Chapter 15 15: In a time of peace and prosperity, Morax is no longer needed.
Tiandou City, Dugu...no, it's Zhongli Mansion now.
After listening to the music and watching the show, Zhongli and Paimon returned to their residence.
Although Zhongli was a guest in the Prince's Mansion, he rejected "Xue Qinghe"'s talk of "living together".
Paimon floated ahead, looking back at Zhongli from time to time, wondering if he was following.
Suddenly, she seemed to have thought of something, her eyes lit up, and she said to Zhongli: "Zhongli, how many percent of your original strength do you still have now?"
You know, Morax is preparing to go to the dark sea because he can no longer bear the wear and tear.
Wear and tear will greatly reduce the strength of the devil.
Paimon was now very worried that Zhongli's strength would also be greatly reduced.
Zhongli: It’s Morax who’s worn out, what does it have to do with me, Zhongli?
After hearing this, Zhongli paused and fell into memories.
The sky is moving, mountains and seas are transformed, stars are born in the wasteland, shining like the sun, Morax...
I don’t know what happened to Ruo Tuo. If he was not in Tevat, would Ruo Tuo’s last bit of kindness be worn away?
At this point, it is useless to worry.
Zhongli shook his head, threw these thoughts away, and said calmly: "In a peaceful and prosperous age, Morax is no longer needed."
There are no disputes in the world and the people live and work in peace and contentment, so there is no need for Morax.
Morax does not need to show his boundless killing aspect.
After a pause, Zhongli continued: "As long as Liyue or everyone in the world needs me."
"Then I will still be the same..."
"Emperor Rock King!"
Liyue doesn’t know if she can go back.
Sighing silently, Zhongli quickly regained his composure.
Over six thousand years old, it is generally difficult for his mood to fluctuate during such a long period of time.
Unless, the person you care about...
"You mean, you mean, you were always in your prime?"
Paimon stared at the boss and stuttered a bit when he spoke.
These words really shocked her!
After hearing this, Zhongli just shook his head, smiled, and did not answer directly.
"Go to bed early. There should be many guests tomorrow."
The strength he showed today was just a tiny, tiny, tiny part of him.
However, for the people on Douluo Continent, this strength is almost as strong as the sky.
In this case, it is impossible for no one to visit.
"Hey~"
Paimon was stunned. She had been following Zhongli and never left him. How could she not know that a guest was coming?
"Zhongli, when did you invite someone to come as a guest?"
"Is it Prince Xue Qinghe?"
"I don't know, but she should be there."
It was all her, and Paimon couldn't tell whether it was her or him.
Seeing Zhongli walking into the house, Paimeng was slightly startled. Is there anything else that was not explained clearly just now?
"Damn it, this Riddler!"
Paimon remembered and asked Zhongli if he had always been in his prime...
"Zhongli, wait for me!"
Sunrise and moonset, a new day, a new reincarnation.
"Hey, Zhongli, aren't we going to have breakfast today?"
Seeing Zhongli making tea, Paimeng's little head was filled with big question marks.
With a silent sigh, Zhongli waved his hand, and a very exquisite dinner plate appeared. On the dinner plate, there were several mouth-watering xiaolongbao.
At this time, there is no heat radiating from the surface of the xiaolongbao, and it looks like it is cold.
However, they are indeed freshly baked, and only a true master can create this kind of Xiao Long Bao with this effect.
"This is the soup-filled pork dumplings from Widow Li's house in the south of the city. They taste pretty good."
"What makes Zhongli give you such a comment must be delicious food!" "Hehe, thank you."
"Help me buy food so early in the morning!"
Paimeng rubbed his hands and was about to take action when Zhongli handed her a pair of chopsticks and a spoon.
"?"
Chopsticks, Paimon understood.
What kind of spoon do you use to eat steamed buns?
A little confused, but she still took it.
"I'll show you once, the correct way to eat it."
As he spoke, Zhongli took out a pair of chopsticks again, picked up a small steamed bun, and placed it on the spoon.
Then I bit the skin of the xiaolongbao, and suddenly... (I won’t write it in detail, I always feel that this xiaolongbao is not serious)
Throughout the whole process, the movements were very elegant, and Paimon was stunned for a moment.
Was it originally eaten this way?
Awesome!
Wait, does Zhongli just want to eat another one, so he shows him this once?
Zhongli bought the thing, so it doesn’t matter if he eats another one, right?
By the time Paimon had finished his breakfast, he was still thinking about why the steamed dumplings contained soup.
The door of Zhong Mansion rang.
There were no servants in this mansion, only Zhongli and Paimeng lived there.
Its previous owner was withdrawn and had no servants...
"Hey, someone is really here?!"
At this time, Paimon's eyes widened and he turned to look at the old god Zhongli, as if he had discovered a new world.
The Demon God of Rock still has the ability to pinch and calculate?
It shouldn't be. If he has this ability, he will still have some Yaksha after all...
Thinking of this, Paimon did not say it out loud.
Even though she has low emotional intelligence, she understands that it is Zhongli's pain in this life.
I want to buy sweet-scented osmanthus and carry wine with me, but it's a pity that I am an old friend. When will we see you again...
It can be seen from this that Zhongli has never put down the knife. Bah, the pain has always been with him.
"I'll go greet you..."
With Paimon's body, forget it, she's the kind of person who can't even open a door.
"You can rest here for now, I'll be back soon."
"don't want!"
Paimon shook his head quickly. As a professional "God's Mouth", how could he rest here?
“I’ll go with you!”
"good."
Zhongli didn't think much and agreed directly.
The ones who came were two people.
The aura of one of them was very powerful. He was one of the most powerful people Zhongli had seen since he came to Douluo Continent.
People are just people after all.
The opponent's strength is pretty good in Douluo Continent.
As for the other one, his aura is stronger than many people, but his frail appearance is really hard to judge.
After thinking for a moment, Zhongli finally guessed who was coming.
When you open the door, you will see a middle-aged man with a gentle smile. He gives off a gentle and elegant atmosphere, like a scholar.
Behind him was an old man with sharp eyebrows, long white hair shawl, eyes like a torch, and a hint of fighting spirit.
"Mr. Zhongli, I am Ning Fengzhi, the sect leader of the Qibao Glazed Sect."
"Don't be surprised if you come uninvited, sir!"
Ning Fengzhi said very politely that with his status, even if he did not have the strength of a titled Douluo, he could still be friends with his peers.
After all, the identity of the sect leader of one of the three upper sects is here. Ordinary titled Douluo really don't dare to call him sect master Ning.
(End of chapter)