Chapter 884: Carrying on to the Temple of Light, Xiao Xiaoao's Uncle
Chapter 884 Carrying to the Temple of Light Xiao Xiaoao’s brother-in-law
"Xue Tianao, wouldn't Master Tao's good friend be named Xue?" There shouldn't be such a coincidence in this world.
Xue Tianao nodded...
Now Dongfang Ningxin is completely sure: "Is he your father?"
Xue Tianao blinked his eyes slightly and nodded again.
"Did your father come with him?" By now, Dongfang Ningxin had understood.
It turns out that Xue Tianao's father, who announced his death to the outside world, actually left everything behind and came to this strange world to seek a way to resurrect his beloved woman.
The beloved woman must be Xue Tianao’s mother...
For some reason, when she heard the news, Dongfang Ningxin let go of the last trace of anxiety in her heart. She believed that once a man from Tian Yaoxue's family fell in love, he would stay with her for the rest of his life...
Xue Tianao's father is like this, and so is Xue Tianao...
At this time, Dongfang Ningxin could say with utmost confidence: The undying pattern between the God King of Light and the God King of Darkness will definitely be broken in the hands of her and Xue Tianao...
Xue Tianao continued to nod, his lips pursed tightly.
Although he knew that his father had passed away very early on, he never thought that his father could still be alive.
If you were alive, you would have returned to Tianyao long ago, right?
But when he suddenly heard the news about his father, Xue Tianao couldn't help but lose his cool...
Dongfang Ningxin and Xue Tianao were stunned, but Jun Wuliang and his party were stunned...
"What are you two doing?" What can't be said in person... Qing seems to be unhappy too, feeling that there is no room for him to intervene between Dongfang Ningxin and Xue Tianao...
"We are thinking, is it okay to hand over Cairo City and Dan Yuanrong to the president?" Dongfang Ningxin changed the subject with a calm expression.
She knew that Xue Tianao didn't want to mention his father's affairs...
His father loved his mother and concubine so deeply that he would leave everything for his mother and concubine, even leaving behind his young brother Xue Tianao. This was undoubtedly a kind of harm to Xue Tianao and Xue Tianao...
"Okay, okay, okay, of course, don't worry, I will definitely take care of Cairo City in order, and Dan Yuanrong will be fine here." The wretched president praised Haikou without thinking, he couldn't
Let Dongfang Ningxin and Xue Tianao have nothing to worry about...
"President, Cairo City has thanked you for your hard work. If possible, please keep an eye on Qin Yifeng's whereabouts. Wuya can help us say goodbye. We will be back soon." Dongfang Ningxin quietly held Xue Xue's hand.
Tian Ao's hand comforted Xue Tian Ao while explaining to the wretched president.
They are determined to win the Soul of Fire.
And when they come back, it will be the time when Xue Tianao attacks the God King of Light.
As soon as Xue Tianao becomes the God King of Light, they will return to Zhongzhou, activate the Heavenly Motion Instrument, lift the seal of the God of the Netherworld, and obtain the soul of water...
As long as the Five Emperors Peak is completed, they will be free.
Give it to whoever wants it in this world...
She just wants to find her son, return to Zhongzhou, and be with people she is familiar with.
As for Chiba!
That's not something Dongfang Ningxin needs to consider.
When she kept breaking things off and got messed up by it, she, Dongfang Ning, decided to be cruel and put an end to this matter...
"Okay, okay, you can leave quickly..." The wretched president said impatiently, but his eyes were red, and there was reluctance in them, extremely reluctant to give up...
He hates parting and things like that.
However, he knew very well that he could not help, and forcing him to follow him would only cause trouble...
Wuwuwu... Since I can't accompany you, I will do the logistics well. I must build the orcs into a powerful army, second only to the existence of the blue lightning in Wuya's hand...
The wretched president silently made this decision in his heart.
Dongfang Ningxin and Xue Tianao nodded, not daring to show any nostalgia, and turned around... Instead of concentrating their control energy and flying away, they strode towards the outside of Cairo...
The wretched President and Dan Yuanrong watched their departing figures until they could no longer be seen...
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...They are so cruel. They leave as soon as they say it, and they don't show any consideration to me, old man."
The wretched president weighed his feet, but could not see the shadows of Dongfang Ningxin and Xue Tianao. His shoulders were slumped, his expression was lonely, and he seemed to be wilted and unable to cheer up...
Dan Yuanrong's mood is also a little depressed, but it is much better than that of the wretched president...
"President, they are all doing big things. If they are too affectionate, it will only hinder their progress, let alone faster. It's not like they won't come back..."
"I know, I just miss them. They have been separated for more than half a year, and we have not been together for a few days. Think about it, it is better to be in Zhongzhou. At least it is our own territory in Zhongzhou, and no one dares to mess with us, but what about here?
Running around day and night, there is never a moment of peace..."
Stability? Dongfang Ningxin and Xue Tianao were born with no destiny of stability and happiness...
Just when they were heading to the top of the prehistoric extreme north, Ye Feiyang was severely scolded by the Founding God as soon as he returned to the Temple of Light.
Ye Feiyang was like a child who had done something wrong, lowering his head and saying nothing...
Just when Ye Feiyang felt guilty and self-blame, the Founding God waved his hand and went to the top of the ancient wilderness to pick the Northern Spirit Grass...
Northern spirit grass grows next to the source of sky fire.
Ye Feiyang, who had no idea what the founding god had planned, went to the top of the extreme north with great determination and was secretly happy in his heart. Even if Xue Tianao was the God King of Light, he could not replace his position in the heart of his master.
Zhongzhou Tianmo Palace.
The young emperor sat majestically on the dragon chair, looking at the civil and military officials below, with a hint of weariness and loneliness in his expression...
Tianmo and Tianyao coexist on an equal footing, and the Tianmo royal family has the support of the Zhongzhou Duke. Under such circumstances, the Mo family has absolute authority in Tianmo, and no one dares to provoke...
In just one year, Tianmo swept away the previous decadence and tension, the people lived and worked in peace and contentment, and the prosperity of the country had begun...
The emperor is diligent and caring for the people, and the people are harmonious and peaceful. This kind of Tian Mo is loved by the people and officials. They have nothing to be dissatisfied with. The only dissatisfaction is that he, Mo Ze, did not establish a queen and have a concubine, and he did not give birth to an heir...
Even though he had said that Tianmo belonged to Mo Yan and Mo Yan was the crown princess, if Mo Yan didn't want the Tianmo kingdom, then let his eldest brother's son inherit it.
However, these pedantic old men still refused to let him go. As the year approached, they once again brought up the matter of choosing a concubine...
Lord Sima, the most virtuous and respected person in Tianmo, knelt down tremblingly after speaking righteously and quoting the past to talk about the present:
"Your Majesty, I beg you, I beg you, you can't cancel the annual talent show again... This time, you must choose a few beautiful girls, I can't just watch Tianmo's career be ruined...
"
There is no emperor in any dynasty who is like their emperor, not to mention the three palaces and six courtyards, there is not even a woman in the harem, and usually they don’t even use maids...
Mo Ze was already irritable, and when he heard the old minister crying, he became even more impatient. He stood up from the dragon chair, without even looking at the old minister with tears and blood on his face, he waved coldly: "We will discuss this matter later.
,Retreat from the court..."
Turning around and leaving, his back showed the majesty and loneliness of an emperor.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Old Minister..." Master Sima shouted while kowtowing, and the loud noise was particularly loud in the hall.
But Mo Ze didn't seem to hear it. None of the civil and military officials behind him were breathing, they just knelt on the ground and kowtowed...
They didn't dare to guess the young emperor's thoughts at will, but every time they mentioned the thorough selection, the result would be like this...
But at this moment, Mo Zi, one of Mo Ziyan's twelve personal guards, suddenly rushed to the main hall and shouted to Mo Ze: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, big things, big things, big things, the Crown Princess, the Crown Princess...
…”
Mozi said as he ran, he didn't know whether it was because he was too happy or something, but he was out of breath.
"What? The Crown Princess is back?" Mo Ze turned around suddenly and automatically filled up his mind with what Mo Zi had not finished saying. Regardless of his identity, he immediately walked towards His Highness and held Mo Zi's hand.
"Mo Yan, Mo Yan is here? Where are you?" The lonely, cold and arrogant emperor turned into a little man in an instant, with tears in his eyes and a small look of expectation and verification on his face...
He hopes too much and is really afraid of being disappointed.
"Miss Mo Yan's..." Mo Zi was so happy, but...
"I'll find it myself."
Without waiting for Heizi's answer, Mo Ze tore off the crown on his head and threw it to the ground, then ran out of the palace at a speed that even a master of the gods could not...
One boot fell off on the way, and Mo Ze simply kicked the other one...
Mo Yan is back, Mo Yan is back!
At this moment, there was only this voice in Mo Ze's heart... extremely happy and excited.
However, when Mo Ze ran to the door of the hall, he only saw a man in black standing there holding a child.
"Where is Mo Yan?" Mo Ze fell back to reality from the ecstasy, stared at Mo Ziyan's twelve personal guards, and kept searching for Dongfang Ning Xin's figure, but he was disappointed...
"Where is Mo Yan?" Mo Ze's voice suddenly rose, and his powerful imperial aura made Mo Ziyan's twenty personal guards kneel down immediately...
"Your Majesty, Miss Mo Yan is back. It's Miss Mo Yan's son. Miss Mo Yan's son is back..." Mo Zi followed angrily and shouted at Mo Ze's back.
"You? Is this Mo Yan's child in your hand?" Mo Ze didn't even look at Ming, who was dressed in black and looked like a clear lotus. His eyes only fell on the little Xiao Ao in his hand.
Mo Yan's child...
Like, really like.
Mo Yan was like this when he was a child...
Unconsciously, Mo Ze stretched out his hand...
Maybe it was due to family ties, or maybe Xiao Xiaoao was too sad during this period. Faced with Mo Ze's stretched out hands, Xiao Xiaoao didn't refuse, but opened his hands and threw himself into Mo Ze's arms.
"Uncle..."
The cry of "brother-in-law" made me feel extremely aggrieved...
Xiao Xiaoao has been feeling sad recently.
He was young and had a background away from home.
Master, father and mother, I don’t know when we will see each other again...
"Uncle..." The little proud girl called out again in a sweet voice.
Fortunately, this brother-in-law is somewhat similar to my mother...
"Good, good, good..." Mo Ze hugged Xiao Xiaoao, he was so excited that he didn't know how to speak, and he didn't know how to place his hands, so he just hugged her tightly.
Mo Yan's child, this is Mo Yan's child.
"Hahaha, my Crown Prince Tianmo is born!" Mo Ze hugged Xiao Ao and shouted happily...
"I'm going to entertain the world... I'm announcing to the world that the crown prince of Tianmo is born." Mo Ze was ecstatic. He didn't see Dongfang Ningxin's disappointment. He was instantly washed away. He hugged Xiao Xiaoao and never let go.
…
"Uncle, it hurts..."
"Okay, okay, uncle, let go, uncle, let go." Mo Ze said carefully, as if he was holding the most precious treasure in the world...
Xiao Xiaoao nodded with satisfaction, lay on Mo Ze's back, smelled Mo Ze's breath, and showed a long-lost smile on his aggrieved face...
He likes this uncle!
"Congratulations to the Emperor, long live long live long live..." Mo Ziyan's twelve personal guards took the lead in shouting, and the guards in the entire imperial city also shouted immediately.
On this day, the usually lifeless Tianmo Palace was full of joy and laughter.
Ming stood aside, watching this scene, with a bright smile on her beautiful face.
His choice was right. The arrival of this child made the dead Zhongzhou come alive again...
Unfortunately, at this time, everyone's attention was focused on Xiao Xiaoao, and everyone ignored Ming, a character who would become the center of attention whenever he appeared...