Xuan An lowered his head and thought for a moment, then raised his eyes to look at Mo Jiuxie's back.
Right.
He remembered.
How long has it been since the master was so cruel?
After the master understood his feelings for Miss Qingfeng, he was different from what he was before.
Before that time, the master was as cold and ruthless as he is now, as if nothing in the world could enter his eyes.
No, it should be said that the master now is even more cruel than then.
Of course, this is just for other people.
The master is still as gentle as ever towards Miss Qingfeng.
He hasn't seen his master smile recently. The only time he saw his master smile was when he was talking to Miss Qingfeng.
The tenderness in the master's eyes and the emotion in his eyes are almost melting.
Such a master is more touching than before.
"Master, is there anything wrong in the Mo family's ancient tomb?"
Xuan An plucked up the courage and finally asked.
The master has become colder than before, as if he had just returned from the ancient tomb.
After returning from the ancient tomb, the master was not only colder, but the aura on his body was also stronger than before.
In the past, when he was behind his master, he felt that he could still look up to him. But now that he is beside his master, he felt that he was bottomless and that he could not chase him no matter what.
This feeling made him a little scared.
He was worried that his master would leave Mingdian and them behind one day.
"There's nothing wrong." Mo Jiuxie looked away and glanced at him.
"Can……"
The emotion in Mo Jiuxie's eyes became bloodthirsty little by little, "Recently, I thought of an old friend."
Xuan An looked at Mo Jiuxie's back and his heart beat violently.
The aura surrounding the master makes people feel that he is the most terrifying and bloodthirsty Asura in the world!
Yes!
He remembered!
When the master comes back from the ancient tomb, he will feel that the master will leave Mingdian and them behind. It is the aura exuding from the master and the feeling he gives him.
He is so arrogant that all living things are nothing more than mayflies and ants to him.
Looking at such a master, one word automatically came to his mind - God!
Evil God!
Or...the devil!
And that old friend that the master mentioned, I'm afraid it's more than just an old friend.
"Master, are you leaving?"
Are you leaving Mingdian?
Mo Jiuxie turned around and met Xuan An's gaze, the corners of his mouth curved, and his eyes showed a smile, but it made people feel no peace of mind or warmth at all, only chills that gnawed at the bones!
"Xuan An, what are you afraid of?"
Xuan An pursed his lips and then said, "I'm afraid the master will abandon us."
Mo Jiuxie was slightly startled, and the frost in his eyes receded.
"Looking for trouble."
"Master seems to have..."
"Xuan An, you have to remember carefully that this is me, the original me." Mo Jiuxie interrupted him.
To him, all living things are like mayflies, and everything in his eyes is like ants!
Xuan An was stunned for a moment, then immediately responded, "Yes! I understand!"
He seemed to understand something, but when he looked at his master and thought about it carefully, he seemed to understand nothing.
Mo Jiuxie stands proudly between heaven and earth, his tall and straight figure is as powerful as a rainbow, which is terrifying!
"I can become a member of the Mo family, and I must be grateful to this old friend."
Mo Jiuxie said it coldly, specially emphasizing the word "Thank you".
Xuan An secretly thought without the worries just now, the master's gratitude is probably the last thing the old friend he mentioned would want to accept.
But...why does he sound a little strange?
What does it mean to be a member of the Mohist family?