White Fox

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Anyone willing to say a few words?

Young Master Mo took advantage of the fire to rob: "Maomao, brother Mo Yu misses you very much, so come back with me, okay?"

([-]) Maomao continues to struggle

God!What did he just... say! ?

"Anyway, that kid is very emotional to bully", "I really want to throw him away", "I'm so hungry, I just roast him to eat"... These voices were amplified several times in Mo Yu's mind, and they still couldn't go away. Repeatedly.

what to do?Want to explain?

But there is nothing to explain, these are extreme thoughts that he really had when he was a child, and he doesn't feel the need to deny them.

Besides, some people still think about messy things when they grow up.

That time when Mu Xuanying was drunk, he babbled and revealed all his brains, saying that I am taller than Xiaoyu, stronger than Xiaoyu, stronger than Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu is a coward, Xiaoyu is waiting for me to protect and so on .

Mo Yu, who was carrying him behind his back, turned dark on the spot, and almost wanted to throw him down when he passed the Cursed Blood River.

In fact, it's just some dark little thoughts, never thought of actually putting them into practice.

Besides, looking at Maomao's current state, it seems that he blames himself for scratching him.

The little fox's big round eyes stared blankly at him, full of guilt, remorse, and grievance, which made him unbearable.

So, I quickly wiped a couple of hands on the scratches with the corner of my sleeve, and silently recited a few words of Ningxue Gongxin formula to lower the body temperature and help stop the bleeding.

Mo Yu thought silently in her heart, by doing this, Mao Mao should be happy.

However, the reality is:

Master Mo Shaogu secretly carried out the heart formula without changing his face, forcing the thin and shallow bloodstains into thick blood streaks, and the blood condensed at the end with gravity, forming three blood beads, which will fall to the end. fall.

Sure enough, water glistened in Mao Mao's big eyes.

Tut tut, good, good, very good.

Seeing the success of the bitter plan, Young Master Mo took advantage of the fire and said softly, "Maomao, Brother Mo Yu misses you very much, so come back with me, okay?"

Hearing Mo Yu's "sincere" words for the first time, Mao Mao was not without sadness.

Brother Mo Yu, whom he had admired since he was a child, didn't like him, and tried to throw him away, and even thought of killing him—or the kind of death that would be roasted as if it were food.

Disappointment and anger overcame reason, it rushed out and scratched it hard.

Fortunately, the instinct of not wanting to hurt others made it subconsciously withdraw a lot of strength at the last moment, but its claws were too sharp, and Mo Yu was still caught bleeding.

Maomao stared blankly at the bloodstains on the chest of the person in front of him.

The head was hot just now, but now it is cooling down rapidly.

It feels ashamed.

It becomes a habit for one person to take care of another person, and the person who is gradually taken care of will enjoy peace of mind.But this kind of goodwill is never taken for granted.

He and Mo Yu are not close, he was weak and incompetent when he was young, he was crying and getting into trouble, he was weak and sick, and he was not the same species as Mo Yu at all.

Obviously he can't do anything but drag him down, so why should he ask Mo Yu to treat him well! ?

Even after he grows up, he still puts Mo Yu in danger time and time again, causing him to run around for himself, causing him to be repeatedly hurt, exhausted physically and mentally...

Looking back carefully at the past, it suddenly realized that it had never done anything for Mo Yu.

Although he has tried many times, he has rarely achieved it. It seems that his luck has been bad and he can't do what he wants to do.Even the only one that was completed, ignored Mo Yu's intentions, and became the source of his sadness and escape.

Why is this happening?

Brother Mo Yu...

The little fox raised his two front paws, crossed them against his brows, and covered his eyes in annoyance.All of a sudden, its mind was filled with all kinds of extreme ideas.

Why not kill me?

Why didn't you kill me sooner?

"Maomao, brother Mo Yu misses you very much, will you come back with me?"

Seeing Mao Mao put down her front paws, Mo Yu raised her head to look at him.The water in her beautiful eyes was about to overflow, but was suppressed abruptly. Hearing his words, her face was blank, as if puzzled and dazed.

Mo Yu's heart skipped a beat.I wondered if I had gone a little too far, both of them have done such things as hurting each other, and one or both of them did it very well, although none of them were sincere and intentional, it was more like fate. Jokes, and even so, the aftermath of regrets is still running rampant.

Such a sensitive topic should not be touched.

However, if you do it, you do it, regretting is of no use.

"Maomao?" At least give me a response.

The little fox blinked, then shook his head unexpectedly.

Mo Yu was stunned for a while, and the little fox took the opportunity to jump out of his embrace, and ran to sit down on the small round table next to the chair Mo Yu had just used, leaving only Mo Yu a back view.

The fluffy tail swept left and right, without any fixed frequency, as if to show the owner's uneasiness.

Mo Yu chased after Maomao, bent slightly, "Maomao, stop making trouble."

He stretched out his hand to touch the little fox's head, but Maomao flinched, and Mo Yu paused in mid-air, slowly clenched into a fist.

There was anger brewing in his eyes, he withdrew his clenched hand, put it behind his back, and asked slowly, "Maomao, are you blaming brother Mo Yu?"

The little fox still didn't look up at him, but hurriedly shook his head, his white ears dangling back and forth.

Seeing that it refused without hesitation, Mo Yu suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

"The peach tree by the small pond is blooming. When the wind blows, the petals sometimes fall into the water. You must like it." He said quietly: "I asked Mo Hongni to make some of your favorite peach blossom cakes. Let's go back and eat, shall we? ?”

The little fox responded quickly this time. It stretched out its right front paw and gestured on the wooden table.

Wang Yifeng, who stood blankly by the side, didn't understand what it was doing for a moment, and raised his eyebrows curiously.Mo Yu, who was standing in front of it, could see it clearly. It wrote four words: I, no, back, and go.

Mo Yu's tone, whose patience was gradually exhausted, also turned cold: "What? Are you still holding on to that matter?"

Mao Mao, who was full of extreme thoughts, didn't know what was going on, he could only see the tiredness and dark circles in Mo Yu's eyes, so he hurriedly wrote on the table: Go back and rest.

Brother Mo Yu, go back and rest quickly.

Wang Yifeng looked at the two who had trouble communicating with each other... (I don't know what to call them), and kindly offered help: "Do you need pens and ink?" After a pause, he changed his words: "Paper and ink."

"No need." Mo Yu replied with his back turned to Wang Yifeng, his eyes were glued to the little fox, and he spoke with a bit of sternness: "Mu Xuanying, what kind of tricks are you playing? Didn't you Can you speak?"

It turns out that I can still talk.Wang Yifeng moved to Mao Mao with probing eyes, the fox demon raised by Xie Yuan, it's a bit interesting.

"Brother Mo Yu, I didn't..." After not speaking for a long time, Maomao's voice was somewhat difficult.Mo Yu wasn't there, he had no one to talk to at all, he was just so anxious that he completely forgot that he still had this skill.

"Then what do you want to do here?" Mo Yu couldn't figure out why Maomao could refuse him.

In fact, even Maomao couldn't figure it out, but after the mental activity just now, he didn't want to stay by Mo Yu's side for the time being.

But it couldn't say this, and it was impossible for Mo Yu to accept it.

The little fox thought hard, trying to find an excuse, but he didn't know that Mo Yu's train of thought had gone completely astray.He squatted down by the table, looked up at Mao Mao, his eyes were warm, but his tone was gloomy.

He said, "Mu Xuanying, don't even think about asking me to take you to Nanping Mountain."

Maomao was taken aback for a moment, and only then did he think of the root cause of their previous cold war.While thinking about it, Mo Yu straightened up, bowed his hands to Wang Yifeng and said goodbye, then turned around and walked out.

Maomao stared blankly at him as he walked to the door before he finally stopped in his tracks, and then Mo Yu said, "It's up to you whether you want to go back or not, but you can't run around, at least let me find you."

Mao Mao followed him and said hello, and he left without looking back.

Mo Yu was finally sent away, and Mao Mao finally breathed a sigh of relief, but then felt a anxious gaze.It shivered in its heart, and raised its head sullenly to meet Shang Wang Yifeng's probing eyes.

The heirs to the secrets of the world of mortals are really more difficult to deal with than one.Maomao grumbled silently in her heart, but still politely called: "Uncle Wang."

Wang Yifeng nodded, approached Maomao, and called the leader Mu Shao.

Maomao baffled, "No need to do that, just call me Maomao."

"Yeah." Wang Yifeng stroked his beard and said kindly: "Maomao, I really want to know, what's your opinion on my flute skills?"

Mao Mao: "..."

In fact, it doesn't know how good his flute is, anyway, it thinks it's ugly enough, enough to annoy it so that it has to fall asleep quickly so that it can't hear it again.

It also discovered that the hypnotic effect of the flute was very good by accident. It was too boring without Mo Yu, and had to extend the sleep time infinitely. Sometimes it couldn't fall asleep after sleeping too much, so it had to ask the magic sound for help.

The two "friendly" exchanged their experiences on Quyi, and they were not let go until Mao Mao was so sleepy that he yawned.In fact, Maomao didn't understand music at all, and he was basically playing sloppy, while Wang Yifeng was probably too happy to notice it.

I thought today's catastrophe was over, but when it came time to sleep, I encountered difficulties again.

Maomao watched Wang Yifeng sitting on the made bed and beckoning it over, almost broke out in a cold sweat.

Instantly shaking his head like a rattle: "No, no need, I can sleep on a table or a chair as before."

Wang Yifeng also shook his head: "I didn't know you were Mu Xuanying before, so I ignored you so much. Now that I know, how can I still ignore you?"

"It's really not necessary..."

"Did Mo Yu let you sleep on a table and chair?"

"Never."

Wang Yifeng suddenly stopped talking.

The longer the silence, the more frightened Maomao became, and finally he had to compromise and jump on the bed, shrinking into a ball inside, thinking: Uncle Wang, you are actually helping brother Mo Yu to force me to go back...

Sleepless.

For three days, Mo Yu stayed alone in the vacant room every night, her sleep quality was getting worse and worse, and she even became a little irritable.On the fourth day, Mo Yu summoned a group of Mo family members to discuss ideas. Except for Mo Caiwei, who was punished to travel abroad, all the members were present.

"I have a task for you guys," he said to discuss it, but Young Master Mo didn't seem to discuss it at all, and made a decision directly: "Go and steal Mao Mao from Liefengji."

The breeze swirls fallen flowers past the open door and swirls away again.

Looking at the silent group of people in front of him, Mo Yu raised his eyebrows: "Why, don't you want to?"

"Master," or Mo Sha stood up with a bitter face: "The snow demon guards beside the valley master are all masters, and it may be difficult for the few of us to get close."

The young master thinks of them too highly, not to mention the Snow Demon Guards, even if it is Gu Master alone, it is still difficult for them to get close.

"None of you worked hard when I asked you to practice martial arts," Mo Yu slapped the table down angrily: "When I use you, you are all scared, if Zhanyi is in..."

Yes, if Gu Zhanyi is here...

"Flying Pigeon to send a letter, call Gu Zhanyi back!" Mo Yu gritted his teeth.

Mo Fei asked hesitantly, "Master, are you sure?"

Although Gu Zhanyi is the number one military advisor under the young master, it wasn't because he was too close to Maomao that the young master couldn't get used to him so he was sent abroad.

Mo Yu simply had a headache.He is so hot-headed that he can't think, and urgently needs someone to give advice, but unexpectedly...

The people around you are not capable, and those who are capable cannot be used.

Have a snack.