Originated from mountains and seas, life never ends

Chapter 280 Prince Anguo

He explained to the fox demon seriously, but the fox demon stared at him blankly, with a surprised expression on his face for a while.

"This kid... isn't he a bit stupid?" The fox demon couldn't help but asked Mo Ze.

Mo Ze didn't respond. Looking at the child's clear eyes, the fox demon twitched his lips: "I'm kidding you."

He said "Oh" and lowered his head.

Although Mo Ze had explained to him what "joking" meant, he still didn't quite understand this situation.

"But I melted your mother's skin... and her flesh. Why does this sound so familiar?" The fox demon touched his chin, "Your master is Phoenix?"

He didn't know who Phoenix was, so he shook his head.

"Bifang?" The fox demon guessed again.

"Why don't you guess Zhu Rong?" Mo Ze sneered, "I already told you where he is from."

"...Mang Ling?" The fox demon looked grim. "Him? He knows what it means to accept a disciple? Does he know what it means to accept a disciple?"

"Obviously you don't know." Mo Ze said sadly.

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk..." The fox demon clicked her tongue and turned her head to look at him with a look full of pity.

"Jiumei, you are ten thousand years old now, right?" Mo Ze changed the subject, his hand fell on his head, scratching it intermittently like touching a cat.

He was a little confused at first. The slender, warm fingers slipped into his clothes, stroking down his skin, and finally stopped between his waist and abdomen, kneading his tender skin, with nothing to do with lust, as if he was touching a kitten or a puppy.

"I am also a 20,000-year-old nine-tailed fox." Jiu Mei said with a smile, "Why? Is there anything you want to tell me?"

"Just asking." Mo Ze lowered his eyes and looked at the furry head in his hands, "In my impression, you are the same age as him."

"Ah?" Jiu Mei looked at the human child beside Mo Ze and said in surprise, "That was more than 10,000 years ago, right? I had just transformed not long ago at that time."

Mo Ze said "hmm" and stopped talking.

Jiu Mei slapped his head and said, "Oh, I almost forgot!"

Seeing Mo Ze looking at him, Jiu Mei smiled and said, "Forgot? I told you about A Mao... A Mao! Come here!"

Jiumei waved towards a room, as if calling a pet.

He thought it would be a raccoon or a caged bird, but it turned out to be a person.

A young boy wearing fox fur and looking childish.

"Don't be fooled by Amao's cute looks, he is already 200 years old!" Jiumei waved enthusiastically and watched the young man approaching step by step.

The boy was not wearing shoes. Jiu Mei was obviously dressed like a mortal, and his clothes showed his wealth, but his expression was confused, like a deer lost in the woods.

"Why?" He didn't understand why the two-hundred-year-old boy still looked like this.

"Of course it's because I asked you humans who are cultivating immortality to refine some what--what are you calling, elixirs? For him to eat, and with the support of my demon elixir, he can naturally maintain this state." Jiumei said this with some pride.

The young man came to Jiumei, looked at Mo Ze and him timidly, seemed a little scared, squatted at Jiumei's feet, and let him touch and ravage him at will.

He could see that Jiumei treated the boy like a master treats a pet. Although his eyes were full of love, there was no emotion at all.

"How did you get here?" Mo Ze asked, a little bored.

"His parents didn't want him anymore because the family had no money to eat and he was born weak, so they threw him away." Jiu Mei recalled, "I think he was only two or three months old? I saw him when I went there to eat. I picked him up and planned to store him for food, but after giving him a name, I couldn't bear to part with him, hahaha!"

Jiumei laughed loudly, and gently placed his foot on the boy's belly, stepping back and forth. The boy was very relaxed, his eyes narrowed, and he looked quite silly.

"Is he wearing fox fur?" This made him a little confused.

"Yeah." Jiumei didn't think there was anything wrong, "What's wrong?"

"No, it's okay..."

Mo Ze squinted his eyes and rested for a while, then stood up and prepared to leave.

"Wait, where are you going to take this child?" Jiumei called him.

"Kunlun." Mo Ze glanced at him, "Bai Ze wants to see him."

"That's strange, why are you walking so slowly?" Jiumei wondered.

Mo Ze mentioned this, with a hint of impatience between his brows: "He said that I should enjoy the scenery along the way."

Jiumei burst into laughter: "Seriously?"

"Let me take you there. It just so happens that A-Mao hasn't been out to play for a long time." Jiumei stood up. The young man lying on the ground flashed with white light and changed into a more beautiful outfit.

The snow-like fox fur fell diagonally from the collar to the waist, and the light blue brocade made the skin look even whiter. The raven-feather eyelashes flickered, and the gentle eyes were as clear and bright as a spring.

The boy had red lips and white teeth, and was handsome. When he found that he had changed his clothes, he was not surprised, but smiled with his eyes narrowed.

"Let's go, Amao." Seeing that Mo Ze did not refuse, Jiumei transformed himself, and this time his appearance looked very much like the fox demon described in the human storybooks.

With a jade-like body, purple robe and hair like a waterfall, every move he makes becomes elegant and dashing.

Evil, enchanting, flamboyant...

Jiumei noticed his gaze and smiled charmingly.

It is a monster after all, and even though it has no intention of aggression, its ridiculousness carries with it the cruelty peculiar to beasts, like the inconspicuous but unignorable thorns under a blooming rose.

"Why do you call him A Mao?" Perhaps because he has been with Mo Ze for a long time, he can also take the initiative to ask questions.

"Because he was furry when he was a child, like a little ball of fluff." Jiumei patted the boy on the shoulder and ruffled his hair.

The boy's smooth black hair soon became frizzy.

"When I saw him, he was still a baby, very conspicuous with his bright red face, and his hair was so fun to touch." Jiu Mei raised his eyebrows. He didn't know if he had changed his appearance, but the fox demon's smile and frown made him lose his mind, and his heart beat violently.

Why on earth...?

He didn't think it was because of the fox demon's appearance, so what was it -

"Jiumai." Mo Ze suddenly issued a warning.

Jiu Mei paused, then laughed: "Oh, it was just a joke..."

As he spoke, the frightening feeling that had made him shudder disappeared.

"The charm of the fox clan." Mo Ze saw his confusion and said.

"Oh, in fact, if you weren't next to him, this kid would fall in love with me the first time he saw me." Jiu Mei was very proud and flirted with the boy next to him. Unfortunately, the boy was already used to it and didn't show the expression he wanted.

A fox demon who has lived for thousands of years, she can easily seduce anyone she encounters.

Before leaving the city at the foot of the mountain, the number of people attracted by Jiumei had exceeded a hundred. Even passers-by could not help but be attracted by the beauty in purple robe and black eyes, and even forgot what they were doing.

"Put away your vileness."

Mo Ze changed his appearance and body shape in order to avoid such things, but now he was being watched by people again because of Jiu Mei, and he was displeased.

"Oh, that's not—"

Jiumei hadn't finished speaking when he was met with Mo Ze's naked murderous intent. He immediately shut up and even put away the fan he had been waving.

With Jiumei intentionally restraining himself, they walked a distance that was neither far nor near.

Jiumei really loves the boy. When the boy shows signs of fatigue and Moze is not ready to accommodate him, he will carry the boy on his back. When passing by a river, when there is no one around, he will transform into a nine-tailed fox and carry the boy on his back, so that he will not get wet.

The teenagers can talk and communicate smoothly. They have clear and pleasant voices. After getting familiar with them, they can also make some jokes and their smiles are very nice.

It's a pity that he grew up with Jiumei, and the stories and jokes he tells are exactly the same as Jiumei's - so simple that they are a little cruel.

"Before, a girl came to Jiumei and said that her parents had both passed away and her property had been taken by her brother, sister-in-law and her family. She wanted to find a way to free herself - so Jiumei ate her, so that she would never have to be sad again."

"It's actually not that bad. Jiu Mei was a rabbit demon before, and the rabbit demon begged him to let it go. He still has a big family to support, and Jiu Mei was very moved. After finding his family, he sent them down to reunite..."

“…Rabbit meat is actually quite delicious.”

The young man smiled.

He didn't have any special feelings about the boy's stories, or rather, he didn't think there was anything wrong with it, so when the Jiumei boy asked him about his past, he told him calmly.

Jiumei's expression was very complicated.

The young man frowned. Although he was not as emotional as ordinary people, he could tell that it was a sad story.

But the protagonist of the story felt nothing at all, and was even curious why they looked like that.

Jiumei is a demon, born cold-blooded and heartless. He became friends with Mo Ze because Mo Ze was handsome. He flirted with him fearlessly and was blasted away over five hills, with all his bones broken.

That one blow directly destroyed Jiumei's thousands of years of cultivation.

He discovered that Mo Ze hated being teased.

In other words, it is an act of disliking intimacy.

Mo Ze could rub his head without restraint, but he could not accept others doing the same. Earlier, Jiu Mei saw that the others were getting along peacefully, so he wanted to try it again. Before he put his hand on Mo Ze's face, he had already flown dozens of miles away.

What impressed him most was a visit to a restaurant.

At that time, Jiumei said that the food there was delicious, so Moze took him there. After suggesting that Jiumei go shopping with the boy and buy some nice but not very practical things, they separated.

Mo Ze didn't have a big appetite and didn't need food to survive, so he had hardly ever seen Mo Ze eat.

In the building with carved beams and painted rafters, people were either drinking and chatting, or lying together with one or more beauties. There were several pieces of silk hanging down from the upper floor, and beauties were dancing. The faintly visible silk ribbons fluttered with their dance moves, and with the musical instruments beside them, it was like a fairyland.

In such an environment, he and Mo Ze seemed out of place.

But he was only focused on eating, not caring about anything else. Mo Ze stared at him with his cheek in his hand, bored, not caring about the wolf-like gazes coming from all around.

This was the imperial capital, full of beauties and gentlemen, and with the environment in the building, Mo Ze was too lazy to disguise himself, thinking that he would not attract attention, but he did not expect that it would still be the case.

Mo Ze had no idea how attractive his image was: his spotless white clothes were scattered on the ground, his white knuckles lazily fell on his knees, his white hair scattered on the ground, and his face was so perfect without even a trace of flaw that he seemed like a banished immortal in a trance.

When a banished immortal falls into the mortal world, he naturally attracts a lot of attention.

But because it was too stunning, they only dared to look around and did not dare to go beyond the limit. They even breathed very lightly for fear of disturbing this god.

After eating and drinking, he noticed the looks of people around him, feeling a little strange, and looked at Mo Ze.

"Are you full?" Mo Ze said lazily, looking at the empty plate in front of him.

He nodded.

Mo Ze stood up and prepared to leave.

But I didn't expect to be blocked by someone.

"My beauty, may I ask your name?" A man with a blue jade bone fan blocked Mo Ze's way. He was wearing a jade crown on his head, a brocade pearl-patterned robe, a Yaoshan jade pendant on his waist, and mermaid pearl and gold-rimmed boots. He stared at Mo Ze and asked with a smile.

The crowd watching must have been unhappy to be interrupted, but from the man's clothes they could tell that he came from an extraordinary family.

"Isn't this the son of the Duke of Anguo?"

"Is he the youngest son of Duke Anguo?"

"Duke Anguo...ah..."

There were some scattered noises coming from all around him. He didn't understand and just stared at Mo Ze.

Mo Ze didn't even raise his eyebrows: "Go away."

"Beauty has such a bad temper, have I offended you in some way?" Instead of retreating, the man took another step forward and stretched out his hand to pinch Mo Ze's jaw.

Mo Ze looked at him coldly, and unexpectedly did not attack, but just leaned back to avoid it.

"Why are you looking at me like that? It's as if there's something dirty on my hands." The man laughed.

The man was good-looking, tall and handsome, and quite charming.

The man was obviously very confident in his appearance and background. He raised his chin slightly and reached out to him, completely ignoring Mo Ze's disgusted look.

Mo Ze looked at him for a while and said sarcastically, "Of course it's dirty."

"what?"

"Didn't you have a lot of fun upstairs before? You've been having sex for so long, you should have had enough, right?" Mo Ze looked at him coldly, his disgust for men almost written all over his face.

"How do you know?" The man's face changed without thinking.

As soon as the words came out, the man's face turned pale, and it was obvious that he felt he was being cheated.

Mo Ze's patience ran out, and he dragged the confused man aside to leave. But when he saw the man reaching out his hand recklessly, he finally slapped him and sent him to death.

"nausea."

He was deeply impressed by the look in Mo Ze's eyes, which seemed to be looking at the most disgusting thing in the world.

But he didn't understand what Mo Ze meant at the time. He only knew that he hated being touched. As for the meaning of his words, he only found out after asking Jiu Mei later.

The man had been hanging out with dozens of men and women in the attic room for a long time. He went out to see what was happening below, and when he saw Mo Ze, he was attracted by her beauty, but he didn't expect to die of illness there. The guards he brought with him couldn't even withstand a single look from Mo Ze, and all fainted.

"Hey, why get angry over an individual human being?" Jiumei smiled and comforted them when he learned about their experience.

Mo Ze didn't say anything, obviously in a bad mood.

Finally, after rubbing his head for a few days, he gradually calmed down.

"Look at you, you're so far away from home. No wonder you haven't had a companion for all these years." Seeing that Mo Ze's mood had improved, Jiu Mei dared to tease him.

"Because it's not important." Mo Ze said coldly.

"Alas, it's a good thing that Bai Ze can tolerate your bad temper." Jiumei shook his head and sighed.

Mo Ze didn't reply.

"Do you know why he has never been beaten despite his bad temper?"

Jiumei saw that there was no hope of chatting with Mo Ze, so he turned to him and asked.

He was stunned by the question.

Because he didn't think Mo Ze had a bad temper and he had never thought about this problem.

Fortunately, Jiumei didn't need him to answer and gave the answer on his own.

"that is because--"

"No one can beat me." Mo Ze sneered.

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