r18novel Chapter 296
Chapter 296
It's just that these plush and cute little rabbits are clouds of black fog in Mo Gui's eyes.
There is no sense of self, just looks like a living thing.
"This is what the rabbit demon will give." The boy's gaze fell on those little rabbits when he saw Mo Gui, and explained.
It is said that he gave birth to a cub and wants to rest and recuperate, and he can't play with him.
Just leave these little rabbits with him.
The boy believed it, carefully wrapped it in the softest cloth, and took care of it.
Recently, I haven't been making a fuss about seeing the Demon Venerable.
It's just that today the young man misses the gods too much, and he can't bear to leave this group of little rabbits behind, so he can only bring them together.
Mo did not expose his subordinates when he returned, and he was afraid that the little guy would see his worries these days, so he specially hid it.
These demon generals are just to reassure the little one.
"Don't you resent being a teacher?"
Mo Guishi stroked the young man's soft and tender face, his silver eyes could not see any emotions, and even the blood inside was much lighter.
"Master will not harm Linlin."
The boy put his arm around his waist, and did not care about the pile of little rabbits jumping in his arms, and the beautiful amber cat eyes looked at him intently and seriously, reflecting his appearance at the moment.
When Mo returned, he only felt that his heart was a little sore and numb, and a little swollen.
Now that the day is less, he is devilish, and he should cherish the days with the little one.
For the next encounter.
He has to find the little one early and protect him.
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The spiritual energy between heaven and earth dissipated faster and faster, and it became thinner and thinner.
The crack in the sky was several times larger than at the beginning, and now there was a small sect that occupied the same area.
The construction of the temple was imminent.
However, in a few days, the entire human world built large and small temples, all of which were made of fine refining materials.
Ask a highly respected monk to paint his portrait himself.
Just to be able to make the statue of the boy more appropriate.
Monks never believe in gods and Buddhas, nor do they practice worship.
Pursue the avenue, just to soar.
Now that this long-cherished wish of tens of millions of years has been broken, they religiously kneel in front of the statue of the young god, burning incense and bathing day by day.
The immeasurable merit floated into the young man's body like snowflakes, converging into a solid ball of light, constantly absorbing the faith of the entire continent.
The crimson on the boy's tail became a little more vivid, with golden light attached.
The statue of the god in that temple, because of the offerings of many believers, looked alive, as if he was about to walk down from a high platform.
Three months is just the tip of the iceberg for monks.
The young man's amber eyes were stained with a little golden light, less innocent, more indifferent to cold.
Let people subconsciously rise in awe, dare not have any other distractions.
He stepped barefoot on the white jade steps.
Dressed in clothes woven from the finest and softest materials, dark gold French loomed.
The golden light in the sky lingered on the boy's body with a faint halo.
Accompanied by a dragon groan that resounded through the sky.
The clouds rolled, and a crimson candle dragon loomed above the nine heavens, and the coercion was like a vast sea of smoke, and they were almost breathless, and cold sweat soaked through their underwear.
The sound of dragon groans was like an ancient bell vibrating and churning in their divine consciousness.
The foreheads of the cultivators with low cultivation were already against the bluestone floor, and only those high-level cultivators could barely support it without gaffe.
This earth-destroying force can easily destroy this continent, how can it not make people fearful.
Sacrifice this heaven and earth with your deeds.
It is the only dragon in this world.
Through the power of believers in heaven and earth, repair the cracks in the sky.
Countless points of light fluttered and gathered into the air, which was the most devout prayer of believers in the entire continent.
The cracks in the sky narrowed little by little, and finally completely dissipated.
Everything seemed to return to its original calm, and the dense group of believers knelt motionless on the ground, as if they had not yet recovered from the previous shock.
The golden light in the sky was scattered, and the big hole between heaven and earth was filled.
Reiki stops leaking out.
Restore little by little.
Even if it takes thousands, tens of thousands of years, to return to its former glory.
Mo Guishi stood under the high platform and was the only one who did not kneel.
The coercion seemed to have deliberately ignored him, not making him feel the slightest discomfort, but making him feel as warm as if he was in a hot spring.
He raised his hand, and between his fingers was the grass ring that the little one had woven for him.
If you say that if you put it on, you can't take it off, and it will only belong to him alone forever.
The corners of the mouth faintly oozed blood, the cold silver blood eyes were calm and waveless, and the fingertips seemed to melt away, turning into bits of black mist and dissipating, spreading throughout the body, faster and faster.
If there is no such person in this world.
Then there is no point in him living.
He was to go to the man early, protect him under his wing, and not let people bully him.
His body gradually dissipated, and the golden light in the sky scattered, but not a single beam fell on his body.
The entire Demon Realm was also gradually sinking, as if it was completely buried in the ground, and no one could find the exact location of the Demon Realm.
Except for the people in the Demon Realm.
No one can find the exact location anymore.
In the next life, they will still be together.
Never ever separated.