Dressed as a petite jerk

"Why not?" Luo Qingci ignored the coercion he deliberately released: "Everyone has the right to be protected, and Lord Nine Thousand Years is no exception."

"Now let's talk about how to wear off Zhao Rende's luck value?"

"It can't be you and me, it will cause backlash against us!"

"But if someone related to him does it, there is no problem. Anyway, they are the ones who are unlucky."

"Especially those who are in his league."

"It's also useful to destroy things that are beneficial to him, and to rob him of some opportunities."

"And his greatest opportunity, does Lord Nine Thousand Years know what it is?"

Mo Jiuqin's eyes sank, and he uttered a word: "You."

"To be precise, it's Princess Fushun, who is controlled by his [request] and obedient to him."

"However, the real Princess Fushun has been thrown into an unknown space by me, and I am not affected by his [request]... It will be the Xuanyuan Dynasty's prayer festival soon, and I plan to hold a banquet , when the time comes, I will need the help of Lord Nine Thousand Years Old."

Mo Jiuqin stood up slowly, turned around, and returned to Ruantang.

"Okay, the lies are all over. Since Princess Fushun likes this king so much, she should stay a little longer!" He waved his hand, and the place where Luo Qing was saying goodbye suddenly collapsed.

With a "bang", she was locked in a cage made of black iron.

Mo Jiuqin didn't believe what she just said at all.

[Ding, Lord Nine Thousand Years has become more suspicious of his master, and his heartbeat value for his master has dropped by 30 points. 】

[Master, the heartbeat value has become negative...] Xiaoqi reported bitterly.

Luo Qingci was not in a hurry: Don't panic!Since I want to be his goddess of luck, it will not be so easy, after all, he is used to being a loner.

Today is just the first to throw a seed.

Next, I need to water and fertilize this seed...Xiao Qi, I need you.

Xiao Qitongzi [please give orders, master! 】

Luo Qingci: Use your power of time and space to create more trouble for him. He is not awake now, but has a mortal body. It is not easy for you to cause trouble for him.

Make this trouble go away when he's near me!

——Didn't this man disbelieve her?Then, she told him that it would be very difficult for him to leave him!

【Okay, master! 】

then--

When Mo Jiuqin was lying on the soft bed again.

With a muffled sound, the couch broke in two from the middle...

He was keenly aware of the danger and dodged to dodge.

But he stepped on something thrown on the floor, the sole of his foot slipped, and he had to do a backflip to avoid it.

With a "squeak", a mouse fell and almost hit him in the face.

He hid again, but because of the excessive force, there was a "stab" sound, and his underwear collapsed, exposing his ass...

His face suddenly became gloomy, and he dodged directly to the top of the cage, raised his head and asked Luo Qingci temporarily: "Is it your fault?"

Luo Qingci, who was originally sitting, looked up at him, and lay down simply: "What happened to you?"

"Is there another unlucky thing?"

"Master Jiuqian, don't worry."

"Where do I have the ability to make Lord Jiuqian unlucky? I just didn't protect Lord Jiuqian anymore."

"Without my protection, coupled with the low possible luck value of Mr. Nine Thousand Years, Mr. Nine Thousand Years will enjoy it well!"

"Chichi..." A bird flew over from the window, and when it passed over the head of Lord Nine Thousand Years, it pouted...

"Click!" landed on the hair of Lord Nine Thousand Years without fail...