After crawling out of the eggshell, I decided to be a salted fish (a lazy person).

Mo Shan'an looked at the man with sympathy. Was this an undeserved disaster?

He seems to be in a bad situation.

Di Moxiao looked at his former friend and said sarcastically, "He's stupid. He always thinks that sacrifice can change everything."

Qinglian was not originally a water goddess. She chose to hide in the water palace to escape some things, but unfortunately, what was bound to happen eventually came.

Considering the cub's young age, he didn't say anything harsher, but instead taught him, "I don't want such a stupid thing to happen to you."

Mo Shan'an quickly waved his hand, saying that he was not so kind as to sacrifice himself for others, nor was he that benevolent.

"I would never do something so stupid."

Di Moxiao patted his head with satisfaction, thinking, "This child is teachable."

Qinglian's lips twitched twice. Could these two please not discuss this kind of thing in front of her?

After listening to the man's words with red eyes, Qingnu roared furiously, questioning his words, "Impossible, you're lying."

The man shook his head helplessly. He had actually rejected Qingnu's affections several times, but she didn't seem to care.

"Qingnu, stop being so stubborn. There is no future for us. The hundred-year imprisonment is over. You should let go of everything."

After saying this, Qinglian turned and walked towards Di Moxiao. No matter how desperately the woman behind her tried to stop him, he did not turn back.

"Can you let her go?"

Di Moxiao reached out and covered Mo Shan'an's eyes beside him, curled his lips into a smile, and answered calmly without any ripples in his voice, "I have already given her a chance."

As soon as she finished speaking, Qingnu clutched the wound on her neck in pain, which was still emitting a faint golden light, and she couldn't make a sound.

"Well"

Until its body slowly became transparent, turning into a puddle of water and merging with the ground.

"Since she is so pleased with you, I suppose I have granted her wish, haven't I?"

"You'll do that,"

Qinglian's tone carried some worry. The gods have their own laws, and such private handling would be punished.

Mo Shan'an's eyes were covered, and he couldn't hear what they were talking about. He nervously tugged at the sleeve of the person next to him and asked cautiously.

"Aren't you finished speaking yet?"

Di Moxiao then released his grip, and ignoring the astonished look in the man's eyes, he slowly squatted down and gently cupped the cub's soft cheeks to comfort it.

"You've said everything. Were you scared yesterday?"

Mo Shan'an curled his lip in disdain. "Afraid? How could I be!"

"It's alright, she won't appear in front of you again."

As Di Moxiao spoke, a dark glint flashed in his eyes. Just as the little guy was about to turn around and look, he cleaned up the puddle of water.

The man in front of him was a contradiction; he was willing to slowly teach the little guy and let him know his way of dealing with problems, but he was unwilling to let him see his cruel side.

He doesn't look much like you.

When Qinglian saw the cub's face clearly, she suddenly felt a little confused, thinking that she had seen wrong. How could it look so much like that person from the wilderness?

"Um"

Di Moxiao also planned to conceal Mo Shan'an's appearance, and of course, he also told the other party the truth.

These past few days have led to the latter staring at him with disbelief; his former friend had actually stolen his mortal enemy's cub!

"Does the person in the wilderness know about your actions," the man asked tactfully, "that you're abducting someone's cub?"

"He entrusted the cubs to me personally."

Only a century has passed, and the Demon Clan and the Dragon Clan have already reconciled? They're even entrusting their children to their former enemies, and Di Moxiao is even helping Mo Shitian raise his child!!

"It seems I'll have to save that question for another time, little one. I hope you can tell me your name when we meet next time."

"Then could you please tell him to stop trying to persuade me to become a monk? And spare my hair?"

"Hehe, I may not be able to guarantee that."

After the man finished speaking, Mo Shan'an saw a flash of golden light, and then he returned to his simple and honest appearance.

"Ouch, why does my head hurt so much?"

"Young benefactor, what have you thought about what I just told you?"

"roll"

Di Moxiao picked up Mo Shan'an, coldly replied with a single word, and then got up and left.

The latter continued babbling on and on until it heard what the little guy said and then stopped.

"I told you before, my father hates bald men."

"Why is it you again!!!"

The man failed twice with the same cub again. He stared at the cub, tears welling up in his eyes, trying to memorize its appearance so he wouldn't make the same mistake again.

"Young benefactor, we are truly destined to meet."

"Yes, by the way, let me discuss this with you."

"No, no, I have other matters to attend to, so I won't see you off."

For the first time, Qinglian hoped that God would bless her so that she would never encounter this little guy again.

Mo Shan'an saw the man fleeing again. Was his voice really that powerful? Was it really that scary?

He ran away.

Ignore him.

-

When Di Yexuan saw them return, he stared at them resentfully. These past two days, the Dragon Clan elders had been making him deal with a bunch of big and small matters, and if they hadn't come back soon, he would have had to sneak away.

"You are back"

The man lowered his voice after noticing that the person in Di Moxiao's arms had fallen asleep. Before he could ask about the events of the past two days, he heard the order to leave.

"you can go now"

"!!!"

"You're just letting me leave like this?"

Di Yexuan was speechless. Had he been busy for so many days just to get the other party to say this?

Seeing that the little one had really fallen asleep, I lost interest and said, "I'll come back tomorrow."

After Di Yexuan left, he carefully placed Mo Shan on the bed. As he turned around, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Di Moxiao stared at the bloodstains on his fingertips, a cold smile playing on his lips. Punishment, perhaps?

“That’s all.”

As they stepped out of the house and closed the door, a huge black vortex appeared above the dragons, then disappeared as if nothing had happened.

Di Moxiao narrowed his eyes and stared in the direction where the black hole disappeared, without going forward to check.

He knew that Mo Shitian had gone to the underworld after disappearing for so many days, but he did not expect that the other party would bring him trouble.