Transmigration Book

After dinner, knowing that Mo Ziqi was going to "retreat" tonight, Patriarch Murong and the others sensibly did not continue to chat with Murong Mingxi, but left space for the two young people.

Murong Wanyan watched Murong Mingxi's back go away, looked sideways at Patriarch Murong with some worry, "Father, Mingxi..."

The unfinished words were blocked by the hand raised by Patriarch Murong.

"Mingxi has grown up. He has his own judgment on many things. We should trust him." Patriarch Murong said calmly.The voice was not loud, but it was just enough for Mrs. Murong and the Murong brothers and sisters standing around to hear it.

Murong Wanyan was taken aback.Recalling the unprecedented vitality and childishness that Murong Mingxi showed in front of Mo Ziqi, his uneasy mood suddenly calmed down.

For his younger brother, it was the first time he saw the colorful world outside, the first time he met the person he admired...even the first time, he saw the dawn of happiness after suffering.

What he should worry about and work hard for is never this happy present.But in the future, even if Mo Ziqi really likes the new and dislikes the old, he can still have enough strength to be his brother's eternal shield and a port of call.

Murong Wanyan was in deep thought when someone patted her shoulder suddenly.Murong Ange raised her small face with a smile on her face, "My good brother, you are really stupid in doing business." She raised her chin in the direction Mo Ziqi left, with sly complacency in her eyes, "Look at He looks like that, obviously he was eaten to death by my brother. If he wants to abandon him, it must be my brother first... Well! Second brother, why are you beating me?"

Murong Jize waved his fan, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, "Little girl, why are you talking to your brother? You should hit me."

"Mother! Look at him!" Murong Ange covered his injured forehead, expressing that he was wronged and wanted to sue.

Mrs. Murong couldn't help laughing.He raised his hand and scratched her nose, and cursed with a smile, "You."

******

Where there are Murong family members, there is always laughter.After Master Murong and his party came, the warmth and vitality in the warm pavilion seemed to have increased a lot.

Mo Ziqi and Murong Mingxi walked side by side on the path in the garden, the corners of their mouths curled up involuntarily.Enjoy the tranquility of total relaxation.

Seeing his smug look, Murong Mingxi also laughed.Leaning close to Mo Ziqi's ear, he lowered his voice cautiously, and asked, "Ah Qi, will you be able to reach the emperor rank after you come out of retreat this time?"

Mo Ziqi was startled slightly, then chuckled.He nodded and said, "Well, yes. Sure enough, Mingxi can't hide it."

The strength he declared to the outside world is in Lingzun, but the real strength has already reached the emperor level.It's just that the time hasn't come yet, and he doesn't want to attract too much attention from Tiandao. The highest combat power displayed is the spiritual realm.

Murong Mingxi has always been careful.Although he is not a cultivator, he has speculated after seeing Mo Ziqi make a move a few times.

This time he said retreat, no wonder Murong Mingxi thought that he was going to be promoted to Saint Emperor.

"In nearly ten thousand years, the first holy emperor on the continent. I'm here to congratulate Ah Qi in advance!" Murong Mingxi looked at him with bright eyes and a smile on his face.

This little fool.He believes everything he says.

Mo Ziqi squeezed Murong Mingxi's cheek.

The soft skin under the fingertips is still sickly pale.But Mo Ziqi couldn't help feeling hot when he thought that this place would return to a healthy and rosy color in a short time.

He stared at the same emotion in Murong Mingxi's eyes, and suddenly didn't want to wait any longer.

"I don't know if the number one holy emperor in the mainland is qualified to win the favor of young master Murong?"

Murong Mingxi was taken aback for a moment, and stared at him blankly.Some were pleasantly surprised, some were unbelievable, and some were expected.

Mo Ziqi looked at him stunned by surprise and laughed dumbfoundedly.He lowered his head and lightly pressed Murong Mingxi's forehead, his eyes were affectionate and focused, "Mingxi, I like you."

From a long, long time ago, with ups and downs in her previous life, to this moment, she was able to hold Murong Mingxi's hand safely and securely.

He waited for this moment, really waited too long, too long.