Jing Xingjun, the Patriarch of Demon Dao

Ever since Wei Wuxian left, Yunshen has returned to his previous calmness, and Mu Chen feels that the days are getting more and more boring. Fortunately, he can still tease Lan Zhan and chat with Jiang Cheng.

No, Mu Chen is lying dead in his room again, he is a salted fish that is not ideal.

Mu Chen stayed at the bed, stretched his waist and walked down the mountain, bought some iced candied gourds and Tianzi laughed, hey!Jiang Cheng next door was crying!

He paused Yujian and flew to Caiyi Town. In the middle of the air, Awang suddenly appeared in front of him with flapping wings.

"Awang, why are you here?" Muchen looked at the pet in front of him.

A childish voice sounded in his head, "Chenchen, the suzerain told you to go back."

Muchen asked suspiciously: "My father? Don't I still have to study in Gusu?"

Awang shook his head and said, "I don't know why, but the Patriarch is in a hurry."

"Then I'll go back and have a look, you go tell the Lan family." Mu Chen said.

After Mu Chen arrived at his home, he went to his parents' room: "Father, I'm back with your son, why are you calling me back in such a hurry."

There was no one in the room, Mu Chen raised his eyebrows and said: "This stinky old man, he is still in the room when he asked me to come back."

Mu Chen walked to his room, and saw a few people guarding the door of the Nether Hall in the next door brother's room.

He stepped forward and asked those people in doubt: "What's the matter?"

Those people saluted him and said to him with some hesitation: "Young Master, I can't hold it anymore."

"What did you say?" Mu Chen had a dark face, as if the disciple said one more word and he was about to strike.

Jun Yiheng's voice came from inside the hall: "Don't bully others, just get out of here."

Mu Chen glared at the disciple, crossed his hands and walked into the hall: "Father, why are you here with my brother?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw his elder brother lying on the couch, his face was pale, and he seemed to be in a coma. His mother and father were sitting beside Mu Xuan with red eyes.

Yiheng Jun glanced at him, closed his eyes and said, "Your brother has failed in crossing the tribulation."

"What!? How is it possible!" Muchen was startled, his voice became louder unconsciously, "With my brother's magic power, it's impossible not to survive the tribulation!"

"When your brother was crossing the catastrophe, someone took advantage of his weakness to sneak up on him." Ling Youqing's voice, which had always been as sweet as an oriole, was hoarse at this moment, "I went to Xiandao with your father to retrieve the soul grass. Take care of your brother."

Mu Chen glanced at his brother who was still unconscious, and nodded heavily: "You guys... be careful."

There are many dangers on Xiandao, and if you are not careful, you may die in Huangquan, but he knows very clearly in his heart that no one will agree even if he stops it.

Ling Youqing patted her son's head, and held him tightly in her arms: "Of course, mother always knew you were a good boy, if mother can't come back...you have to take care of yourself and your brother."

"Mother..." Mu Chen's nose was astringent when he heard the words, tears were about to flow down, but he stubbornly raised his head, what a man is crying in front of his mother!

Ling Youqing kissed Mu Chen's forehead, let go of the hand that was holding her tightly, and walked out of the door resolutely.

Yiheng Jun glanced at his wife who was holding back her tears outside the door and sighed, "Of course, take good care of your brother, dad is gone."

"Father, be careful..." Mu Chen looked at the backs of the husband and wife going away, and sighed deeply. The descendants of Yanxi Mu's family were almost wiped out, and no one would believe it.

He glanced at Mu Xuan who was unconscious on the couch, he was no different than usual, except that his body was surrounded by black air, Mu Chen's eyes turned cold, who on earth was looking for death and injured his elder brother, his Mu family didn't fight or snatch it, why did they bother to provoke them? Woolen cloth.

Since Yi Hengjun and Ling Youqing left, Mu Chen has to deal with the big and small affairs of the Mu family during the day and take care of Mu Xuan at night.

Days passed, Yi Hengjun and Ling Youqing never came back, Mu Chen's heart became more and more heavy, and the expression on his face looked like someone owed him millions.

After finishing the affairs of the Mu family today, Mu Chen walked towards the Hades. On the way, he found a daisy covered by weeds on the ground. He stopped to look at the daisy, bent down and folded it off. His brother said that he likes daisies the most. Thinking of Mu Xuan, a smile appeared on his face.

"Young master!" A servant hurried over and said.

Muchen's face sank: "How many times have I told you not to make loud noises around the Prince's Hall, do you take my words as wind?"

The servant shivered for a moment, then mumbled, "The Lan family is here to visit."

Muchen frowned and thought, The Lan family?Which blue family?What are you here for?

"I know, you go down first."

The servant heaved a sigh of relief in his heart, since the master and wife left, the young master has become like this, obviously he was kind and lovely before.

When Mu Chen came to the living room, he saw Lan Zhan sitting on a chair drinking tea. His heart was shocked, he hesitated and asked, "Brother Wangji, why are you here?"

Looking at Lan Zhan's light-colored pupils, there is a feeling of comfort, and Mu Chen's tension for many days relaxes slightly.

"You suddenly don't listen to the class, and I'm a little worried." Lan Zhan said with reddish ears.

For so many days, Mu Chen has not come to attend classes. He was worried about any accident, so he came here in a hurry, and he was relieved to see that he was fine.

Muchen glanced at him, with a tenderness in his eyes that he hadn't seen for a long time: "I'm fine."

Lan Zhan hesitated for a while and said, "...why didn't you listen?"

Mu Chen paused, glanced at Lan Zhan and lowered his eyes, and said word by word: "Something happened to my family, my brother failed to cross the tribulation, it is very dangerous now, my father and mother went to find life-saving medicine for my brother, it is also very dangerous, In short, if my father and mother don't come back, I will be an orphan."

Lan Zhan looked at him sharply, seeing that he was in a low mood, he stretched out his hand and patted his head: "You have to trust Sect Master Mu."

"En." Mu Chen pulled his hand down, met Lan Zhan's gaze, lowered his head uncomfortably, and played with his fingers.

There was an itchy feeling in his hand, Lan Zhan curled up his other hand slightly, looked down at Mu Chen, his eyes were full of doting.

"Brother Wangji, can you not leave tonight?"

"According to your."

"Brother Wangji is so kind!"

The author has something to say: Little Theater

Muchen: "Is it possible! With you! Between us! There are too many memories!"

Lan Zhan: "Okay, let's go, bridal chamber."

Muchen: "Don't, don't! I'll just sing a song! Brother Wangji! Help!"