From the Chaos to the Tomb Robbery

Mo Jiu had a sound sleep. When he woke up, he rolled over on the young man's knees and stretched his limbs comfortably.

It looked up at Zhang Qiling, who was meditating with his eyes closed. After thinking for a while, it drew a stream of spiritual power from its portable mansion that had not been used for a long time, and used a formation to gather the spiritual power around Zhang Qiling for him to absorb.

Then it jumped off Zhang Qiling's knees, pushed open the door and walked out.

As soon as he walked out of the room, without the isolation of the formation, Mo Jiu heard a lot of whispers outside Qilin Courtyard.

"Come out!"

"Come out!"

"Wow! It looks so cute!"

Zhang Haixing covered her red little face with her hands and stared with shining eyes at the lively, cute, chubby, short-legged little Qilin standing at the door.

She was one of the few girls in the Zhang family. She occupied a good position in the front and was able to see the little Qilin clearly.

"Sister, you saw it! Show it to me."

Zhang Haike was standing behind her. When he heard Zhang Haixing's voice, he pulled her clothes, wanting her to give him some space.

There was no other way. The front seats were all occupied by the elders, so they didn't dare to grab them. They could only set their sights on a few girls.

"I...I haven't seen enough."

"Elder, please go talk to the young prince and let us touch it and get some of the auspicious Qilin spirit!"

"Shut up. There are so many people here. Do you want to touch the sideburns of the bald prince? If you want to touch it, just a few old guys can do it for the sake of courtesy!"

The little Qilin listened, and suddenly stood up his front legs to reach his beautiful and majestic mane.

Its golden, round pupils were gleaming with a hint of panic. Bald? Whoever dares to touch it will be bald!

How can such a handsome little Qilin be a bald little Qilin?

Are these people planning to take advantage of it?

"Your Highness has stood up on your front legs! So cute! Ah... my girlish heart..."

A member of the Zhang family who was almost three hundred years old looked at the cute movements of the little Qilin and couldn't help but imitate the words on TV and screamed with a mixed tone.

The Zhang family members nearby shuddered and felt a wave of nausea coming over them.

ah ah ah...

Elder, quickly throw this uncle out...

"boom……"

Zhang Haiqi swung his fist and knocked the Zhang family member standing next to him away.

You are a girl, what am I? Humph! You are asking for a beating.

The little Qilin was frightened by the sound and took a few steps back, lowering its front legs.

Its big round eyes looked into those pairs of wolf-like eyes that were glowing green.

Unable to bear it any longer, he turned around and ran into the room, jumped back onto Zhang Qiling's knees and lay there.

ah ah ah...

Brother, Xiao Zhang and the others are crazy! Their eyes are so scary, they want to eat the little unicorn...

I still want to touch the bald little unicorn. How scary! How scary!

Xiaojiu doesn't want to be the first bald monk Qilin in the Qilin clan.

Zhang Qiling felt Mo Jiu jump back. The little Qilin trembled a few times, frowned slightly, and then came out of meditation.

He looked down at the little Qilin sitting cross-legged on his knees and reached out to touch its head.

"what happened?"

"Aoao... Wuu... (They want to eat Qilin, so scary, and they also want to touch my sideburns.)"

Zhang Qiling glanced at the half-open door of the room, and just happened to see Brother Zhang who was sticking his head halfway through the fence at the courtyard gate.

He looked outside the courtyard indifferently with his spiritual sense, and saw a large group of Zhang family members surrounding his Qilin Courtyard.

Zhang Qiling pursed his lips slightly. He didn't like places that were too noisy.

These people were obviously lured here by Mo Jiu's true body. With the patience of the Zhang family, they would probably stay outside the yard until they can get him.

I have been in a trance for several days! I guess these people have been waiting outside for so many days.

Zhang Qiling picked up Mo Jiu from his lap and walked outside.

I have reminded it before not to reveal its true identity easily.

The little guy didn't believe it. He thought his real body was so powerful and ferocious that everyone was afraid and didn't dare to get close.

Now you know how popular Qilin is in the Zhang family!

If it weren't for the formation in Qilin Courtyard, the little guy would have been taken away long ago and pampered by the Zhang family!

Counting on the power of the Qilin to scare the Zhang family is to underestimate the Zhang family's belief in and importance they place on the clan emblem.

I would even let the Zhang family die if they could just touch the real Qilin.

This was also the reason why Zhang Qiling remained silent when the elders asked about Mo Jiu's true identity.

"Chief, I am old and I don't know when I will die! Can you let me touch His Highness Little Qilin? That way, I will die without regrets!"

When Zhang Ruijin said those shameless words, all the Zhang family members were stunned!

Can it be done this way?

Zhang Qiling took a look at Zhang Ruijin's cultivation level. He was in the late Jindan stage and his lifespan could reach a thousand years. With the blessing of Qilin bloodline, his lifespan would be even higher.

Zhang Ruijin, who is only over 200 years old, is in the prime of his life.

"Chief, I will die tomorrow! Please touch Little Prince Qilin for me..."

"I only have one breath left..."

The little Qilin was frightened by their clamoring voices and shrank directly into Zhang Qiling's arms.

woo woo woo...

It never dared to show its true form in front of them again!

How terrible!

Mo Jiu thought about it and decided to transform back into a human in case Zhang Qiling couldn't resist their begging and to preserve his beautiful hair.

Zhang Qiling only felt his hand sink, and Mo Jiu's entire body was hanging on him.

The Zhang family members looked at Mo Jiu who had turned back into a delicate and handsome young man, and a hint of disappointment flashed across their eyes, but then they brightened up again.

If you can’t touch the body of the Qilin, you can touch the body of the little prince!

"Your Highness..."

“No…I won’t give it to you…”

As soon as Mo Jiu heard what they said, he shook his head violently, hung on Zhang Qiling, hugged his neck tightly and dared not come down.

"If you want to touch the Qilin, you should work hard to transform into a Qilin and touch yourself!"

"That will take a long time! We can't wait, little prince."

"Then I'll make one for you."

Mo Jiu's eyes rolled around, and he stretched out a hand, pointing at Brother Zhang who was quietly reaching out to him.

A black Qilin appeared on the ground.

Brother Zhang was stunned. He felt that his vision suddenly became shorter and he didn't react to what was happening.

It felt like so many hands were reaching out to me.

"Ahhh... (Don't touch me, ah~ Don't touch my hair, I'm bald, bald...)"

"Ouch... (Whose hand is touching me down there? Get away...)"

“Woo woo woo… (My innocence…)”

Mo Jiu successfully diverted the trouble and watched as Brother Zhang, who had transformed into a Qilin, was surrounded by the Zhang family.

He grinned smugly and then urged Zhang Qiling to take him away.

He didn't want these crazy Zhang family members to touch the fake Qilin and start to covet his real Qilin...