wear it lord god

The private room was unusually quiet, so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

  Xining looked around blankly, who am I, where am I, what should I do?

Everyone had the same expression. This girl originally thought that she could put the matter to rest by getting the Lord God out, but she didn't know that Shangqing had heard it.

How could it be such a coincidence? I said it and it was heard. I can't deny it.

Xining sighed helplessly, then slowly sat down. Under everyone's gaze, he actually picked up his chopsticks and continued eating as if nothing had happened.

After taking a bite, she even said, "It tastes good, everyone, eat more."

Everyone is smart, so they naturally know what she is thinking. It is useless to be upset now. Just eat and drink as usual. If you don't worry, you will have fewer worries.

Xining also asked: "Are these dishes enough? Can someone call the waiter and order a few more dishes? Feel free to order the expensive and good ones. Don't be shy."

Anyway, the bill is given to Shang Qing. He said he paid for the meal on behalf of the God. By the way, Zuixianlou should still have takeaways. I will ask later if they have any Hongzhong or Lao Mao liquor and bring some back.

Before anyone could leave, a waiter came in from outside.

The waiter was bent in half, with his head down and his knees almost touching the ground. He said in a trembling voice, "What else do you need, great gods? The Lord has instructed us to entertain you well, especially this goddess. We just added a few dishes, they will be brought up soon."

Another waiter came up, and the two waiters put the dishes on the table one by one with great trepidation and announced the names of the dishes.

"Super invincible Buddha jumps over the wall."

“Stir-fried dragon liver and phoenix marrow.”

"Raw stew of dragon tendons and human dragon."

Xining kept her mouth shut as she watched the dishes being served one by one. Could she now say that she was talking nonsense? Was it too late?

"The fruit after the meal is a platter of peaches and ginseng fruits."

A fruit platter in a basin was pushed in on a cart, because one peach weighed two pounds, and there were four in total; there were also four skin-colored fruits, which looked like four little babies meditating with their eyes closed.

Xining stared at the fruit in the large bowl in a daze and asked uncertainly, "Is this the legendary..."

The waiter also stared at the fruit and said, "This precious thing is not in our store. It was left by the Lord Shangqing. He said it was to encourage the goddess. We must be persistent and not break our promise in the future."

Another waiter swallowed his saliva. You are just a setting, do you need to eat? Is it necessary to be so exaggerated?

"Please enjoy your meal. If you need anything else, please let me know." The two waiters said this and then stepped out and closed the door.

The private room was eerily quiet again.

Mo Ming broke the silence: "Only the main system space has these two fruit trees. They are nothing special. It just takes time for them to bear fruit."

Duan Fusheng tried to hold back his laughter, but it looked like he was gloating: "It seems that for the sake of his own God, a stingy person who has lived for thousands of years is willing to pay."

I had only seen him collect money before, but this was the first time he paid.

It's the Shangqing guy who's the one who's being taken advantage of. This time, things have really gotten out of hand and there's no way to push him away.

Xie Anci glared at Duan Fusheng in embarrassment and said, "Don't say anything. No one will think you are dumb."

Seeing that the atmosphere in the room was not right, Duan Fusheng did not dare to act rashly, and his voice became lighter, as if he was muttering: "The Lord God's time is different. The ten thousand year peaches may only take ten or so tasks."

Mo Ming looked at him calmly: "It's just one tree, it bears one fruit each time, and four fruits would take 40,000 years, which is indeed not a long time."

He stood up, walked over to take a look, and directly picked it up and put it in his own space: "You can do whatever you want with the rest."

The ones that Mo Ming took away were darker in color than the other three, probably because they were more cooked. Looking at the three new dishes, each one was more expensive than the previous ones combined.

Shang Qing had already figured out her idea, so he helped her do it without her having to spend a lot of money. The main point was, you can spend the money this time, but...

Thinking of the God's extremely cold and beautiful face, I wonder how powerful he is.

And Shang Qing's smiling face made Xining shudder. Then... under everyone's surprised gaze, he picked up the chopsticks and continued to eat in silence.

At this moment, everyone had to admire her strong psychological quality and fearlessness of death.

After the meal, the fruits were divided up and stuffed into their respective system spaces.

After all, this is a very rare fruit. The three male gods also know the meaning of Shang Qing's action. This is the case, so let it be. Going to die is not the style of the Lord God. Moreover, this meal and fruit are also a warning and a gift to them.

After finishing the meal, Xining leaned back in his chair, feeling full: "I'm going out for a walk, so I won't accompany you guys."

She stood up, the other three said goodbye to her, and she walked out.

No one sent her off, and no one would bother her anymore. As an admirer of the God, before the God gave her any feedback, she should try not to follow him, so as to avoid any trouble.

For the first time, she felt like she had no burden at all. It wasn't that having suitors was bad, but when she was in a weak position and didn't know how to choose, she would feel very stressed.

Mo Ming followed her, and she couldn't help but ask, "Do I have social phobia?"

Mo Ming: "It's just the beginning. You will hate dealing with others more and more in the future, because you can calculate their every move based on experience. You also know that nothing in the world will last forever. So now is real, and as time goes by, it will become fainter and fainter until it disappears."

Uh, is this the case with the Lord of God? The Lord of God's ability is already top-level, he doesn't need to speak, just stand there, and do nothing. No matter how handsome he is, he still makes the Lord God afraid.

But here, apart from being able to see Shangqing, you can forget about seeing him at all.

Not to mention the God, even the top gods on the list are only known by their names and have never been seen in person.

Xining couldn't help but be curious, so he turned around and faced Mo Ming: "Did the Lord God ever have a goddess?"

Mo Ming looked at her and raised his lips inadvertently: "Are you starting to inquire about it now?"

"Hey, tell me something. If you don't know anything, you will have no direction to work towards." She said with a smile.

"I don't know. I forgot." Mo Ming looked at her as if she were a naive person. "Even if there were a hundred of them, they would have been forgotten after so long. The love of the Lord God is worth less than that of humans."

Saying it means not saying it.

Mo Ming: "When you see him next time, go ask him yourself."

Uh, I don’t dare. Let alone ask. I would be so scared that I would kneel down when I saw it.

I kind of felt the mentality of the newly entered palace ladies in ancient times when they met the emperor. If they had a strong background, such as the daughter of a minister of the Pythagorean clan or the sister of a general, they would still have some confidence. But those grass-roots people who could be put to death by the emperor's words were so scared that they knelt on the ground and trembled.

Not to mention the concubines, many scholars who became officials on their first day were so scared that their words became incoherent when they entered the court.

Forget it, I won’t think about it anymore. I hope that the God will hear Shangqing’s report, treat it as a joke, and let her go as if it were a fart.

"You're right to think so. That guy doesn't like anyone else, so how could he like you?" Mo Ming's words at this time were so pleasant and reassuring.

"It's almost time to do the task."

When a barrier opened, Xining jumped in without thinking. (End of this chapter)