"You brat, get down here, hurry up!" In a small mountain village in Xiliang Kingdom, a young woman shouted fiercely to a little boy of about five years old who was climbing on a tree.
The little boy was on the tree, making a grimace, and muttered, "The ghosts are screaming every day, it's not cute at all. I will definitely find a man to marry you. Do you believe it or not? Mom, don't make trouble again."
I, I won’t come down tonight”
The woman looked at the little boy angrily, and jumped up angrily, "Dad, come out quickly, the little monkey climbed the tree again."
After a while, the little boy on the tree was taken down from the tree by a man with a face full of scars. "Yong'er, you can't disobey your mother."
The little boy looked at the man whose face was covered with scars and said slowly, "Grandpa, my mother is being unreasonable. She wants me to learn English. What's the use of learning it?"
The man whose face was covered with scars looked at the woman and said slowly, "Qing Xiao, you can't act nonsense."
"Dad, I'm not messing around. If you didn't teach Yong'er martial arts, this kind of thing wouldn't have happened. He would always climb trees."
Ye Chen stopped talking, and just hugged the big and small children from one side to the other, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, full of happiness.
"Uncle Xiaomo, you are back!"
The little boy looked at Jun Mo walking in from the alley, ran over happily, and said happily
"Little Greedy Cat, do you want to ask if I bought you something delicious?"
The little boy named Yong'er touched his head in embarrassment, glanced at his mother, then at Uncle Xiao Mo, and nodded silently, expressing his acquiescence.
"Little Momo, why have you been gone for so long this time?" Qing Xiao looked at Jun Mo tenderly. It wasn't that she didn't understand what her father meant. It was just that she had traveled through time. When she woke up, she actually found that there was something in her stomach.
There is a species, and I still don’t know who the child’s father is, so I have no choice but to raise this little devil Yong’er by myself.
Jun Mo looked at Mu Qingxiao. She had forgotten everything. Maybe for her, this was the best way, just like when the master gave Li Jing Wangyousan.
"Isn't it the same seven days as usual?" Jun Mo looked closely at Qing Xiao's face and said softly, "Is it possible that Qing Xiao misses me?"
In the past, when Qingxiao was still Mu Qingxiao, she loved her so much that she was intoxicated
But now when Qingxiao is Mu Qingxiao, he also loves her. It turns out that both Mu Qingxiao and Mu Qingxiao have entered Jun Mo's life and cannot leave her.
"Uncle, the master is dead." Jun Mo said slowly as he looked at Ye Chen. The master is dead, but in that carefree place like a peach blossom land, he left a letter addressed to Mu Qingxiao, but Jun Mo did not get it back.
It's because he understands that there is no Mu Qingxiao in this world, just like there is no Mu Aochen in this world, only Ye Chen
"Jun Mo, who is your master?" Mu Qingxiao looked at Jun Mo. She always thought that Jun Mo's master was his father, but now she realized that he actually had a master.
Jun Mo glanced at Mu Qingxiao heartbrokenly. She was once the most proud disciple of the master, and also the most satisfied disciple. Since all this was arranged by the master, the letter left to Qingxiao must also be from the master.
