Heavenly Creation Beast

Chapter 966

Mo Shuli rubbed Xiao Tianqing's head, and his movements were much smoother than the unfamiliar one at the beginning: "It won't make people feel better, don't worry."

Xiaotian's sky-blue eyes blinked, and the girl's mind skipped a beat. She was still angry and hated for Wu Liang just now, but now she was thinking about the relationship between Su Xiaoxiao and Mo Shuli.

"Uncle Mo, what's your relationship with that Su Xiaoxiao?" The girl's voice was cheerful and urgent.

Mo Shuli's estranged eyes quietly fell on Xiao Tianqing, and asked back: "What do you think I am related to her?"

"Do you like each other? Am I going to have an aunt soon?" Xiao Tianqing had a smile on his face, and his bright and bright little face was full of curiosity.

Mo Shuli was silent for a while, and then said in two concise words: "No."

Xiao Tianqing let out a sigh, and the drawn out tone was obviously very disappointed.

"You want me to be with her?" Mo Shuli asked after seeing Xiao Tianqing's disappointed expression.

He didn't know how the young patriarch of their Tiangong clan thought he had something to do with Su Xiaoxiao, but he had to admit that seeing the girl's disappointed face, even if she didn't use her real face, It still made him feel unbearable.

The children of the Tiangong clan are pampered and protected by the adults of the Tiangong clan, but Mo Shuli is sure that there is absolutely no one like Xiao Tianqing who will give him such a feeling.

That kind of distressed concern is not something that any child from the Tiangong clan can give him.

Is this the turning point for the Tiangong clan, the only opportunity bred by the heart of the race?
Mo Shuli thought to himself, with such a person, no beast creator in the Tiangong clan would be able to refuse her request.

If Xiao Tianqing wanted him to be with Su Xiaoxiao, Mo Shuli didn't know how to refuse.

The children conceived by the heart of the race are also contaminated with the characteristics of the heart of the race of the Tiangong clan.

The Beast Creator of the Tiangong Clan couldn't reject the Tiangong Clan's race heart at all.

But Mo Shuli is very clear that he has no feelings for Su Xiaoxiao. In his life, he only wants to be alone at ease, and he doesn't want to have something called love with anyone.

"No, I just feel..." Xiaotian scratched his head with embarrassment in his expression.

What do you think, Xiao Tianqing didn't go on talking, she put on a shy smile on her face: "It's Uncle Mo's business who Uncle Mo likes, don't care what other people think."

Mo Shuli looked at the well-behaved and sensible Xiao Tianqing, and the more he watched, the more he liked him.

It is indeed a small turning point for their Tiangong clan, this temperament is just pleasing.

"I have nothing to do with Su Xiaoxiao. It won't matter now, and it won't matter in the future." Mo Shuli said, took out a scroll, and slowly pushed it in front of Xiao Tianqing.

Looking into those sky-blue eyes with doubts, he said, "Gift, a gift for you."

"Thank you, Uncle Mo." Xiao Tianqing agreed, and took the scroll with a smile, "I like it very much. Qingqing likes the gift Uncle Mo gave to Qingqing very much."

When Qi Ling saw the smile on that sunny face, the gloomy and cold boy's expression moved slightly.

"I don't know that Qi Ling is here too. Can I make up your gift next time?" Mo Shuli didn't forget Qi Ling. He looked at Qi Ling and asked for her opinion.

"I don't need a gift." Qi Ling's tone was blunt, with a hint of coldness in it.

"How can I not need it? I want it." Xiao Tianqing said in a hurry, she looked at Qi Ling, full of anxiety, "You want a gift, a gift, how can you not want a gift!"

Qi Ling fell silent when she heard Xiao Tianqing's words, and even Mo Shuli was rarely stunned.

Their little turning point seems to be a bit...

"Xiao Tianqing is right. Since you are Chu Liang's disciple, there are many people who will give you greetings. You have to learn to get used to it." Mo Shuli didn't pay much attention to Xiao Tianqing's temperament, which is nothing bad Well, as a child of their Tiangong clan, as long as they are not crooked, they can have any temperament.

No one stipulates that the beast creators of the Tiangong clan must have the same personality, different personalities, and various beast creators to form a splendid Tiangong civilization.

Qi Ling raised her eyes, and when those cold eyes looked at a person, it would make people feel the desolation and despair in the young man's heart.

Children who grew up in the abyss have never seen sunlight, and seeing this thing suddenly will only give people a dazzling feeling.

He is not used to it and wants to escape.

He did the same.

"There won't be many people, not many people will know about me." Qi Ling's voice was dark and disgusting, and he shook his head, slightly but unexpectedly firmly.

Xiao Tianqing seemed to realize something, and suddenly stretched out her hand to hold Qi Ling's hand. The sunny and warm young boy showed his small canine teeth with a smile, clean and soft, and she emphasized: "The Tiangong clan is your family, Qi Ling, The Tiangong clan is your home."

Qi Ling withdrew her hand as if getting an electric shock, the cold and world-weary young man shook his head, he looked up, his dark eyes looked at Xiao Tianqing, at this warm and willful young man.

He didn't know what the girl under this face looked like, but he knew that it was impossible for him to have such a warm and willful personality in his whole life.

He is the mud that grows in the mire, out of chaos, out of filth.

Mo Shuli also seemed to realize something, the alienated and indifferent man said warm and caring words: "The Tiangong clan is your family, we are all your relatives, if you want, you can call me like Xiao Tianqing Uncle Mo."

Qi Ling glanced at Mo Shuli, he shook his head, he couldn't call him that.

Mo Shuli didn't force it, he could feel Qi Ling's faint resistance.

It's not because he doesn't deserve to be called uncle by Qi Ling, but Qi Ling simply can't get close to anyone because of his own reasons.
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Mo Shuli stayed with Xiao Tianqing for a while, discussing what to do next.

Thinking that Su Xiaoxiao was still waiting for him in the inn, he didn't stay in the end, but decided to go back.

Mo Shuli walked back to the inn, and lightly knocked on Su Xiaoxiao's door, but got no response.

angry this is?Mo Shuli thought to himself, women are really troublesome, how could he make trouble for himself.

"It's me." With a light cough, Mo Shuli said softly, "Su Xiaoxiao, open the door."

After receiving no response again, Mo Shuli realized that something was wrong.

"Su Xiaoxiao, open the door, and say something if you don't open the door, or I'll come in." Mo Shuli raised his voice, still indifferent and alienated, and Qing Lingling's voice was now a little hurried.

Seeing that no one responded, Mo Shuli moved his fingers slightly, the power of space circulated in his palm, and the door was opened.

The room was empty.

(End of this chapter)