Leng Rutong walked forward, and the right god sneaked in with Mo Xiaonuo.

Mo Xiaonuo glanced at Ni Qianlong, who had a yellow face and was hungry and thin, and a trace of unbearableness flashed through his heart. He was once a noble person, but now he has become so powerful that he can only stay in other people's homes.

Ni Qianlong looked at the woman standing in front of his bed wearing a facial scarf in surprise, and he recognized her with just a look.

"Xiao Nuo..." Ni Qianlong struggled to sit up. Leng Rutong's words just now let him know where the matter was. He wanted to tell Mo Xiao Nuo as soon as possible.

Mo Xiaonuo pulled out the dagger and put it around his neck: "Don't scream, otherwise you will kill you with one knife."

Ni Qianlong was not afraid at all. He shook his head: "Xiao Nuo, I know it's you. Listen to my explanation. Su Xin is just mine..."

"Shut up, I don't want to listen." Mo Xiaonuo interrupted him with a cold shout.

"No...I must say, Xiao Nuo, I, Ni Qianlong, have only loved one woman until now..."

"Let your dog p, dare you say that you have no idea about Leng Rutong. Now that she has saved her, wouldn't you be happy to be able to live under the same roof?"

"I admit that I used to like Leng Rutong a little, but that was just an attraction, never loved me, I just loved you... I have no idea about Leng Rutong... You just saw it, and Su Xin was just my sister..." Ni Qianlong was anxious. He was afraid that if he didn't say it, Mo Xiaonuo would interrupt himself again, so he said everything he should say.

"What?" Mo Xiaonuo was about to drink him, but suddenly he was stunned when he heard the last sentence he said: "What did you just say?"

Su Xin is his sister? How is that possible? Isn’t his sister a princess? She never knew that there was such a princess in the Kingdom of Heaven, and there was no such royal family tree.

After Ni Qianlong finished speaking, he had exhausted all his strength and fell on the bed panting, with a layer of sweat coming out of his forehead. Mo Xiaonuo Ben wanted to ask again, but seeing that he had to hold back.

"Right God, take him away." After Mo Xiaonuo said that, the Right God carried Ni Qianlong, and the two of them took Ni Qianlong away without knowing it.

In the inn in Yecheng.

Ni Qianlong's whole body was sweating due to high fever, and he was half-awakened and confused. Mo Xiaonuo could not bear it anymore. She did have the antidote, but this antidote must be used to drink the shallow spring water from the goddess palace.

Now that I am far away in Yecheng, how can I get water from the Goddess Palace?

"Don't worry, the palace master, this poison will not be hurt until it is 49 days before it will actually attack. There are ten days left to be enough for us to arrive at the goddess palace." The right god comforted Mo Xiaonuo.

Mo Xiaonuo gritted his teeth and glared at him: "Why didn't you say you must have shallow spring water when I gave me poison!"

The right god lowered his head and knelt down and admitted his mistake: "Because the nine thousand years old made the palace master sad, we..."

Mo Xiaonuo angrily rebuked: "Is it my own way to take action, don't I know how to take revenge if the person who hurt me is still there? I don't want to have another second time."

The Right God shook his head repeatedly: "I dare not, I dare not, please punish the palace master."

"You should be punished. You should use your light skills to rush back to the goddess palace with Ni Qianlong on your back." Mo Xiaonuo glanced at Ni Qianlong, who was confused. Such Ni Qianlong did not have the usual high spirits.

Seeing him like this, she did not have the pleasure she looked like, but instead felt heavy in her heart. Sometimes when she hurts others, she would also be hurt.

"But... if my subordinates leave, who will protect the palace lord?" The right god's eyes flashed with disagreement. How could he throw the palace lord down for Ni Qianlong?

"I will ask someone from the Blood Killing Sect to escort me. Don't worry, my life is more important than anyone else." Mo Xiaonuo glanced at Ni Qianlong again: "Take it away."

Although the Right God did not agree with this, the palace master's order was to not disobey, so he took Ni Qianlong and wanted to leave. However, Ni Qianlong, who was half-awake, suddenly grabbed Mo Xiaonuo's hand when he left, and said in a dream, as if he was awake and muttering: "I won't leave, Nuoer, don't abandon me."

Mo Xiaonuo's mouth twitched: "Who abandoned you and took you to the antidote? Do you want to die by my side?"

However, Ni Qianlong still held her hand tightly, and Mo Xiaonuo felt the pain and frowned. The temperature on his hand was already high, and he was sweating after such a grip.

Mo Xiaonuo reached out to take his hand, but who knew that this weak, weak and sick guy had his hands like an iron hoop and could not be opened.

"Let go..." Mo Xiaonuo stomped his feet in a hurry. How could he be so strong?

Seeing this, the Right God had to put Ni Qianlong back on the bed and sighed: "Parent Lord, it seems that Jiu Qiansui is unwilling to leave you."

"Idiot!" Mo Xiaonuo shook his hand, but still couldn't get rid of it, and he was so anxious that he started scolding people. "In a few days, you will be a dead body. Do you want to turn it into a dead body or live a better life?"

She didn't care whether Ni Qianlong could hear it or not, but felt that he should be conscious now, otherwise he wouldn't have caught him so clearly and did not want to leave.

"Take you to heal, but you are not thrown into the refugee camp again. You are afraid of being thrown away once?" Mo Xiaonuo continued to pull away his iron palm while nagging.

The right god couldn't stand watching it anymore. Is the big palm of a sick person so hard to snatch? "Prince, why don't I try it."

Mo Xiaonuo nodded: "Okay, come on."

The right god walked over and slid hard, and three black lines fell out of his forehead. Why is this force so strong that it doesn't move at all...

Mo Xiaonuo gave the right god a blank look: "Go as you go."

The right god had no face to face, so he could only lower his head and hide aside. The little slave couldn't bear to see it anymore, so he walked up angrily: "It's true that Jiu Qiansui is. How could the young lady be so tender and tender, so how could he be grabbed by him like this? I wonder what it hurts now."

After Xiaonu said this, Mo Xiaonuo obviously felt the strength in his hand relaxed a little. Mo Xiaonuo winked at Xiaonu and asked her to curse again.

"I don't know what traces this tender skin will leave. Miss, just cry if you feel pain." The little slave continued with heartache.

"Oh, it hurts so much. This idiot wants to break my hand." Mo Xiaonuo was already caught in pain.

The little slave took out his handkerchief and wiped her tears: "Miss, you see that you are so painful that tears come out. Jiu Qiansui really doesn't feel sorry for you. Even if he gets sick like this, he will torture you."

Mo Xiaonuo obviously felt that the force on her hands was looser a little bit again. She quickly pulled it hard and grabbed her thin wrist back. When she saw that the slender hand was indeed red, she really wanted to slap Ni Qianlong a few times.

"Take it away..." Mo Xiaonuo quickly winked at the right god, and he took several steps back, so that he would not let Ni Qianlong suddenly return to capture him again.

Ni Qianlong did not reach out his hand this time, but suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Mo Xiaonuo with extreme grief. The ink-and-wash eyebrows and blue-and-white eyebrows were extremely complicated. Mo Xiaonuo could not understand it, but his heart was sucked hard.

"Whatever you are glaring, I said it was not to abandon you, but to take you to detoxify!" Mo Xiaonuo clenched his fists, and the damn glance made her feel restless.

The Right God did not notice her emotions, but thought she would urge her again, and quickly left the inn, jumped up, and the figure reached the roof opposite, and soon there was no small spot.

Mo Xiaonuo stood in front of the window and sighed: "Why does Ni Qianlong seem to be afraid of being abandoned? Isn't he a person who has always been pampered?" That sad look almost made her sore heartbroken.

Seeing her muttering to herself, the little slave hurriedly stepped forward to comfort her: "Miss, you don't have to worry, the right god will definitely find a way to solve the son-in-law."

Mo Xiaonuo curled his lips: "I'm not worried." She took a bag of gold from her waist: "You take this bag of gold to find the people from the Blood Killing Sect, and ask them to send a few masters to escort me back to the Imperial City of the Imperial Kingdom of Nitian."

When Mo Xiaonuo returned to the Goddess Palace, Ni Qianlong had been detoxified, but was locked in the confinement room by the Right God. Mo Xiaonuo knew that the Right God was out of protection for the Goddess Palace.

The Goddess Palace stipulates that anyone who has been to the Goddess Palace will automatically join the Goddess Palace and wait for all the orders of the palace master. However, Ni Qianlong's identity is different, and he doesn't know what to do, so he locked Ni Qianlong in a confinement room.

Ni Qianlong still doesn’t know where his people are. The so-called confinement room is actually a cave that cannot be entered and exited freely. There are organic doors at the entrance of the cave, and there are actually flowers in full bloom, which are clean and comfortable.

Ni Qianlong looked out from the small hole in the cave and saw only layers of mountains covered with clouds and mist.

Every day, he sat in front of Xiao Kong and looked at the mountains in the distance and thought about Mo Xiaonuo. When would she come? Where would this be Mo Xiaonuo? Why did she have such a place? Where did those left and right gods come from?

A series of problems made him feel overwhelmed. He was afraid of Mo Xiaonuo's other identities, afraid that he could no longer control her, and afraid that he would not be able to keep her.

Although he was locked up, Ni Qianlong's mood was extremely calm, and he was the only one who was in panic in his heart every day.

Even the Right God felt that this was a little wrong. How could Jiu Qiansui be so locked up? He did not make any noise or make trouble at all for the return of the meal, nor did he be arrogant.

When Mo Xiaonuo came back, the right god immediately reported the situation. Mo Xiaonuo nodded and called someone to bring Ni Qianlong.

Mo Xiaonuo sat on the palace master's soft golden couch, looking down at everything she had. Two rows of handsome men in white and blue shirts stood respectfully below. In front of the couch was a handsome man pinching her heels. The past few days of traveling drove her so hard that her muscles and bones were almost disconnected.

When Ni Qianlong was brought, he was still very calm. When he raised his eyes and looked at the handsome man in front of her couch, he immediately jumped up: "Who is that? Get out of here, I will get out of my wife, which is your turn to touch me!"

Mo Xiaonuo's mouth twitched: "Ni Qianlong, there is nothing like nine thousand years old here. This is my territory of Mo Xiaonuo. Be calm and don't clamor, otherwise you will stay here as a slave for the rest of your life."

After Mo Xiaonuo said that, he opened his mouth and took the grapes handed by the handsome man. He said that eating grapes when he was pregnant was good. It would make Ni Qianlong eat turtles. Mo Xiaonuo was full of joy. Humph, the feng shui changed, and he was not even p in her territory now.

No, it should be a p. You can still put it when you are fine.

"Nuoer..." Ni Qianlong called out a quick step and rushed to the couch, kicking the handsome man away: "Who asked him to serve him?"

Mo Xiaonuo raised his eyebrows and looked at him: "He won't serve you, come?"

Ni Qianlong looked back at the two handsome men's teams with nearly a hundred people, and gritted his teeth: "I'll do it!"

"Then come on, my feet are so sore, rub them for an hour." A trace of playfulness flashed through Mo Xiaonuo's eyes. The arrogant Ni Qianlong changed his environment and wanted to pretend to be a grandson. (Sister, he often pretended to be a grandson when he was on it.)

Ni Qianlong raised his head and showed a charming smile: "Well, it is my honor to serve Nuoer."

Mo Xiaonuo almost spit out a mouthful of tea. Ni Qianlong's leg was so bloody... Why didn't you know that his leg was so awesome?

It is indeed a rare talent in all aspects.

"You are not serving me, you are serving the child in my belly..." Mo Xiaonuo said something.

"Even if there is no child, I will serve you." Ni Qianlong continued to have a bad job. Finally, Mo Xiaonuo was willing to treat him and Yan Yi, so he didn't dare to mess with her again.

"That's the same. You are now on my territory. I am the biggest in my territory. You can do whatever you want. Remember to come to bed tonight, I want to be on it." Mo Xiaonuo snorted coldly.

Ni Qianlong's hands are very strong, and it feels quite comfortable to press them... "I really don't want you to serve others for a while..."

"When I was a child, I would naturally know it." Ni Qianlong replied to her lightly: "But I have never done this for bedtime, I just don't know if it can satisfy you."

Mo Xiaonuo was still behaved when he got the cheaper: "If you don't satisfy me when you serve the bed, I will change people at any time. If you see the group of handsome men below, I can choose whatever I want."

She must let Ni Qianlong know how powerful her backstage is, hum.

A trace of ruthlessness flashed through Ni Qianlong's eyes, and sooner or later they would destroy all of these people. Mo Xiaonuo could only be him alone.

"Nuoer, it's unfair. You are the only one by me, but you have so many handsome men." Ni Qianlong said innocently.

"Bah, there are so many maids in your house who are not women? Your Su Xin is not a woman, and you can still hold her to warm your bed." Mo Xiaonuo brought up any pot without opening any pot.

Ni Qianlong sat on the couch, put her feet on her thighs and pressed them carefully, and said earnestly: "Su Xin is really my sister."

"Nonsense, I've never heard of such a princess."

Ni Qianlong stopped the work in his hand, glanced at Mo Xiaonuo, and then looked at the many people under the bed, which was a shameful thing. How could he say it in front of so many people, "Anyway, she is my sister, and there is nothing innocence. I gave it to you for the first time."

Mo Xiaonuo sat up in shock and looked at him curiously: "Is this your first time eating love poison?"

When Mo Xiaonuo stared at him, a hint of blush appeared on Ni Qianlong's face. He picked her up and sat in his arms and said in a very low voice: "Of course yes, I have never touched any of the three princesses in the mansion, let alone the brothel. The things that have been preserved for so long have been occupied by you with poison. You said I am angry, but I can't kill them."
To be continued...