The best are seeking death every day, and the big guys are killing each other indiscriminately.

Wen Shao not only checked Mo Qi's teeth, but also performed a comprehensive scan on him, confirming that he indeed had no cultivation at all and that his body had indeed returned to the state of his childhood.

But there is a seal in the dantian, which seems to contain huge energy. There is even the aura of the original body on the seal.

This seal is extremely secretive. If Wen Shao hadn't had the power of his soul for many lifetimes and his spiritual consciousness was unusually powerful, he wouldn't have been able to see it.

Wen Shao studied it carefully and finally confirmed that what was sealed inside should be Mo Qi's own cultivation and memory. If it could be released, he should be able to recover as before.

but……

Wen Shao looked down at the panda cub who was so comfortable that he fell asleep after being kneaded by him, and felt a little hesitant.

Wen Shao, who has the memory of his original body, knows exactly what kind of place the demon world is and what kind of demon his mother is.

Not every child is born bad, and not every demon is born murderous. It is more the environment that determines character.

Mo Qi finally became the demon lord in Wen Shao's memory who took pleasure in killing creatures, which shows that his path to growth is not bright.

Mo Qi now has a crush on him because of the blood flowing in his body, and subconsciously relies on him. What about Mo Qi who has recovered his memory of a hundred years old?

Wen Shao didn't dare to gamble.

So let’s let nature take its course for the time being and wait until the time comes before making plans.

The original bamboo house that he worked so hard to build could no longer be saved. Wen Shao learned his lesson and re-selected the location to build the wooden house. Outside the wooden house was a bamboo forest, which was simply a self-help holy place for Mo Qi. At this time, he was rolling around in the bamboo forest excitedly.

He sniffed on the left, looked on the right, and finally locked on the target. He spotted a bamboo shoot and dug it up, even with his short tail.

But he was too young. When he dug out the bamboo shoots, the originally black and white cub was covered in mud and looked a little embarrassed.

"嘤嘤!"

Mo Qi held the bamboo shoots in his arms and didn't care about this, and his screams were full of excitement.

Wen Shao smiled and watched him make trouble. He could only be thankful that there was such a great existence as the dust purification technique in this world, otherwise he would really become the kind of father who collapses after bathing his children.

Mo Qi dragged the bamboo shoot that was bigger than him, walked with some difficulty to Wen Shao's feet, and then made a series of gestures.

"嘤嘤嘤!"

Daddy eats it!

Wen Shao was a little surprised: "For me?"

The little Zaizai nodded proudly.

Seeing that such a young cub had learned to be filial to his old father, Wen Shao was "happy" and used the dust-purifying technique to make the mud on Mo Qi and the bamboo shoots disappear.

The dirty Zaizai turned into a brand new sesame dumpling with exposed fillings.

"嘤嘤!"

Mo Qi screamed excitedly, and the next second his paws lifted off the ground, and the entire panda cub and bamboo shoots were lifted into Wen Shao's arms.

Now Mo Qi was very dependent on Wen Shao and wanted nothing more than to be close to him. He was happily wagging his tail in Wen Shao's arms, and then he was grabbed and "ravaged" by Wen Shao unceremoniously.

The so-called best is what you can't get. When he was in the modern dimension, the panda was a national treasure. Although it was naive, its lethality should not be underestimated.

In the past, you could only watch the interaction between pandas and keepers at the zoo. Now he owns one himself, and it is still such a cute one. This is indeed a joyful thing.

Although Wenbai can also transform into the form of a panda, "domestic cats are not as fragrant as wild cats" (bushi).

Wen Shao had a great time playing with Mo Qi "up and down".

The poor Zaizai had no power to fight back at the hands of his old father, and of course he wouldn't fight back either. He was holding the bamboo shoots in his arms and was being touched very comfortably by Wen Shao, making him moan.

When Wen Shao finally got tired of playing, he persevered and stuffed the bamboo shoots into Wen Shao's arms.

It was just a bamboo shoot. It was Mo Qi's kindness. Wen Shao did not refuse and took the bamboo shoot into his bag. He planned to use this bamboo shoot to stir-fry meat this noon.

Returning the favor, he dug out several fresh bamboo shoots and handed them to Mo Qi. The panda Zaizai couldn't wrap his hands around them. He looked at this and that, not knowing where to start. Finally, he raised his pure black eyes and worshiped. He looked at Wen Shao.

"嘤嘤!"

Daddy is the best!

Wen Shao accepted Xiao Zaizai's admiration unceremoniously and rubbed his head again.

As a panda, Mo Qi's habits are similar to those of modern pandas, but after all, he is the son of gods and demons, and is very different from ordinary pandas in some places.

For example, he can eat cooked food and also likes to eat Wen Shao's dishes. Most of that plate of fried pork with bamboo shoots ended up in his stomach.

This kind of seclusion and raising pandas is intoxicating.

The first day, petting the cat.

The next day, pet the cat.

On the third day, I will examine myself three times a day, Wen Shao, Wen Shao, you must practice well.

The fourth day, petting the cat.

The fifth day, petting the cat.

It's a pity that this good life did not last for half a month, and this newly built hut received uninvited guests.

"Moyin Lian."

Wen Shao called her name in a deep tone, clearly not welcoming.

He accepted the memories of the original body, and also accepted all his emotions. Although the original body was a relatively marginal god in the world of gods, he could become a true god from a mortal body. He was naturally the proud son of heaven, and no one has been able to surpass him in ten thousand years. right.

The proud son of heaven is like his original self. The biggest setback and the most humiliating thing he encountered in his life was in the demon world, at the hands of Mo Yin Lian. The hatred in his heart could not be hidden at all.

After the original person lived in seclusion, there was not a day when he didn't want revenge. However, Mo Yin Lian was killed by Mo Qi in his previous life, and his hatred ended abruptly before he could express it.

At the same time, he was also curious about what happened to turn the mother and son against each other.

Maybe he will get the answer today.

In half a month, Mo Qi had grown from a cub that was a little bigger than Wen Shao's hand to a panda that was half as long as Wen Shao's arm. However, there was something obviously wrong with Mo Qi's reaction when he saw Mo Yin Lian.

When Mo Qi met Wen Shao, because they were connected by blood, the instinctive pull of their blood made Mo Qi dependent on Wen Shao.

But now when he saw Mo Yin Lian, a relative who was also connected to him by blood, he seemed very frightened. The whole panda huddled up and hid in Wen Shao's arms, its head shrank, leaving only a trembling body. Back view.

He had obviously lost his memory, but even the instinctive pull of his blood couldn't resist the fear in his heart.

Wen Shao's heart sank, and he looked at Mo Yinlian with an increasingly unkind look.

"Giggle..." Mo Yinlian was in a good mood when he saw him like this. He covered his mouth and laughed softly. He licked his red lips with the tip of his scarlet tongue. There was undisguised aggression in his eyes, which made Wen Shao Very uncomfortable.

"It turns out that this thing actually came to you, Wen Lang, you are really easy for me to find."

Mo Yinlian's tone was filled with resentment, and a trace of disappointment flashed across her charming face, as if she was completely hurt by Wen Shao's actions.

If they didn't know the truth, I'm afraid some people would really think that Wen Shao was a heartless man who didn't know what to do.

It's a pity that the demon soldiers surrounding this wooden house don't think so, let alone Wen Shao and the others.

Wen Shao gently comforted the trembling Mo Qi with his hands, and looked at Mo Yin Lian with eyes colder than ten thousand years of ice.

"roll!"

"Haha~ Wen Lang is so heartless, it really breaks my heart~"

She was born passionate, favored by countless men, and loved everyone, and her love dissipated without a trace like the wind.

At the beginning, she fell in love with Wen Shao and fell in love with his unruly nature, but she had to succumb to her helplessness. The fall of the favored man always makes people addicted.

After Wen Shao escaped, she was angry about it and insulted many people.

However, men are like clothes. If this clothes is gone, just replace it with another one. Moyin Lian soon has a new goal, and since she is pregnant, Wen Shao is forgotten by her.

However, seeing this man again, the restlessness in his heart seemed a little uncontrollable. Mo Yinlian's eyes flashed with determination, and he had even thought of a way to humiliate him.