"Why don't you need it?" Luo Qingci ignored the pressure he deliberately released: "Everyone has the right to be protected, and the Nine Thousand-Senior Master is no exception."

"Let's talk about how to wear off the luck value of Zhao Rende?"

"You and I can't do it, it will cause a backlash for us!"

"But if someone related to him takes action, there will be no problem. Anyway, they are the ones who are unlucky."

"Especially those who are with him."

"There are also destruction that is good for him, and it is also useful to seize certain opportunities for him."

"And his greatest opportunity, Lord Jiu Qiansui, knows what it is?"

Mo Jiuqin calmed down his eyes and spit out a word: "You."

"To be precise, Princess Fushun, who is controlled by his [request], and is obedient to him."

"But that real Princess Fushun has been thrown into an unknown space by me, and I am not affected by his [request]... It will be the prayer festival of the Xuanyuan Dynasty soon. I plan to hold a banquet. At that time, I need the help of Lord Jiu Qiansui."

Mo Jiuqin slowly stood up, turned around, and returned to the soft collapse.

"Okay, the lies are all over. Since Princess Fushun likes this place so much, then wait a little longer!" He waved his hand, and the place where Luo Qingci was waiting suddenly collapsed.

With a "bang", she was locked in a cage made of black iron.

Mo Jiuqin didn't believe what she said just now.

[Ding, the 9th thousand-senius adult's suspicion of his master deepened, and his heartbeat value for his master decreased by 30 points.]

[Master, the heartbeat value becomes a negative number...] Xiao Qitongzi's bitter report.

Luo Qingci was not in a hurry: Don’t panic! Since I want to be his goddess of luck, it is naturally not that easy. After all, he is used to being alone.

Today I just throw a seed first.

Next, I have to water and fertilize this seed... Xiaoqi, I need to use you.

Little Qitongzi [Please give me instructions!]

Luo Qingci; use your power of time and space to cause more trouble for him. He has not woken up now, he is just a flesh and body, and it is quite easy for you to cause trouble for him.

When he approached me, let the trouble disappear!

——Didn’t this man not believe her? Then, it would be very difficult for her to leave him!

【Okay, master!】

then--

When Mo Jiuqin was lying on the soft collapse again.

With a muffled sound, the couch broke into two halves from the middle...

He keenly sensed the danger and dodged.

But he stepped on something thrown on the floor, and the soles of his feet slipped, so he could only dodge it with a backflip.

With a "squeak", a mouse fell down and almost hit his face.

He hid again, and because the amplitude was too large, he let out a "sting" sound, and his pants broke down, revealing his buttocks...

His face suddenly became gloomy and he flashed to the top of the cage. He raised his head and asked Luo Qingci temporarily: "Are you the one who did it?"

Luo Qingci, who was originally sitting, looked up at him and simply lay down: "What happened to you?"

"Is there something unlucky again?"

"Don't be anxious if you sir, 9,000-year-old."

"Where did I make Lord Jiu Qiansui unlucky? I just didn't protect Lord Jiu Qiansui."

"Without my protection, coupled with the low possible luck value of Lord Jiu Qiansui, Lord Jiu Qiansui enjoys it well!"

"Jiji" A bird actually flew over from the window. When passing by the head of the Nine Thousand-year-old man, he stuck out his butt bone...

"Pu!" landed accurately on the hair of the Nine Thousand Years...
Chapter completed!