's shirt.

Zhang Qiling raised his head and exchanged a blank look with the young man. Only they themselves knew what went on between them.

A trace of loneliness flashed in the young man's eyes, but he still pursed his lips lightly, turned around, holding the things given by Mo Jiu, and walked out of the curtain of the space tent, leaving the space to the two reunited people.

Zhang Qiling saw him leave. Although he knew that he had suffered a lot and he could help him in other ways, he didn't want Xiaojiu to care too much about the little brother when it came to Xiaojiu's affairs. He admitted that he had selfish motives.

But to Zhang Qiling, Mo Jiu was a ray of light he encountered in his youth. It saved him from an extremely tragic fate and gave him love that he had never had before. He will hold on to it for the rest of his life.

"Young man, you have no external injuries, but are you injured internally? Do you still have spiritual energy? Heal your wounds quickly." Mo Jiu looked at Zhang Qiling's chest and abdominal muscles, which showed the beautiful texture of the domineering and majestic black fire-stepping Qilin, and his hands itched to touch them.

"Xiao Jiu." Zhang Qiling's Adam's apple moved slightly, and he looked down at him.

"what?"

Mo Jiu looked up in confusion, but his eyes went dark, and he felt a soft and warm touch on his lips...