Demon Lord Always Think Father is More Valuable Than Son [MTL]

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The sterile chat ended, and the two stood facing each other, neither of them speaking.

Zhili was thinking about how to send this plague god away decently, when he suddenly heard Xie Chen say: "Let's go."

It's so nice not to have to think of words yourself! Zhili cheered inwardly and led the way diligently: "I will see you off, Your Majesty."

Xie Chen glanced at her and walked out.

Zhili hurriedly caught up and couldn't help but show off to him as he walked: "This is a martial arts training ground. Disciples practice swords here on weekdays. Did you see the persimmon tree next to it? Many persimmons are hung every autumn. The red ones are really beautiful. There are not many Bigu disciples in the sect. They are always greedy and pick them secretly. So there are not a few left now, but no one will steal them in the future. Your Majesty, come over when the time comes and I will pick the persimmons for you. eat."

"This is a water mill, and that is a small bridge. Even though our sect is not famous, it has very complete facilities. Moreover, the flowers bloom and fall naturally in the four seasons. We don't need spiritual power to force it to maintain a certain comfortable value. It is better than those of the great immortals." The door has more flavor."

"Look, Your Majesty! There is a crane over there. It's called Wan Lao'er. It comes to the mountain every evening to look for food. This kind of crane is the most delicate and difficult to raise. Many sects that specialize in raising spiritual beasts may not be able to raise them well. I Isn't it great that you can have one without spending any money or trouble?"

The more Zhili talked, the happier he became, and he could already see his bright future while talking——

All the troubled classmates left, and she was the only one left in the huge mountain gate. As a practitioner in the Qi refining stage, as long as she didn't seek death or seek excitement, she could live to the age of eighty without any illness or disaster.

Can you be unhappy?

She was chirping all the way. When passing by her residence, Xie Chen suddenly stopped: "Have you brought the Qiankun bag?"

"No, it's in the house." Zhili replied.

Xie Chen: "Go get it."

"Okay." Zhili agreed and walked to the bedroom. After taking two steps, he realized something was wrong and quickly turned back, "Why are you bringing the Qiankun bag?"

"You are just a Qi practitioner, so you don't need luggage when you go out?" Xie Chen asked back.

Zhili was stunned for a moment: "Why should I go out?"

"Go to Qianling Mountain."

"Who is going?"

Xie Chen: "You and me."

Zhili: "Where are you and I going?"

Xie Chen: "Qianling Mountain."

Zhili: "..."

After a brief silence, Xie Chen raised the corners of his lips happily: "Any more questions?"

"...Yes," Zhili's mouth twitched, "Why should I go to Qianling Mountain?"

"Come with me to get something." Xie Chen replied.

Zhili: "You can't get it yourself?"

"cannot."

Zhili: "Why!"

"You are useful to me." Xie Chen replied coldly. Why he felt irritable after she left, why he couldn't bear to come back, and why he had to take her with him. This was a question that had been circulating in his mind all night. The answer suddenly came to him at this moment.