Reversed

Prepare hot water for you, you come back as soon as possible. "

"sorry to bother you."

Mo Xuanying responded politely, and it was hard to tell that she came from the Valley of the Wicked.

"Maomao, when did you arrive?"

"Just now, the people at the station said that you didn't come back, so I came to look for you."

As she walked further and further away, the sound of wind and rain covered up the redundant sound again, and she looked back at the two people who had already blurred into a ball, and it was so dark that they couldn't tell each other apart.

An inexplicable worry came to her heart, she shook her head slightly to shake off the redundant thoughts, and hurried back to prepare hot water.

The fate of meddling is terrible, just look at Yu Zhuocheng from before, she witnessed with her own eyes how the famed hero fell to the point where everyone shouted and beat him.

37

Nanping Mountain is the gateway of grandeur, and it is also a place of offensive and defensive military strategists like Kunlun.

Winter has come, and the mountains are still green and beautiful.

This place is of great significance to Maomao. He was born here, inherited the heroic ambition of his late father, and was also the person in charge of the stronghold of Nanping Wuwang City.

Now these things don't belong to him anymore, like a joke of fate, it took away everything he should have in an instant.

But Mao Mao felt that he should thank fate, because it sent his Xiaoyu back together.

For this alone, he is willing to trade everything.

The thunderstorm, which is rare in winter, came quickly and disappeared suddenly. By the time the drenched two came out of the bath, the dark clouds deposited outside had dispersed.

The room where I stayed was not big, just enough to squeeze two and a half children, because it was getting late, I was planning to rest for a night.

When Ruan Mei delivered the dinner, she found that young master Mu Yu, who was indifferent to others, was wiping the wet hair of young master Mo Xuanying with a dry towel.

Wrapping the wet hair with a cloth towel, he stroked it dry one by one, with gentle movements and a gentle expression, as if wiping a unparalleled treasure in the world - carefully, precious and heavy.

She never knew that her young master had such a gentle side, which completely overturned the known understanding. She swallowed hard, feeling as if she knew too much and would be silenced.

That young master Mo Xuanying was obviously much more serviceable than his young master, so when he saw her coming in, he greeted her with a smile.

"Just put it here, thank you."

Ruan Meimu withdrew with a stiff face, her movements were as fast as a gust of wind, but she still couldn't hold back her curiosity when closing the door, and took a last look.

I saw that young master Mo Xuanying picked up a chopstick of fresh meatballs and fed them back, and Mu Yu leaned over to grab them in a familiar and tacit understanding, cooperating seamlessly, blinding her eyes.

She was wrong, curiosity killed the cat, her eyes hurt.

Mu Yu's diet originated from Lao Wang, and he chewed slowly, very politely.On the contrary, Mao Mao eats casually, stuffing meatballs into his mouth full, and his bulging cheeks are as cute as a little squirrel.

Watching Mu Yu eat is more pleasing to the eye, but watching Mao Mao eat is more appetizing.

Mu Yu swallowed the meatballs in his mouth, sat on the other side of the table and laughed at him.

"Maomao, your hair is still so frizzy and dry, it curls up like a chicken coop when you wipe it dry."

Maomao touched her chicken coop resentfully, feeling envious and jealous towards Xiao Yu of his family.

Xiaoyu's hair is smooth and beautiful, which is great.

Mu Yu had a nest in Wuwang City, but he didn't rush back to live in it. The two brothers were so sticky that they couldn't talk enough, and squeezed into a small wooden bed at night as nostalgia.

After a good night's sleep, neither of them had the habit of staying up in bed. Mrs. Huang, who got up early from the post station and sold snacks, stuffed something into her stomach, and went to Xiaochuan with the things.

Mu Tianlei's cemetery is often cleaned up, so there are no weeds, and it is easy to clean up. It was cleaned up in less than a moment.

Maomao stood silently in front of the tombstone, brushing her finger over the only line of words on the tombstone, her heart felt as still as water.

Suddenly, he smiled lightly at Mu Yu who was accompanying him, overflowing with relief.

"I can finally stand here with Xiao Yu." Smiling and sighing, "It's not easy, Dad, what do you think of this daughter-in-law that your son abducted? Doesn't she look good?"

With a 'snap', the hand with the leather glove directly stuck to the back of Mao Mao's head. It didn't hurt but had a heavy warning meaning. He cast a contemptuous look with his black eyes and phoenix eyes, "Who is your wife?"

"Hey Hey……"

Maomao clutched the back of her head and smirked, looking at the sky, the earth, the scenery, but not at her own wife.

Mu Yu didn't bother to pay attention to the other party's small actions. Anyway, the truth will not be changed by personal will. Who is who is who?

"Hero Mu..."

"You should call me Daddy."

"……father."

Paused, it seemed that he was not used to this name, Mu Yu's expression was a little stiff, and then he quickly adapted, pressing the tombstone with one hand, covering his furry hand with the other, and said solemnly with downcast eyes.

"I'll take good care of Mao Mao."

There is no need for vows of eternal love, and no need for gorgeous rhetoric. A plain promise is a lifetime of entanglement.

Hearing this, Maomao grinned silently, then held the man's hand behind his back and slowly tightened it.

"Xiaoyu, take me to Mojiabao to visit the grave next time, I want to meet your parents too."

"……it is good."

Xiao Yu has never spoken about his past, and that bloody memory is another knot in his heart that he can't explain. He has to work hard to untie it, at least not to make him feel so painful when he mentions the past.

It was obvious that Mu Yu didn't want to talk about her past, so the conversation changed and the subject changed.

"You didn't come here just to visit the grave, did you?"

Maomao chuckled, "I don't know how Big Brother Yu Zhuocheng offended Xiao Yu, but the year is approaching, and I'm here to pick up Sister Chu back to the Valley of the Evil."

"You want to bring Yu Zhuocheng back to the Valley of the Evil?" Mu Yu raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, "How sure are you?"

Maomao rubbed his head affectionately on Mu Yu's shoulder, and sighed softly, "Brother Yu is very stubborn, I'm only [-]% sure to convince him."

Mu Yu patted Maomao's head tenderly, and smiled with a flamboyant charm, "Then I'll help you again."

"Xiaoyu, are you the best~"

'Papa' A kiss on the cheek left wet marks, and Mu Yu, who had been eaten tofu, was in a very complicated mood.

Of course, Mao Mao was also very complicated in his heart. He sighed in Mu Yu's ear, with endless regret in his voice.

"Xiao Yu, you need to grow up quickly~"

Two people with adult souls can only cuddle to satisfy their greed after they communicate with each other. Their hearts are so itchy that they can't have any further intimate contact. This kind of forced abstinence is really a tragedy in the world.

Knowing that Maomao is very depressed, he is also very angry, but he can't do anything if his body is weak.

Smoothing the ponytail that fell down his shoulders, he stretched out his leather-gloved hand and spread it out.

"Five years."

"Ok?"

"Five years is enough."

Mao Mao understood, and burst out laughing happily.

"Okay, I will send the dowry to Luoyan City in five years' time."

"dowry!"

"It's a betrothal gift, a betrothal gift!"

"dowry!"

Childish quarrels could be heard from a distance, and Ruan Mei dared not approach as if her feet had taken root. She silently counted the ants on the ground and let go of all her thoughts.

Don't listen, don't see, don't hear, so that you can live for a long time.

It seems that the two young masters are not hungry yet, so let's take time to eat.

38

It can be said that Qutang Gorge is basically under Mu Yu's control now, whether it is step by step to eradicate the scattered cottages in the Twelve Links or to cut off their back road, it is all planned.

Now all the forces of the Twelve Links have been collected and concentrated in Baidi City. Mu Yu is not clear on the top, but he knows exactly how big the backup giant warehouse called Cancuihai Hall is, enough for the group of water thieves who have run out of food. for a long time.

Although he is bound to win the Baidi City, firstly, what he wants is the complete Baidicheng, and secondly, the matter of Mao Mao is of course more important than these insignificant little things.

Therefore, no matter whether it was Gong Ao, Yu Wen's family, or Yu Chu's couple, he only tossed a few times when he wanted to vent his anger, so as not to end the game too quickly.

What he wanted was the terrified atmosphere of Twelve Links, fear, suspicion, jealousy, chaos, and then collapsed to meet death.

He has never been a good person, and the days in the Valley of the Wicked were even more dark. What's more, the world of mortals has always played tricks on people's hearts. It is easy for him to want a life that is worse than death.

The most typical example is Yu Zhuocheng, and Chu Xiaying, who is closely related to him, has been weak all the time because of the strong pressure brought by Mu Yu.

She originally had a sentimental and soft personality. She thought too much and thought too much, so she couldn't afford to get sick.

Maomao also got some news in the Valley of the Wicked. He suppressed Yu Zhuocheng's request for medicine. First, he didn't want Uncle Tao to worry too much. Second, he had already made a decision to bring Chu Xiaying and Yu Zhuocheng together. Take it back to the Valley of the Wicked.

But do as the Romans do, Mu Yu said that he would be responsible for drawing people out of Baidi City, so Mao Mao waited in peace.

Standing beside the river, Baidi City is easy to defend and difficult to attack. If you look down from the towering dragon pillar dragon head standing in Baidi City, it will be even more majestic and majestic.

Because he didn't want to be disturbed by irrelevant people, Mu Yu temporarily rented a small boat to float on the river. When Yu Zhuocheng came with Chu Xiaying as promised, Mao Mao was lying on Mu Yu's lap with a piece of grass in his mouth, feeling very comfortable. , while Mu Yu played a casual tune on the flute, with a harmonious appearance.

Yu Zhuocheng was strangely silent. He knew the two teenagers in front of him and knew their identities. Because he knew too well, he couldn't adapt to this harmonious and beautiful picture.

By the way, aren't you two rivals? Is it really okay to be so close?