Cold Priest VS Ancient Ferocious Beast

After returning from Qingyun Hall, Su Qingchen felt a little heavy in his heart.

Even the master knows that Mo Zhu went to the South China Sea, so the God must know it too, but he has not punished him yet.

Their current cultivation level really can't afford to waste another few hundred years.

My mood, which had finally recovered, fell to the bottom again.

"I don't want to leave anymore." Su Qingchen felt very weak.

"I'll carry you." Mo Zhu squatted down in front of Su Qingchen.

"Hmm." Su Qingchen lay softly on Mo Zhu's back, resting his head on Mo Zhu's shoulder and fell into deep thought.

"What's wrong with the Lord Priest?" The little fairy boy saw Mo Zhu carrying the listless Lord Priest on his back and immediately stepped forward to ask.

"It's okay." Su Qingchen answered without any anger.

"Sir, would you like to go into the bedroom or sit in the yard for a while?" Mo Zhu asked.

"Sir, the honey cake is ready. Would you like to try it?"

"I have no appetite. You should eat it all. I want to go back to the bedroom to rest for a while."

"Oh, okay, I'll save it for you. You can eat it when you want." The little fairy boy answered with some concern.

The adults' mood hasn't improved for a while yet, and this happens again. The little fairy child can't think of any good solution.

Mo Zhu carried Su Qingchen into the bedroom.

"Sir, would you like to take a bath first?"

"No."

"Then you can rest on the bed for a while."

Mo Zhu carefully placed Su Qingchen on the bed.

Mo Zhu let go of his hand and wanted to stand up, but Su Qingchen, who was lying on his back, had no intention of letting go.

Su Qingchen still had his arms around Mo Zhu's neck, his whole body lying on Mo Zhu's back, his face still resting on Mo Zhu's broad shoulders.

Mo Zhu didn't move, just let Su Qingchen lie there quietly.

Su Qingchen sighed deeply.

"Mo Zhu, what do you think we should do if we can't go for training?"

"I will accompany you."

"If we can't go through training, our spiritual power will no longer increase and will slowly degenerate. Degeneration means exhaustion, and exhaustion means extinction. By then, you will no longer be my immortal servant, and I will no longer be your master."

“…” Mo Zhu had never thought about anything too far away, but there was only one answer to everything.

"I will die with you." For Mo Zhu, the meaning of his existence is Su Qingchen. If Su Qingchen is gone, he should disappear with him.

"But I might not be able to bear to leave you." Su Qingchen loosened his clasped hands and gently touched Mo Zhu's face.

Thick eyebrows, eyes with long eyelashes, straight nose, and soft lips.

Su Qingchen closed his eyes and traced the warm outlines one by one with his fingers, as if he was about to say goodbye.

Mo Zhu didn't move, allowing Su Qingchen to caress him.

"Slave..." Mo Zhu hesitated to speak.

"Hmm? Say..." Su Qingchen was losing interest, but still remained patient.

"I think..." Mo Zhu said carefully, "I think the Lord God will not stop you from going through training."

"Why?" Su Qingchen became curious.

"Because, a slave... may be obedient... but also disobedient."

"Ah?" Su Qingchen raised his voice and sat up straight.

The reason they were punished was because Mo Zhu repeatedly disobeyed the rules, and suddenly he said to him "maybe he is also disobedient", Su Qingchen was ready to get angry.

"Turn around, look at me, and talk nicely." Su Qingchen said in a serious voice.

Mo Zhu turned around and knelt in front of Su Qingchen.

"Master said that once you leave school, you need to use your brain."

After hearing this, Su Qingchen was stunned.

"So how do you use your brain?" Su Qingchen asked.

"God, he... is not..."

"Shut up." Before Mo Zhu could finish his words, Su Qingchen spoke up to stop him from speaking without restraint.

"Yes." Mo Zhu skipped the evaluation of the God and continued speaking.

"In recent years, the immortal world has been plagued by wars, and there have been frequent disturbances in various parts of the demon world. The immortal army has gradually grown tired of the war, and, moreover, towards the Divine Lord..."

"Tsk!" Su Qingchen looked at Mo Zhu warningly.

"Yes." Mo Zhu thought for a moment and continued, "In the current fairy world, the cost of checking and balancing out-of-control slaves is... too... high."

"Ouch!" Su Qingchen quickly reached out and covered Mo Zhu's mouth tightly.

"You, you, you! What nonsense are you talking about!"

"I know I was wrong." Mo Zhu's voice came out vaguely from Su Qingchen's palm.

Su Qingchen wanted to say something, but was speechless.

"I'm glad to know. Don't say such things again, okay?" Su Qingchen let go of Mo Zhu.

"know."

Somehow, Su Qingchen felt as if a huge stone had been put down.

"I want to eat honey cake."

Su Qingchen suddenly felt hungry. After all, the honey cake made by the little fairy boy was really good.

"Go get it."

Mo Zhu got up and went out.

"Take it to the palm sugar tree and eat it. I'll wait for you outside."

"Yes."

Su Qingchen happily walked out of the bedroom and sat under the palm sugar tree. After a while, Mo Zhu came over with a honey cake.

"You're eating secretly?" Su Qingchen looked at the piece and a half of pastry on the plate.

"The little fairy boy couldn't resist eating half a piece, so he punished himself by going to collect fairy honey and said he would be back later today."

Su Qingchen smiled and said, "Leave that half to him, and I'll split this one with you."

"No, Master, eat it."

"Take it."

Su Qingchen handed half to Mo Zhu.

"Three hundred years actually goes by very quickly." Su Qingchen took a bite of the pastry and said as he ate.

"Let's just stay here. If there's another war, I won't go, and neither will you."

"Yes." Mo Zhu echoed from the side.

"As long as the Lord God doesn't mention the South China Sea incident, we'll just pretend it didn't happen. The Martial God Officer didn't report it, so how can they bring it up? Isn't that right?"

"Yes."

"Besides, if anyone brings it up, the Martial Priest will be charged with some crime. Can this be brought up? It can't be brought up. If you know, then you know. But if no one says it, then it doesn't exist."

Su Qingchen seemed to be talking to Mo Zhu, but also seemed to be persuading himself.