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The highest class is naturally the upper god, and the lowest class is the soaring ascension of mortal ascetics or the demon immortals who have been cultivated by demons.

But Immortal Hejiang has been immortal for a million years. It can be said that he is standing on the third floor of the pyramid. His mana is so strong that he is almost a rare opponent in the fairy world. He will be killed and even the immortal soul cannot escape. No wonder Xi Yang showed such a look.

Thinking of the faint smell of blood she smelled on Mo Li just now, Jiujiu frowned involuntarily, but chose not to say anything.

Regardless of whether Mo Li killed Immortal Hejiang or not, Jiujiu decided to let this matter rot in his stomach.

After Xi Rang returned to his palace with Jiujiu in his arms, he began to walk out of the gate without leaving the second door.

Although he is the only son of the fairy mother, he is still young after all. If someone really wants to kill the fairy elder, he will also deliver food when he goes.

What makes Jiujiu helpless is that Xi Yang is trapped here and cannot go out, but she is not allowed to go out.

Jiujiu sat on the small couch next to the bed, while dangling her two thin legs, while thinking about it.

Last time Mo Li managed to talk to her, but she broke her promise, Jiujiu felt that if she went to look for Mo Li again, Mo Li would already ignore her.

Jiujiu felt melancholy for a moment.

The death of Immortal Hejiang cast a layer of black mist on the originally peaceful fairyland.

The fairy mother sent countless people to look for it, but they all returned in vain.

Two hundred years had passed since then, and only Immortal Hejiang had died. Over time, everyone buried this matter in their hearts with a tacit understanding.

And Xi Yang became busy again.

Jiujiu finally had time to find Mo Li.

Having not come out for two hundred years, Jiujiu felt a little nervous when she pushed open the door of Moli's palace again.

Jiujiu was even thinking about what she would do if Mo Li slapped her out, when the door was opened from the inside.

Today's Moli is not wearing a white robe like in the past.

The pure white robe seemed to be cut out by the moonlight, and the cuffs were embroidered with golden dark patterns, which set off Mo Li's majestic face even more, and his temperament was even more outstanding.

Jiujiu glanced at Mo Li anxiously, and whispered, "Mo Li, I'm sorry."

try{mad1('gad2;} h(ex){} "I know." Mo Li said.

To Jiujiu's amazement, Mo Li's voice was as crisp as a pearl, deep and magnetic, and it was even more pleasant to hear.

Jiujiu blinked her eyes, looked at Mo Li fixedly, blinked her eyes in doubt: "Are you the voice?"

Mo Li lowered his eyes, his dark eyelashes swayed slightly, casting a blue shadow under his eyes, and said softly, "Why are you looking for me?"

Although the tone was still cold, it was much better than throwing her to the ground before, Jiujiu quickly replied: "I like you."

Jiujiu has always felt that liking means liking, and there is nothing to be procrastinated about not answering.

It's just that she didn't expect her to say this word of liking, and Mo Li's complexion became ugly.

In just an instant, bruises appeared on her face, and Jiujiu hurriedly walked up to Mo Li, but before she could reach Mo Li, Mo Li's slender jade-like fingers instantly turned into a pitch-black stone.

Mo Li waved his hand.

Jiujiu was instantly ejected from the house.

But even though she was thrown out with great force, after she landed, she didn't feel too uncomfortable except that her butt might hurt a little.

Just thinking of Mo Li's palm that suddenly turned into stone just now, Jiujiu frowned instantly.

After standing outside the door and waiting for a while, after confirming that she couldn't get in, Jiujiu left with her head bowed and her wings bowed.

Inside the house, Mo Li looked at his palm which was still a stone, and his face was extremely ugly.

Sure enough, He Jiang's immortal soul can only repair his voice, if it is to restore all of them, I am afraid that more immortal souls will be needed.

Mo Li raised his hand to touch his chest, even though he could hear the pounding heartbeat, but Mo Li knew that there was already nothing there.

His heart was given away very early on.

And that person, he doesn't remember.

I just vaguely feel that her name is Jiujiu.

When Jiujiu returned to the palace, Xi Yang hadn't come back yet, and the palace was empty, except for her, who was the fairy servant.

Jiujiu jumped on the ground, trotted up to a fairy servant, and asked, "How long have you been here?"

The Immortal Attendant quickly knelt down to salute, and replied with a look of fear: "Return to Immortal Chief, I have been here for a hundred thousand years."

"One hundred thousand years?" Wouldn't that be longer than Jiu Niang's life?

try{mad1('gad2;} h(ex){} Jiujiu rolled his eyes, circled around this fairy servant, and then asked: "Then do you know Moli Shangshen?"

The Immortal Attendant was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect that Jiujiu came to him to ask Moli Shangshen, after a moment of stunned, he replied in a low voice: "Return to Immortal Chief, I only know a few things."

Jiujiu raised her hand and touched her round chin: "Finally, you know as much as you know, what do you know?"

"Returning to the Immortal Elder, Moli Shangshen lived the same life as the Immortal Mother, it is said."

"What is it said?"

"It is said that Mo Li's immortal body is a stubborn stone."

"Stubborn stone?"

"Yes." The Immortal Attendant knew that Jiujiu liked to look for Mo Li, so he said in a low voice: "Mo Li's immortal body is a stubborn stone, so it is rumored that he has no feelings."

Jiujiu: "..."

"No emotion?"

"Yes, moreover, it is said that Moli High God cannot speak."

Jiujiu: "..."

Just at this moment, Xi Rang's voice came from behind: "What are you talking about?"

Jiujiu's face was slightly stagnant, she lowered her eyes, and when she raised her eyes again, there was a sweet smile on the corner of her mouth, she ran to Xi Rang, hugged Xi Rang's arm, and said with a smile: "He said that Mo Li Shangshen can't speak. .”

Xi Rang bent down to pick up Jiujiu, and while walking towards the inner hall, said softly, "He can't speak."

After Xi Rang finished speaking, he suddenly looked at Jiujiu, and said doubtfully, "Since you went to find him?"

For some reason, Mo Li of Xiyang Corps was somewhat hostile.

Seeing that Xi Rang was a little unhappy, Jiujiu quickly hugged Xi Rang's neck, and said with a smile, "He kicked me out."

When Xi Rang heard that Mo Li drove Jiujiu out, a slight smile appeared on his face, he raised his head and rubbed Jiujiu's hair lightly, and said in a low voice, "Now you know that I treat you well."

Jiujiu pursed her lips and nodded.

Seeing that Jiujiu is so well-behaved, Xi Yang put on a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Jiujiu lowered her eyes, feeling a bad premonition faintly in her heart.

Sure enough, when she went to look for Mo Li the next day, she couldn't get in again.

Mo Li's palace was enchanted by Mo Li, it was clearly close in front of his eyes, but it was so far away.

Jiujiu went there for several days in a row, until Xiyang was about to retreat, she went back to guard Xiyang, and never went to Moli again.