Villain: I can see luck

"No...no, I...why am I jealous?"

"Really? Then why are you nervous?"

Xiao Zimo looked down at the shy beauty in her arms with a malicious expression.

"It's just... not nervous, sister Yanran is still watching, young master, please pay attention to the influence."

Nangongyi struggled slightly in Xiao Zimo's arms.

Xiao Zimo didn't make things difficult for Nangong Yi anymore, knowing that she had such a personality.

But before letting go, he whispered in Nangong Yi's ear: "When I grow up, you will be my first woman."

Standing beside Xiao Zimo, Nangong Yi seemed a little flustered, she lowered her head and did not dare to show others, obviously Xiao Zimo's words just now had a great impact on her.

Suddenly Xiao Zimo took out a gorgeous gift box from the storage ring, and said to Nangongyi who was still shy: "Xiaoyi, this is a gift I carefully selected for you this time out, see if you like it or not."

"Xiaoyi likes all the gifts from the young master."

Nangong Yirou said in a soft voice, but there was joy in the brows.

Xiao Zimo opened the gift box, took out a long purple dress from it, and handed it to her: "This is called Guangxian Liuli Dress, and I think it's very suitable for you."

"Wow, sir, this long dress is so pretty, is this blue one for me?"

Xia Yanran said that she was about to reach out to grab it.

But it was photographed by Xiao Zimo: "What do you want to do?"

Xia Yanran touched the place Xiao Zimo photographed just now, and said a little puzzled: "My lord, isn't this reserved for me?"

Xiao Zimo raised his eyebrows and jokingly said, "Don't you need to change your clothes?"

Hearing this, Xia Yanran turned her head aside, sulking with anger.

"Isn't it because Nangong Yi's family background is better than mine, her talent is better than mine, and her temperament is better than mine?"

"Hmph, I'm just a maid, so naturally I can't compare to your concubine!"

At this time, Xia Yanran became more and more wronged as she thought about it, and she almost cried.

Now she understood why Xiao Zimo told her that she was his first maid when he was in the lower realm.

Because Nangong Yi is not his maid, but the child bride-in-law he won in the ring when he was young!
"My lord, don't play tricks on sister Yanran, she is so anxious that she is about to cry." Nangong Yi said helplessly.

"Who... who is crying? I... I didn't cry!" Xia Yanran hastily denied.

"I don't want this skirt..."

"Just kidding, this skirt is specially reserved for you."

Xiao Zimo didn't know why, but he just liked to see Xia Yanran being wronged.

On the cold face, there is a doormat expression, this contrast is really touching!

"Really?" Xia Yanran looked a little dazed.

Immediately buried her head in Xiao Zimo's arms, tears could not stop falling, as if she wanted to vent all the grievances she suffered just now.

Xiao Zimo gently wiped away the tears for Xia Yanran, and said helplessly: "When we first met, I thought you were a cool goddess like Xiaoyi, why are you crying so easily now?"

"Hmph! You're not young master, you always bully me!"

Xia Yanran stared at Xiao Zimo with resentful eyes.

Xiao Zimo chuckled and patted her head.

Xia Yanran was right, the culprit who turned her into what she is now is indeed him.

Although Xiao Zimo knows that a good man cannot make a woman cry, but Xiao Zimo just likes to see Xia Yanran cry.

Maybe he is really a little perverted in his heart, but it can't be all his fault, there is something wrong with Xia Yanran who grew up like this...

Just when Xiao Zimo was about to tease Xia Yanran again, the guard's voice suddenly came from outside the hall.

"Young patriarch, Deacon Zuo Ping, please see me."

"Let him in."

Xiao Zimo's interest was interrupted, and he felt a little upset. If there is nothing serious later, don't blame him for wearing small shoes for him in the future.

"Small...young patriarch."

Zuo Ping seemed a little trembling, and his words were a little awkward.

"What's the matter?"

Seeing his appearance, Xiao Zimo was even more displeased, and his voice seemed a little impatient.

"That's right... Zijijian escaped because of his subordinate's ineffective supervision."

Zuo Ping trembled all over, obviously very scared.

The Ziji Sword is the young master's exclusive weapon, and it is an imperial weapon.

He lost an imperial weapon, if the Xiao clan pursues it, it will destroy the nine clans!

At that time, he will be the sinner of the Zuo family!
"You said Zijijian ran away?"

Xiao Zimo's voice was so calm that no one could hear his emotions or anger.

"Yes." Zuo Ping lowered his head very low, not daring to look up at Xiao Zimo at all.

"Have your Zuo family served my Xiao family for many years?" Xiao Zimo said suddenly.

"Yes, my Zuo family has served the Xiao Clan for hundreds of generations." Zuo Ping replied.

"Since that's the case, you should know the punishment for losing the Ziji Sword, right?"

"The subordinates know." Zuo Ping's face turned pale.

"Missing an imperial weapon is supposed to implicate the nine clans, but I think that I have served the Xiao clan in your Zuo family for many years, and I have never made a mistake, so I hereby spare the Zuo family once."

"However, capital crimes can be avoided, and living crimes cannot be escaped. I will not kill you, but I will abolish your status as a deacon of the Xiao clan and punish you to go to the void to find a high-ranking world. Are you willing?"

"Yes! The subordinates are willing! Thank you, the young patriarch, for your kindness! Thank you, the young patriarch, for your kindness!"

Zuo Ping kowtowed wildly to Xiao Zimo excitedly, since he lost the imperial weapon, he knew his fate and had already made plans to die.

As for running away, he didn't think about it. It's not that he was concerned about the safety of the Zuo family, but that foreigners like them handed in their soul cards from the day they moved into the Xiao Clan.

But he didn't expect that the young patriarch not only didn't punish his nine clans, but also didn't kill him, but just asked him to find a high-ranking world.

It's not that finding a high-ranking world is a good job. If he's unlucky, he might spend his whole life trying to find it, but it's better to die than to live. Being alive is the greatest reward given to him by the young patriarch.

"Since you are willing, let's go immediately." Xiao Zimo said indifferently.

"Yes, this subordinate will set off now."

Looking at the back of Zuo Ping leaving, Xiao Zimo's eyes were deep, making it impossible to see what he was thinking.

"My lord, is the Ziji sword he mentioned the one you used before?"

Nangongyi walked to Xiao Zimo's side and asked.

"Yes, it's the one I used to fight for you that time." Xiao Zimo nodded.

Then he continued: "Because of some special reasons, I sealed the Ziji Sword, but I didn't expect her to break through the seal and escape today."

"So today I can't see you wearing a long skirt with my own eyes." Xiao Zimo turned to look at Nangong Yi, apologetically.

"It's okay, Xiaoyi doesn't care, the young master's business is important." Nangongyi shook his head.

Xiao Zimo leaned over and kissed Nangong Yi on the forehead, then turned around and turned towards Zishan, the place sealed by Ziji Sword.

"Miss Xiaoyi, is the Ziji Sword your master's weapon?" Xia Yanran asked curiously.

"Yes, and it's an imperial weapon."

Hearing Nangong Yi's affirmation, Xia Yanran was shocked, it was an imperial weapon!After these days of understanding, she already knew the meaning of the emperor's weapon.

Not to mention other things, just a ray of breath from the emperor weapon can shatter countless small worlds like the Profound Sky Realm.

"Why don't you use such a powerful weapon? Instead, seal it up?"

"I don't know about this either." Nangong Yi shook his head and said, with some doubts in his eyes.

In the past, the young master liked the Ziji sword very much. The sword never left his body. In the words of the young master, the sword is in the presence of people, and the sword destroys people.