The Rebirth of the National Goddess

Mrs. Mo looked at the girl who was walking towards this side, squinted a pair of deep and kind eyes, and looked Chu Jin from beginning to end.

The little girl in front of her has black hair like black ink, and picturesque eyebrows and eyes. This cute look is really rare.

Then his eyes fell on the blood jade bracelet on her wrist, and he nodded in satisfaction, the tenderness in his eyes almost overflowing.

"Ah Jin," Aunt Tong got up and took Chu Jin's hand directly, "Come, let's sit here."

Aunt Tong directly pressed Chu Jin to sit beside Madam Mo.

"Ah Jin, right?" Mrs. Mo happily took Chu Jin's hand and said lovingly, "Zhixuan finally brought you back, look at this tender face, you can pinch water... ..."

Chu Jin's face was a little red, and it had to be said that Mrs. Mo was completely different from what she had imagined.

In her impression, the mistress of such a wealthy family is both rigid and serious. Why is Mrs. Mo's painting style a bit... out of the way.

Aunt Tong quickly peeled an imperial tangerine and handed it to Chu Jin, "Ah Jin, don't be cautious, just treat this as your own home, and we are all our own people."

"Thank you, Aunt Tong," Chu Jin took the emperor tangerine, peeled half of it, put it in his mouth, and thanked him very politely.

"This child, why are you being polite to Aunt Tong?" Aunt Tong scolded.

"Qingqing," Mrs. Mo glanced at Mo Qingyi, "Don't stand there stupidly, quickly pour your sister-in-law a glass of water."

"Oh, good mother." Mo Qingyi's expression still looked a little sad, and he hadn't completely recovered from the news that brother Jin had changed into sister-in-law.

Sister-in-law = curse + short life.

She doesn't want Brother Jin to become a short-lived ghost...

In fact, the matter of pouring water could have been left to the servants. The reason why Mrs. Mo asked Mo Qingyi to pour it was entirely for other people in the house to see.

She wanted everyone else to know that she liked this daughter-in-law very much, and it was another way to announce Chu Jin's identity to everyone.

Sure enough, as soon as the words fell, the other servants in the house looked at Chu Jin with more respectful expressions in their eyes, and lowered their heads even lower.

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study.

"Ninth brother, the patriarch means to let you go back to the overall situation of sovereignty earlier," Jia Zhuo glanced at Mo Zhixuan and continued, "Since you left, the ancient martial arts world and the nether world have all been eyeing us in the supernatural world. It is possible to raise troops to invade us at any time..."

Moreover, she just saw the eldest prince of the nether world, Gan Mingxie, in the living room of Mo's house. This is not a good sign.

Well done, why did Gan Mingxie appear in Mo's house?

Jia Zhuo smiled, and then said seemingly unintentionally, "Ninth brother, I just saw Gan Mingxie in the living room, what is he looking for you for?"

They didn't pay much attention to the Ancient Martial Arts World or the Nether World alone. They were afraid that the two would join forces. When the time came, when soldiers approached the city, the two forces would merge into one force.

The consequences will be disastrous.

"I'm an old acquaintance with him, why are you asking this?"

"I just think that at this time, Brother Nine, it's not wise for you to associate with people from the Nether Realm." Jia Zhuo continued, "Brother Nine, I hope you can return to the Supernatural Realm with me now."

Mo Zhixuan picked up the brush on the table and practiced calligraphy, without raising his head, he said, "You came...for this purpose?"

There was no emotion in the deep voice.

Or annoyed, or angry, nothing at all.

His voice was as light as a calm lake.

"Yes," Jiazhuo didn't care about Mo Zhixuan's attitude at all, and continued, "Ninth brother, I hope you can go back with me this trip, inherit the grand ceremony as soon as possible, and ascend to the throne!"

I am afraid that no one can sit in that supreme position in the supernatural world except this person in front of him.

As long as this person is firmly seated in that position, other small circles will not dare to easily offend.

If this person is not in the power world, the hearts of the people in the power world will not be stable.

Mo Zhixuan's drooping phoenix eyes still didn't make any waves, he wrote and drew on the rice paper very seriously, "Jiazhuo, do you think I will go back?"

If he wanted to go back, he would have gone back with Zhou Xunian as early as Zhou Xunian.

Why delay until today.

That position may be supreme in the eyes of others, but in his eyes, it is worthless.

"Ninth brother," Jia Zhuo looked at Mo Zhixuan with regret, "Are you really going to be so heartless? Are you really going to disregard life and death in the supernatural world?"

As soon as Jiazhuo finished speaking, as if he had made a calculation, Mo Zhixuan just finished writing, raised his eyes to look at Jiazhuo, and said in a cold and heartless tone, "What does the life and death of the supernatural world have to do with me?"

On the original clean rice paper, there is an extra, majestic and shocking word 'quiet'.

His handwriting is smooth and thick, the pen moves like a dragon and snake, the pen and ink are horizontal, the pen is vigorous and free, without any restraint, and even the whole line is written in one stroke, with a bit of coolness.

Just like his whole person, noble and cold, born with a domineering aura.

Hearing this, Jia Zhuo took two steps back uncontrollably, his face turned slightly pale, "Ninth brother, the supernatural world is also your hometown after all, you can't just watch it being divided up by other forces!"

The corners of Mo Zhixuan's mouth curled up without a trace of coldness, looked at Jiazhuo, and said word by word, "Why not?"

There was no warmth in the deep phoenix eyes.

The facial features seemed to be covered with a deep layer of frost, which made people shudder and unable to breathe.

"Ninth brother, you..." Jiazhuo looked at Mo Zhixuan in front of him, blood pouring from his body, and he said in disbelief, "Ninth brother, are you joking?"

The Brother Jiu in her impression was not such a cold-blooded and ruthless person.

The Ninth Brother in her impression could give up everything for the supernatural world!

The Ninth Brother in her impression could have slaughtered a whole city by himself for the sake of the supernatural world!

Brother Nine is the belief in the hearts of everyone in the supernatural world!

Now, this belief has completely given up on the supernatural world. Their future path, how should they go?

"Are you kidding?" Mo Zhixuan's mouth curled up in a mocking arc, "Do you think that incident seventeen years ago was also a joke?"

"What happened seventeen years ago?" Jia Zhuo looked up at Mo Zhixuan as if he had grasped something important, "Ninth Brother, you just forgot about that incident, alright? Moreover, I didn't even know about that incident back then, if I..."

"It's because you don't know about it," Mo Zhixuan interrupted her directly, "you are able to stand in front of me so safe and sound now, the Great Elder is very smart and knows how to push you juniors forward."

Mo Zhixuan's attitude was very firm.

Things seem to have gone nowhere.

But Jia Zhuo has not given up completely, she knows Brother Jiu very well, and knows that he has a blood of pride in his bones, and he cannot tolerate betrayal or anyone's slander.

For the supernatural world that gave birth to him and raised him, he certainly wouldn't give up so easily.

This kind of thing has to be done slowly. I believe that one day, brother Jiu will follow him back to the world of supernatural powers.

"Ninth Brother, I heard that sister Chu Yi is also with you, right?" The persuasion was ineffective, so Jia Zhuo had to bring the topic to Zheng Chuyi.

After all, Zheng Chuyi was once engaged to and deeply in love with Brother Nine.

Maybe with the help of Zheng Chuyi, Brother Nine can return to the world of supernatural powers.

She didn't pay attention to that lowly secular person just now. People with low bloodlines are not worthy of Brother Nine at all.

Even if Brother Jiu married that layman in this secular world in a moment of confusion, he would not be able to bring him back to the supernatural world.

In the supernatural world, there is only one person who is worthy of Brother Nine, and that is the daughter of destiny who has the bloodline of Yu Huo.

How could the supernatural world tolerate a little commoner as the mother of the world.

"Well, here, you just happened to be here. When you go back, bring her back to the supernatural world." Mo Zhixuan's tone was flat, as if talking about another insignificant person.

If it wasn't for Zheng Zilong's face, Zheng Chuyi would have been expelled from the Mo family long ago.

If not, how could Zheng Chuyi stay in Mo's house unharmed until today.

As long as Zheng Chuyi stays in this secular world for one day, he is obliged to protect her safety.

This is a responsibility.

A duty to the dead.

"No," Jiazhuo shook his head, "I can't go back now."

She can't go back until she completes the task assigned to her by the Great Elder.

"By the way," Jia Zhuo continued, "Ninth brother, what happened to that layman just now?"

Jiazhuo asked knowingly.

"Oh, I forgot to introduce you, she is my fiancée, and also your ninth sister-in-law," Mo Zhixuan looked as usual, and his words were very serious, without even the slightest hint of jokes.

"Sister-in-law Nine?" Jia Zhuo frowned slightly, "Brother Nine, you are probably confused, right? How can a mere commoner afford me to call Sister-in-law Nine? Besides, Sister Chu Yi also lives here now, you are so Don't you be afraid that sister Chu Yi will be sad if you bring this ordinary person home in a grand manner? Where will you put sister Chu Yi like this?"