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Seeing that the anxiousness between Jing Mo's brows had finally dispersed, the white clothed man let out a light sigh. She bent over and carried Jing Mo in her arms, then slowly sat on the cloud beside him.

Jing Mo kept staring at Flying Dragon Mountain, while he kept staring at Jing Mo. Her small white face, lively eyes, slightly raised nose and cherry lips, all of her body was soft, so soft that he didn't even dare speak loudly, afraid of scaring her.

If not for seeing her today, even he didn't know if he would still have such a cautious feeling. He reached out to stroke Jing Mo's exquisite brows and eyes, and seeing the joy on her face right now, his mood suddenly became especially good.

Watching as the fire gradually grew smaller, Jing Mo's attention finally turned from the Flying Dragon Mountain to the man who was hugging him. His body carried a faint fragrance, like a cool breeze, and even had a faint fragrance of flowers.

Jing Mo raised his head to look at the man who was looking down at him. Her black hair cascaded down the back of his head like a waterfall, and her eyes were deep and profound.

Jing Mo felt that she had never seen such a good-looking person, and that no one would make her lose focus because of her looks. But the moment she stared at the man, she forgot everything, and only looked at her, as if she had fallen into the endless ocean.

"What, are you satisfied with your future husband's appearance?" The mischievous voice that carried a faint smile reached Jing Mo's ears.

"You look good." Jing Mo answered honestly, her intelligent eyes twinkling like the stars in the sky.

"You said I was handsome." The man replied very seriously.

"Just now, I was in a hurry, so I didn't have the time to look at you. Now that I have a closer look, I find that you're really handsome."

"You're honest." The man looked helplessly at the girl who was looking at him with a sincere expression, and said honestly.

"I don't know how to describe it, but I feel that the most beautiful word is handsome." Jing Mo thought that the man was unhappy, so she quickly curried favor with him. The man looked at Jing Mo and wanted to say something, but didn't say anything.

He felt that he was truly possessed. He actually wanted to say words like handsome, elegant, and so on to a five-year-old child.

Of course, what he was even more bewitched by was that he actually cared about his appearance. In these tens of thousands of years, when had he cared about this leather bag …

However, she had to admit that the best word that the little girl had said was that she was handsome, but she was still happy to see him.

"Thank you for saving my mother." Seeing that the Flying Dragon Mountain's fire had finally been stopped by the rain, Jing Mo clapped happily in the man's arms.

"Yes." He only gave a simple response. He was very happy that he was able to make the little girl so happy with just a simple move.

"I'm leaving, thank you." Jing Mo said apologetically to the man.

"So fast?" As he spoke, his hands that were hugging the little girl tensed up a little as if his heart that had never changed for ten thousand years suddenly lacked something. Looking at Jing Mo's soft and silky face, he finally nodded.

Seeing that he agreed happily, Jing Mo jumped down from her bosom and stepped on the clouds, preparing to fly towards Flying Dragon Mountain. The white clothed man suddenly reached out and grabbed her slender arm, and said softly: "Don't forget, you've already promised me."

"Mm. I've given it to you. You're so handsome and so powerful, so it's not bad for me to have a husband like you. So, I won't change my mind." Jing Mo saw that the man was a little anxious, as if he wanted her confirmation. So she spoke calmly, but her mature words didn't seem like those of a four or five-year-old child.

After Jing Mo finished speaking, he stepped on the clouds and headed towards the Flying Dragon Mountain. The white clothed man watched as the girl's petite figure disappeared from her line of sight, and finally sighed helplessly.

To think that she spoke in such a righteous manner and didn't even ask for his name. She didn't even know where he lived and how she was going to marry him and return the title to him, even though he had to admit that it was still very sweet.

Suddenly, a faint sense of loss appeared on her flawless face …

"Overgod, it's time for you to experience your tribulation in the mortal realm. Let's hurry up and leave." The attendants couldn't help but sigh as they looked at the God in their house who seemed to belong to them.

"Tell Yue Lao, the woman he found for me isn't bad this time." The man called the Supreme God said softly and turned to leave. He waited until the latter's back had disappeared before he could not help but shout out, "It can't be, you old man rushed here in such a hurry just to see your future wife, you are also … "Too willful."

"Nonsense. There isn't even a single interesting woman who would experience tribulation and become a true tribulation." His calm and tranquil voice came from the clouds, making the servant feel helpless. It was because there was nothing interesting in Heaven Realm, that he had to go through tribulations, and even before that, he did not forget to take a look at the woman he was married to.

As expected, the world of the God is too lonely, too …

And at this moment, Jing Mo, who had flown to Flying Dragon Mountain, had successfully seen Wen Yi. Wen Yi's clothes were burned with several holes, making him look miserable, but the joy on her face could not be hidden.

Seeing Jing Mo, Wen Yi happily hugged her in her arms and said, "Mom knows, it must be you guys right?

"Mom, it's not me, it's a handsome brother. He made Clouds listen to him, so they won't listen to me." Jing Mo honestly told her mother. Wen Yi looked at Jing Mo in shock, waiting for Jing Mo to continue speaking. Jing Mo naturally understood what she meant, and she could only explain: "I don't know who he is, so when I had no choice, he appeared. I begged him, and when I said I would repay him with my life, he agreed."

Wen Yi was already at a loss for words. A mere five year old child saying that he would devote his life to her was already strange enough, but why would anyone agree to it?

"Mother, he's very handsome, he's even more handsome than Zhong Lou and I. At that time, I thought, as long as he can save mother, I can marry him, I …" Seeing Wen Yi's face filled with helplessness, Jing Mo quickly explained. However, she did not know that the more she explained, the more Wen Yi crumbled.

"Then what's his name, where he lives, why did he make the clouds listen to him? Does he have any hobbies? He …" Wen Yi wanted to explain this to Jing Mo, but just as she said a few words, she stopped. She had just escaped from death and after seeing her daughter, she was about to say such words to her, a five year old girl. Wen Yi felt that her brain must have spasmed.

"He didn't tell me anything. He'll keep her promise. I'll wait for him." It was only then that Jing Mo remembered that she was in a rush to find his mother, so she had indeed forgotten to ask her a lot of questions. But what did it matter, since she had promised him with her body, she might as well wait for him to marry her.

"But …" Wen Yi still wanted to say something, but she was clear that it was still too early to tell Jing Mo this, but never would have thought that the stubbornness in her bones had already far surpassed his imagination, to the point that in the long run, she and Song Yunqian were both worried about Jing Mo's marriage.

What they were most worried about right now was how to get out of the Flying Dragon Mountain. Otherwise, even if the fire was extinguished, they would still die.