2/1 god domain

081 Returning Soon

"Wow~! Where did this young man come from? He looks so handsome!"

"Yunlu, your tone really sounds like a bustard." Yun Xi covered her mouth and smiled, looking at the young Mo Fan, a flash of surprise flashed across her pretty face, "It turns out that Xiao Fan will be like this ten years later. This look is really too attractive! If I were a few years younger, I would definitely come after you, haha!"

"Come on, you, at your age, you can be someone's mother! Do you still want incest?" Yunlu crossed his arms, rolled his eyes mockingly, and secretly glanced at Zhan Yunjue. , the captain remained silent, as if he was preoccupied.

The people around him were laughing and joking, and Zhan Yunjue's gloomy mood also brightened up a bit. After they decided to accept Caesar Ross' commission, he once went to see Old Ross alone. The other party's attitude was very kind and friendly. Not only did he offer They have a new type of aircraft, and they also promise that the gate of Loyes City will be open for them at any time!

As for the Blue Flame Precious Beast?It was accidentally forgotten by the cunning old fox, can you believe it?

Anyway, I don't believe in Zhan Yun Jue.

Regardless of the purpose of Caesar's commission, at least the wishful thinking of the Ross family has started temporarily.

In the short term, the Blue Flame Precious Beast will stay in Luo Yinsi City. As for the nonsense that "the door is open for you at any time", whoever believes it is a fool!

The only thing Zhan Yunjue felt a little embarrassed about was that he couldn't explain it to Xiao Mofan.

Fortunately——

"It's okay, just leave it in their hands."

Looking at Zhan Yunjue's awkward and embarrassed expression, Xiao Mo Fan took the initiative to find a step for the other party.

A group of people boarded the aircraft one after another, and Yunlu took the initiative to sit in the driver's seat. Out of curiosity, the poet followed along, shouting: "Mo Shao, after I learn how to control this thing, Shall we move one for fun too?"

Mo Shao ignored him, but took out his portable optical computer and pretended to "communicate" with Mo Fan.

Because Yun Xi has not experienced the novelty yet, it was Mo Fan who was chattering all over the place, but she was constantly "mobbing" in secret, and finally ran to appease her fighting beast amidst the protests of the water-controlling beast, and waited for her to turn around. At that time, he found that the young man was "busy" with his optical brain in his arms, so he didn't bother him anymore, and sat directly beside Zhan Yunjue.

"Captain, your face has been so tense that your facial muscles are almost dead. Shall I give you an injection?"

"...You are very excited today."

Zhan Yunjue glanced at Yun Xi who was smiling all over her face. It was the first time she saw her smile so brightly after returning from the Santes Mountains.

Yun Xi clenched her fist with her right hand and rubbed her cheek: "Yes."

Not long ago, she really thought that the glorious history of Berserk War would come to an unsatisfactory end, but now, the situation seems to be the same as before, except for one more person, but——

Xiao Mofan's joining made her feel unprecedented confidence and hope.

Say this is a woman's intuition, right?It sounds ridiculous.

But she really thought so, even she herself found it unbelievable, after all, it was just a child.

This point, Zhan Yun Jue seems to have a deep understanding.From the first time he saw Mo Fan, he knew that age is the most deceptive thing. He, the head of a mercenary group, would actually look at a child differently, and subconsciously "rely" on the other party's judgment several times ...

As if thinking of something, the two looked at each other tacitly, then silently looked away.

And the person they all thought of, at this very moment, was concentrating on playing chess with Mo Shao.

After expressing sincerely the long cultural history of Chinese chess, Mo Shao decisively put on a "brazen" shell, pretending to be a novice to play against Mo Fan.

In the beginning, relying on his rich experience, he was able to kill all the youngsters and won three games in a row. He was extremely proud, but from the fourth game on, he gradually felt the difficulty.

The opponent seems to be able to read minds, every move he makes, and any plans he has, will be seen through, and his retreat will be cut off step by step, leaving only a bare commander in the end!

So bullying!

This guy must have known how to play chess a long time ago. He lost three games in a row just now, so he was deliberately fooling him!

However, when Mo Shao looked up, he could only see the young man's expression of serious thinking, without a hint of joy after the plot had succeeded.

Is it true that he judges the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain?

Mo Shao wants to cry but has no tears, just like an ambitious parent who is about to teach their child how to ride a horse, but unexpectedly discovers that their child can ride a horse faster than him, how complicated and complicated the mood is at that time!

"Mo Shao, you lost."

Looking at the five words on the screen and the lovely and pitiful expression at the end, Mo Shao had the urge to growl: Are you mocking me?Are you still pitying me?

"Mo Shao, I just agreed, if you lose, let me hug you to sleep tonight!"

"..." Your uncle!

"Don't play tricks! It's puppies who play tricks!"

"……"piss off!It's not cute at all when it grows up!

"Collect some interest first." The young man looked sideways slightly, his eyes were deep and charming with black and purple light shining faintly, and his smile rippled... almost blinding.

With a stern face, Mo Shao stuffed his light brain into the space ring, wishing he could chop off his own hand. He had a brain twitch to bet with this guy!

Glancing at Zhan Yunjue and Yun Xi on the other side, seeing that they didn't notice the movement here, Mo Shao pursed his lips, turned sideways, quickly kissed the boy's right cheek, and then sat down as if nothing had happened. back to the original position.

"It's really perfunctory." The young man muttered softly, looking very dissatisfied.

Mo Shao snorted, got up, and walked to the driver's seat.

Is this shy?Mo Fan sat on the spot and didn't catch up, but he couldn't hide the curvature of his mouth no matter what.

In the cab, the poet was watching Yunlu's operation, while comparing the data description on the optical brain, his heart was about to move, and he wanted to knock Yunlu unconscious, and then put himself up, but it was just a thought, if he dared to If he does this, Mo Shao will be the first to not let him go.

"Tsk, did you quarrel?"

Hearing the movement behind him, he turned his head to look, and was amused: Mo Shao's face was gloomy, he seemed to be angry!

"No."

"...Oh~!" He was really stubborn.

"If you keep staring at me mischievously, I'll screw your head off." Mo Shao said with a smile, and his tone was so gentle that he could almost pinch water.

The poet trembled all over: Emma, ​​you still said you're fine!This looks obviously as terrifying as dead parents!

"Let me ask you something." Mo Shao was next to the operating table, with his hands in his pockets, and the broken hair on his forehead naturally fell down, covering his sight.

The poet responded repeatedly: "If you ask, the little one will know everything! You can talk endlessly!" He wanted to secretly look at the other party's expression, but in the end, it was fruitless.

"If one day, your destined master appears..."

"I will never leave you!" The poet immediately vowed to express his loyalty!

"..." Mo Shao paused speechlessly, he really should take a seal and seal this guy's mouth first!

"Then what?" After waiting for a few seconds, but seeing no response from the other party, the poet cautiously asked, while his brain cells were spinning rapidly. In his memory, there seemed to be nothing that could embarrass Mo Shao, except... Mo Fan.

When they were in the Sword Spirit Hall, the dean had been teaching these pure sword spirits all the time: the master is everything to them, and the interests of the master are the main priority in everything!

But not all sword spirits are so well-behaved and obedient. There are Bai Yuan and Lan Yue in the front, and Mo Shao, Poet and Facial Paralysis in the back.

The difference between Mo Shao and them is that he used to be a complete human being, possessing the seven emotions and six desires that human beings should have. Is Xiao Mo Fan's feelings for him attachment or liking?In fact, it doesn't matter anymore, because no matter what happens, he will never leave.

But to make him accept this feeling frankly, he couldn't do it...

He may have been like this child all his life. After all, the holy sword spirit is an unattainable dream. Many sword spirits have not been able to reach the edge of their dreams throughout their lives.

As for Mo Fan, he will grow up, and he will encounter more things, more people, and greater temptations in the future.

Once a person's heart has been paid, if it is taken back, it will not be complete, it may have been fragmented, and it may have been riddled with holes.

"Mo Shao, I don't know how you feel, but I think it should happen in a long time. Why do you all like to think so much? Hold on to what's around you, grasp what's in front of you, it's okay Yet?"

"Yeah." Mo Shao raised his head and looked at the poet in surprise. Sometimes he felt that this little friend's brain was obviously too small, but only a poet could see complicated problems so simply and directly. "Thanks."

"Ah...you're welcome." The poet covered his face flattered.