Xie Lingyan asked, "White Hair, what do you think of this Uncle Mo?"
The white-haired god said, "General."
"Ah? After all, you are someone who has competed for the position of headmaster. How can you be so calm and calm?"
"So is he the head coach now?"
"Yes, why didn't he purchase the price to achieve good fortune?"
"This is not simple. First, the strength is insufficient; second, the character is unstable; third, it is unpopular..."
There are a lot of reasons behind it.
It is a normal result that Mo Yansheng cannot become the headmaster of Qingxiao Sect.
Maybe he didn't understand why he wanted to be the leader at all. If he said it was to make the entire sect obey him, then he was totally wrong.
If you climb to that high position for personal selfishness, it is even more wrong. Such a person will not be able to go far because he is short-sighted.
Xie Lingyan listened silently, and she realized that no one seemed to look down on this white hair.
I can't help but think, why don't you say that in this Cangyu Continent, you don't obey anyone but yourself?
The white-haired god said, "There are really not many successful people in Cangyu Continent."
Xie Lingyan: "..." Who is the real swell? "Hey, White Hair, just now Uncle Mo said that grandma can move Yanlan Yunxiu, do you know that move?"
"You know, misty clouds come out, the sky and the earth change color, it rides on the wind and turns into a dragon, and the dragon soars and rains down on the sky and the earth. Some people think that this is a magic trick, because the sky is dark with one move, so Ji Rongzhao is hunted by everyone, everyone wants to destroy her.
She lost her spell, but this is her opportunity. No one is willing to give up their own opportunity, right?"
Xie Lingyan frowned, "Will grandma still do that trick now?"
The white-haired god shook his head, "She can't use her skills and has no cultivation at all. How can she use the move that makes the world change its color? If she can make clouds and rain without relying on her skills, her terror will be evident."
"Then do you think Yanlan Yunxiu is a witchcraft?"
"Of course not. In fact, it can be understood that it is a form of landscape painting. Ji Rongman often learned painting when she was young. She was not called Ji Rongman before, but Ji Ronghua, but she was kicked out by the Ji family.
After she came out, she had no choice but to be taken in by your mother. Later, in order to avoid getting into trouble, she asked Ji Rongman to change her name, and finally Ji Rongman adopted this name."
"Um, that's not a good name. Mandrill is a spirit that turns into a ghost. Why did grandma give herself such a name?"
"Do you think ghosts are scarier than humans, or humans scarier than ghosts?"
"this……"
It seems that people are more scary.
Xie Lingyan vaguely understood her grandma's choice.
She continued to listen to the exchange between the two elders.
Uncle Mo said politely, "Thank you Master Ronghua for taking care of our little master these years."
Ji Rongzhao said, "You don't need to thank me. It's Master Ruiyuan who wants to take care of him, and it's the girl next to me who, as her sister, takes care of him instead of her mother."
Uncle Mo said, "Thank you, Miss. I have offended you many times before. Please forgive me."
Uncle Mo is a steady person, unlike the others who speak too irritably, as if others owe them something.
Xie Lingyan said, "Senior, please don't do this to me. If you want to take Yun Chen away, just go and tell him yourself. It's impossible for me to persuade him. Even if he doesn't go back, I can still take good care of him.
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"So, Miss Xie and Master Ronghua agreed to let the young master go."
"Yes, you can take him away based on your ability." Xie Lingyan threw the question back. Whether she should go to Xizhou or not is something that only Ye Yunchen can decide. She, a sister who has no blood relationship, cannot make a decision and will not say it ruthlessly.
If you leave, I won't take care of you.
Uncle Mo got permission, and he turned around and went out to talk to Ye Yunchen.
Ye Yunchen was sitting outside, on the cliff in front of his home.
This place has unique scenery. Whenever he feels depressed, he likes to sit on the cliff and overlook the beautiful scenery below.
At this moment, he was looking at the foot of the mountain alone. His mood was up and down, and he didn't know what to think and what not to think.
Uncle Mo came out and sat with the little boy on a high cliff overlooking the scenic road, "This place is better than a paradise, right? You have lived here very happy these years, haven't you?"
Ye Yunchen remained silent. He thought that he could never find a better place than this. If he really left his sister and grandma, would he lose everything?
When he thought about losing, he protested very much and refused to agree to these people. He didn't want to go back to that damn Xizhou. He was not a young master. He didn't care about it. He only knew that he had a very powerful sister and he would always keep it.
Stay with her and don't leave her.
Uncle Mo sat down with the young man and said, "Little Master, do you think the sunset over there is beautiful?"
Ye Yunchen hummed. He had lived here for many years and could see the brilliant and colorful sunset every day. Sometimes he would sit on the cliff with his sister to watch the sunrise and sunset. That was his best memory.
But this memory was now going to be split open by irrelevant people wielding sharp weapons. They were coming fiercely, and he was powerless to stop them.
Uncle Mo said, "After the sunset comes night, are you afraid of its arrival?"
Ye Yunchen said, "What's there to be afraid of? My sister told me that the arrival of darkness can make people have good dreams."
"Then has she ever told you that she sometimes has nightmares?"
"What do you want to say?" Ye Yunchen was very unhappy. He asked people to get out of the way. Don't think that you can convince him, because he didn't want to listen.
Uncle Mo said, "If the nightmare comes, what should the young master do?"
"What can I do? When I woke up from nightmares, my sister would comfort me and say it was just a dream. Don't be afraid."
"Yes, you hit the point."
Ye Yunchen looked confused, looked at the uncle next to him and asked, "What's the point?"
Uncle Mo said, "Nightmares make people scared. If you don't want to be affected by it, then face it and face it. This requires sufficient strength to overcome. Just like your sister, only when she becomes stronger can she comfort you.
Say you're not afraid and she can protect you."
Ye Yunchen asked, "How did you know that my sister said such things to me?"
Uncle Mo smiled and said, "Because she is really trying her best to fulfill her promise. Even if she is injured, she can only endure it without saying a word."
"Nonsense, my sister will not be hurt." Ye Yunchen was very unhappy.
Uncle Mo said, "She is an ordinary person, so of course she will get hurt."
"I do not know how?"
"She doesn't want you to worry, so she doesn't let you know. Young Master, what will you do if she is defeated by a stronger person one day?"
"I will kill that man. If he dares to hurt my sister, I will make his life worse than death."
The young boy was full of momentum when he said this, and it could be seen from his eyes that he would really do this.
Uncle Mo said, "But you don't know anything."
Ye Yunchen asked unhappily, "What do you want to say?"
Uncle Mo said, "I want to tell you, if you want to protect your sister, you have to become strong to do it. If you are not strong enough, then you will not be able to protect her, and you will even have to watch her being bullied and unable to do anything.
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Ye Yunchen: "..."
He seemed to understand, but he seemed not to understand.