[Slow Travel] How to show affection correctly

"Father! You can't let him go!" The girl in a fancy dress sat on the cushion of the wooden chair, crying pitifully.

Although she was dressed in complicated clothes, a small section of her snow-white neck was still exposed. There was a large bluish-purple bruise on it, and the whole body was swollen high, which made others feel distressed.

The man on the throne was not like the majestic and fearsome emperor at all at this time, but just a father who protected the calf like ordinary people in the world.Seeing her beloved daughter crying so sadly, Xuanyuan Ling's chest was filled with anger.

He comforted her for a long time before Princess Qianli's eyes turned red and she was escorted by the maid to leave.

Looking at her daughter's weak back, Xuanyuan Ying remembered what the surviving guards said, so angry that her beard trembled, she picked up the teacup in her hand and threw it on the ground!

"Go check!"

A dark figure appeared in the shadow of the room without a sound, and just as the figure was about to disperse like black mist, Xuanyuan Ying suddenly made a sound.

"Li'er has been training with the immortal master for several years, ordinary people can't hurt her... pass the news."

A vague "yes" came from the black mist, but disappeared without a trace after a few breaths.

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When Lin Yuan hopped in, Mo was sitting on a small bench in the corner of the room, staring at the busy figure.

He still couldn't remember the person's name, and every time he asked this question, the other person just smiled and shook his head without answering, which made Mo more or less frustrated.

He still doesn't have any sense of reality in the scenes that flashed in his memory before.Mo felt very conflicted about this.

Why don't you... take one?

Mo thought about it.

This person likes white so much, white clothes, white sword, even the headband that binds his hair is snow-white, coupled with his cool skin, the whole person is like a monster made of ice and snow - not touching the fireworks of the world, Lonely and cold.

And it just so happened that the gadget that the lonely monster had been busy all morning had just finalized, he picked up a small piece and handed it to the person in the corner.

With that cold hand, Mo took a bite of the soft pastry, narrowed his eyes contentedly, and looked like a very satisfied cat.

The man looked at him, couldn't help raising his hand, and gently scratched Mo's slightly raised chin with his fingertips.

Mo didn't escape.He just said suddenly: "Mo Bai, can I call you Mo Bai from now on?"

Since this person can come and go freely in Uncle Ling's secret realm and control the wind and rain, then his identity is probably the master of the secret realm.But the word Lingbo always reminds people of an old man with an old face and a white beard... It doesn't match up with this person in front of him.

Feeling that the name he chose was very easy to pronounce, Mo just lowered his head and ate the five-color glutinous rice snacks, not paying attention to the other person's expression.

Mo Bai, Mo Bai.

The man who was always dressed in white couldn't describe how he felt when he heard this name again.

Mo Bai didn't realize that his eyes were full of tears until Lin Yuan yelled "Why are you making people cry!" at the door.

Mo also froze, he was fine just now, why did he suddenly cry?

As soon as he was about to speak, Mo Bai quickly wiped away a teardrop that rolled down with his fingertips.He blinked, everything was as usual, as if the previous scene was just an illusion of Lin Yuan and Mo.

"Are you... are you okay? Does the name sound bad or do you like it?"

Seeing Mo's cautious expression, Mo Bai's heart ached. "No, I like it very much."

——I have always liked it.

He squatted down, and now he was shorter than Mo who was sitting on the chair.Mo Bai didn't care, he reached out and wiped off the powder debris stuck to the corner of Mo's mouth, as if he had done it countless times.

And Mo didn't think anything was wrong.

The only person present who noticed all kinds of abnormalities was Lin Yuan who was watching everything.

He took out a bottle of spirit pills from his pocket, the five colors of the balls represented the five systems of spiritual power, and Lin Yuan threw them into his mouth one by one, biting them loudly.

Lin Yuan suddenly ran to find two people to come in because of business.

He weighed the consequences of interrupting the two of them and not talking about it for a while, and swallowed the crushed candy whole.

"There is something wrong in the realm of comprehension."

The two turned their heads to look at him.

"Exorcism Conference." Seeing Mo's expression of "it's none of my business", Lin Yuan smiled slyly. "It's called Exorcising Demons, but the venue of the event is actually a ghost. It's interesting."

Mo was really surprised at this moment.Although he doesn't know much about the various factions and sects in the cultivation world, he also knows that ghosts and monsters are the domain of demon cultivators.

He and Mo Bai looked at each other. "Could it be that the so-called Righteous Path is already so strong?"

Mo Bai shook his head.According to his understanding, the strength of both Daoist cultivators and Demonic cultivators has always been about the same.Although there is an unfathomably powerful supreme venerable on the side of the righteous way, the Four Demon and Martial Emperors on the Moxiu side are not vegetarians.

Especially Xue Ling, the ghostly blood emperor, is a complete lunatic who kills without batting an eyelid.How could anyone think of setting the venue for the demon slaying conference there? Isn't that courting death?

"So——" Lin Yuan elongated his voice: "This time, there is something strange about the Demon Slayer Conference."

This is true.

Although the name is called the Demon Elimination Conference, the "devil" does not refer to those demon cultivators who are eccentric by nature as usual.

The reason for this still comes from a letter.A letter written by the most holy venerable and handed to the four emperors of Mowu.

The letter said that at some point in the cultivation world, there was an old monster with extremely powerful skills.This person is horrifying, he massacred hundreds of disciples and followers of all sects, no matter how many people are sent to search and hunt them down, they are like mud cows into the sea, and there is no news of them.

So far, Zhengdao has even lost two Mahayana monks, one of whom is the famous Ling Bo.

After all, if Ling Bo hadn't been murdered by this person, how could the secret realm owned by such a righteous gentleman with such a high reputation be so terrifying, with murderous intentions every step of the way, as if he wanted to slaughter all the people who entered the secret realm before stopping.

If the letter only mentioned this point, the Four Emperors would not pay attention to it. After all, the demon cultivators of the righteous way have complained to each other for a long time, and the enemy has suffered countless casualties. It is not bad for them not to applaud.

But the Supreme Holy One obviously understood the minds of the demon cultivators. After describing the casualties of the righteous way, he suddenly changed the subject and made a proposal.

The words were tactful, but the general meaning was nothing more than—due to Lingbo's secret realm and the slaughter of the boss before, the righteous way suffered heavy losses and was powerless, and urgently needed the help of the magic cultivator to fight against the cruel and bloodthirsty boss.

At the end, I added a few words, although the words were vague, but it clearly stated that if the four emperors agreed, the meeting place would be set at the ghosts and creatures that Moxiu likes to gather to show sincerity. .

Zhengdao dared to send himself to the door, so wouldn't Moxiu dare to take this matter?

It has to be said that the Holy One has handled the tempers of the demon cultivators very well.Four letters, this demon slaying conference is set to open.