From the Chaos to the Tomb Robbery

The young man also noticed that something was wrong with the star. He stretched out his legs inconspicuously, and Wuxie, who was moving forward without paying attention to what was below, was tripped and fell forward.

"boom……"

"Ouch~ my knees..."

Wuxie wished Mo Jiu a happy birthday directly. The sound of his knees hitting the ground made everyone around him feel a pain in their teeth.

Successfully drawing everyone's attention away from the stars, the young man quietly withdrew his foot without being noticed.

Only Zhang Qiling glanced at him obscurely, hmm! It's something I can do!

Mo Jiu stared blankly at Wuxie who was kneeling in front of him and howling in pain. Was he kneeling down to worship the little Qilin?

It seems like when people wish you a happy new year, you have to give them red envelopes?

But in previous years, when Xiao Zhang and his friends wished him a happy new year, the red envelopes were prepared by the elders. When wishing a happy birthday, one receives the gifts, so this time Wu Xie was wishing himself a happy birthday?

After all, little Qilin just said that it was his birthday!

So there are gifts? Receive gifts! Little Jiujiu likes it the most!

Thinking of this, Mo Jiu couldn't help but twist his buttocks and sit up straight, with a rare serious look on his face. Brother Xiaoguan said that when performing etiquette, one should sit well and look serious to set an example for the younger generation.

"Ahem..." Mo Jiu coughed twice and looked at Wu Xie who was kneeling, "My birthday is not here yet, you don't need to pay me birthday greetings so early."

Yes! That's right, you have to show your respect first, to show that you are not the one who wants others to wish you a happy birthday, but the one who is rushing to wish you a happy birthday.

Just as they were about to reach out to help Wuxie up, Fatty Pan Zi and others were stunned. They bent over to help him up, staring at Mo Jiu, who had a serious look on his face, as if they wanted to say something but couldn't.

Hei Xia Zi was amused by Mo Jiu's words. This little Jiu was so funny and entertaining.

Zhang Qiling: …

Brother:……

"If you are interested, you can prepare birthday gifts first. After Xiao Zhang and others pay their respects to me, you can just give me a gift." Mo Jiu continued.

Gift, gift, do you understand Xiao Jiujiu’s hint?

Wuxie looked up in disbelief as he stared at Mo Jiu as he spoke. Could this guy with such a strange train of thought really be the young master's son?

He was obviously tripped, how come it became a birthday wish for him? And even prepare gifts.

But when Mo Jiu saw him like this, he thought Wuxie was waiting for him to get lucky just like Xiao Zhang and the others. After thinking about it, he stuffed the star in his hand back into his collar, patted it and put it away.

Then Mo Jiu reached out and touched Wu Xie's head, "Although you have a lot of evil energy, the little Qilin still blesses you!"

Come on, bring out the gifts!

At this moment, Fatty and Xie Yuchen couldn't help but laugh at Mo Jiu's actions.

Wuxie had a bewildered expression on his face, feeling the touch on his head.

Zhang Qiling watched as Mo Jiu's blessing voice fell, and a ray of starlight of God's blessing, invisible to mortal eyes, fell on Wuxie's forehead.

This blessing only suppressed Wuxie's evil spirit, and it didn't have much effect. After all, this world was just a mirror world, there was no opportunity for cultivation, and no gods existed.

The young man felt that Wuxie was different, but he couldn't tell. He just looked at Mo Jiu's serious expression. After thinking for a while, he stared at Zhang Qiling again.

Wuxie didn’t know if it was a psychological effect, he just felt that this touch made his mind instantly clear, and his body felt so comfortable that he wanted to moan.

Immortals caress my head, knotting my hair and receiving immortality.

Wu Xie suddenly remembered these two lines of poetry in his mind, but he quickly reacted and felt that he was possessed. How could it be possible for a simple pat on the head?

Hei Xiazi grinned, came up to Mo Jiu, and pointed at the top of his head, "Xiao Jiujiu! Don't be too partial! I, Xia Xia, want to touch it too."

Hehe! The blind man is very smart! Judging from the look of the young mute Zhang, this blessing from Mo Jiu is likely to work. If there is any benefit, how can the blind man be left out!

Mo Jiu took back his hand from Wu Xie's head and glared at the shameless Hei Xia Zi. Xiao Jiu blessed Wu Xie, and he knelt down to worship Xiao Qilin to give him a birthday gift. Xia Xia, you don't kneel down, and you are stingy, so Xiao Qilin won't bless you!

Go away! Xiao Jiujiu wants to receive a gift!

"Xiao Jiujiu, Xia Xia has suffered so much! All these years, I have been running around for the mute Zhang, and now I have brought him back to take care of him after he lost his memory..."

As soon as Hei Xia Zi saw Mo Jiu's expression, he immediately knew what he was thinking. Hei Xia Zi pulled out a white handkerchief from somewhere, wiped the non-existent tears from the corners of his eyes, and began to cry.

Wuxie and the others nearby were stunned. They knew that Heixiazi was thick-skinned, but he was too reckless just for a pat on the head!

Mo Jiu moved down from the folding chair, squatted in front of Hei Xia Zi, bent down and got close to his face, staring at Hei Xia Zi's face with his big eyes.

"Xia Xia, do you need peppers? Or onions?"

"Pfft! Hahaha!" As soon as Mo Jiu said this, Xie Yuchen and the fat man held their stomachs and laughed.

The fat man patted Hei Xiazi on the back with his big hand, "Hei Ye, you have met your match."

Hei Xiazi put down the white handkerchief from the corner of his eyes and looked at the fair and tender face so close to him with a resentful look.

This guy is not easy to fool at all.

The young man didn't look at Hei Xia Zi, but just stared at the Dao pattern on Zhang Qi Ling's forehead. His expressionless face showed that he wanted to know if this was a real blessing.

Also, is it a little Qilin or a little Qiling?

Zhang Qiling pursed his lips slightly. Was he staying with the curious Wuxie for too long? There were so many questions on his face.

After thinking about it, Zhang Qiling stretched out his finger and touched the young man's brow. Different from Mo Jiu's ordinary blessing from the spirit, his was more like a blessing from the gods. A point of golden light directly merged into the young man's brow in a way visible to the naked eye.

The golden light entered his brows, and the young man was stunned in disbelief! He just wanted to know what he felt just now, not that he wanted a blessing.

But obviously, Zhang Qiling was too lazy to talk and told the young man the answer directly with his actions.

Hei Xia Zi didn't know whether others noticed it or not, but he noticed the small movements of the two dumb Zhangs, who were like invisible men, and he instantly envied them!

I also want to be blessed!