From the Chaos to the Tomb Robbery

The young man's face under the brim of his hat was slightly turned towards Zhang Qiling, staring at him with a questioning look. His signature expressionless face said: Did you really raise this child?

Zhang Qiling's spiritual sense was so powerful that he could sense the facial language written on the young man's face without even looking at him.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly. Although he didn't want to admit that the lively and cheerful little unicorn in front of him was raised by him, it was indeed brought up by him.

"Hey! Three days and three nights... Three days and three nights... Awooo awooo..."

Hei Xia Zi looked at Mo Jiu who was getting more and more excited, and didn't even notice the appearance of Zhang Qiling and the little brother. He was so scared that the sunglasses on his nose fell off, and he hurriedly put the sunglasses back on his face.

Looking at the two almost identical people walking over, Hei Xia Zi stood up with a joking look.

"Dear Mr. Zhang, you are here! Would you like a drink?"

The waiter next to them was stunned at the two people who looked like gods, and he didn't know what to do. Of course, he might also be overwhelmed by their aura.

The young man stared at Heixiazi's despicable appearance with his dark eyes. Heixiazi saw the aura of assassination in his cold eyes.

Hei Xia Zi was so scared that he trembled. It was impossible for him to really kill, but this dumb man was ruthless and it hurt!

Hei Xia Zi looked at the young man aggrievedly, "You all know the ability of this little ancestor. I wanted to stop him from entering here, but I couldn't!嘤嘤嘤..."

"I've been knocking on the door of this closed bar to help this little ancestor, but my wallet is empty! Dumb, you have to compensate me, this is your little ancestor."

The young man turned his head away silently and said, "He has no money, so don't ask me."

Hei Xia Zi looked at Zhang Qiling who had been staring at the stage. He knew whether the mute had money or not.

But does he dare to ask? No!

Zhang Qiling ignored them and sat silently on the sofa, with his arms folded across his chest, staring quietly at the little Qilin jumping onto his head on the stage.

A hint of darkness flashed across those cold and clear eyes, and no one knew what he was thinking at this moment.

……

Chaos Space

In the Tiandao space, Honghuang Tiandao sat calmly and composedly in the auspicious cloud throne, with his body slightly tilted, leaning on the back of the chair, one hand supporting his chin, and the fingertips of the other hand gently sliding across the water mirror image in front of him.

Under his throne, in the soft auspicious clouds, two small heavenly eyes that had the power of Heaven sealed in them were fighting with each other and rolling around in the clouds, completely lacking the prestigious and solemn image of being the Heavenly Dao.

Suddenly, a familiar howling voice was heard along with exciting music, and the action of pressing down on the mysterious little eye and biting it angrily stopped.

Daodao Xiaotian blinked his eyes, emitting a ray of light, and loosened his big mouth that had been transformed to bite the Mysterious Little Sky Eye. He used his four strange hands and feet that were as thin as threads to kick the Mysterious Little Sky Eye under him away.

"Bah bah bah..."

Daodao spat a few times in disgust. The food didn't transform into the mysterious origin of food and it didn't taste good at all.

But when he heard the voice of his little cub, Daodao jumped to the feet of Honghuang Tiandao and wanted to climb up to his knees along his feet.

But Honghuang Tiandao glanced at him with a cold look, and just as Daodao climbed up, he was blown down by an invisible wind.

But Daodao was not angry, this is the boss, this is the big golden leg. Daodao saw that the child still needed this father, so it was not impossible to be patient.

Guimi also jumped to the feet of Honghuang. Without the power of heaven, they could only walk and move in a primitive way, using the jumping of their little heavenly eyes or the two thin feet that appeared out of illusion.

Guimi also wanted to see how adorable the cub was, whom this tomb-robbing bastard was obsessed with, pampered and praised, and who coveted his origin to feed him every other day.

Anyway, he didn't like the son of a tomb robber. He was just like his father, a robber, who destroyed his world without even meeting him.

"Guigui, come and help me."

Guimi was sitting beside the cloud throne, thinking about how to see the water mirror in Honghuang Tiandao's hand. When Daodao called him like that, he couldn't help but have a bad warning. Every time this guy called him like that, something bad was bound to happen.

Thinking of this, Guimi took small steps back, trying to stay away from Daodao.

Unexpectedly, Daodao ran away with his conjured thin legs at a speed so fast that he disappeared without a trace, went around the back of Guimi's little eye, and pushed him hard towards the cloud seat.

"Come on! Ru!"

Then Daodao climbed up to the top of Guimi's head, tiptoed on his tiny feet, and looked into the water mirror in Honghuang's hand.

Guimi was stepped on by him and was so angry that he wanted to shake Dao down.

But Daodao had been his rival for many kalpas, and he knew his next move without even having to look at the secrets.

"If you take me down, I will shit on your eye of heaven."

Honghuang's hand that was moving the water mirror paused slightly.

Guimi was so angry at his shameless words that the thunder of heaven's punishment flashed faintly in Xiaotian's eyes. If Honghuang had not sealed their heavenly power long ago, it would probably be another great war between heaven and earth.

"Stand up high. I can't see my precious baby."

Daodao seemed unaware that what he had just said had made Guimi rush up to Hun Dun in anger, as if he was ready to fight with him at any time. He even went a step further and asked Guimi to stand on tiptoe so that he could look at the water mirror more easily.

Hong Huang covered his forehead helplessly. Every time this tomb-robbing little Tiandao was beaten, there was a reason. If it weren't for the Great Dao's bias towards him, he would have been swallowed up by the Heavenly Dao of the Chaos World.