First Summoner

Chapter 1186: Battle of the Heavenly World (4)

"How did you get promoted to a god by the Three Thousand World Gods?" Yu Changying looked at Mo Jing gently.

Mo Jing was about to answer, but he saw such a gentle smile on her face, and his whole body trembled. He covered his mouth and coughed lightly, his face became extremely serious and said: "I know the Three Thousand World Gods."

know?

Isn't this a disguised admission that he got something through the back door?

Mo Jing didn't think too much about it, because he felt that if he hadn't met Ayun, he probably wouldn't have become the undefeated god of war in the Three Thousand Worlds, let alone become one of the gods bestowed in the Heaven Beyond Heaven.

Yu Changying raised her eyebrows slightly.

Mo Jing walked silently to Xiao Zechuan's side, and then asked Xiao Zechuan to separate him and Yu Changying.

He really wanted to say: Don’t love me, it will be fruitless.

However, if she said this, it would probably hurt her self-esteem.

Yu Changying and Xiao Zechuan naturally noticed his actions.

Xiao Zechuan immediately looked at Yu Changying with a teasing look, and said with a smile: "Some people actually avoid you like the plague."

Yu Changying: "..." She could also see that Mo Jing thought she liked him.

Is her charm so bad? Is he so evasive?

"Brother Mo Jing..." She had bad intentions at the moment and called him on purpose.

Mo Jing got goosebumps all over his body. He looked at Yu Changying as if he was facing a great enemy, then quickly retreated ten steps at lightning speed, hugging himself with both hands.

It was as if Yu Changying was a flower thief.

The smile on Yu Changying's lips froze and twitched slightly.

It was the first time that Xiao Zechuan saw Yu Changying so humiliated, and he couldn't help laughing.

"Am I that scary?!" Yu Changying took a deep breath and stared at Mo Jing.

Mo Jing was stunned for a moment.

"Uh... probably not."

"Then why are you so afraid of me?"

"Uh..." Mo Jing hesitated. He couldn't say that he was afraid she would like his body, so he laughed dryly twice.

"I'm not afraid of you. I just had a twitch intermittently. I...well, I'm sick."

When he said the last sentence, his expression became extremely serious.

Yu Changying: "..."

"You seem to be afraid of women?" Xiao Zechuan noticed something.

Mo Jing sighed softly, "I'm not afraid of women, I'm afraid of women chasing me."

If someone else said this, it would seem ordinary and confident, but Mo Jing said it sincerely, as if he really had this worry.

Yu Changying looked at Mo Jing a few more times.

Mo Jing was wearing a slim-fitting black suit. He was tall and straight, with broad shoulders, a narrow waist, long legs, and almost perfect body proportions. He had superior bone structure, was handsome and charming, and there was a light brown teardrop mole under the corner of his eye, which made him look a little cold and indifferent.

But his warm and sunny personality alleviated the sense of alienation and inaccessibility.

It also invisibly blurred his image as a handsome guy.

Such a man can indeed win the hearts of many women.

In fact, they didn't know that it was Mo Jing's innate pure yang constitution that attracted more peach blossoms.

Seeing this, Yu Changying stopped teasing him and said, "I don't have that kind of intention towards you. Besides, I already have a Taoist partner."

"You have a Taoist partner?" Mo Jing relaxed instantly. He laughed a few times and bowed to Yu Changying. "Congratulations."

Yu Changying: “…Thank you.”

The three of them chatted casually as they walked.

Since the three of them were newly promoted gods and were not familiar with the situation in Tianwai Tian, they did not realize that they were from different time and space.

When they arrived at a place of miracles, they met the fourth person.

They noticed the movement and looked in the direction of the sound.

A red figure appeared on the stone bridge.

The red figure seemed to sense something and turned around casually.

His black hair was like a waterfall, his eyebrows were picturesque, his face was charming, but his eyes did not smile at all. He was wearing a flamboyant, loose red robe with an open collar, revealing his delicate white collarbone.

A hint of surprise flashed in Yu Changying's eyes.

This guy is good looking too.

Xiao Zechuan stared at the man vigilantly, but the next moment Mo Jing beside him shouted.

"Sao Qiu!"

"Where are you calling the soul?" When Yu Qiu saw Mo Jing, a hint of smile appeared in his originally cold eyes.

His eyes swept over Xiao Zechuan and Yu Changying, and he let out a light sigh.

Without asking, you know that these two people are Dasha's new friends.

Mo Jing walked over to Yu Qiu in high spirits and patted him on the shoulder without hesitation. Then he turned to Yu Changying and Xiao Zechuan and introduced him, "Come, come, let me introduce you. This is one of the Gods of our Three Thousand Worlds, Yu Qiu!"

Yu Qiu's shoulders couldn't help but shake after being slapped by Mo Jing several times, but the smile on his face became even brighter.

The curve of his mouth became deeper and deeper, and then, without any warning, he stretched out his hand, went around Mo Jing's body, and like a flexible snake, locked Mo Jing's throat tightly with his arm.

He looked at Yu Changying and the other person without changing his expression, "Hello, my name is Yu Qiu."

Mo Jing's face turned red from holding it in.

He suddenly raised his elbow and stabbed Yu Qiu in the chest.

Yu Qiu had noticed it early and dodged the attack.

Mo Jing touched his neck, took a deep breath, and then without warning summoned a big knife and slashed towards Yu Qiu!

An iron fan appeared in Yu Qiu's hand.

With a clang, he blocked it with his iron fan.

Yu Changying and Xiao Zechuan: "?" Why did these two start fighting?

Yu Qiu kicked Mo Jing twice, leaving two shoe prints on his clothes.

Mo Jing slashed Yu Qiu with the back of his knife, causing him to frown slightly in pain.

After three rounds.

Yu Qiu put away the iron fan, slowly shook his head and said to Mo Jing: "You are already a god from the outer world, please be more mature."

Mo Jing was speechless: "Who has such a strong desire for revenge?"

Yu Qiu smiled and said, "Did you hit me hard on purpose just now?"

Hearing this, Mo Jing looked away guiltily.

"no!"

At the same time, another person broke into the land of miracles.

"Gouchuan, Yu Bingren!" An excited voice came.

Following the sound, I saw the red-haired boy with a surprised smile on his face at meeting again, and he hurried over while waving his hand.

"Red hair? Pretty cool." Mo Jing crossed his arms and said to Yu Qiu beside him.

Yu Qiu curled his lips and smiled, "In modern times, I have dyed my hair red, blonde, and gray."

When Mo Jing heard this, he said sourly, "Did you bring back hair dye? I want one too."

Yu Qiu looked at him.

"You're suitable for shit color."

"Stone color? What color is that?" Mo Jing didn't hear clearly.

Yu Qiu said, "The color of poop."

"Sao Qiu, are you disgusting?!" Mo Jing felt a chill and said speechlessly.

He really wanted to kick Sao Qiu away for a thousand miles, thinking of all the stupid things he had done in modern times... and how they kept laughing at him after he came back.

What he couldn't stand the most was that he actually called A Yin "Brother Yin" for two hundred yuan.

After Ayin regained his memory, he laughed at him for three whole months.

"Who are they?" Zhuge Youlin had already come to Yu Changying and Xiao Zechuan, and saw Yu Qiu and Mo Jing.

Xiao Zechuan explained: "Two endowed gods from the Three Thousand Worlds."

"Oh, let's go then." Zhuge Youlin was not interested in them.

Just as Xiao Zechuan was about to say something, he saw Mo Jing approaching. He looked at Zhuge Youlin's red hair and couldn't help but ask, "Brother, is your hair color natural? Or did you dye it?"

Zhuge Youlin frowned slightly, "It's natural."

Mo Jing gave a thumbs up. "How cool! Your hair looks like flames, so pretty!"

Zhuge Youlin's brows relaxed, and the corners of his lips were tightly closed. He confidently put his hands on his hips and raised his head slightly.

"Of course!"

Mo Jing sighed, "I wish I had red hair like this."

"Hair color is natural. Black hair looks good too." Zhuge Youlin looked at him.

Mo Jing smiled and said nothing. "By the way, brother, what's your name?"

Zhuge Youlin said proudly: "Young Master Zhuge Youlin!"

Mo Jing was slightly stunned. "So your last name is Master Zhuge."