"God, it's all Xiaoxian who blames this. Please don't punish Ayue."

Mo Yu did not go to see Ye Lizhan, but looked at Mo Yue quietly, waiting for Mo Yue to say it himself.

"Master, Master, Yue'er knows her mistake."

At this time, except for Nan Jue, Ye Lizan's expression was no different. The other immortals looked at each other. This little immortal was actually the disciple of the god.

The Immortal Lord Qianqing even spat out blood again. His scolding just now was still in his ears, and every sentence was all his face. Qianqing Handai, who had always been worried about his father's pleasure, forgot his actions at this time and looked at Mo Yue blankly.

"What's wrong?"

"Yue'er shouldn't have run out to play without his master's consent. Yue'er promised that there would never be a next time."

“What else?”

Mo Yue looked at Nan Jue for help, and Nan Jue shook Mo Yue with a look like I hadn't expected.

"God, Xiaoxian and Ayue are in love, please agree to this marriage."

Mo Yu looked at Mo Yue, "Do you agree?"

Mo Yue had no idea how to answer at this time and looked puzzled.

"Mo Yu, the girl is still young, why not marry? Let's talk about it later, and then talk about it later."

Mo Yue let out a sigh and looked at Mo Yu very sincerely, "Master, Yue'er really knows that she is wrong, so please give her a light punishment."

Mo Yu's tense nerves loosened slightly. He was really scared just now, afraid of hearing a positive answer, and retracting the breath that bound Mo Yue.

Mo Yue's whole body loosened, fearing that Mo Yu would tie him up for days and nights.

"I heard that after a few days, the Liuwei Ye family's century-old spirit hunting event?" Nan Jue said, breaking the silence of the main hall.

"Yes, it will be held in three days. If the Supreme God is willing to leave a view, it will be the honor of Liu Wei Ye's family."

"Mo Yu and I happen to be fine recently."

"Xiaoxian arranged it right away."

"No need, wherever the girl lives, we will live."

"So, Zhan'er, you will take the two gods to the Garden Courtyard, and do not neglect them."

Mo Yue was in her room and was talking to Xiang Sijin, "Mengdie, how should I explain this?"

Mengdie heard Mo Yue's call and flew out of Xiangsi Jin. She sang her wings around Mo Yue for several times. Mo Yue pointed Mengdie with her fingers and said softly, "You little guy, you don't have to worry about anything. Not like me, I'm so worried."

Then he lay on the cushion, with his hands and feet in large characters, sighed, closed his eyes, and obscured his silence for himself a hundred times, while Mengdie stopped on Mo Yue and stopped.

In the middle of the night, Mo Yu sneaked into Mo Yue's room silently, watching Mo Yue sleeping on the cushion, and a cloak appeared, covering Mo Yue's body, and the originally still dream butterfly flew up as if disturbed.

"Master." Mo Yue muttered her little mouth, her tone very aggrieved.

Mo Yu's eyes sank, and she sat on the edge of the collapse, looking at Mo Yue's side face, as if she was thinking about something.

"Master, don't be angry, Yue'er will never dare to do it again."

Listening to Mo Yue's whisper, Mo Yu was instantly lost consciousness, leaned down, gently stroked Mo Yue's side face with his hand, and his fingertips stopped on Mo Yue's lips and slowly approached.

"Master."

Mo Yu instantly came to his senses, quickly stood up, turned around and disappeared.
Chapter completed!