From the Chaos to the Tomb Robbery

When Mo Jiu was beating Yan Luo Wang Zheng Huan, he suddenly heard some noise coming from the room behind.

She immediately withdrew her little feet wearing exquisite black boots with unicorn patterns, pretended nothing had happened, and glared at King Yama with her big round eyes warningly.

Then he turned around and faced Zhang Qiling who was walking out, with a smile showing eight small white teeth on his face.

"Little brother, why did you come out?"

Mo Jiu put his hands behind his back and clenched them into fists to show to the three ghosts behind him, warning them not to talk nonsense, otherwise he would be beaten with fists.

I was a little naughty in front of the little brother, but I am a well-behaved and sensible little unicorn, and I can't let the little brother see me being violent and swearing.

It would be bad if I scared the little brother.

King Yama was lying on the ground, looking at the small fist behind Mo Jiu. He swallowed all his grievances and dissatisfaction back into his stomach and dared not say a word.

Now he was kicked all over with wounds and swollen all over. If he was beaten again, he wouldn't have to see ghosts for hundreds of years.

Moreover, I have heard from the Black and White Impermanence that Zhang Clan Leader is very protective of his people. If I report a complaint to him, he will just say a few words to the young prince, or even glare at him.

But what he got in return was a beating from the little prince. This beating looked simple, but with the addition of spiritual power, it was not simple! In the current Dharma Ending Age, he would not be able to recover from this injury for hundreds of years.

The Kirin mythical beast is protective and aggressive. The legend is true. If they disagree, they will start fighting. It's a one-on-one fight.

"Mom wants to see you."

Zhang Qiling simply ignored the miserable state of King Yama, glanced at the three ghosts, and his gaze stopped on Mo Jiu.

Mo Jiu, who had just done something bad, felt guilty and took his hands back from behind, playing with his fingers awkwardly.

"Aunt……"

Zhang Qiling suddenly covered his little mouth, looked up at the sky, and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw no movement.

"What's wrong?" Mo Jiu, with his mouth covered, asked in confusion.

"Lei!" Zhang Qiling reminded. Zhang Qiling was also a little troubled by the fact that Mo Jiu couldn't call people casually. If he didn't reveal his identity, it was okay to call young people by their names directly, but it was not good for Mo Jiu to call old people by their names directly. If he called them elders, he would be the next Zhang Qishan.

You know, ever since Zhang Qishan was struck by lightning, he had bad luck for several years and would choke even when drinking water.

Not everyone can bear the blessing of being called brother by little Qilin. Fortunately, in Yin Xingyue's place, although Mo Jiu called her "little sister", she never called her that out loud, otherwise, the couple would have really shared weal and woe.

When Mo Jiu heard Zhang Qiling's reminder, he also looked up at the sky, pulled Zhang Qiling's hand down with his little hand, and pouted.

"It's okay! My brother's mother, Tiandao's father, wouldn't be so stingy, right?"

Tomb Robber Tiandao: Is this my petty thing? That spirit body must be able to bear your luck, recognize the elders, cause and effect luck are connected, if it is too weak to suppress, it will be destroyed.

"Little brother, wait a minute, I will prepare a gift for our mother." As soon as Mo Jiu said the word "our mother", Zhang Qiling felt that there was a cause and effect that had fallen upon him.

King Yama and the three ghosts also felt it. They looked in shock at the room shrouded in golden light. Somehow, they felt a sense of intimidation.

"Mom." Zhang Qiling rushed back to the room anxiously.

Mo Jiu tilted his head and looked at the golden light, somewhat puzzled as to what was going on? It seemed as if he had gained a new relative.

Tomb-robber Tiandao looked at his silly little Qilin and felt a headache. He took the initiative to acknowledge a mother. If someone from the Qilin clan came looking for him later, he might want to kill Bai Ma.

However, my little Qilin's godmother is just an ordinary spirit, how can I do that? Don't let your soul fly away, or my little darling will cry.

Tomb Robber Tiandao took a look at the ball of origin in his own space. This was originally a birthday gift for the little Qilin. It should be okay to give it to his godmother now!

Thinking of this, the Tomb Robber Heavenly Dao sent the origin into Bai Ma's spirit body, and issued a heavenly order, naming Bai Ma as the Eastern Ghost Emperor.

Well, now, I should be able to bear it.

The three ghosts were completely dumbfounded. They came to deal with the problem of the fake King of Hell and arrest the ghost of Bai Ma who lingered in the human world and bring him back to the underworld. How come it turned out that there was a new Ghost King in the underworld and they had a new boss?

Mo Jiu happily sent a message to the tomb-robbing Tiandao, praising him for a good job! He also acted cute and coquettish with him for a while, making the tomb-robbing Tiandao float up.

Mojiu: Daddy is awesome! Little Jiujiu loves daddy, thank you daddy, muah... (Little Kirin rolls around)

Ah~~ My little Qilin is acting cute with me~ So cute and well-behaved~ I said my little Qilin is the best, someone must have led him astray before...

After Mo Jiu coaxed Tian Dao, he looked at the three ghosts of King Yama with a smug look and said sarcastically: "A trace of King Yama's blood doesn't count as a relative."

"Of course my mother is not your relative. She is the Ghost Emperor, the most powerful one in your underworld."

Mo Jiu put his hands on his waist and said this proudly. He took out a magic weapon left by his mother - the Dragon Roar Whip, gave it to Bai Ma as a gift, and then ran into the room.

Only three ghost faces were left, turning white and black, and they looked at each other with bitter smiles.

The master was really blatantly favoring the little prince this day. Whatever the heaven is fair, it was nothing in front of the little prince.