Global Erosion: Non-Human Claims to Be My Mr.

【Moon】

Qin Mo closed his eyes and used the last bit of consciousness he had left to call out Xiao Yueliang's real name through the contract.

Black and red light flashed in the void, and Little Moon's figure instantly appeared beside Qin Mo.

Just as Xiao Yueliang was about to reach out to catch Qin Mo's body that was falling backwards, a dark shadow reached out first and hugged Qin Mo from behind.

In the moonlight, long black hair fluttered in front of Qin Mo and intertwined with him, tender and gentle.

Qin Mo's palm lost its strength, and a pale, bony hand supported Qin Mo's hand from below. The slender fingers forcefully inserted into Qin Mo's fingers and interlocked with his ten fingers.

A small bulge appeared on the clothes in Qin Mo's arms, and the hanging fabric trembled slightly.

The puppy in Qin Mo's arms woke up from its sleep and whimpered because of the bumpy ride.

The childish cry caught the attention of the person behind Qin Mo, and the next second his unfathomable eyes moved to the slightly moving clothes.

No one knew what the person behind Qin Mo did, but the puppy's babyish voice gradually weakened.

The puppy fell asleep again.

Little Moon appeared from behind Qin Mo, staring at the tall man behind Qin Mo without blinking.

His eyes were bright and fiery.

The look in his eyes was completely different from the one he gave Qin Mo. It was like he was worshipping and admiring a strong man.

Father......

Little Moon's lips moved slightly, uttering two silent words.

As if sensing something, the man turned his gaze towards the little moon that was staring at him.

The man called father by Xiaoyue nodded slightly.

After getting a response, Little Moon's eyes instantly became brighter than the stars in the sky, and admiration overflowed from her eyes.

As the night fell, a hazy black fog blew in from somewhere, obscuring the moon in the sky and the sight of those peeping in the shadows.

The man moved his other hand to Qin Mo's knee, bent over and picked Qin Mo up sideways.

Qin Mo's head slid off the man's arm and rested on his chest.

The pale face gradually regained its rosy color.

The frown of pain disappeared from Qin Mo's face, and his breathing became calm and powerful.

Perhaps she could see that the man just wanted to spend some quiet time with Qin Mo.

Little Moon wisely stopped disturbing the man and turned to deal with the stationary dodder and the stray dog ​​entangled in the dodder vines.

The rhythm of the power of rules flowed in the little moon's dark pupils. Under the black light and shadow, the wounds on the stray dog's body began to shrink rapidly until they disappeared.

The dodder vines slid limply from the stray dog's skinny body and lay crookedly on the ground.

With a tap of her toes, Little Moon found the main body of the dodder among the numerous vines.

The power of the rules of time was brewing and released again under Little Moon's palm, and a black light quickly rushed up to the body of Dodder.

In an instant, the black light and shadow on the dodder body dispersed into countless thumb-sized light and shadows, which nimbly moved on the scattered vines of the dodder.

Like countless small snakes covered with black scales.

In the blink of an eye, the vines covered by black light and shadow began to shrink and shorten rapidly, and retracted towards the main body.

There are countless vines of dodder, and Little Moon concentrates on controlling the power of rules to move towards each vine.

A large amount of rule power flowed away, causing Little Moon's body to shake slightly.

Suddenly, a black mist like flowing moonlight poured down and merged into the body of the little moon.

Little Moon's eyes darkened.

After a few seconds, all the dodder vines returned to their original bodies.

Picking up the shrunken dodder, Little Moon pursed her lips. The five fingers holding the dodder curled slightly, and the other hand tightly grasped her skirt.

These subconscious little movements inadvertently exposed Xiaoyue's uneasy heart.

The man standing not far away looked at the little moon, who was lowering her head and keeping silent, and walked forward holding Qin Mo.

The man stopped half a meter in front of Xiaoyue and lowered his eyes slightly.

[I have grown a lot compared to before...]

The man's indifferent voice sounded in Xiaoyue's ears.

Little Moon suddenly raised her head, her eyes sparkling before she could react.

She seemed to hear her father praising her...

It's not a dream, right?

Little Moon felt dizzy.

It's so unreal...

She was praised by her father...!!!

Jindu's calm and indifferent eyes took in all of Little Moon's changing expressions.

More and more like a human child...

Well, he is worthy of being the child you raised.

Jindu's indifferent eyes flickered slightly on Qin Mo's face.

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Jindu held Qin Mo in his arms as they walked on the quiet path, with Little Yueliang following quietly beside them.

The little moon's shining eyes occasionally swept across Qin Mojindu and the other man, and the ease and joy on their faces were visible to the naked eye.

The gray mice in the shadows sensed Jindu's presence and scattered in all directions.

After a moment, Jindu looked up at the moon struggling against the black fog.

Finding a clean chair with a backrest, Jindu bent down and carefully placed Qin Mo on it.

Gently pulling his hand back from his knee, Jindu squatted and looked closely at Qin Mo.

The other clasped hand was slowly pulled away from Qin Mo's fingertips by Jindu.

Suddenly, Jindu lowered his head.

Qin Mo's fingers gently rested on his hand as he pulled away.

Perhaps Qin Mo's consciousness had not fully recovered yet, his fingers were weak and powerless, and his fingertips did not have enough strength to hold Jin Du.

Qin Mo's persistence can be seen from his eyes that are trying hard to open under his long black eyelashes that are constantly trembling.

"Who are you......".

Jindu looked at Qin Mo's red lips moving slightly, his eyes deep.

Just when Qin Mo was about to give up and close his eyes, he finally heard the man's reply.

"Ferry".

The man's firm and powerful voice became vague and illusory after entering Qin Mo's ears.

Jin...Ferry...

Qin Mo silently repeated it in his mind.