Chapter 4 The Immortal Grandpa
She trembled and shouted: "Grandpa Ghost, Granny Ghost, please do me a favor, don't eat me, I don't have much flesh..."

A sinister voice penetrated directly into her bone marrow: "It's still a doll, and doll meat is my favorite, hahaha..."

"No, don't eat me, you... I want to worship the gods as my master, and the gods will come to save me!" The baby could only ramble.

The ghost laughed wildly, his face was purple, and his blood-red and black tongue stuck out on the back of her neck: "Oh? Grandpa will come and see which fairy will come to save you!"

She was shaking all over.

No way... I didn't become a god to be my master, but I was eaten by a ghost, why am I so pitiful.

Suddenly, a white light flashed across the sky.

Almost in an instant, the hideous face behind her disappeared.

Her legs softened and she sat down on the ground.

The sweet-scented osmanthus cake rolled down at her feet, and she suddenly remembered that it was for the future master, so she quickly picked it up and patted the ashes on it.

As soon as he raised his head, the baby saw a person in front of him.

Her eyeballs won't even move.

She has never, never seen such a good-looking person.

He is slender, although I don't know how tall he is, but he is much taller than her...

She seemed to be as tall as his waist...

He has silver hair, the color of his hair is like that of the oldest 90-year-old Grandpa Yang in the village.

But his face is so young, and so handsome and beautiful, his eyes and nose are even more beautiful than those in the paintings.

What's even more strange is that his eyeballs are not black, but...silver?
Such a pair of eyes are like those expensive crystal stones she has seen from afar - no, they are ten thousand times more beautiful than those.

But, why did he have gray hair... It's so pitiful to have gray hair at a young age...

——Yes, that is Mo Yanqing.

He was probably drunk today, and suddenly came to the world on a whim to see this little girl who arrogantly wanted to worship him as a teacher.

His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven would be very surprised if he knew.

Such an indifferent Shangxian like him actually cares about such nosy things...

Indeed, her body is very dark, which is rare in a thousand years.

If he hadn't come at the right time just now, she would have been filled in the gaps between her teeth by that green-faced and long-toothed ghost.

However, how could such a mere evil ghost be his opponent, the leader of the 72 Constellations?
His slap just now not only drove away the evil spirit, but also lightly passed between her eyebrows.

From then on, she will no longer be invaded by evil spirits.

After doing this, Yan Qing wanted to leave.

Just as he turned around a little bit, the little girl suddenly rushed over, grabbed the corner of his robe, and said a word.

She said: "You are so pitiful, how come you have gray hair at such a young age..."

Such a small little girl, who was almost swallowed by a ghost, even called him pitiful.

If Yan Qing was an ordinary person, he would have burst into laughter long ago.

But he is the most handsome ice cube in the heavens, known as the God of Ice, so he just frowned slightly: "Go back, no ghosts will come to trouble you again."

Although his voice was cold and calm, it was still pleasant to hear.

Straightforwardly, into her heart.

She suddenly realized something, her breathing became rapid, she jumped up with all her strength, and hugged his leg alive, refusing to let go! ! !

Yan Qing didn't expect this - he lived in the heavens for a long time, and all the gods in the heavens are very particular about etiquette.

Even if it is a little fairy boy, there will never be the slightest difference.

Those nympho fairies would never do such an active thing, they could only occasionally send affectionate glances when passing by.

However, it hit the air naturally, and the handsome ice god didn't react at all, continuing on his way.

He frowned again, looked down at the thin and small girl who could hardly see clearly: "What are you doing?"

She thought to herself that this white-haired handsome grandfather (er, although he looks a lot like her elder brother) must be the fairy she was looking for, and she used all her strength to insist that Qingshan would not let go: "Grandpa fairy, take me as your apprentice!" ?”

Yan Qing said coldly, "I don't accept disciples."

The baby has long expected that how could he be valued by the gods as a dirty child in the world.

She has long been mentally prepared to be more and more courageous.

So when she heard Grandpa Immortal's words that were so cold, she wasn't discouraged at all.

She took a deep breath and continued to hug the fairy grandpa's leg tightly.

Stretching out his small chest, he said in a full-hearted manner: "It would be boring for Grandpa Immortal not to take me as an apprentice. If you accept me as an apprentice, I will definitely make you very happy. I will tell you jokes every day!!!"

"...What's the joke?" The handsome white-haired fairy grandpa looked confused.

"Ah, gods don't tell jokes?" Baby was very discouraged, "Then you guys are really boring! A life without jokes is an incomplete life!"

Mo Yanqing rubbed his temples: "You are wrong, we are not human in the first place—you should go back."

He usually doesn't speak more than a few words with gods, but this time he talked to a child in the world with ten words.

I also felt very surprised, turned around and left...

It seems that the wine brewed by the old fox in the heaven is really weird...

"Hey hey hey——Grandpa Immortal, don't go, where will I find you after you go~~~~~~~"

Naturally, she couldn't compete with Yan Qing's strength, but she was quite qualified to be a slug.

(End of this chapter)

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