Rebirth of the Peerless Demon Pet

Yue Qinghong showed a bit of disappointment, and said: "If I have to leave tomorrow, do you have anything else to say to me today?"

Mo Yihan squeezed his right hand lightly, his mood sank inexplicably, but he had expected that Yue Qinghong shouldered a great responsibility, and it would be impossible for him to stay here for a long time and run after him. One day, Yue Qinghong would Go back to where he belongs.

Mo Yihan is not inferior, he just looks at the relationship between the two of them quite rationally. In Yue Qinghong's eyes, the matter of love is naturally not as important as the responsibility of being the mausoleum king, just as he will not treat Yue Qinghong Before the snowy land——

He once put aside everything and risked his life and wealth to pursue Yue Qinghong, but that would not be normal after all, once in his life he would be desperate enough.

At that time, it was normal to be young and frivolous, not to think carefully.

If you put it now, you will only find it funny.

The same is true for Yue Qinghong.

So, Mo Yihan said very sincerely: "Then I wish His Royal Highness King Ling, everything goes well and you can get what you want."

Yue Qinghong sighed at first, obviously a little disappointed, but soon swept it away, and said with a slight smile: "Since it is your blessing, then I will accept it with pleasure. It is not early, although it is summer, but the snow-white The wind is still chilly, City Lord Mo should go back to rest earlier, so as not to catch the cold."

Mo Yihan twitched the corner of his mouth.

Judging from his cultivation base, how could he be unwell by the cold wind?

Yue Qinghong's kind words are really exasperating.

Mo Yihan didn't say any more, and replied: "The same is true for King Ling."

After that, the people left.

Yue Qinghong looked at his tall, straight and quite cold back, couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, showing a playful and cold smile, he even stuck out the tip of his tongue, and tapped his lips lightly, this action was ambiguous and And frivolous.

At this moment, where is the gentle smile like a gentleman just now in his eyes, full of gentleness and elegance?

Inside, there is an obsession with blood mist that is almost too thick to dissolve.

Perhaps his pursuit was not intense enough, so that Mo Yihan thought that he was calmly trying to reconcile with him from the beginning to the end, but this is not the case. He, Rong Yuheng, has never had anything he wanted in his life Experience, no matter it is people or things, whenever he stares at it, he will bite like a poisonous snake, and he will never let the prey completely in his mouth, and he will never let it go.

He won't hurt Mo Yihan, but he will never allow Mo Yihan to lick his wound alone in a place where he can't see.

If Mo Yihan doesn't love him, then that's fine, but Mo Yihan clearly still has him in his heart.

"It was you who gave me the chance." Yue Qinghong mumbled a few words with a low chuckle, and with a wave of his hand, several black-robed stumps silently landed beside him.

Naturally, it is impossible for the King of Ling to take risks alone, and there are so many dead soldiers who follow him like a shadow.

"Tomorrow, the king will return to Zize Xianlu." Yue Qinghong pinched a plum blossom, looked at the withered plum blossom petals, and said: "You can discuss on your own, and leave three people in the snow-white realm for Yue Jianwei to drive." .”

After finishing speaking, Yue Qinghong waved his hand again, and those dead men disappeared in the same place without a sound, as if no one had ever come.

Mo Yihan rarely suffers from insomnia.

For some reason, he was restless, unable to sleep or eat, and after tossing and turning on the bed for an hour, he finally couldn't help but sit up, and in front of his mind was Yue Qinghong's last forced smile of loss.

Mo Yihan is clear about his own thoughts, how can he easily forget the person he fell in love with when he was young, the person who allowed him to give birth to two children with a man's body?

It's just that it's hard to understand.

Yue Qinghong forgot about him, which made Mo Yihan very concerned.

Their feelings are accumulated bit by bit from the past memories, Yue Qinghong erased everything in the past so easily, what kind of feelings are there?

Mo Yihan has seen all of Yue Qinghong's actions these days, but these actions make it difficult for him to distinguish whether they are bored and want to tease her, or something else.

If he were the young general of the Han family, it would be a bit of a novelty.

But what about this?

Yue Qinghong can't remember him, and he can't remember Yue Qinghong and Shao General Han, Yue Qinghong should love the original person, and what he loves is not Yue Qinghong who loves Shao General Han.

Mo Yihan couldn't smooth out this kind of disordered feelings, nor was he able to accept it.

Mo Yihan sighed.

He removed the wick, the candle flame danced, and the silhouette fell on the white wall, feeling a sense of loneliness.

After a while, someone came to his courtyard with light steps, and asked hesitantly at the door: "Daddy Yihan, are you still awake?"

This voice is subtle.

Mo Yihan put on his clothes and got up to open the door. He was surprised to see Yue Jianwei who was wearing a formal suit with thin sweat on his forehead. He couldn't help saying, "It's so late, you haven't gone to bed yet?"

"Daddy hasn't gone to bed yet, it's so late." Yue Jianwei said, "Because foster father will leave the vast continent tomorrow, so daddy can't calm down?"

"..."

The news that Yue Qinghong was about to leave had already spread throughout the Snow White Realm, and this word was revealed from Yin Hesi's mouth. The elders of the Snow White Realm couldn't believe it at first, but then they were quite reluctant, and they went to find him one by one. Last month Qinghong used various reasons to persuade him to stay or leave later.

Yue Qinghong's kung fu in Tai Chi was superb, and without much effort, he pushed these simple elders back.

Mo Yihan was startled, and said helplessly: "You little clever ghost, it's clear that I'm the one asking you again."

Yue Jianwei wiped his forehead with his sleeve indifferently, with a natural smile on his face, and said: "Some exercises still need to be consolidated. A big week has just ended, and I am going back to wash up."

The monks don't have much requirements for the sun to rise and set to rest, but the Snow White Realm has never advocated both day and night cultivation, as long as the Taoism is natural, if it is forced too hard, it is easy to collapse the mentality and become unstable.

Moreover, the Mohists always believe that the purpose of cultivating longevity in life is to make oneself happy and happy. If in the process of cultivation, you can even be satisfied with such things as sleeping and eating, wouldn't it be putting the cart before the horse?

Therefore, after Zishi, there are very few disciples who continue to practice hard.

Mo Yihan nodded in relief, and said, "In the entire Snow White Realm, you are the one who works the hardest."

Yue Jianwei said: "It's impossible if you don't work hard, I still want to see Brother Canglan as soon as possible."

Mo Yihan was slightly taken aback, smiled, and turned to let him in.

After Yue Jianwei came in, the smile on his face faded, and there was a touch of melancholy between the delicate and beautiful brows.

"What?" Mo Yihan closed the door, pulled Yue Jianwei to sit down at the table, and asked concerned: "Did something happen?"

In his memory, even when Yue Jianwei was in trouble, he would show a self-confident expression that he was not afraid of anything, even if he had no foundation in his heart, and he rarely showed such an obviously anxious expression in front of others.

Mo Yihan had to pay attention.

Yue Jianwei took out the twin mirror that was hidden in his bosom all the time, the mirror was covered with cracks, finely broken like spider webs, it made people feel uncomfortable just looking at it.

"What's going on?" Mo Yihan asked.

He knew that after Yue Jianwei got this baby, he would hug him all day long even when he was sleeping, and he wouldn't even let Mo Yunze touch him. He treasured the baby so much, but now he actually broke it into pieces. unusual.

"When I was looking at brother Canglan with the twin mirror, I suddenly saw wisps of purple-black aura hovering above his head. I wanted to wake him up, but it was of no avail." Yue Jianwei's palms ooze Breaking into a cold sweat, he was obviously a little flustered, and said: "It took a long time for a stick of incense, and I just wanted to go to my foster father to find out what happened, but the strange breath actually entered his body along his heavenly spirit cover. "

Mo Yihan's face turned cold, his heart sank, and he said, "And then?"

"Then, Brother Canglan opened his eyes, and with a wave of his hand, the mirror shattered." Yue Jianwei was in a state of panic, "His eyes were a dark purple that was almost black, but in the ice palace, the ice flakes reflected The light from the pearl shone directly on his eyes, and I saw the purple, he discovered the existence of this mirror, he didn't want me to see his appearance, and maybe he was angry."

"Don't panic, there may be other reasons."

"It's fine if he's angry, he doesn't want others to stare at him, I just don't want to stare at him." Yue Jianwei's face became more and more anxious, and he pinched his fingers, saying: "What I'm most afraid of is him Being disturbed by those seemingly strange auras, he became so violent, Daddy Yihan, what happened to him? Can I go and see him?"

"..."

Mo Yihan heard that he was incoherent, so he knew that he was really anxious, so he quickly comforted him: "Don't panic, maybe there is nothing serious, after all, it is going to return to the original body, no one has experienced this kind of thing, what will happen? So, neither you nor I know, I will take you to find your adoptive father, and I will let him give you an explanation."

Yue Jianwei nodded vigorously and said, "Okay."

Yue Qinghong also didn't sleep all night, but he never liked to waste time on sleeping, so he was in the house at this time and didn't know what was going on.

His other courtyard was halfway up the mountain, and Mo Yihan had already noticed it when he arrived at the foot of the mountain.

When Mo Yihan arrived at the gate of the other courtyard, Yue Qinghong was already waiting there in his spare time.

"It's a rare visitor." Yue Qinghong said with a gentle smile, "I've lived here since I lived here, and it's the first time you've come here to look for me, if you don't have a tail, I'll be happier. "

Little Tail showed an embarrassed smile.

Mo Yihan shook his head, and said: "I don't have time to flirt with you right now, Yue Qinghong, I have something to ask you."

Seeing his serious expression, Yue Qinghong stopped joking, let the two of them enter the room, and poured tea and water, very thoughtful.

"Why are you looking at me so seriously, but what did I do that displeased you?" Yue Qinghong was also puzzled, and felt a little uneasy.

Mo Yihan gestured to the mirror at Yue Jianwei's place, pointed to the broken mirror, and said, "Your magic weapon, it seems that the quality is not very good. You only used it a few times, and it just broke."

Yue Qinghong's face changed slightly, he grabbed the mirror and said: "This twin mirror is a spiritual treasure, it is absolutely impossible to be broken by any external force, I told Lan'er to take it with him when he entered the Heavenly Goddess Palace , so that people outside can always pay attention to his every move, and he agreed at that time... There are two mirrors, and only when one of them breaks, the other will break, so it's impossible..."

When Yue Jianwei heard this, he became even more flustered, stood up and said: "Brother Canglan smashed that mirror with his own hands, which caused the mirror on my side to be shattered into dross. His breath entered his body, and he still has a pair of purple eyes, what the hell is going on?"

Yue Qinghong turned the mirror over and looked at it, and told Yue Jian to be calm and not to be impatient, and performed a magic formula in front of the mirror, chanted the spell, and saw the previous picture sparsely appearing on the broken mirror.

In the translucent ice palace, the white tiger circled and nested on the high platform in the distance, a pair of purple eyes looked towards Mo Canglan, but the black and purple airflow in Yue Jianwei's mouth was never seen, not long after, Mo Canglan, who had closed his eyes, suddenly opened them, and the eyes were so thick that they couldn't be melted, it was his original color.