Ye Jingfeng saw the Ghost King, and he and Jiu Ci subconsciously stood beside Qingge, looking at the Ghost King with vigilance and fear.
Jiu Ci frowned, his eyes full of hostility.
His brother-in-law is the Immortal Qing Emperor, how could other men with unknown origins take advantage of him?
"Brother Mo Xie."
Ye Jingjing moved her calves, threw herself into Mo Xie's arms, and hugged him full.
The Lin sisters looked at Ye Jingjing in surprise, but they didn't have much trouble.
They had never seen the Ghost King be so intimate with anyone, not even the Empress Ye Qingge.
Hearing the girl's cute and cheerful voice, Mo Xie lowered his eyes, his eyes filled with doting, and stretched out his hand to rub Ye Jingjing's head through his leather gloves.
"Jingjing has grown taller..." Mo Xie smiled.
Ye Jingjing tilted her face slightly, pointed at the cold mask with mandala patterns engraved on her face, and grinned with an innocent smile: "Brother Mo Xie has it on his face too."
Hearing this, Qingge's heart skipped a beat and trembled uncontrollably. Her chest gradually felt suffocated, and her beautiful eyes turned red.
Mask... The dark energy that Ye Jingjing cultivated, accumulated over time on the body's limbs and bones, and the face that was scratched by a sharp weapon, even the King of Medicine would not be able to recover from it.
But Mo Xie's mask can never be taken off. He can't drink his beloved wine and tea, so he can only rely on light sniffing to relieve his alcohol addiction.
Perhaps, gradually, Mo Xie will forget the taste of Changchang wine, no longer know the taste of pear blossom wine, and will not even remember the sweetness, bitterness, and spicyness.
As a mortal body, even if you have the vitality of the big grain essence to satisfy your hunger for a long time, your body's functions will still decline. If things go on like this, your cultivation will be affected.
Regarding the mask matter, the Lin sisters and the evil old people tried their best, but to no avail.
In the end, the old man just sighed and said: This is the calamity of my king's life.
On Mo Xie's waist, there was always a gourd filled with the vitality of the Bigu Essence, and there was also a wine gourd on the left side. When he got addicted, he took a sip and felt better than the gods, feeling comfortable all over.
But Ye Jingfeng and Yan Bingtong were stunned when they heard the word Mo Xie. They looked at each other and vaguely remembered something.
Isn't that the name of the only child of the old Mo family... "Are you Su Ya's son?"
Yan Bingtong asked.
Mo Xie smiled lightly, held Ye Jingjing in one hand, and nodded: "Hello, brother and sister-in-law."
Big brother, big sister-in-law... Even if Qing Ge was mentally prepared, hearing this title still made her feel confused.
Mo Xie has always taken advantage of her in terms of seniority.
In this way, Mo Xie is still an elder.
"That's it, that's it..." Ye Jingfeng was delighted, with a smile on his face: "When you were born, your father fainted due to worry outside. Your sister-in-law and I were the first ones to hug you except Granny Chu Wen.
Where are your people?"
Yan Bingtong looked at Qingge and Jiuci, and said with a smile: "You two kids, why don't you call me Uncle Mo."
Qingge: "?"
Jiu Ci almost spit out his drink and looked at Mo Xie, dumbfounded.
"Don't bark."
Jiu Bi turned away, he was a very strong-minded person after all.
Qing Ge was always obedient and well-behaved in front of her parents, but this call to Uncle Mo was killing her and she couldn't even shout out.
"Uncle Mo Xie."
Ye Jingjing smiled and said, even though it was a bit too big, she still hugged Mo Xie's neck affectionately and had no intention of going down.
Lin Ziteng was a little jealous when she saw this. I wonder which woman in the world doesn't want to act coquettishly on the Ghost King's body, but she only dares to think about it.
"Brother and sister-in-law, Ge'er and I grew up together. We have the same affection as brother and sister, and we are similar in age. I'm afraid she won't be able to change her story now."
Mo Xie said with a smile.
"Too."
Yan Bingtong sighed: "The little baby who didn't even wear pants has grown so big and is now the famous Ghost King. Time flies so fast."
On the other side, Luo Sangong pulled Qingge's sleeves and brought Qingge to the edge. He glanced at Mo Xie quietly, leaned close to Qingge and whispered: "Miss Ye, I really underestimated you. I didn't expect that."
In addition to King Qinglian, King Ghost is also your old friend."
Qing Ge: "..." I thought Luo Sangong was going to explain something serious and serious, but who knew that Third Uncle was also such a gossip?
"I have a fiancé and a son."
Qingge had a cold face.
Luo Sangong smiled and said: "Domestic flowers are not as fragrant as wild flowers. Besides, life is normal. The red flag is flying at home but the colorful flags outside are not falling. This means that you are capable and charming. Can ordinary people do this?
Qinglian King, who is the Ghost King? They are both dragons and phoenixes. They are the most aloof kings among men. To be able to prostrate themselves under your pomegranate skirt means that your pomegranate skirt is unique.
It turns out that I was worried that I would die if I got on your pirate ship. I didn’t expect that you, a little girl, are so evil and have such a strong background. What should I be afraid of? I can just follow you."
Qingge's face was as dark as ink, and she looked at Luo Sangong indifferently, already beginning to wonder if her decision to seek cooperation with Luo Sangong was wrong.
Luo Sangong didn't say anything when he saw Qingge, and then narrowed his eyes and said: "This emperor, who is not the seventy-two concubines of the Three Palaces and Sixth Courtyard, but your approach is also right, it is better to be lacking than to be indiscriminate, either the backyard is vacant, or the world's most beautiful
Handsome man.
When I return to the Nine Realms, I will look for some good and talented men for you, and I will play the piano and sing little songs for you from time to time to relieve your boredom."
Qingge closed her eyes and took a deep breath, constantly reminding herself: You can't fight, you can't fight... When she opened her eyes again, Qingge's eyes were cold, and she was smiling: "Weak water has three thousand, I will only take one."
Drinking from the ladle, I appreciate the kindness of the Three Lords, but when I go up to the blue sky and go down to the underworld, I only need one person."
After that, Qing Ge walked up to where he was. Luo Sangong was stunned for a moment, with an expression that I understand: "Infatuation is left to the history books, romance is a quiet romance in the middle of the night, I understand.
Emperor Dong really knows how to play."
Qingge was walking forward slowly, and when she heard Luo Sangong's voice coming from behind, she staggered and almost fell to the ground.
Jiu Ci helped Qingge in time, and Qingge suddenly looked back, only to see Luo Sangong narrowing his eyes and smiling, giving Qingge a 'reassuring' look.
"What's wrong?"
Jiu Ci asked worriedly.
"Headache."
Qingge looked at Luo Sangong: "Third uncle, it's time to go."
"Okay, here we go."
Luo San passed by Mo Xie on the highway and looked at Mo Xie up and down with a smile. His eyes were as meaningful as those of a madam, and he nodded from time to time, like a mother-in-law choosing a son-in-law, full of admiration.
At that moment, Mo Xie felt like he had been stripped of his clothes and thrown in front of Luo Sangong to admire, like a selected prey.
Mo Xie subconsciously looked at Qingge, who shrugged helplessly.
Sure enough, in life, the first meeting is the most beautiful.
When we first met, the third uncle was still a serious father-in-law of the Nine Realms, but now he is working as a matchmaker.
Are you still encouraging her to have a harem?
Qingge thought about the scene of Ji Yue getting angry and Xiao Baozi calculating how much family property he could inherit, and couldn't help but shudder.