Common Prosperity 1

Should he continue to pretend to be stupid, pretending that he didn't hear that the person in the Northern Territory is called Mrs. Mo Master?

Or simply approach her generously and respectfully address her as the Master?

At the moment when the northern master was struggling, the brigade had already been sent to the entrance of the sacred palace.

As soon as the Lord of the North looked up, he found that he had been released from the main hall by Tiandao along with a group of people.

While he was slightly relieved, he couldn't help feeling a little more melancholy.

The general situation is over, that Mrs. Mo is the master of the sanctuary predestined by heaven, why should he fight with others?

Looking down at his crippled left hand, the Master of the North sighed, and simply walked to the crowd without saying a word.

Qiao Mu was led out of the gate of the sacred palace by Mo Lian, looked back angrily and pointed the back of his head at their son.

A sense of guilt welled up.

When the crisis happened, the husband actually lost his son!

The little face paralyzed gave her husband a hard look, but the latter blinked and looked back at his wife innocently.

At that time, it was just a conditioned reflex, and Mo Lian felt that it was just because he was used to hugging his wife.

Xiaotuanzi was very angry, ignored his parents and kept pointing his head at the couple.

Now, seeing Tiandao hanging in the sacred palace with a blank face, the little guy waved his little hand in the direction of Tiandao as children should be educated and polite.

"Goodbye, grandpa, I will come again next year."

Tian Daomu looked at him expressionlessly, and immediately raised his sleeve with a sudden "bang", and slammed the palace door shut.

Everyone twitched their mouths silently.

Mo Baobao looked up at the Peach Blossom God in puzzlement, "Uncle Peach Blossom, what's wrong with Grandpa?"

Peach Blossom God Venerable held back a full belly laugh, and looked down at the child, "Maybe it's because I'm a little annoyed to see you."

Everyone: ...

Mo Baobao snorted, and thought: Grandpa is unhappy seeing me, and I am even more unhappy seeing him.

"Master." A cultivator from the Eastern Region cupped his hands at Qiao Mu, "Then let's go back first."

Qiao Mu nodded slightly, feeling nothing about the name of the master.

She always felt that this was a hole dug for her by Heavenly Dao, and she was given the title of master, what did she want to do?

"Master." At this time, cultivators from the Western Region and the Southern Region also gathered around, "Master, are you going back with the people from the Eastern Region?"

Nonsense, her bamboo garden is in the Eastern Region, where can she go if she doesn't go home.

"Master, since the old man Tiandao means to integrate the entire sanctuary, then the master should consider whether it is time to go to our western and southern regions to make a home."

"Yep."

Lord Qiaoqiao glanced at them expressionlessly, "We'll talk about this later."

As far as your Western Regions and Southern Regions are concerned, is there any difference from the Eastern Regions?

It's not all white and fog.

Speaking of this fog...

Qiao Mu thought in his heart, why don't he give it a try one day, can the realm of doom absorb all the white mist in the Eastern Region?

If the holy soil and holy water can cultivate a piece of land, then maybe after a few years, this damned pennyless land will be able to flourish.

At that time, those poor adults who desperately escaped from prison to send their children out of the sanctuary may have a good life.

Thinking of this, Qiao Mu glanced at the people in Dongyu, "Will you all listen to me from now on?"