Quick Travel: Please hold on to the villain Black Moonlight script

Zhao Xuan saw Chu Ge denying it and asked again, "Who did you fight with?"

It is said that all the gods in the entire divine world who were capable of fighting were defeated by Zhao Xuan last time. Zhao Xuan thought about it and thought that if there was really any god who could compete with Chu Ge, it would probably be the Emperor of Heaven, who had not fought with Zhao Xuan yet.

He never concealed what he wanted to say, and he said it immediately, "Could it be that the Emperor of Heaven holds a grudge and deliberately called you in for a fight?"

Chu Ge knew Zhao Xuan's character, and did not take the smile in his eyes as a mockery, and said calmly, "No."

When Zhao Xuan heard this and recalled the respectful title that the Emperor of Heaven had given to Chu Ge at that time, he also felt that this possibility was unlikely.

It doesn’t matter whether they fight or not. What’s important is that, according to Zhao Xuan’s judgment, he doesn’t think that the Emperor of Heaven can hurt Chu Ge.

"Heavenly rules, copy." Chu Ge didn't want Zhao Xuan to smell more blood, and didn't want him to know that he had suffered three hundred Xuantian thunders for him.

Before he came back, he went to the Judicial Department to inform them and asked them to inform Zhao Xuan afterwards that he didn't have to endure the Three Hundred Mysterious Sky Thunders anymore, and there was no need to explain the reason.

Chu Ge spoke even less than before, enunciating each word, which made Zhao Xuan raise his eyebrows slightly. "To be honest, with your personality, it's really hard to talk to you!"

Speak as briefly as possible, and it is best not to say anything.

With such a personality, Zhao Xuan finally understood that although Chu Ge was the Way of Heaven, he had no close friends in the entire God Realm.

This kind of temper is like an iceberg. Anyone who rushes to please him will probably be frozen for a long time.

When Chu Ge heard this, the fingers hidden under his wide sleeves trembled unconsciously.

The red robe made his skin look as white as snow and as smooth as jade. At first glance, if you didn’t know him, you would think he was getting married on earth.

He did not refute Zhao Xuan's words and turned and walked out.

Zhao Xuan had been copying here for a month as punishment, so he had some understanding of Chu Ge's personality. Naturally, he would not feel aggrieved because of his departure.

I have encountered even more frustrating situations. Now I just don’t want to care about it. What’s there to be frustrating about?

Compared with Chu Ge's indifferent attitude, Zhao Xuan felt that the attitudes of Emperor Tian, ​​Qingtian, Qingwu and others were even worse.

They all knew that Zhongli was innocent, but they still put the accusation on him without hesitation.

The more Zhao Xuan thought about it, the more annoyed he felt. It wasn't because he was worried about Zhongli, but because he felt that this divine world was really boring and uninteresting.

Although practice makes perfect when it comes to copying as punishment, no one would be happy about it.

Zhao Xuan didn't like copying as punishment. When he was sitting on the stool to copy, he was always limp and would do it perfunctorily as much as possible.

There was a faint aroma of food coming from outside, and when he smelled it, he didn't want to copy even more.

Chu Ge went out to cook a meal and came back. The number of words Zhao Xuan copied was less than three hundred, and his handwriting was even more sloppy.

If Chu Ge had seen how sloppy Zhao Xuan's handwriting could be during the last copying punishment, then this time Zhao Xuan's sloppiness was even more undisguised.

The soft font looks like a snake crawling along, twisting and turning.

It is so painful that Cangjie vomited blood and Confucius hanged himself!

Chu Ge took a quick glance but didn't say anything. His pale lips seemed to have looked even worse after cooking.

Zhao Xuan originally wanted to ask a few questions, but when he thought of the irreconcilable relationship between himself and the God Realm, and the fact that he had chopped Chu Ge's right arm with a sword, which was also bleeding at the time, he suddenly... became speechless.

As Zhao Xuan sat down and ate his meal, he thought to himself, could the injury on Chu Ge's hand be caused by him not avoiding his sword at that time?

It really feels like a sin to think about it this way. Not only was Chu Ge stabbed by him, but now he has to cook for him. He looks like he is working for someone else and still being bullied. It's really... pitiful to see him.

Zhao Xuan thought to himself that if the gods knew about this, they might even stand up for Chu Ge.

The dignified Heavenly Dao is doing nothing for a demon like them, which will naturally lead to their complaints!

Because of the pain, Chu Ge did not notice Zhao Xuan's distraction and lay down on the bed without saying a word.

He was lying on the bed with his back to Zhao Xuan. Just looking at his back, if you didn't know him, you would think that he hated Zhao Xuan so much and didn't want to pay any attention to him.

But only Chu Ge himself knew clearly that after taking Zhao Xuan's sword and resisting three hundred consecutive Mysterious Sky Thunders, he was now on the edge of a precarious cliff that could fall at any time.

Seeing that Chu Ge's behavior was completely different from what he remembered before, Zhao Xuan did not expose his lie. He finished his meal quietly and returned to his seat to copy.

Chu Ge was sleeping soundly on the bed. It had been many years since he had felt sleepy, and this was the first time he slept so soundly.

He didn't even notice when Zhao Xuan lay down next to him and they were lying side by side on the bed.

Chu Ge opened his eyes in a daze, and the first thing he saw was Zhao Xuan's face.

Whether it is the bright red robe or the stunning appearance, both are unforgettable.

If it were any other god, after Chu Ge had already laid down, he would never, and would not dare, lie down beside him.

But Zhao Xuan is not one of those "law-abiding" gods.

Between having to lie on the table all night and being scolded by Chu Ge when he woke up, Zhao Xuan decisively chose the latter.

Chu Ge's face looked no better than yesterday. The Xuantian Thunder could make gods feel the pain of having their bones and flesh cut out, so it would naturally take more than a day or two to recover.

His lips were pale, and his light-colored pupils clearly reflected Zhao Xuan's face, who was sleeping quietly with his eyes closed.

Chu Ge had already seen Zhao Xuan's sleeping posture when he was drunk that night.

It wasn't that he wanted to stare at Zhao Xuan and stay in bed, it was actually because someone's hand was resting on Chu Ge's waist.

He lay sideways, facing Chu Ge, with his knees bent, as if he was going to push against Chu Ge's legs and rub them...

Chu Ge moved lightly and raised his head slightly to see the current situation of the two people. After seeing this, he...just wanted to cover his eyes.

Zhao Xuan's sleeping posture is really not flattering.

It would be fine if his hands were around his waist and his knees were rubbing against his legs...it would be fine, but his hair was also let down, and most of it was unconsciously lying on his pillow when Chu Ge turned over to sleep.

Chu Ge, "......"

Zhao Xuan was able to ascend to a higher level with his martial arts skills, so he was naturally no ordinary person. Especially since he had stayed in the Demon Abyss for a long time, he was very vigilant.

Even though Chu Ge only stared at his face for a short while, Zhao Xuan still noticed it. His eyelashes trembled and he opened his eyes hazily.

Zhao Xuan's voice was low, with a hint of laziness, "What are you looking at?"

He is used to wearing red clothes, even his middle shirt is red.

He did not take off his outer robe, and after falling asleep he rolled around out of habit, with a large area of ​​his robe open.

The outer robe was ravaged and wrinkled, mostly open, with the left shoulder of the outer robe slipping down, and even the inner garment could not escape the fate of having the collar wide open.

Fair skin, a distinct Adam's apple, and looking down...the collarbone.

There were few immortals in the Celestial Clan who wore open clothes. They were dressed appropriately from head to toe. The sight of their collarbones being exposed stunned Chu Ge.