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Chapter 92

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    The Moon God looked at him quietly, with an expression that sounded like compassion and tenderness, but also seemed like cold indifference: "Because your mother has no fate with me."

    Bishama stared at him, as if he wanted to carve his current appearance and tone into his heart.  After a long time, he seemed to accept this explanation and silently buried his head in Yuxiang's neck. But in the eyes of the moon god, it was like a cobra that had temporarily retreated into its nest, just to wait for the next time to be better.  More deadly attacks.

    He frowned, looked at Yuxiang and reminded: "His heart is full of gloom."

    When Bhisama heard this, his body stiffened slightly.

    Yuxiang felt it and gently stroked his back, soothing him and making him relax again.

    She raised her head and glanced at him, thinking: I am afraid I know better than you about how gloomy he is

    But you can¡¯t say that.

    Yuxiang sighed softly and replied: "He is still young."

    She lowered her eyes, patted Bishama on the back, and coaxed: "Okay, Bishama, it's okay."

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    Yuxiang and Bishama stayed in the palace for the time being.

    That night, Buluo and Moon God seemed to be preparing to join forces to find the foreign god. Before leaving, Moon God looked at Yu Xiang seriously and promised: "Don't worry, I will never conflict with your brother. Tonight you  There is no need to worry, although I can't be by your side, the moonlight is my incarnation. As long as the moonlight touches, it will be like I am still guarding you."

    Bo Luo stood aside impatiently, rolled his eyes with a wolf's head, and let out a "tsk".

    Yuxiang coaxed Bhisama, who was exhausted both physically and mentally, to lie down on the bed. She sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the moon god and thought to herself, he is worthy of being the god of fertility and reproduction, and worthy of being sacrificed to countless princesses over the past thousand years.  Divine snake, love words of this level are easy to come by.

    She raised her head and asked funnyly: "Have you coaxed many people like this?"

    "I'm just describing my inner thoughts truthfully." Luna tilted her head, "Doesn't it sound real enough?"

    Yuxiang didn¡¯t know whether she believed it or not. She smiled lightly and watched the Moon God turn around and leave with Bo Luo.

    As soon as they left, a moon-white figure emerged from the void.

    Yuxiang knew that he came here with Boluo.

    She thought to herself, it¡¯s a good thing that her senior brother didn¡¯t see what Luna did before, otherwise it would have been too embarrassing.

    And what was said later about "sharing a wife"if the eldest brother, second brother, and third brother came over, I'm afraid they would all explode. However, the fourth brother, fifth brother, and sixth brother are special in themselves. Although they understand human ethics and morals,  But I don't feel much, so my ability to accept it is much stronger, but I don't overreact.

    This also made Yuxiang feel much more relaxed and less stressed.

    She looked at him and asked curiously: "Brother, is the foreign god they talk about you?"

    Wangyi glanced down at her and nodded: "It seems so. But I didn't want to chop off his head. I was just preparing to hook his neck with sword energy and subdue him."

    His magic weapon is the rope to subjugate demons, but after being trapped in Yan He's body in the illusion, he can only use Yan He's magic weapons and spells, which once led to a great loss in strength. After so many years of grinding, he finally finally broke down.  After being hit, it turned into the control sword energy, which was used to simulate rope restraint.

    "Probably because I am a soul and have grown up with mountain spirits, I forget to subjugate demons for a while, but rarely "kill" demons or "eliminate" demons.

    Yuxiang continued: "I can't estimate their cultivation level, and it feels very weird Senior brother, you have fought against their Sun God. How strong are the so-called gods here?"

    "To say it's stronger it's not as good as Yanhe Zhenren. It's just that there are very few human monks here, but mostly monsters. The method of monster cultivation is inherently different from that of humans, not to mention that the monsters here are completely different from the monsters in the Central Plains.  It¡¯s different. There are different magical powers. If you don¡¯t have the strength to completely crush it, you can easily be caught off guard and suffer a big loss." Wangyi pondered for a moment and replied: "The wolf is fineit's just the snake"

    "Bhisama? What's wrong?"

    "It's not anything else, it's just that the snakes in the Central Plains haven't cultivated to this level. At first glance, I was a little surprised."

    Yu Xiang was also a little surprised and said: "Is there no snake in the Central Plains that has cultivated to this level? Is he so powerful?"

    Wang Yi knew that she had misunderstood.?In fact, he looks arrogant and indifferent

    There must be something I can do.

    Bishama thought fervently in his heart, I must be able to do something to make them look good.

    But as soon as these words crossed his mind, Yuxiang suddenly opened her eyes.

    She turned to look at Bishamo, causing him to subconsciously hold his breath in fear. He could only stare at her blankly, waiting for her reaction.

    However, Yuxiang saw him open his eyes, then smiled brightly at him and said, "Are you awake? Are you resting well?"

    Bishama shrank even tighter.  He looked away, fixedly looking at a small area on the mattress, and gave a low "hmm" sound.

    Yuxiang thought he was still awkward and still felt unhappy about what happened to Moon God last night. She hesitated for a while and then said: "I think you don't need to worry about why Moon God is not your father."

    Bishama was slightly startled.

    "Even if your mother is not a princess, and your father is not a god, they cannot stop you from becoming a big shot."

    What she said was sincere, "Those who can't rely on their parents' family background, have no external help, and rely only on their own efforts and abilities to finally achieve great things, aren't they even more impressive than those who come from a good background and have smooth sailing?"  Is it even more amazing to be admired?"

    "But," Bishama couldn't help but retorted: "How can this be the same?"

    He thought of those days in the theater and said in a low voice: "Some people are born to be entertained by others, and some people are born to be entertained by others."

    ¡°Some things that some people dream of are things that others can throw away without caring.¡±

    "Is this fair?"

    Yuxiang feels that this is about to involve the field of philosophy - all the problems that she cannot cope with should belong to the field of philosophy.

    "Maybe one day we can find a way to change all this." She could only say slowly: "But at the very least, when you are hurt by someone, you have to remember the pain you felt at the time. No matter what, it cannot become the same as  The same people who hurt me back then. You know, Bhisama?"

    Bishama looked at her and thought, if I disobey, she won't comfort me so gently anymore, right?

    She is good to me and has requirements.

    He gritted his teeth and wanted to say, "I won't."

    But thinking that she might show disappointment, Bishama lowered his eyes and said solemnly against his will: "I know, I will walk on the right path."

    But he looked clearly like an embarrassed and injured little animal that was wailing. Yuxiang couldn't help but touch his head until he raised his eyes again and looked at her in confusion and confusion.

    "Bishama" she said sadly, "I really want to help you."

    It would be nice if she was a psychologist or an expert in education.

    "But I don't know how to help you. If you have anything unhappy in the future, please tell me, okay? Maybe I can help you, maybe maybe I can only listen. But there is someone  If you talk to me, will you feel better?"

    Bishama was silent for a moment, turned his face sideways, and almost buried his entire face in the pillow.

    "¡­¡­I try my best."

    He replied in a low voice, desperately trying to hold back the sourness that came to his eyes, and refusing to let anyone see him crying.

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