[Slow Travel] How to show affection correctly

The Almighty didn't take this matter to heart.

But the next day, he discovered that Mo, who was supposed to wake up with the first ray of sunshine every day, and chat and play with the gods in the God's Domain, suddenly disappeared.

The Almighty had never felt that way before, as if his chest was being pressed by something. As time went by, the thing did not decrease but increased. It spread in the body and squeezed in every cell, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

Dionysus was the first to discover the anomaly.He was going to find Mo to win back the bet he lost before, and it was all his treasures!But when they came near the palace of the god master, they discovered that there was a faint black mist overflowing from the palace.

——This is far more serious than when the God Lord was influenced by the dark power.

When the lioness-like goddess and other gods rushed over after hearing the news, the black mist became clearer and clearer, and the Vulcan standing at the front felt the pressure, and his subconscious defense made him instantly wrapped in flames It rose up like a huge fireball.

Just as the water god was about to speak to persuade him to calm down, he was interrupted.

"Why are you all here?"

A voice suddenly appeared at the end of the crowd, and Dionysus hurried over: "Where have you been, something serious happened."

The Dionysian panickedly pointed at the palace: "Master, oh—"

Wood God covered the mouth of Dionysus, with a smile that had never changed on his face, but at this moment, Mo felt that it was strange no matter how he looked at it.

Mo turned his head to look at the palace, but he didn't see anything, but the nervousness of the gods was not fake.

Since his appearance, none of the gods standing in front of the palace has said a word, and the only Dionysus who wanted to say something to him was stopped.This feeling of being isolated and repelled made Mo frown.

The Goddess of Wisdom, who had always been hostile to him, even arched her back at this time, as if she would rush over and bite his neck off if he dared to move.

This inexplicable sense of hatred and strong killing intent made Mo a little annoyed.He raised the corner of his mouth: "what? Do you want to kill me?"

Feeling the killing intent from more gods, Mo sneered, he raised his hand, and a long black knife appeared in his hand.

What Bai Mo couldn't see was that after he raised his hand, the black mist in the palace rushed towards him crazily as if attracted by something.In the eyes of the gods, he is now surrounded by black mist, and a phantom appeared from the blade. As the black mist increased, the phantom gradually became larger and floated behind him, with a pair of empty eyes staring at him. The frozen gods.

The Goddess of Wisdom couldn't help trembling, those powers, that bead...what kind of monster did they create!

Suddenly a soft voice came from the palace. "ink?"

Mo was stunned for a moment, he glanced at the goddess of wisdom, then put away the knife and walked towards the palace.And those black mist and phantoms disappeared as if they were absorbed into his body.

There was a long staircase in the palace, and Mo walked up it step by step. After seeing the snow-white divine master, he finally couldn't help it, and almost threw himself towards him.

The Almighty took him firmly in his arms, and gently patted his head.

"what happened?"

Mo shook his head while maintaining the posture of being buried in the arms of the God Lord: "It's okay, I just miss you."

The Divine Master was taken aback for a moment, and he put his hands on his chest in a daze.There was some kind of strange beating and temperature here just now. Although he didn't know what it was, he didn't hate it.

When the Divine Master was in a daze, Bai Mo stretched out his hand and swiped in the air, and took out an object still stained with cold breath from the crack.

It was a snow-white and crystal-clear plant, with branches extending upwards like beautiful antlers. There was a faint fluorescent blue light around it, and tiny ice flakes and snowflakes kept floating out of the light.

"It's called Luotu, and it's something enshrined to the God of Nature in that world. You said I look like Mo Lian, so you call me Mo." Bai Mo raised his head and looked into the blue eyes of the divine master, "Then I'll get you one too." How about the name, 'Lo'?"

The Almighty smiled softly, and took the snow-white plant: "Okay."

He noticed something, and pulled Mo's hand forcefully. When he saw the blue-purple stripes spreading from his wrist to his arm, he asked in an unusually calm voice, "What's going on?"

The Almighty has always been gentle, and his expressionless expression made the always fearless God feel a little terrified.

Mo didn't know why he didn't dare to look him in the eyes, so he could only lower his head guiltily: "I accidentally touched poisonous water."

The Almighty knew that things would not be as simple as he said, and it would definitely not be some "poisonous water" that could leave scars on a god's body and even continue to spread.

He looked at Mo's pitiful appearance almost shrinking into a ball, and finally he couldn't bear to blame him.

Pure divine power flowed from Mo's fingertips to his arms. The severe pain made Mo tremble, but he resisted not making a sound.

By the time the divine power had eliminated the last bit of toxin, Mo had no strength at all.

He lay on the Divine Lord's body exhausted, sleepiness suddenly hit him, he blinked hard, but he still couldn't resist and fell asleep just like that.The Lord God hooked his fingers, and a thin and soft blanket flew over, gently covering the sleeping God.

From the beginning to the end, neither of them realized how unreasonable this posture was between the god and the alchemist.

God's Domain seems to have returned to its usual state.

——If you ignore the other gods' defense and avoidance of him.

Even Mo felt a little lost after being greeted awkwardly by the god of rivers and streams again with an excuse of being busy and walking away.

He sighed, and suddenly saw a familiar figure on the vine.He hid his breath and walked over, and then grabbed the two thin wings.

"Ah, let me go! Who is it, who is it, let me go! Otherwise, I will beat you so badly that I can't even recognize myself!"

Mo narrowed his eyes and approached: "Oh—?"

The shrunken version of Dionysus was obviously taken aback by the enlarged face. Before he could decide whether to stay away from Mo as the gods said that day, or get along with Mo as before, he heard Mo say: " Tell me why everyone is avoiding me, and I'll let you down."

Dionysus wrinkled his nose: "I know, I know, let go first."

Dionysus sat cross-legged on a leaf: "You still remember what happened that day, you swung your knife at them outside the palace of the Lord God."

Mo nodded to show that he remembered, but it would be too strange if it was really because of this.

Not all gods are like gods.Just looking at the God of Vulcan and the God of Forging, you can see that occasionally there are disputes between the tempered gods, or because of other things, the sky is dark and the sky is dark. This is very normal in the domain of gods.

Besides, he had only drawn his weapon that day, and hadn't even fought the gods yet.

The more Mo thought about it, the more wronged he felt.