Tiangong Creation Beast

Chapter 966 The room is empty

Mo Shuli rubbed Xiao Tianqing's head, and his movements were obviously much smoother than the unfamiliarity at the beginning: "It won't make it easy for anyone, don't worry."

Xiaotian Qingtian's blue eyes blinked, and the spirited and lively girl's mind was also jumping up and down. Just now she was angry and resentful for Wu Liang, but now she was thinking about the relationship between Su Xiaoxiao and Mo Shuli.

"Uncle Mo, what's your relationship with that Su Xiaoxiao?" The girl's voice was cheerful and irritable.

Mo Shuli's distant eyes fell quietly on Xiao Tianqing and asked, "What do you think is the relationship between me and her?"

"Do you like each other? Will I have an aunt soon?" Xiao Tianqing had a smile on her face, and her bright and bright face was full of curiosity.

Mo Shuli was silent for a moment before speaking out in two concise words: "No."

Xiao Tianqing groaned, her protracted tone obviously very disappointed.

"Do you want me to be with her?" Mo Shuli asked, seeing the disappointed look on Xiao Tianqing's face.

He didn't know how the young patriarch of their Tiangong clan thought he was related to Su Xiaoxiao, but he had to admit that seeing the disappointed look on the girl's face, even if she was not using his real face,

It still made him feel unbearable.

The children of the Tiangong clan are pampered and protected by the adults of the Tiangong clan, but Mo Shuli is sure that there is absolutely no one like Xiao Tianqing who would give him this feeling.

That kind of heartache and concern is not something that any child of the Tiangong clan can give him.

Is this the turning point for the Tiangong clan, the only opportunity born from the heart of the race?

Mo Shuli thought to himself that with such a person, no beast creator in the Tiangong clan would be able to refuse her request.

If Xiao Tianqing wanted him to be with Su Xiaoxiao, Mo Shuli didn't know how to refuse.

Children born from the racial heart are also contaminated with the characteristics of the Tiangong clan's racial heart.

The beast creators of the Tiangong clan simply cannot reject the racial heart of the Tiangong clan.

But Mo Shuli knew very well that he had no feelings for Su Xiaoxiao. In this life, he just wanted to be alone and at ease, and did not want anything called love with anyone.

"No, I just think..." Xiaotian Qing scratched his head, looking embarrassed.

Xiao Tianqing didn't say anything about what she thought. A shy smile appeared on her face: "Who Uncle Mo likes is Uncle Mo's business. You don't need to care about what other people think."

Mo Shuli looked at the well-behaved and sensible Xiao Tianqing, and the more he looked at her, the more he liked him.

It is indeed a small turnaround for their Tiangong clan, their temperament is just lovable.

"Su Xiaoxiao and I have nothing to do with each other. There will be no relationship now and there will be no relationship in the future." Mo Shuli said, taking out a scroll and slowly pushing it in front of Xiao Tianqing.

Facing the questioning and doubtful eyes of those sky-blue eyes, he said: "A gift, a gift for you."

"Thank you, Uncle Mo." Xiao Tianqing agreed and took the scroll with a smile, "I like it very much. Qingqing likes the gift Uncle Mo gave Qingqing very much."

Qi Ling saw the smile blooming on that sunny face, and the gloomy and cold young man's expression changed slightly.

"I didn't know Qi Ling was here. Can I make up for your gift next time?" Mo Shuli did not forget Qi Ling. He looked at Qi Ling and asked for Qi Ling's opinion.

"I don't need a gift." Qi Ling's tone was stiff, with a hint of coldness in it.

"How can you not need it? I want it." Xiao Tianqing said hurriedly. She looked at Qi Ling, full of worry, "You want a gift, a gift, how can you not want a gift!"

Qi Ling fell silent when he heard Xiao Tianqing's words, and even Mo Shuli was stunned.

Their little turnaround seems a bit...

"Xiao Tianqing is right. Since you are Chu Liang's disciple, there are many people who will give you greeting gifts. You have to learn to get used to it." Mo Shuli didn't pay much attention to Xiao Tianqing's temper. There is nothing wrong with it.

, as a child of their Tiangong clan, any temper is acceptable as long as it is not crooked.

No one stipulates that the beast creators of the Tiangong clan must have the same personality, different personalities, and various beast creators to form a splendid Tiangong civilization.

Qi Ling raised his eyes, and when those cold and gloomy eyes looked at a person, one could feel the desolation and despair in this little boy's heart.

Children who grew up in the abyss have never seen sunlight, so when they suddenly see this thing, it will only give people a dazzling feeling.

He is not used to it and wants to escape.

He did the same.

"There won't be many people, not many people will know about me." Qi Ling's voice was gloomy and disgusted. He shook his head, the amplitude of the shake was small, but surprisingly firm.

Xiao Tianqing seemed to realize something, and suddenly stretched out her hand to hold Qi Ling's hand. The little boy warmed by the sun smiled and showed his little tiger teeth, clean and soft. She emphasized: "The Tiangong clan is your family, Qi Ling,

The Tiangong clan is your home."

Qi Ling retracted his hand as if he was being electrocuted. The cold and world-weary young boy shook his head. He raised his head and looked at Xiao Tianqing with his dark eyes, looking at this warm and carefree young boy.

He didn't know what the girl looked like under this face, but he knew that the girl's warm and carefree character was something he would never have in his life.

He is the mud that grows in the mire, born of chaos and growing in filth.

Mo Shuli seemed to realize something. The distant and indifferent man said warm and caring words: "The Tiangong clan is your home, and we are all your relatives. If you are willing, you can call me the same as Xiao Tianqing."

Uncle Mo."

Qi Ling glanced at Mo Shuli and shook his head. He couldn't pronounce this name.

Mo Shuli didn't force it, he could feel Qi Ling's faint resistance.

It's not that he doesn't deserve to be called uncle by Qi Ling, but that Qi Ling simply can't get close to anyone due to his own reasons.

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Mo Shuli stayed with Xiao Tianqing for a while and discussed what to do next.

Thinking that Su Xiaoxiao was still waiting for him at the inn, he decided to go back instead of staying.

Mo Shuli walked back to the inn and knocked gently on Su Xiaoxiao's door, but received no response.

Are you angry? Mo Shuli thought to himself, women are really troublesome, how could he cause trouble for himself?

"It's me." After a slight cough, Mo Shuli said faintly, "Su Xiaoxiao, open the door."

Once again without a response, Mo Shuli realized something was wrong.

"Su Xiaoxiao, please open the door, or say something even if you don't open the door, otherwise I will come in." Mo Shuli raised his voice, still indifferent and distant, but his clear and clear voice was now a little urgent.

Seeing no one responded, Mo Shuli moved his fingers slightly, the power of space moved in his palm, and the door was opened.

There was no one in the room.

(End of chapter)