From the Chaos to the Tomb Robbery

On the way back to Qilinju, the Jinbei car that Wang Meng was driving was surprisingly quiet. Wang Meng, who was in the driver's seat, was frightened by the silence before the storm and drove in fear all the way.

Mo Jiu sat in the back seat with his neck shrunk like a frightened ostrich, between the two Zhang Qilings, with his head lowered timidly like a child admitting his mistake.

But you have to ignore the pair of eyes rolling around on his delicate little face with his head down, as if he is thinking of something.

Mo Jiu was brought up by Zhang Qiling, and the two have been inseparable for nearly 100,000 years. Even if you don't look at Mo Jiu, you know that although he looks well-behaved and timid on the outside, he is probably thinking of some tricks in his heart to escape punishment.

During the entire journey, Zhang Qiling leaned back in his seat, closed his eyes and rested, without saying a word.

The young man sat quietly against the car door, his expressionless face showing his unhappiness.

Wang Meng didn't even dare to look at them in the rearview mirror. He stepped on the accelerator silently to increase the speed and send the three ancestors behind him back.

Wang Meng wanted to cry silently in his heart: Boss, boss, I don’t want your salary anymore! Come back soon, I don’t want to stay with these three great gods! He wants to quit...

After returning to Qilinju, Wang Meng made an excuse that he had something to do, and he ran away with his foot on the accelerator.

Hei Xia Zi didn't even come back with me. He said he had taken a job and just left the bar...

Xia Xia originally wanted to help Xiao Jiujiu, but he couldn't beat this mute! Now there is another mysterious little mute, 嘤嘤嘤...Xiao Jiujiu, you're on your own!

Entering the living room of Qilinju, the young man was sitting on the sofa, with his arms folded across his chest, looking up at the sky in a daze.

Zhang Qiling sat on the sofa on the other side, his cold, indifferent and clean eyes staring at Mo Jiu who was standing in front of him, looking down at his toes.

The scene was so quiet that even the sound of breathing could not be heard.

Finally, Mo Jiu couldn't stand this kind of atmosphere anymore, so she moved her little feet towards Zhang Qiling's position, raised her head slightly and stole a glance at Zhang Qiling's expression.

Just then, he bumped into Zhang Qiling's clear eyes. Mo Jiu showed his eight small white teeth, smiled ingratiatingly, moved to Zhang Qiling's side and squatted down.

Holding Zhang Qiling's thighs with both hands, "Brother Xiaoguan, Xiaojiu is wrong!"

The young man who was looking up at the sky in a daze, his ears moved slightly.

Zhang Qiling lowered her head and looked into Mo Jiu's round, lively eyes. She pursed her lips slightly and said nothing.

"I was really wrong! Don't be angry!" Mo Jiu took advantage of the situation and put his arms around Zhang Qiling's waist, rubbing against him like a kitten.

Zhang Qiling looked at the furry head in his arms, moved his fingers slightly, and wanted to stroke it.

But he endured it in the end. His beautiful face remained cold and expressionless, making it impossible to tell what he felt at the moment.

The younger brother seems a little absent-minded, while the other one is pretending to be soft-hearted!

"Brother Xiaoguan, Brother Xiaoguan..." When Mo Jiu's coquettish voice came into his ears, Zhang Qiling's body tensed slightly, and his eyes became a little obscure.

The young man had an expressionless face:...

Seeing that Zhang Qiling was still unmoved after a long time of persuasion, Mo Jiu felt a little scared when he thought about how he was caught for the first time in the bar and was later punished to copy the rules tens of thousands of times.

He thought about it and decided to use his trump card.

I just don't believe it, relying on my own cuteness, bah! I am invincible, fierce and majestic...his brother, the little official, is willing to punish me.

Then, Zhang Qiling suddenly felt his waist loosen, and he felt a little lost in his heart. Then, a heavy force fell on his knees and thighs. He almost lost his balance and fell forward.

"Ow ooh..."

Zhang Qiling lowered his head and looked into the face of a little animal that was roaring at him cutely, and his whole soul trembled.

The young man suddenly turned his head to look in the direction of the tender and crisp animal sound, and he was completely stunned!

He stood up suddenly, walked quickly to Zhang Qiling opposite, and stretched out his hand to lift up the chubby black beast on Zhang Qiling's knees and thighs. It was wearing a golden Qilin armor, with mysterious golden Taoist patterns wrapped around its horns, and a mysterious double Taoist pattern on its forehead. It had golden chaos bracelets on its four hooves, and forehead beads hanging from its forehead. The beast had soft and beautiful sideburns on its face.

When the young man's hand fell, Zhang Qiling quickly picked up the little Qilin, which was slightly bigger than a cat and looked extremely gorgeous and precious, and disappeared into the living room.

Only the young man was left standing there in a daze, wondering if this world was still the one he was in?