Rebirth of the Peerless Demon Pet

Yue Shi insisted not to speak first, as if whoever spoke first would lose.

Hearing the elder's question, Yue Shi was secretly relieved, thankful that he persisted.

Yue Shi cupped his hands, and said in a warm voice: "My name is Yue Shi, and this is my young master. We are here to find City Lord Mo and his wife."

Elder Zichuan thought to himself, oh, so this is a young master, not a young lady.

and many more……

Elder Zichuan opened his eyes wide at once, staring at Yue Shi and said, "Are you friends of the city lord, or friends of the city lord's wife?"

Just as Yue Shi was about to say Yue Qinghong's name, Yue Jianwei secretly poked her waist from behind.

"I want to find my foster father." Yue Jianwei bit her lower lip lightly, and whispered weakly, "My foster father is Mo Yihan."

Elder Zichuan was stunned, he was considered an old minister in the Mo family, and Mo Yihan was the one he had grown up with since he was a child. He had never heard of Mo Yihan having a adopted son for so many years?

But although these two people look dusty, they are well dressed, especially the young man, although there is already some dust on his face after coming all the way, and even the hair crown was unknowingly lost when he was fighting the ice demon leader just now Where are you going, with black hair draped around your body in a mess, you look a bit embarrassed, but looking at the rare and precious Qiankun bracelet on your wrist, as well as the sachet and accessories hanging around your waist, you can tell that this must be a very particular family son.

When Mo Yihan was young, he also traveled outside, maybe he was the adopted son he recognized at that time.

Elder Zichuan stroked his beardless chin and said, "The city lord hasn't come back yet, and the wind and snow are heavy outside. Why don't you two follow me to meet the young lord first?"

Isn't the young master just Mo Canglan? Yue Jianwei's heart leaped for joy, as if there was a happy little sparrow jumping inside, a pair of glazed eyes were bright, like starlight pouring into it.

Yue Shi pulled Yue Jianwei out from behind. Elder Zichuan, who originally wanted to see the whole face, was a little surprised—the other half of his face was actually covered with a silver mask, which glowed with a cold light. What.

However, Elder Zichuan didn't ask much, and asked them to go down together.

When walking down the steep steps from the city wall, Elder Zichuan asked, "What is the name of the young master?"

Yue Jianwei was still thinking about how to behave when he saw Mo Canglan for a while, but he didn't hear it.

Seeing Yue Jianwei immersed himself in his own world, Yue Shiwei twitched the corners of his mouth unobservably, rubbed Yue Jianwei's head to bring him back to his senses, and said: "Forgive me, fellow Taoist, my young master is a little shy, it's okay He loves to talk, and he calls him Yuejianwei, and people can know the cute Jianwei by seeing Weiwei."

When Elder Zichuan heard the surname, his expression changed, and he said, "Which month?"

Yue Jianwei said: "The moon of the moonlight."

Elder Zichuan paused in his footsteps. The surname Yue is very rare. Speaking of this surname, whether it is a monk in Qianyuan Realm or Kunze Realm, the first thing that comes to mind must be the Yue family of the Western Emperor.

Elder Zichuan couldn't hold back, staring at Yue Jianwei's indisputable face, hesitantly asked: "Dare to ask what is the relationship between the young master and Yue Qinghong?"

Yue Qinghong is the name of the city lord's wife.

Yue Jianwei looked into Elder Zichuan's eyes, with innocence written all over his face, and said: "My father's name is Yue Guying, and Yue Qinghong is my little uncle and my adoptive father."

Elder Zichuan: "..."

The road was slippery, and Elder Zichuan accidentally stepped on a protruding piece of ice, and almost slipped down the stairs. Fortunately, the young general next to him quickly supported Elder Zichuan, avoiding the embarrassing scene of turning his back on his back.

Yue Shi also reached out to help Elder Zichuan, full of concern, and said: "The road is slippery in heavy snow, elder be careful."

Elder Zichuan had a strange expression and a dignified expression. He opened and closed his mouth. He wanted to say something but hesitated. His mood was very complicated. After thinking about it, he felt that nothing he said was appropriate. He could only wait for the city lord to come back. Decide.

In a room under the city wall, the warming array emits orange-red light. It is ice and snow outside, but it is warm as spring inside. An incense burner is lit on the dark table, and white smoke curls up, exuding coolness. The scent of snow and plum covered the smell of blood coming from outside.

Mo Canglan, who was wearing a dark and light fur, was sitting next to the warming array. His long black hair was tied loosely behind him, and a lock of long hair fell on his chest, making him look a bit unrestrained. He was holding a copper heater in his hand. A dull-looking gray-white rabbit lay on his lap. The rabbit's ears were so long that it not only covered his face, but also landed on Mo Canglan's lap.

The long-eared rabbit's eyes, almost covered by long fur, stared straight at Yuemi Weikan.

And Yue Jianwei's eyes were on Mo Canglan after entering the door, without blinking.

Thousands of years have passed, Yuejianwei was speechless for a while when he saw this familiar face, he forgot what he said, and was timid due to the closeness of his hometown, he didn't even dare to take half a step forward .

Yue Jianwei just stared at Mo Canglan in a daze, the reflection of Mo Canglan was reflected in the beautiful Weiyuan eyes that hadn't fully opened yet, the emotions inside were extremely complicated, it seemed a little sad, but also a little excited , with some grievances and joy.

Mo Die flapped her wings lightly at the corner of Yue Jianwei's eyes, and passed the emotion in his eyes to Mo Canglan indiscriminately.

Mo Canglan closed her eyes and said nothing, but moved her fingers to summon the ink butterfly to fly back to her hand.

Yue Shi couldn't help but sigh to himself, a hundred years ago, Mo Canglan's fame and talent crossed a big world, and spread directly to the ears of the Zize Xianlu Dynasty family who always thought they were superior, and attracted those aristocratic families to look around, Then imitating, it's definitely not for nothing, it's not unreasonable——

This man who can only sit in a wheelchair, with blind eyes and disabled legs, does have a uniquely blessed face. If the proportion of facial features is more, it is rich and colorful, and if it is less, it is dull. tasteless.

The most rare thing in this world is just right.

Not much, not much.

Mo Canglan is like this.

His eyebrows were cut like a knife, his eyelashes were like feathers, his nose bridge was straight, his lips were painted red, and his skin was like white jade suet. Among the crowd whose faces were somewhat red from the wind and snow, he looked even more graceful and luxurious.

It can be seen that Mo Canglan is tall and straight, even if he is sitting there, his aura is no weaker than anyone standing.

God prefers, but that's all.

It's a pity that he died at the hands of traitors in his previous life, and his life was too short.

Elder Zichuan stood behind Mo Canglan and said, "This is our young master of the Snow White Realm."

He introduced the two people opposite, and said: "These two are Yue Shi and Yue Jianwei. Young Master Yue claims to be the adopted son of his wife and the city lord, and his father is Yue Guying, the first son of the Yue family."

As soon as Yue Guying's name was mentioned, Mo Canglan had a little understanding of Yue Jianwei's life experience, and then he thought for a while, rubbed his fingers against the small copper stove that radiated heat, and said, "If you two come, Those who are looking for my father will probably have to travel in vain, my father has not been back to the Snow White Realm for several years."

Yue Shiyi was stunned, apparently unaware of the situation, he had already thought the harsh environment here was the worst, but he didn't expect that Yue Qinghong, the only one he and Yue Jianwei could rely on, was no longer in Baixue territory.

This would have cheated his father, Yue Shi began to think about taking Yue Jianwei to leave and go to Yue's family before Mo Yihan came back.

Yue Jian pursed her lower lip slightly, her face showed a little panic, against that delicate little face covered with some dust, she looked very cute and pitiful, which made people feel pity.

However, at this moment, he secretly thought in his heart that it was true, Yue Qinghong did not return to the Mo family in Snow White Realm for many years for some unknown reason, and it was during that period of time.

Fortunately, she had already made plans in her heart, Yue Jianwei looked at Mo Canglan, took two steps forward, grasped her right hand with her left hand, and said with some embarrassment: "Then, can I see City Lord Mo? My father Said, seeing City Master Mo is the same as meeting my little uncle, they are both my foster fathers and we are married couples."

The ink butterfly in Mo Canglan's hand became uneasy again, and several butterflies flew around Yue Jianwei, up and down.

Mo Canglan said: "You have also seen the situation in the Snow White Realm. I don't know when my father will come back. If you have something important, you can tell me the same."

On the tenth day of the month, seeing Yue Jianwei's eyes almost glued to Mo Canglan's face, she sighed helplessly in her heart, bowed her hands and saluted, and said softly, "Young City Master, we do have something to do." I beg, this time, my young master and I came to seek refuge with City Lord Mo."

As soon as this remark came out, several people in the room showed different expressions.

Elder Zichuan spoke quickly, and said: "I heard that the first son of the Yue family had ascended to Zize Xianlu hundreds of years ago. His cultivation base is extremely high and his background is extremely deep. If your son is a child of Yue Guying, why would he come to our Snow White Realm?"

Yue Jian slightly flattened her mouth, held Yue Shi's hand, shook her head and said, "My father said that this matter can only be told to Yi Han's father and adoptive father."

"Daddy Yihan? I don't remember that I ever gave birth to a son like you." A cold voice came from the door, and Yue Jian turned his head slightly, and saw a face in plain military uniform The cold and handsome man strode in with a red-tasseled spear in his hands, with some snowflakes sweeping his body.

And beside him, there was a vigorous young man with long hair and high tufts, with immature baby fat on his face, a head taller than Yuejian, and a much stronger body.

This boy's eyebrows and facial features are somewhat similar to Mo Canglan's, but his eyes are round and his nose is small, but he looks delicate and cute.

"Who are you guys?" Mo Yunze, the second young master of the City Lord's Mansion, stared at Yue Jianwei, obviously heard what Cai said just now, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Why do you call my father Daddy? I don't know you."