Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag

Suddenly black smoke billowed out of the book!

"Be careful!" Mo Xu hastily stretched out his hand, subconsciously holding Gu Mingen in his arms.

He pulled her back two steps, and the book immediately fell to the ground.

Gu Mingen huddled in his arms, blinking her big eyes curiously.

I saw that the black mist soared into the air, and suddenly a picture appeared.

In the black mist, two people confront each other.

A goddess in white silver armor held a long sword and pointed at the heart of a demon in red.

Mo Xu and Gu Mingen were startled at the same time.

Those two people are their faces!

In the black mist, the Goddess Fairy's eyes were filled with pain, and her tone was a little choked—

"Mo Xu, the last thing I want to see is today."

But the Mozun standing opposite her, his face was no longer as calm as before.

Instead, it is full of killing desire, wantonness and arrogance.

Facing the immortal Leng Jian, he only had thin lips and a flirtatious smile.

"I'd be very happy if you came to see me off for the last time."

As he spoke, he opened his arms and walked towards the fairy.

The long sword pierced through his shoulder!

The goddess shouted: "Mo Xu! Don't come here!"

However, Mo Xu walked more steadily step by step until he hugged her tightly.

"Long time no see, how are you doing?" He asked in her ear.

The goddess trembled all over, tears streaming down like rain.

She almost cried and asked: "Why do you want to fall into the devil? It's so difficult for you to become a god. Why did you kill so many people? Why... Mo Xu..."

Mo Xu lowered his eyebrows and smiled: "These are not important, but I don't regret it."

"Xiao En, it's a pity to meet you again in this way, but it's enough."

"I can tell you personally, I miss you very much."

The divine sword that penetrated his body dripped blood slowly, staining the white snow on the ground red.

In the black mist, the body of the demon king in red turned into drops of flame, and went away with the wind.

The goddess desperately reached out to grab it, but in the end she just fell down in the snow.

Her bitter cry lingered in Gu Mingen's ears.

The black mist dissipated, but Gu Mingen and Mo Xu didn't recover for a long time.

"Mo Xu..." She spoke softly, raising her eyes worriedly: "Is that you just now?"

Complicated waves surged in Mo Xu's eyes, he pressed his thin lips tightly, and his throat rolled up and down.

After a while, he said in a hoarse voice, "Definitely not."

After speaking, he emphasized again—

"I will not fall into the devil."

Not to mention making her cry so sadly.

Gu Mingen held his hand nervously: "That's right! You worked so hard, this thing won't happen, it's all nonsense in this book!"

She let go of his hand, ran over, and stepped on the book.

Finally, the little foot kicked angrily and kicked the book into the corner.

"It's okay, I kicked it away." Standing on tiptoe, she tried her best to touch Mo Xu's head to comfort him.

However, due to his limited height, the little guy finally had to pat him on the shoulder.

Mo Xu came back to his senses, and smiled lightly.

Gu Mingen took his hand: "From today on, I will accompany you, cultivate seriously, and be a great immortal!"

Mo Xu looked at her, smiled faintly, hooked her little finger with his backhand, and hooked her.

"I promise you, Xiaoen."

"Huh? If that's the case, I'll call you Xu Xuba too!"

The two looked at each other and smiled, held hands again, and left the meditation hall.

What Gu Mingen didn't know was that Mo Xu's eyes were dark and cold.

Even if it was his future fate just now, he decided from this moment to erase these fateful arrangements with his own hands.

He didn't want her to cry so sadly.