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Leng let out a mournful cry.

She had the urge to move away from the Known Universe and exile herself to the heavens...

On the other side, Su Ming appeared abruptly in Keisha's boudoir.

Just as he landed.

Hexi teased him:

"Yo, our King hasn't even ascended to the throne yet, and he's already bullying a little angel."

Keisha, who was grooming herself in front of the mirror, immediately curled the corners of her lips, wearing an expression of someone watching the show.

Su Ming's skin had been trained to be thick enough.

He stepped forward and wrapped his arms around Hexi's willow waist.

He said nonchalantly:

"Leng looked at me with that kind of gaze, so I, this so-called King, should at least respond... Speaking of which, you were playing quite wildly with my Guardian Angel just now."

Then...

Then Su Ming was countered:

"What, are you jealous?"

That wasn't the case.

Or rather.

He was even more excited.

Of course.

Because he had long known that angels were a civilization composed solely of females.

He was already prepared for such things.

With so many young ladies gathered together, and unable to look down upon ordinary men, wouldn't they have to walk forward hand in hand?

However.

He wouldn't admit to losing a war of words.

He pulled Hexi over.

And gave her a domineering, CEO-style kiss.

Hexi cooperated, deliberately putting on a timid posture.

Yet in the process, she would occasionally wink at Keisha, who was focused on watching the show.

Chapter 197: Moyi Takes the Lead! The Alliance Between Leng and Sister Yan

In the end, Su Ming's morning workout plan didn't succeed.

Keisha still had weak legs.

As for Hexi, her clone was still upgrading.

Therefore.

Su Ming took Leng, who was pretending to be aloof on the surface, and returned to Feireze with a Stellar Teleportation.

Perhaps sensing the return of the Creator.

The Circle of Reason rippled with layers of starlight, waves splashing, within which were the endlessly cycling Dream Bubbles of all living beings.

"Eh? Leng! Why did you come here?"

Yan, who was just about to give Su Ming a hug, immediately had all her attention drawn away by Leng.

With a soft snort, Leng immediately sneered back:

"The Queen personally permitted it, what, do you have an objection?"

Yan retorted:

"I don't have an objection, I just suspect your motives are impure!"

Her face turned red...

Don't misunderstand.

That was from anger...

"So what if my motives are impure? Not only are my motives impure, but I also want to fight you for the male god—no, fight you for the King's favor!"

Yan widened her eyes:

"Pah! Shameless, have you even made your oath before trying to steal him!"

Sneering, even though her ears were burning, Leng continued to counterattack hard:

"As if you've made your oath!"

Uh, this...

It was quite intense...

Su Ming looked 'confusedly' at Moyi, who was accustomed to this.

Moyi shook her head gently.

A mental message was transmitted into Su Ming's heart.

"Sister Leng and Sister Yan are always like this, old rivals... King, don't worry about them, it will probably be several hours before they finish arguing."

Su Ming smiled, took Moyi's small hand, and walked into the Star Palace.

What a pity.

He still wanted to see what it looked like when angels pulled each other's hair.

In the original work.

These two didn't get along.

Now with the factor of Su Ming, they were even less willing to give in.

That strong desire to suppress the other even if it meant death, Su Ming could smell it from three miles away.

Back in the living room.

Zhixin, who was organizing data, raised her pretty face.

She flashed a sweet smile at Su Ming.

"King, welcome back."

Su Ming stepped forward and patted Zhixin's little head:

"Weren't you calling me male god, male god earlier? Why did you change how you address me now?"

Gently rubbing against Su Ming's large hand, Zhixin's eyes were shining:

"But male god, you are already the King of Heavenly Principles!"

Is it really that simple?

I don't believe it!

Unless your heart rate drops by 40% and returns to a normal level, we can talk about other things.

Moyi giggled incessantly.

She quietly leaned into Su Ming's ear and backstabbed Zhixin:

"King, I know why... because, regardless of gender, an individual's status has a bonus, you know."

Zhixin's pretty face flushed, and she glared at Moyi in embarrassment.

This is a bad person!

As if you aren't excited yourself!

Su Ming: "..."

Alright then!

Now I understand.

Just like Keisha and Hexi, who could always stimulate certain interests in Su Ming, subsequently causing his combat power to skyrocket.

It's just that the situation is reversed now.

He started to doubt Keisha's motives... These angels are impossible to guard against!

Just as Moyi was about to smirk at Zhixin, she was pulled into Su Ming's arms, right in front of Zhixin.

He lifted Moyi's chin and gave her a gentle kiss!

Seeing Sister Moyi stiffen like a piece of wood, it was now Zhixin's turn to smirk incessantly.

She even took the initiative to step forward, took Moyi's small hand, and gently let them wrap around Su Ming's back, and then, she leaned into Moyi's ear.

She whispered softly:

"Sister Moyi, now it's your turn to enjoy the King's dominance!"

Moyi: "..."

Wuwuwu!——

Little Zhixin, good job!

What made Moyi sink even deeper was... that dominance from the King, she truly felt it.

She felt it faster than Sister Yan and Sister Leng.

Just this point alone was enough to make her cheer with joy.

Spring equinox, a line of crystal clear fluid stretched and snapped.

Along with it, Moyi's string of so-called reason also snapped.

Regardless of the fact that Zhixin was right beside her, Moyi took the initiative to attack.

Until her heart was about to jump out of her chest, only then did she go limp, collapsing into Su Ming's arms.

Looking at Zhixin again.

In those big eyes, they were already brimming with watery light.

Su Ming smiled.

He wrapped his arm around Zhixin's willow waist.

And took Moyi with him as he Blinked away.

Sensing this scene, Yan and Leng's expressions stiffened, and suddenly they had no interest in continuing.

After a moment of silence, Leng asked, stammering:

"That... King, is he always like this?"

Sighing, Yan spread her hands helplessly:

"What can we do, who told the King to be so into our angel type... He has zero resistance to us..."

To be so loved by her own King.

Yan was very happy.

But...

Why is she always one step behind?

Hexi, that old demoness, and Queen Keisha are one thing; she really can't compare to those two.

But why Moyi?

Just because she has a sweet mouth and can act cute?