MTL - The Rebirth of the National Goddess-Chapter 207 what to do with me? (three more)

  Chapter 207 What has it got to do with me? (three more)

   Mrs. Mo looked at the girl walking towards this side, squinting a pair of deep and kind eyes, and looked at Chu Jin from beginning to end.

   The little girl in front of her has blue silk like ink and picturesque eyebrows and eyes. This well-behaved look is really rare.

   Then her eyes fell on the blood jade bracelet on her wrist, and she nodded with satisfaction, the soft color in her eyes almost overflowed.

   "A Jin," Aunt Tong got up and took Chu Jin's hand directly, "Come on, let's sit here,"

   Aunt Tong directly pressed Chu Jin to Mrs. Mo's side and sat down.

"A Jin, right?" Mrs. Mo took Chu Jin's hand cheerfully, and said with a loving expression, "Zhixuan finally brought you back, looking at this tender face, you can pinch the water... "

  Chu Jin's face was a little red, I have to say, this Mrs. Mo is completely different from what she imagined.

   In her impression, such high-profile and well-known mistresses are both old-fashioned and serious.

   Aunt Tong quickly peeled off an imperial orange and handed it to Chu Jin, "A Jin, don't be cautious, just treat this as your own home, we are all our own."

   "Thank you, Aunt Tong," Chu Jin took the imperial orange and peeled half of it and put it in his mouth, thanking him politely.

   "This child, why are you being polite to Aunt Tong?" Aunt Tong said strangely.

   "Qingqing," Mrs. Mo glanced at Mo Qingyi, "don't stand there foolishly, and quickly pour a glass of water for your sister-in-law."

   "Oh, good mom." Mo Qingyi's expression still looked a little gloomy, and he hadn't completely recovered from the news that Brother Jin had changed his sister-in-law.

   Sister-in-law = curse + short life.

   She doesn't want Brother Jin to become a short-lived ghost...

   In fact, the matter of pouring the water could have been left to the servants. The reason why Mrs. Mo asked Mo Qingyi to pour it was entirely for other people in the house to see.

   She wanted everyone else to know that she liked this daughter-in-law very much, and she wanted to announce Chu Jin's identity in another way.

   Sure enough, as soon as those words fell, when the other servants in the house looked at Chu Jin, their eyes became more respectful, and their heads dropped even lower.

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   Study.

"Ninth brother, the big patriarch means to let you go back to the overall situation of sovereignty earlier," Jia Zhuo looked at Mo Zhixuan and continued, "Since you left, the ancient martial arts world and the nether world have been eyeing our supernatural power world, they It is possible to raise troops to invade us at any time..."

   Moreover, she actually saw Gan Mingxie, the eldest prince of the underworld, in the living room of the Mo family just now, which is not a good sign.

   Well, how could Gan Mingxie appear in the Mo family?

   Jia Zhuo smiled, and then said, seemingly unintentionally, "Ninth brother, I just saw Gan Mingxie in the living room, what did he come to you for?"

   They didn't pay attention to the ancient martial arts world or the nether world alone. They were afraid that the two would join hands. At that time, when the soldiers came under the city, the two forces would combine into one force.

   The consequences will be unimaginable.

   "I've always known him, why are you asking this?"

   "I just think that at this time, it's not a wise move for you to associate with people from the Netherworld." Jia Zhuo continued, "Ninth brother, I hope you can return to the supernatural world with me now."

  Mo Zhixuan picked up the brush on the table and practiced calligraphy, and said without raising his head, "You are here...for this?"

   There was no emotion in the deep voice.

   or anger, or anger, nothing at all.

   His voice was as light as a calm lake.

   "Yes," Jia Zhuo didn't care about Mo Zhixuan's attitude at all, and continued, "Ninth Brother, I hope you can go back with me this time, inherit the ceremony as soon as possible, and ascend the throne!"

   The supreme position in the supernatural world, I am afraid that no one can sit except the person in front of him.

   As long as this person is firmly in that position, other small realms will not dare to attack easily.

   If this person is not in the supernatural world for a day, the hearts of the supernatural world will not be stable.

  Mo Zhixuan's drooping phoenix eyes still didn't make any waves, he wrote on the rice paper very seriously, stroke by stroke, "Jia Zhuo, do you think I will go back?"

  If he wanted to go back, as early as Zhou Xunian, he would go back with Zhou Xunian.

   Why delay until today.

   That position may be supreme in the eyes of others, but in his eyes, it is worthless.

   "Ninth Brother," Jia Zhuo looked at Mo Zhixuan with a face full of regret, "Do you really want to be so heartless? Do you really want to ignore the life and death of the supernatural world?"

   Jia Zhuo's voice just fell, as if he had done the math, Mo Zhixuan just finished his writing, raised his eyes to look at Jia Zhuo, his tone was cold and ruthless, "What does the life and death of the supernatural world have to do with me?"

   On the original clean rice paper, there is one more, majestic, and the word 'jing' is like a dragon.

  His handwriting is hearty and vigorous, with a long and snake-like pen and ink in a horizontal posture, vigorous and free and easy, without any restraint, and even down the entire line, with some cool breath.

   Just like his whole person, he is noble and cold, with a natural domineering aura.

   Hearing the words, Jia Zhuo took two steps back uncontrollably, his face pale, "Ninth brother, after all, the world of supernatural powers is also your hometown, you can't just watch it and be divided up by other forces!"

  The corners of Mo Zhixuan's mouth twitched into an icy arc, looked at Jia Zhuo, and said word by word, "Why not?"

   The deep phoenix eyes showed no warmth at all.

   His five senses seemed to be covered with a deep layer of frost, making people shudder and unable to breathe.

   "Ninth brother, you..." Jia Zhuo looked at Mo Zhixuan in front of him, blood was flowing all over his body, and he said in disbelief, "Ninth brother, you are joking, right?"

   The Jiu Ge in her impression was not such a cold-blooded and ruthless person.

   The ninth brother in her impression can give up everything for the supernatural world!

   The ninth brother in her impression could have slaughtered a city for the sake of the supernatural world!

   Brother Jiu is the belief in the hearts of everyone in the supernatural world!

   Now, this faith has completely abandoned the supernatural world. How should they go in the future?

   "Just kidding?" Mo Zhixuan's mouth curved into a mocking arc, "Do you think the incident seventeen years ago was also a joke?"

"That incident seventeen years ago?" Jia Zhuo looked up at Mo Zhixuan as if he had grasped something important, "Ninth Brother, you have forgotten a lot of that incident, okay? Besides, I didn't even know what happened back then, if I..."

   "Because you don't know," Mo Zhixuan interrupted her directly, "You can stand in front of me so safely now. The first elder is very smart and knows how to push you juniors forward."

  Mo Zhixuan's attitude was very firm.

   Things seem to have nowhere to turn.

   But Jia Zhuo hasn't given up completely. She knows Jiu Ge very well, and knows that he has a blood in his bones, and he can't tolerate betrayal or anyone's smearing.

   For the supernatural world that gave birth to him and raised him, he would definitely not give up so easily.

   This kind of thing has to take it slow, I believe that one day, Brother Jiu will follow him back to the supernatural world.

   "Ninth Brother, I heard that Sister Chu Yi is also here?" The persuasion was ineffective, and Jia Zhuo had to lead the topic to Zheng Chuyi.

   After all, Zheng Chuyi was once the one who had a marriage contract with Brother Jiu and loved him deeply.

   Maybe with the help of Zheng Chuyi, Jiu Ge can go back to the supernatural world.

   She didn't take the low-level worldly person in her eyes just now. People with low-level bloodline are simply not worthy of Jiu Ge.

   Even if Brother Jiu was confused and married that mortal in this world, he wouldn't be able to bring it back to the supernatural world.

   There is only one person in the world of supernatural powers who can be worthy of the ninth brother, and that is the daughter of destiny with a bloodbath.

  How can the supernatural world tolerate a small layman to be the mother of a world?

   "Well, here, you just happened to be here. When you go back, let's take her back to the supernatural world." Mo Zhixuan's tone was indifferent, as if he was talking about an unimportant person.

   If it wasn't for Zheng Zilong's face, Zheng Chuyi would have been expelled from the Mo family long ago.

  If not, how could Zheng Chuyi stay in Mo's house unharmed until today.

   As long as Zheng Chuyi stays in this world for one day, he is obliged to ensure her safety.

   This is a responsibility.

   A duty to the deceased.

   "No," Jiazhuo shook his head, "I can't go back now."

   She can't go back until she has completed the task given to her by the Great Elder.

   "That's right," Jia Zhuo continued, "Ninth Brother, what happened to that laity just now?"

   Jiazhuo asked knowingly.

   "Oh, I forgot to introduce you, she is my fiancee and your ninth sister-in-law," Mo Zhixuan looked as usual, his words were very strict, and there was no joke at all.

"Ninth sister-in-law?" Jia Zhuo frowned slightly, "Ninth brother, are you confused? How can a small layman afford me ninth sister-in-law? Besides, now sister Chu Yi lives here, you are so Aren't you afraid that Sister Chu Yi will be sad if you bring this laity to the house in a grand manner? Where do you put Sister Chu Yi like this?"

   (end of this chapter)