"Who needs your repaynt!"
GuaGua puffed up with anger, throwing a "Super Purification" with his left hand and a "Super Healing" with his right, bombarding continuously without stop.
Mo floated buoyantly like a black fish about to die on the shore, eyes rolling back, soul topsy-turvy, not knowing where he was.
"Little GuaGua... so nice~~"
"Ouch! It really hurts! It’s so painful~~~"
The little one stumbled, turned in a circle on the spot, and collapsed face up.
With a puff, a beam of golden light pierced through its translucent flesh, and at that mont, its cheers ca to an abrupt halt.
"Eh? Why doesn’t it hurt anymore?"
"Little GuaGua, keep it up, you can’t stop!"
Mo, with a puzzled face, shakily sat up.
He looked down, his previously ragged body that looked like it had a skin disease suddenly healed, leaving him at a loss and muttering to himself:
"Did I grow again?"
"But... I haven’t saved up enough happiness yet..."
"Ah ah ah! I’m tired! I’m not fighting anymore!"
GuaGua grew even angrier; not only had he advanced in level while fighting, but he had also healed his wound. What sort of nonsense was this?
His healing skills weren’t as common as cabbage; hurling a bunch was exhausting.
And he hadn’t advanced yet, so how could that ragged thing be ahead again!
Little GuaGua, huffing with anger, hopped onto Ye Hanjun’s shoulder, refusing to pay any more attention to Mo.
Mo tilted his head, a trace of innocence only recognizable by his own people flickering through his bloodshot eyes.
"Why does Little GuaGua need to be angry?"
"Is it because I don’t know how to be polite and didn’t properly thank you?"
"I’m sorry! How about I directly open the demigod realm? Let’s find happiness together!"
Mo, eager to try, began climbing up from the hem of Ye Hanjun’s pants toward his upper body.
GuaGua, like a startled kitten, imdiately started hopscotching, not allowing him to cross the waistline boundary:
"Get down, get down!"
"Above the waist is my territory, you stay down there, behave yourself!"
"Oh oh."
Mo nodded his head, dropped the idea, and obediently followed the instructions.
Yaya is his best friend, and Ye Hanjun is his second best.
Little GuaGua, perhaps ranking third, is also very important, he should take its words to heart!
"Phew!"
GuaGua turned his head away, his good mood completely vanished.
Ye Hanjun, caught in the middle, was montarily at a loss.
However, he was also astonished by how casually Mo advanced, as if it were as easy as eating and drinking.
But on second thought, this little one had ascended to Holy Saint Embryo after devouring the Ancient Calamity Creature · Lava Mosquito Mother.
Solar Abyss, Cloud Sea, West Sea, chanic God Mountain, Realm of Desire—throughout the years of adventure, which places had been calm?
Its advancent was more naturally achieved than Lan Qixiong.
Including GuaGua, Huazhu, and Goose Immortal, who had not yet advanced, they were all on the verge of the advancing node.
Only by enduring pressure and facing life or death could they potentially bring their results forward.
"It’s okay, it’s not the first ti you’ve t Mo."
Ye Hanjun poked GuaGua’s nose and rubbed its cheek with force.
With the offer of an out, Little GuaGua grazed his clothes to show it wasn’t cross with the one on the pant leg.
"You too, why bother asking GuaGua for happiness, you could ask anyone."
Ye Hanjun extended a finger and poked Mo’s belly.
Such an act, in the past, he would only dare to think about, never daring to do it.
No matter how small Mo’s body was, the Law of Destruction sealed within could scatter one’s soul with the smallest trigger.
But, as a Saint, Ye Hanjun felt more confident.
Through their prolonged ti together, even though Mo was often befuddled, he never failed at critical monts and never hurt his allies.
This trust had been slowly established.
Ye Hanjun boldly felt Mo’s temperature, cold as well water in the shade of a tree.
Of course, he couldn’t touch it for long, or else he would increasingly feel a tingling sensation, the spiritual aspect still on alert.
"That’s it for now."
"Go and wake everyone up; arriving inexplicably in the Realm of Laziness, we still don’t know if it’s good or bad."
At Ye Hanjun’s request, GuaGua and Mu Yi went their separate ways.
Ye Liuying, Bana, as well as Huazhu and Aegifura, who were in a state of sleep, were all awakened one by one.
When it was Lan Qixiong’s turn, Yang Xiaoqi and She Xiaoxiong were successfully awoken, all lively and spirited.
Only Little Lazy Lion remained deep in slumber, showing no signs of waking no matter how much they knocked or even kicked.
"It’s finished, sleepin’ Little Lazylan, with a skin thicker than a city wall!"
"Advancing to Minor Saintly Perfection, its defensive power has also risen, Vajra Unbreakable, impervious to all hits!"
Goose Immortal, transford by GuaGua, trod on the lion’s head, hopping and skipping, but to no avail.
Mu Yi, always calm, tried enticing Little Lazy Lion with divinity.
However, Little Lazy Lion had grown accustod to the divinity of the Hanba Clan.
Deep down, not seeing them as an enemy, there was no inherent physiological instinct to face a crisis.
"Forget about xiaolan for now, Aegifura, how are you feeling?"
"?"
Aegifura, upon waking, frowned and stared at the spot where she’d been lying.
Because it happened so suddenly, her companion Magic Artifact—the Ruyi Bed—hadn’t had a chance to accommodate her form.
In the uncertain ti fra, she just lay there on the cold floor, dusty and grimy, completely undignified.
"I’m very angry!"
Aegifura emphatically nodded and spoke her mind.
Hearing this, GuaGua shrank its neck, covertly curling up into a ball.
In any case, it was to bla for this.
Speaking of responsibility, Big Tadpole took half and it took the other.
Little ili was definitely caught in the crossfire innocently; she didn’t reap any significant benefits and just had an unjust sleep—being angry was justified.
Reviews
All reviews (0)