After the group pet god was bound by the widow king

"Come here for Cupid?" Song Qinqing was puzzled, "Why?"

"To find someone."

"Who are you looking for?"

"Don't worry about it. Show up and let me take a look, and your mission will be completed."

The man's tone was so alienated and indifferent that Song Qinqing felt chills just listening.

"Is the person you are looking for among the gods of love?"

"Uh..." The man didn't answer, but Song Qinqing had already made a judgment in her heart——

Before Song Qinqing, there were many gods of love who took over the task of the widowed king.

The wish made by the widow king is: to find a partner.

The cupids went one after another, and then they were killed in seconds.

The reason for the task failure, without exception, is: the object cannot be found.

Because there are too many gods of love, this mortal was named by the gods: widowed king.

Song Qinqing didn't understand at the beginning, how could someone be so widowed that the gods of love would be sure that they couldn't find a match?

Now, after personally fighting each other, Song Qinqing has a new understanding of "finding a partner" and "not finding a partner".

"It's not me you're looking for." After thinking about what happened, Song Qinqing replied.

The man didn't believe it, "How can you be sure?"

"Your target must be a mortal! If you look for it in the God Realm, you can only be a mortal cultivator, right? But I was born as a god and grew up in the God Realm, so I don't have any marriage relationship with mortals!"

Song Qinqing spoke, her voice was as soft as a silk cloth in spring, with a texture that made people tremble when touching the skin, but it didn't look feminine.

Hearing this voice, the man lost his mind for a moment, and his eyes trembled unconsciously.

Song Qinqing's confession with reason and evidence should be believed by anyone.

But the man still didn't look convinced.

The widowed king is true and stubborn, and he will not give up when he sees the Yellow River.

Song Qinqing had no choice but to adjust the invisibility technique and switch to the mask technique.

This is the basic spell necessary for the first-line gods in the world. Mortals are invisible for a long time, and they hide their faces in front of the task target.

In this way, mortals will not see the whole picture of the gods and avoid unnecessary troubles.

The iron rule in the God Realm is that you cannot be seen by mortals.

As long as Song Qinqing switches to the masking technique with "mask effect", the problem of showing up is not a big problem.

The invisibility technique disappeared, and Song Qinqing's figure slowly appeared.

Thus, the man's originally indifferent eyes trembled as if the ice and snow melted as the figure of a godly boy gradually became clear in his eyes——

Although she was born in the God Realm for 20 years, Song Qinqing always looked like she was 17 or 8 years old.

The god is wearing a simple half-sleeve gown and shorts, revealing his delicate and slender arms and legs.

His face is covered with illusory effects, so that ordinary people can't see his facial features clearly, while the other parts that are exposed are dazzlingly white.

White clothes, silver hair, snow skin.

The end of the short hair, trimmed to the back of the neck, showed a faint maroon in the sunlight, making the back of the neck even whiter.

The shock in the man's eyes at the first vague glimpse of the god's real body almost made Song Qinqing self-doubt:

Could it be that he is really the one this person is looking for? !

However, as the figure became clearer, the man's expression became more confused, and he muttered: "White hair...how could it be white hair?"

It seems that the main features do not match, leaving the man in a momentary bewilderment.

But the more he stared at Song Qinqing, the sharper the man's eyes became.

Suddenly, the man stepped forward and squeezed his wrist!

The man's hands were huge, and it was more than enough to hold Song Qinqing's already slender wrist.

It's just that maybe it was because of his emotions that he lost control for a while. When the man pinched him, he didn't pay attention to his measure, and immediately left red marks on the snow-like skin.

"Hiss...it hurts! Let go..."

"Take off the mask! I want to see your face!" The man raised his voice uncontrollably, as if he wanted to confirm some lost and recovered treasure.

Song Qinqing froze in place, forgot even the pain of being scratched on her wrist——

After all, it was the first time for this iceberg-like deep and cold man to show such a passionate reaction!

He thought to himself, probably not just the first time in front of him...

His Eros seniors probably haven't seen it either.

"You can't show your face...because there are rules in the God Realm..." Song Qinqing reluctantly explained.

The man was a little impatient, let go, and took out the spell-clearing paper from his pocket, wiped the lighter and lit it up!

Another curse!

Song Qinqing instinctively felt flustered.

This spell is relatively advanced, and can offset many basic spells, such as invisibility and masking.

Therefore, it is actually very difficult to obtain surgical paper with this effect.

To be able to get this kind of thing, this person really has a lot of background!

After the paper was burned, the mask on Song Qinqing's face still remained.

Just as soon as he met, the widow king used the magic paper on him, trying to unlock the invisibility technique, but failed.

Seeing that the paper was invalid, the man narrowed his eyes slightly, and began to carefully look at the god in front of him.

This person is indeed a very keen person, and his eyes locked on Song Qinqing's chest——

There is a red exquisite bean hanging there.

Although this treasure is small, it looks expensive. It looks like suet jade has been melted into ruby, presenting an oily and delicate texture.

The man raised his finger and pointed at Linglongdou, "Is that the mask that strengthened you?"

Song Qinqing pinched the Linglong Dou and said nothing more.

Seeing this, the man's eyes became sharper, "I can give you a treasure that is more advanced than clearing spells. Isn't the other person a small person?"

Song Qinqing panicked, "How do you know so much, a mere mortal?"

The man didn't answer, and asked: "So, who is it?"

"You haven't seen it!" Song Qinqing emphasized, "I'm sure!"

It was his master who gave him this treasure.

And his master is the Supreme God of Love——

True Monarch Bihe.

Only these little star kings need to go to the front line, running around in the human world to accumulate merit in exchange for cultivation.

There is almost no need for a god of the level of Shangshen to descend to the mortal world.

"Two choices, take off the mask yourself." The man raised two fingers, "Or I will grab the beads by hand."

"Why are you so unreasonable!"

Although the man has a mortal body, his aura is astonishing.

Rao is a god, Song Qinqing can't help but feel fear.

Just now.

Brilliance flows between heaven and earth.

In the void invisible to mortals, Song Qinqing watched helplessly as a hand tore through the air and stretched out out of thin air.

It was a hand with old skin but elegant and slender bones.

Song Qinqing recognized at a glance——

That is Master's hand!

The master turned the palm of the hand so that the palm was facing up, and the fingers were slightly bent.

As if greeting him silently.

Song Qinqing immediately flew towards the master against the wind.

Before leaving with his master, he couldn't help but look back at the man.

The man's cold and indifferent expression has finally changed——

The lip line was tightened, and the eyelashes fluttered.

It's like a traveler who has been walking alone in the desert for half a month, and finally sees the traces of the oasis before he is about to die.

Anticipating and doubting.

Full of hope and fear of disappointment.

Song Qinqing didn't dare to look closely.

He took Master's hand and was dragged back into the void.

"My dear..."

Falling into the void, Song Qinqing heard a sigh and saw the immortal old man in front of him.

Song Qinqing brushed off the mask effect on her face, revealing a delicate face——

Her eyes were tinged with red, with faint red marks at the end of her eyes, and her lips were also rosy like plum blossoms.

His facial features have a sense of immaturity that has not yet grown up, but they also have a sense of beauty that is divine and cool.

"Fortunately, I came in time for my teacher." Although the old man in Tang suit has short hair and white hair, he is still in good spirits, and his temperament does not match his old appearance.

He glanced at the boy opposite, and asked with concern, "Are you okay? Are you not injured?"

Song Qinqing pursed her lips and smiled obediently, then shook her head lightly, "Master, I'm fine!"

"The situation just now is really too dangerous!" Master Yue Lao shook his head and sighed.

"It's not dangerous..." Song Qinqing explained, "That mortal, he didn't intend to hurt me."

"A mortal?" Yue Lao raised his head, rolled his eyes, and nodded, "It is indeed a mortal. But this does not prevent him from being dangerous!"

"Master?" Song Qinqing was puzzled.

Yue Lao kept his secrets secret, he just tapped his back and flew up into the sky, leaving behind a distant voice: "Dear, follow me as a teacher—"

Song Qinqing responded, and followed Master upwards amidst the shadows of floating clouds.

He returned to God Realm.

The gods who go to the world usually have tasks to do.

The entrance and exit of the teleportation are also opened and closed by the system that issued the task.

This is the first time that Song Qinqing failed to complete the task, and was forcibly recalled by the master halfway, and did not go through the "departure entrance" and "return entrance" when the system released the task.

Forcibly opening the portal requires a lot of merit consumption.

Thanks to his master being a god, it doesn't hurt to waste these merits.

If it were a small god, he would probably starve to death and would not have the heart to waste merit in exchange for teleportation.

The present world is divided into three realms.

The world of gods, the world of humans, the world of the underworld.

As the god of love, the forest of the god of love he wants to return to is in the God Realm.

The two masters and apprentices returned to the land of the God of Love Forest, and entered the Tianmen, and there was overwhelming greenery.

The symbol of the god of love is a hundred birds, so the style of the entire boundary of the god of love forest is also full of the lush colors of the tropical jungle.

The huge trees and vines are intertwined, and the houses of various colors are embedded in the trunks and repaired among the leaves. It is dreamlike, smart and lively.

However, the Eros Forest, which is full of singing birds and fragrant flowers on weekdays, was completely silent on this day.

Song Qinqing, who entered the forest, noticed that all the gods of love in the forest were hiding among the bushes, timidly looking in the direction of the master, but they did not dare to vent their anger.

One by one, they are all acting like gods with their tails between their legs.

Although the master is kind to himself, but it looks like he has lost his temper with the gods?

Song Qinqing was even more puzzled.

Master usually has a warm spring breeze, what happened...

Will the always easy-going Eros Lin fall into such a tense situation for a while?

Followed the master into the Jade Crane Hall, which was a huge palace hidden among the ancient trees in the middle of the forest.

Song Qinqing took off her shoes and socks, and as soon as she entered the door, she smelled a burst of cleansing incense.

When the servants in the hall saw Zhenjun Bihe and Lord Yinquexing returning, they put on the incense burner caps and left the hall.

The fragrance diffuses, accompanied by the antique furnishings in the house, which matches Yue Lao, a staid old man.

Song Qinqing sat on the low grass couch, facing the master across the table.

After smelling the calming incense, Master's anger seemed to subside a lot.

He wasn't too busy talking about business, he suddenly turned on the system, and was about to transfer some treasures to his disciples.

"My dear, I just bought this sound transmission talisman from Shengshen Garden next door. It's a good thing! I'll transfer some to you!"

"No need, master!" Song Qinqing hastily refused, "I haven't used up the hundred I transferred last time!"

Yue Lao's hand froze when sending the email, and he clicked on another thing, "This is the sweet-scented osmanthus and lotus seed cake that White Duck just made. It's delicious! You'll grow taller if you eat it! I'll pass it on to you too..."

"Master!" Song Qinqing waved his hand again, "I was the size I am now when I was born 20 years ago, and I won't grow taller anymore!"

"Then eat something too!" Yue Lao insisted on giving it.

It looks like a grandfather who forces his grandson to eat more.

"Master..." Song Qinqing said in a soft tone, wanting to bring the topic back to the right track, "Do you have business with me? Let's talk about business first?"

Hearing these words, Yue Lao's face really sank.

The old man, who had always been kind and amiable to Song Qinqing, showed his rare and solemn expression.

"Kiss." He called affectionately, but Yue Lao's tone was very serious.

"En." Song Qinqing sat upright and listened carefully.

Yue Lao said solemnly: "The mortal mission just now, I will cancel it for you as a teacher. From now on, you are not allowed to accept it again."

The author says:

You have to let the subject "fall off the horse" in front of Gong, so that Gong can have a reason to engage in "coquettish operations".

Therefore, the "connection" in the copywriting part is after Chapter [-]——