Transmigration Book

Zhongzhou is the most central and richest piece of land on this continent.As the capital of Zhongzhou, Zhongdu can imagine its prosperity.

On the wider streets than the cities I visited before, monks in different clothes came and went.The items sold in the shops are also enriched. Many commodities that are rare in small towns are filled with containers like ordinary goods.Let Murong Mingxi open his eyes.

The black and white rabbit is an old familiar rabbit in Zhongdu City.Today, instead of being cute by Murong Mingxi's side, he went to look for food by himself.When he left, he was obedient and clever, and promised Murong Mingxi repeatedly that he would never cause trouble.But Mo Ziqi guessed that these two restless rabbits were destined to harm the alien plants in Zhao's old house again.

——According to their vengeance, if they don't do something, I'm really sorry for Mo Ziqi's perception of them.

Murong Mingxi only needed to "take care" of the little black dog and Tinder flower.After visiting several foreign spirit race-related shops in a row, he slowed down his pace unsatisfied.

Mo Ziqi wiped the sweat from Murong Mingxi's forehead with a handkerchief, handed him a glass of warming liquid, and led him to a place where there were few people on the side of the road.He taught me a lesson while walking, "Since it's your first time in Zhongdu, I'll indulge you this morning. Don't mess around like this next time."

Murong Mingxi looked at Mo Ziqi who was nagging and talking non-stop, not only did he not find him annoying, but he liked Mo Ziqi who cared about taking care of him in every detail.

"Don't worry, I understand my body. I won't be so willful next time."

Murong Mingxi stood under the eaves by the road and took a breath, then nodded obediently.The arc of the smile on the corner of the mouth was curved and couldn't fall.When Docile admits his mistake, he feels like a normally quiet cub acting like a spoiled child.Even the dependence shown is gentle and gentle.

Inconspicuous, but soft and flattering.

"You still want to have a next time." Mo Ziqi scolded with a smile.I pinched the flesh of his cheeks, and felt relieved at the soft touch that was gradually fuller.

In the previous life, Murong Mingxi was not raised so well.

Mo Ziqi raised the corners of his lips happily, feeling a little proud in his heart.

No matter how he developed his power in the ten years since his rebirth, the entire continent dare not underestimate him.Only when he comes into contact with Murong Mingxi, will Mo Ziqi feel that "his new life is useful", which makes people feel satisfied.

Ah Qi really likes to pinch his face more and more recently.

Murong Mingxi thought about it.Obediently stand in place and let Mo Ziqi move.Leaving a pair of clear eyes blinking and blinking, looking at Mo Ziqi curiously and blankly.

When the cheek is "suffering", he can't even speak smoothly.Murong Mingxi usually wouldn't speak at this time, it was very unsightly.

In fact, Mingxi who is talking vaguely is also very cute.

Mo Ziqi felt a little regretful.But knowing Murong Mingxi's personality and habits, he didn't force it.After Murong Mingxi was almost done resting, he took him and started heading towards the reserved restaurant.

"At noon today, let's go to Qushui Liushang. After that, I will rely on Mingxi to take me to dinner."

Murong Mingxi tilted his head, thinking that Mo Ziqi was deliberately teasing him.So he taunted him angrily, "There are still restaurants in Zhongdu that you can't book?"

Then you, the young master of the Mo family, don't you think it's a bit miserable?

"Of course. Especially those very famous places, it's really not something I can just go in."

Mo Ziqiding didn't think it was embarrassing at all, and went down the donkey, showing an aggrieved expression.Complaining to Murong Mingxi, "Ordinary restaurants are the same everywhere, nothing more than differences in regional characteristics. These are the rare places that can use high-end exotic plants as ingredients. There are not many in the entire mainland. The best two of them are all opened in Zhongdu.”

Murong Mingxi laughed at his cheeky behavior.Deciding to give him a face, he asked, "So?"

"Both of these two bosses are spirit masters. There was some small conflict 30 years ago, so they made a bet to harm all of them."

Mo Ziqi's usual high-cold and domineering image is completely gone.Like a child, there are twists and turns when telling a news, as if holding some serious little secret.

Murong Mingxi glared at him angrily and amusingly, satisfying his desire to show off.He continued to ask in a good temper, "What bet?"

Mo Ziqi's "vanity" was well satisfied.Then he shook his head solemnly, "I don't know."

Murong Mingxi: "..."

Under Murong Mingxi's gaze of "Are you beating?", Mo Ziqi calmly added, "I really don't know. In fact, except for those two, no one in the whole China knows. But since then, the two The shopkeepers of the restaurants have been replaced one after another."

Murong Mingxi raised his eyebrows and looked at him without speaking.

The childish behavior of teasing Murong Mingxi by playing tricks finally came to an end.Mo Ziqi sighed regretfully, and made a happy ending for himself, "They replaced the shopkeeper with a foreign plant at home. Only those plants that are pleasing to the eyes are eligible to enter the restaurant for dinner."

And Mo Ziqi is a person who is not very fond of the Foreign Spirit Race by nature.The result can be imagined.

Murong Mingxi turned his head and shrugged his shoulders.In the end, I still couldn't hold back, and let out a "puchi", laughing shamelessly.

Mo Ziqi quietly put his arms around Murong Mingxi's shoulders, wrapping him in his arms.Looking at the unconscious Murong Mingxi, he hides his achievements and fame deeply.

What he didn't say was that before he met Murong Mingxi, his favorability in the eyes of various foreign spirits was still at a normal value.It wasn't until he and Murong Mingxi became good friends in the previous life, and became an important and important existence in each other's life, that he gradually became the object of "squeeze" by the foreign spirits.

But what does that matter?

Anyway, no matter how crowded you are, you will never be able to compete with him.

Mo Ziqi lowered his eyes slightly, and glanced at the little black dog who was protesting fiercely at him; a little further up, it was the Thousand Fantasy Tinder Flower, which was sticking out and ready to move by his hand.The corner of the mouth smiled even more.

The author has something to say: The scene in Mo Ziqi's dream: I'm not targeting anyone, I mean everyone here is rubbish.You can only be jealous of me outside.

Mo Ziqi's real-life experience: he has never lost in a fight for favor, and he has never won in the end.Occupy the nearest place, lie on the farthest bed.

Little Black Dog: In summary, what is the use of you?

Mo Ziqi: ...