After all, Han Yu is still just a teenager. Although he has practiced Taoism for more than a year, he is not a ruthless Taoist. Isn't it normal for him to be stunned when he sees a bunch of beautiful older sisters?
"Wait a minute, my surname is Mo, my family is beautiful and beautiful..." He suddenly remembered the words Mo Tianxie secretly passed on to him before he died.
Before his death, this cheap master entrusted Han Yu to take care of his wife and daughter if he had a chance, and also quietly left him a seal to prove it.
He also said that if he was willing to marry his daughter, there would be a big gift in the betrothal gift that would be of great use to his cultivation.
"Yu Zitong and Mr. Mo have a bloody feud, so naturally they cannot be trusted.
That 'Li Feiyu' is so high in the sky and so far away that he is not as difficult to trust as a living person.
No wonder he chose me in the end..."
"Excuse me... who are from the Mo family?" Han Yu had lotuses growing at his feet, and with a few taps, he came to the front of the motorcade.
"So what if it is, so what if it isn't?" The person who answered was Mo Fengwu, who was considered to be the temporary leader of the convoy, and she stepped forward bravely to respond.
The big word "Mo" on the motorcade can be seen clearly from dozens of feet away. Does this count as asking questions knowingly?
Everyone in their convoy is a monk, and some of them are true disciples of the Yin Yang Sect. They are not afraid of horse bandits and road bullies.
Generally, when robbers meet a true disciple who practices Yin and Yang, there is no telling who will rob who. The Yin and Yang Sect's Yang materials have only been liberated not long ago, and they still want to eat meat and snacks.
"Then I want to ask, do you know Mo Tianxie?" Han Yu was still a little shy after all, and he organized his words in his mind for a long time before saying something relatively normal.
"Who are you?" After hearing these three words Mo Tianxie, Mo Fengwu's expression changed instantly.
"My name is Han Yu, and I am a disciple of Doctor Mo."
"..."
"Is he the person mentioned in dad's letter?"
After Mo Tianxie died, Bai Mo also brought his legacy letter to Mo Mansion. In the letter, Mo Tianxie mentioned that he had such a disciple and asked him to take care of his wife and daughter after his death.
"What a coincidence..." Mo Fengwu quickly told the news to other people in the Mo Mansion in the car.
"Let him come up and talk first."
"Then Han Yu seems to be a Qi refining monk, and he also brings a mortal with him, who should be his sister."
"Are you a monk who practices Yin Yang and Five Elements Jue?"
"have no idea."
"If the aunt wants to see you, go to the middle and drive the carriage. The aunt is your master's wife."
Han Yu didn't hesitate and walked over alone.
He felt that he could clearly smell the fragrance of the powder from a few feet away.
The curtain behind the carriage opened automatically when Han Yu was about to arrive.
There are all women inside.
Before Mo Tianxie died, he mentioned that everyone in his family was beautiful and beautiful. At first, Han Yu thought it was just the old man bragging and tricking him into becoming his son-in-law.
As a result, he didn't expect that what the old man said was without any moisture...
But why are the beauties here all monks with magical powers? Old Man Mo didn't say this.
He has been working hard all his life to be able to cultivate immortality, but in the end he failed. As a result, his wife and daughter are both immortal cultivators now. Is the old man Mo Mo the clown?
The moment he entered, Han Yu stopped.
There seemed to be two women inside, which made him instinctively feel threatened.
The half-opened curtain of the carriage seemed to have turned into some sort of dragon's pond and tiger's den.
"What's wrong, don't you like sister?" An extremely beautiful female cultivator covered her mouth and smiled.
"Sister Mo, your little son-in-law is quite wary."
"Come in you!"
A jade hand suddenly stretched out from the gap in the curtain, grabbed Han Yu's waist, and pulled him directly into the carriage.
From the perspective of Han Yu's sister from a distance, it was as if a very flexible tongue protruded from a big mouth and swallowed her brother with a single curl.
"Don't worry, your brother was just invited in for a chat." Mo Fengwu looked at Sister Han Yu who was at a loss and looked like she wanted to cry, and felt sympathy.
…
"Two female cultivators in the late stage of Qi refining..." Han Yu came back to his senses and found that he was sitting on several white thighs. Seven or eight women were sitting in two distinct rows, with straight faces on one side.
Looking at himself, he looked at himself coldly.
Although the two groups of female nuns are both very good-looking, there are very obvious differences in their clothing.
Those who were holding me didn't have much fabric on their bodies, and even their body temperature could be clearly felt at the points where they were in contact.
The women on the other side who were looking at him coldly were all well-dressed, resembling those women from wealthy families.
"How do you prove that you are Han Yu?"
Mo Tianxie mentioned in the letter left to them that because he believed that this boy Han was not a creature of the pool, he planned to have one of his daughters betrothed to this boy named Han Yu.
As the current head of the Mo family, Mrs. Yan naturally wants to see clearly who her future son-in-law is.
"I……"
"I……"
"I……"
Han Yu hesitated, not knowing how to prove it for a while.
There is no ID card in this world, so the seal certificate that Doctor Mo gave him was also placed in his room at Qixuanmen.
When he came out, he never thought that he could meet people from the Mo family in such a far place.
How can I prove that I am myself...
"This may be a fake son-in-law. I'm not polite about that, sister." The female cultivator who was still holding Han Yu seemed to be preparing to make some strange move.
Han Yu, a middle-stage cultivator at the sixth level of Qi refining, found it difficult to resist when faced with two female cultivators from the Yin-Yang Sect at the late stage of Qi refining hugging him.
"There's still one person who can prove it!"
"who?"
"That senior! That senior in white clothes with the pseudonym Li Feiyu definitely knows me!" Facing the crisis, Han Yu had an idea and shouted as if he had grasped a life-saving straw.
Hearing what Han Yu shouted, the two hands that were wandering around his body stopped instantly.
"It seems to be effective." Han Yu finally breathed a sigh of relief, and his body seemed to be safe.
No wonder they behaved so badly. The two female cultivators of the Yin Yang Sect had seen with their own eyes the senior man in white clothes, lecturing his sect leader like a child.
The huge changes in the entire Yin Yang Sect, including the liberation of Yang Materials and the promotion of the Yin Yang Five Elements Jue with the power of the entire sect, were all ordered by the young man in white.
And if it weren't for having some connection with that senior, how could He De, a few pseudo-spiritual monks from the Mo family who were in the early stage of Qi refining, be considered sisters to himself, a monk who was in the later stage of Qi refining.
In terms of actions, I and I often even have to listen to the instructions of the Mo sisters.