Mo Jingchen's deep eyes were filled with contempt, his thin lips parted slightly, and he sneered coldly,

"Gods are the most stupid. I won't waste my time doing that kind of thing."

Xiao Ye fluttered his long eyelashes, with stars twinkling in his peach blossom eyes, and joked,

"What do you mean? Do you still know gods?"

Mo Jingchen said quietly,

"Have you heard of the story of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl?"

Xiao Ye smiled brightly,

"Of course I've heard of it. When we were young, my mother-in-law told us about it~"

Mo Jingchen couldn't help but think of the misfortune he encountered in Netherworld Valley, and felt the same, with hatred in his eyes.

“天女沐浴，被凡人偷了衣衫，竟然不揍他，反而要嫁给他，生儿育女，你不觉得很不可理喻吗？”

Xiao Ye's mouth twitched:

Ah ... this ...

Is this still the story of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl that Mother and Concubine told us?

Isn’t what the mother-in-law tells a touching love story?

Xiao Ye admitted in his heart that what Mo Jingchen said made sense. If he were the Weaver Girl, he might have slaughtered the entire Cowherd village.

However, Xiao Ye was in awe of the gods and was still trying to win respect from the unreasonable little fairy.

"Perhaps, the Cowherd is very good-looking and is very attracted to the Weaver Girl, so his identity is not so important, right?"

Mo Jingchen said righteously,

“It’s not a question of identity, it’s a question of character for a man who peeks at a woman bathing and steals her clothes.

Even if the Cowherd is born with a good skin, the Weaver Girl only cares about appearance but not character, and her vision is not very good. Such a fairy cannot be trusted. "

Xiao Ye smiled and said,

"Tell me, is there a possibility that the Weaver Girl is just a low-level weaver fairy with a limited pattern and limited vision?

There are still very powerful gods in the sky. How about we ask the powerful gods to help Yazhou survive this natural disaster? "

Mo Jingchen sighed, raised his heavy head, leaned back, and then turned to look at Xiao Ye.

"Then please, Prince, go and pray to the gods yourself. Now, stay away from me, I'm very busy~"

I complained in my heart,

[I am really exhausted, my neck hurts, my shoulders hurt, my waist hurts, everything hurts ... ]

Xiao Ye heard his thoughts and immediately put on a flattering smile on his face.

"Hey, everything is fine. Can I loosen your bones?"

"Don't dare bother the prince~"

"No trouble, no trouble, anyway, I have nothing to do~"

Xiao Ye stood up, walked behind Mo Jingchen, and squeezed his shoulders with his strong hands.

In an instant, Mo Jingchen felt that the bones in his shoulders were about to be broken by his big bear paws, and he shouted in pain regardless of his appearance:

"Ah! Be gentle!"

At this moment, Yun Lanyue, who was about to step in outside the door, raised one leg and froze in the air.

In her mind, she couldn't help but recall the beautiful scene she accidentally bumped into when King Zhenbei first arrived in Yazhou, and her heart suddenly trembled ...

At the same time, Xiao Ye's voice came out again, with doting and pampering in his tone,

"Okay, okay, let me be gentle~ Is this intensity okay?"

"Um"

"Comfortable?"

"Um"

When Yun Lanyue heard this, she was stunned and quickly pulled back her legs that were frozen in the air.

My back was pressed against the wall stiffly, not daring to move or even take a breath.

The number one bounty hunter, who had always been calm in the face of danger, was now panicking, as if they were avoiding great danger, with their hearts beating wildly:

Oh my God!

Our sect master is such a tough person, but he was actually suppressed ...

How is this possible ...

Although Yun Lanyue was particularly puzzled and wanted to find out, she also knew that this place was extremely dangerous.

Once discovered by King Zhenbei, even the Great Luo Immortal could not save him.

Yun Lanyue was forced by the King of Zhenbei's lust, suppressed her curiosity, quickly used Qinggong, and left quietly.

At this moment, she needed to find a place to get some air and calm down.

Although she could accept the two of them being together, she couldn't accept this upper and lower issue anyway.

How could the sect master with such a strong and competitive heart and control over his plans and decisive victory thousands of miles away be inferior to others?

Yun Lanyue came to the backyard, chopping wood and carrying water.

During the day, she took leave to take care of Lengfeng and did not come to work. She knew in her heart that King Zhenbei would definitely take the opportunity to run against her.

The clan leader has always been unconditionally partial to the King of Zhenbei. Maybe because of a few slanderous words from him, he would be sent back to Jiangnan.

By then, won’t all those brothers and sisters at home laugh themselves to death?

Maybe someone who is well-informed will know that I was sent back by the clan leader because I missed my duty to take care of a man. Then my image as an independent strong woman will collapse ...

The more Yun Lanyue thought about it, the stronger he felt. He swung the axe in a full swing and was determined to finish all the work he had done during the day.

Yun Lanyue chopped all the firewood and filled all the water tanks with water before leaving the Shangzhou Governor's Mansion and going to visit Leng Feng.

At night, he was given the expensive medicine again. The fever seemed not as severe as during the day, and he had more strength to breathe.

Yun Lanyue lay on the rough tiles of the roof, staring at the moon with empty eyes. No matter how tired she was, she didn't fall asleep as she did in the past. She felt extremely melancholy:

When will he wake up ...

If Leng Feng dies in Yazhou, the hatred between Jianxue Tower and Ghost Shadow Sect will become even deeper in the future.

well ...

Originally, because of the loss of my aunt's life, the estrangement between the two factions was irresolvable. If the cold wind is added to it, in the future, when the two factions meet, they will have to draw their swords and fight, right?

The more Yun Lanyue thought about it, the more annoyed she became, so she simply closed her eyes.

However, a strange picture of a man on top of a man appeared in her mind for no apparent reason. She quickly shook her head and drove the absurd picture out of her mind:

It is impossible for a person who is so stubborn to be suppressed by the sect leader, absolutely impossible! Isn’t this rebellion against Tiangang?

With the noble temperament of the sect master, the cunning and scheming of the city, and the character that refuses to admit defeat, even if the sky collapses and the earth splits and the water flows back, and the winter thunder shakes the rain and snow in the summer, he must still stand high!

In the morning, Xiao Ye came to the backyard again and prepared to work.

But they found that the water tanks were full and the firewood had been chopped and stacked neatly.

Xiao Ye looked puzzled.

Yo?

I prayed last night that a snail girl would come to help me chop wood and carry water. Will my dream come true today?

It seems that to deal with this plague, we really have to ask the gods in the sky.

He doesn’t believe it, but I do. He doesn’t ask for it, but I do!

seaside.

Yazhou officials headed by King Zhenbei led the people to hold a ceremony to pray to gods and drive away the epidemic.

The abandoned ships were pasted with white paper and the bodies of those who died from the disease were put on them, and the ships were allowed to go away with the waves, which meant sending the god of plague out to sea.

Then, King Zhenbei walked on the Seven Star Steps and offered incense to the gods.

Then he knelt down and prayed, asking the gods to protect him and get rid of the plague.

Mo Jingchen kept saying that he didn't believe in gods in the house.

At this moment, he was calmly and calmly holding a face that could save all sentient beings, and he knelt down to pray to God with an extremely pious expression.