Exploding cute kitten princess: Xianzun, don't mess with me

Chapter 350
Mo Xiaoxian said: "I'm going to the study."

"..." Immortal Fuli paused for a moment, pinched the space between his brows decadently, waved his hand, and signaled her to leave.He wanted to ask her if she really didn't like him anymore.

But afraid of seeing her clear and emotionless gaze, he said coldly, saying yes.

The lofty dignity of tens of thousands of years does not allow him to pester him in a humble manner.

Mo Xiaoxian stepped out of the door, turned around, and raised her hand to close the door.

With a click, the two Yang Nan wooden doors fell off the door frame and fell to the ground with a bang.

……

Immortal Fuli turned around, the disappointment on his face was replaced by surprise.

Mo Xiaoxian lowered his head, looked at the wreckage of the two doors, and then at his own hand. After a moment of silence, he asked, "Why can't I push you?"

"When?"

"When you kissed me."

……

Immortal Fuli was stunned for a moment before replying: "My cultivation level is higher than yours."

"Oh." Mo Xiaoxian nodded clearly, then looked at the two doors on the ground, frowned and said, "I'll help you install it."

Before Immortal Fuli could say no, she saw that she had already bent down, stretched out her hand to lift one of the doors, and she easily lifted it up.

Feeling that there was no weight in his hand, Mo Xiaoxian straightened the door and put it on the door frame, trying to put the door back on, but just as he put his hand on the door frame, the door frame broke with a snap!
What the hell?

Mo Xiaoxian's whole body was not well, so he silently withdrew his hand, a little at a loss.

Immortal Fuli frowned, took her hand, saw that it was not pierced by the wooden thorn, and immediately let her go: "Slow down the spiritual power, don't concentrate it on your hand, use light force."

"Oh." Mo Xiaoxian tried again, but still couldn't control it well, and even broke another door frame...

This kind of demolition speed is simply crazy.

Fuli Immortal Venerable said in relief: "It will be good if you get used to it for two days. It's normal for your spiritual power to increase so much at once. It's normal for you not to get used to it for a while."

"Then these two doors..."

"It's okay."

Mo Xiaoxian shook his head: "If there is wind at night, you will catch a cold."

"This deity won't catch a cold, you... go back and rest."

"No, I'll go to Qingluan to help you install it."

"...That's fine." Immortal Fuli sighed almost inaudibly.

Mo Xiaoxian went to find Qingluan as he said, and told him to install the two doors that had been knocked down in front of Xianzun's room, and then went back to the study by himself.

But as soon as she reached out to push the door, the door of the study was pushed down by her again...

Mo Xiaoxian glanced at his hands, feeling a little depressed.

Ignoring the two doors that fell to the ground, I walked to the table and wanted to pour a cup of tea, but just as my hand grasped the handle of the teapot, the handle snapped off...

Take it easy?

She has taken it very lightly.

Sitting on a stool, luckily the stool is fine, lying on the bed, the bed is fine, but as long as you touch something with your hands, it will be more or less damaged because you can’t handle it properly.

When Qingluan installed the door for Immortal Fuli and came back to report to Mo Xiaoxian, he saw a mess of wreckage in the study.

I had no choice but to help her install the door without any complaints, and changed the teapot for her, poured a glass of water for her, and asked: "Handle with care."

Mo Xiaoxian nodded, stretched out his hand, very lightly, and carefully pinched the cup holder with his thumb and index finger.

Qingluan comforted her and encouraged her: "There is no crack, continue."

Mo Xiaoxian pursed her lips and tried hard with her index finger, trying to lift the teacup up, but just as soon as she tried, the holder broke and the teacup fell down, and all the water in the cup spilled on the table.

Mo Xiaoxian stared blankly at the messy tabletop, feeling a sense of boredom in his heart, wanting to smash all these things into pieces.

(End of this chapter)