Waste materials against the sky: the emperor's only favorite daughter-in-law

Chapter 417 The sky is angry

"En." Hearing Mo Jiuxie's serious question, Nangong Zhuangzhi felt infinitely terrified, but he had no choice but to answer in the terrified, and finally he could only muster up the courage to answer this short voice.

Seeing this, Mo Jiuxie slowly opened his pair of red pupils, and fixed his gaze like a sharp sword on him.

Seeing Mo Jiuxie looking at him with such eyes, Nangong Zhuangzhi couldn't help but his legs went limp, and he knelt down on the ground as he bent down.

"The thing that asked you to steal the token last time went wrong, and now you are so self-assertive to ruin the good deeds of the deity, tell me, how should the deity deal with you."

Mo Jiuxie's voice was very cold, but this cold voice just formed a sharp contrast with the scalding hot spring water around him.

Nangong Zhuangzhi knew that Mo Jiuxie had a hard time keeping sympathy in doing things. At this time, he asked him to say how to deal with him, which was even more terrifying than Mo Jiuxie directly dealing with him.

This issue of disposal can be minor or serious. This is due to personal reasons. Nangong Zhuangzhi definitely hopes that Mo Jiuxie can be punished lightly. However, looking at Mo Jiuxie's momentum at the moment, it should be impossible. It was light, but he was also afraid of seriousness. He couldn't figure out what Mo Jiuxie was thinking at all.

"I... I will listen to Hou Mojun." After some entanglement, Nangong Zhuangzhi finally had no choice but to bite the bullet and speak, but there was no answer.

However, there was no change on Mo Jiuxie's face when he said these words, but the tone he spoke again was even more terrifying. Apart from being cold, there was also an unbearable anger in that voice; "Are you deaf? This deity asks you something!"

The pressing of these words directly made Nangong Zhi's legs go weak, and his voice trembled even more.

"I'm guilty. I just want to stand on the saddle for you, the Demon Lord. I will blow myself up as soon as this battle is over." After a lot of helpless thinking, I can only speak out with the determination to die.

As soon as these words came out, Mo Jiuxie sneered, and the next sentence was like a bolt from the blue, hitting him on the head: "Before the saddle and behind the horse? Are you worthy? You can blow yourself up, and the deity will not be dirty." hand."

At any rate, Nangong Zhuangzhi was also a demon venerable back then, and all of that was arranged by Mo Jiuxie long ago. He had sat in the demon lord's seat before, but he had always obeyed him. If Mo Jiuxie hadn't Jiuxie, he, Nangong Zhuangzhi, is nothing.

And this Nangong Zhuangzhi's mind is not so sincere, he has too many plans of his own in his heart, Mo Jiuxie sees this too clearly, that's why Mo Jiuxie can't tolerate him, a person who is not sincere, even The beasts around him are not worthy.

As soon as Mo Jiuxie said this, Nangong Zhuangzhi collapsed on the ground, his whole body trembling, his eyes full of vicissitudes of life were full of despair, the matter had come to an end, and he could only face it like this.

"Yes!"

He slowly got up from the ground with difficulty, ready to gather energy all over his body, but was interrupted by Mo Jiuxie's words, "Get rid of the magic table, don't stain the eyes of this deity."

I thought that Mo Jiuxie changed his mind when he opened his mouth, but he didn't expect Mo Jiuxie's words to be even more decisive.

"Yes!"

He had no choice but to turn around and walk towards the Demon Elimination Platform. The journey to the Demon Elimination Platform was not long, but it was extremely difficult for Nangong Zhuangzhi.

Even though Nangong Zhuangzhi had too much fear, too much reluctance, and too much dissatisfaction in his heart, it could only be judged in this way.

For 500 years, he has been Mo Jiuxie's pawn, even if he wanted to get rid of it, it would be a dream, and it ended up like this.

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In the entire God Realm, whether it is the Zangshu Pavilion on Dongji Mountain or Gu Xinhai’s Leyou Mountain, the two of them have been soaking in the sea of ​​books for two full days. If they can’t find a way to remove the poison in Jun Lintian’s body, then Jun Lintian will not There will be a way out again.

What is collected in this library is that since the creation of the world, all the precious books, precious documents and ancient books in the six worlds are almost all here. Only the God Realm has such a right to obtain such unique things.

It was because there were too many books in the Book Collection Pavilion, so even though they never stopped what they were doing for two full days, there were still more than half of the books that they hadn't read.

One day, only the last day...

An Mujin closed the fairy book in her hand, sighed decadently, and put the book back on the shelf, her eyes were weak, and her eyes slowly fell out of the window.

An Mujin remembered that the entire Zangshu Pavilion happened to be located on the westernmost side of Dongji Mountain. On weekdays, the setting sun shone in through the window and just fell on the jade plum in front of the window. Without him, the sky turned gray, and invisible pressure hit An Mujin.

An Mujin couldn't help frowning and sighed deeply. The books in this bookstore are like a vast ocean. They are desperately looking for the only way to detoxify.

At this moment, Gu Xinhai has been with An Muzhen for two days without closing his eyes and resting, and he has not even entered the immortal food. An Muzhen has been here after the battle with Mo Jiuxie, and he has not given himself time to heal and practice in time. He is already exhausted at this moment.

Seeing that Gu Xinhai was still flipping through the books, An Muzhen's heart was extremely complicated.

An Mujin felt very helpless, there was no solution for this right now, such hope was too slim, and she knew very well in her heart that it was getting late, and the fastest way to save Jun Lintian was only the one... …

An Mujin didn't think any more, she deeply understood that Jun Lintian couldn't die!
Jun Lintian couldn't die, not only because of her, but also because of this God Realm and even the world!

An Mujin's eyes were empty, and she walked out of the library slowly with light steps. Maybe it's time for her to give up and give up this slim hope.

The sky in the God Realm is always blue, because they are in the God Realm, they are above the clouds, but what An Mujin looked up to see was an endless gray.

Such a gray sky is like layers of thick quilts being pressed down without any gaps. The cold wind blows in gusts, and it hurts to hang on An Mujin's face. , and the thick clouds cannot be blown away.

An Mujin's eyes were empty and her expression was indifferent. What's going on?
With doubts in his heart, An Muzhen raised his head and looked at the chilling sky. The heavy sky slowly fell small snowflakes. An Muzhen sneered silently, and stretched out his hand to catch the falling snowflakes in the palm of his hand.

The cold snowflakes instantly melted in An Mujin's palm, and she could clearly feel the temperature of the snowflakes. Compared with the coldness in her heart at the moment, the snowflakes were extraordinarily warm.

Maybe it has already shocked the heavens, and the heavens are angry?Still sad?

No matter what, it can't change the current result. An Muzhen has made up her mind that only this last method can make up for everything in front of her.

(End of this chapter)