From the Chaos to the Tomb Robbery

Mo Jiu, who was following behind the young man, stunned everyone as soon as he appeared. He had a beautiful face with a delicate touch of baby fat, eyes as bright as stars, and a pure and clear temperament.

"Hey! Which noble young master is this?" Hei Xiazi's teasing voice came, waking up the others.

Aning looked at Mo Jiu's half-dry long hair, and then at the bright pearl on his forehead. She felt that what Hei Xiazi said was quite right. This young man looked like a young master who had grown up in pampering. No one knew which family this runaway child was from and how he ended up in this deserted place.

"My brother's." Mo Jiu raised his chin somewhat arrogantly and glared at the blind man with ill intentions.

Wuxie looked at the boy in astonishment, "Brother, is this yours?"

"Yours?" Xie Yuchen, who had just woken up, was also surprised.

Not to mention Aning and his group of people.

The young man didn't nod, but he didn't object either.

Hei Xia Zi chuckled, walked over and bent down to get close to Mo Jiu's little face. Mo Jiu's delicate face was reflected in the black sunglasses, and there was a lewd smile on his face.

"Are you hungry? Want some green pepper fried rice?"

Mo Jiu stretched out his finger and tapped Heixiazi's shoulder. Heixiazi grinned, and the expression on his face almost couldn't be tensed.

Is this child so strong?

"The wife you carry on your back is so ugly." Mo Jiu's voice was a little low, but it was clearly heard by Hei Xiazi.

"Little guy, don't talk nonsense. Hei Ye doesn't have a wife." Hei Xia Zi's words were almost strangled from between his teeth.

"Can you see?" the young man asked.

"What did you see?" Wuxie walked closer and just happened to hear this sentence, and asked curiously.

"Xia Xia has..."

"Aren't you hungry? Come on, I have food, eat it quickly." Hei Xiazi took out a box of food from somewhere and stuffed it directly into Mo Jiu's hand with a flattering look on his face.

But no matter how you listen to this, it sounds a bit cannibalistic.

Mo Jiu looked at the familiar box of green pepper fried rice in his hand, and smiled so much that his eyes narrowed into crescents. Although he didn't like eating green peppers, it was okay to eat them occasionally, especially when they were obtained from Xia Xia. They must taste especially delicious.

Mo Jiu pushed Wu Xie who was blocking his way away, found a place to squat down, opened the lid of the lunch box, and started eating happily with big mouthfuls.

In a few seconds, he finished the lunch box in his hand.

Hei Xia Zi's eyelids twitched. He had a bad feeling and quietly hid in the corner.

But Mo Jiu's eyes turned and he found him in a moment, and smiled at Hei Xia Zi.

Xie Yuchen, Wuxie: This smile is so damn familiar!

The young man narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at the corner of Hei Xia Zi's mouth.

"Xia Xia, you old ..."

"Give it to me, I'll give it to you." Hei Xia Zi had a painful expression as if his flesh was being cut. He took out the green pepper fried rice that he had originally intended to make a small fortune from Xie Yuchen, and moved towards Mo Jiu reluctantly and reluctantly.

"This is the last box. There are no more."

Mo Jiu didn't even ask if it was enough or not, he happily took it and continued eating.

Seeing his childish look, Hei Xia Zi stretched out his finger to hook the Chaos Bead hanging on Mo Jiu's forehead. Seeing the mysterious golden Taoist pattern on his forehead, he suddenly felt as if his soul was attracted by something, and the whole person seemed to be floating.

The young man suddenly patted Heixiazi's shoulder, and Heixiazi finally reacted. He hurriedly turned his head away and retracted his finger.

Shit! Who is this kid? He just wanted to see if his forehead bead was worth anything, and this tattoo almost cost him his life. The thing behind him shrank back in fear, and his eyes lit up.

"Is this bead very valuable?" Mo Jiu asked with a smile, as if he knew what Hei Xia Zi was thinking.

Hei Xiazi pushed up his black sunglasses on the bridge of his nose and said, "It's valuable. It's definitely valuable."

"That's it." Mo Jiu said somewhat arrogantly, "This is a birthday gift my father gave to me, a protective treasure."

"Wow!" Hei Xiazi showed envy on his face, "Then your father is very powerful, even more powerful than the mute."

"Of course." Mo Jiu nodded, but looking at the little brother next to him, he thought for a moment and added, "Daddy is also little brother's father, so it's normal for him to be better than little brother."

Of course, the little brother he was talking about was his younger brother, a junior official.

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present was shocked.

Wuxie, Heixiazi and Xie Yuchen looked at the confused young man in astonishment, then looked at the clear and pure Mo Jiu, who seemed to be somewhat similar.

"Ahem..." Aning, who was listening nearby, was originally thinking about how to deal with this boy who was picked up halfway. After hearing what Mo Jiu said, she turned to the stunned boy and said, "Since he is Mr. Zhang's younger brother, then let Mr. Zhang handle this matter."

No wonder Wuxie, who always cared about him, didn't betray him, but betrayed this person who showed up halfway. Hei Xiazi glanced at the little brother with a half-smile.

"Yes, brother. I am older than you." Mo Jiu looked at the little brother, his mind turning. This little brother didn't know him, but he and Brother Xiaoguan had the same origin and soul. He called him brother, so rounding it off, wouldn't it be Brother Xiaoguan calling him brother?

Hehe! Xiaojiu is such a clever little unicorn!

The young man stared at his smug expression and said, "I'm older."

"It's obviously Xiaojiu who is older. If you don't believe me, touch Xiaojiu's bones." Mo Jiu smiled and handed the empty lunch box to Heixiazi with one hand, and extended the other hand to the brother.

Hei Xia Zi took it while watching the show, without saying a word.

The young man silently reached out and touched Mo Jiu's bones, and then...

"I'm older than you, right? Come on and call me brother, Brother Xiaojiu." Mo Jiu smiled proudly like a little sun and looked at the little brother urgingly.

"Is he really the young man's brother?" Wuxie was so shocked that he doubted his life. How old is this boy who looks only about ten years old?

The young man stared at his ear-to-ear smile with his deep eyes, and after a while he said lightly: "You call me Brother Xiaoguan, and I am Brother."

Mo Jiu's smile froze. Did he scream? It seemed like he did...right?

Mo Jiu scratched his hair, turned his head away from the boy's eyes, and said to An Ning, "This beautiful lady, is there anything to eat? Xiao Jiu is so hungry!"

I have to say, when Mo Jiu’s bright, round eyes stare at you, coupled with his coquettish tone, even God’s heart will melt!

Aning, the strong woman with a cold face, had just said that she didn't care about Mo Jiu, but in the blink of an eye, she was coaxed by his words and asked someone to bring a bunch of food to Mo Jiu.

Her easy-going look stunned not only Wuxie, who was familiar with Aning's personality, but even her subordinates were stunned!

Was Aning drugged today?