Don't forget Qian Xun Mo tonight

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It was already night, and Mo Zhuiyu didn't move. He just covered his body with an extra blanket. This early spring night was still a bit cold.

"Father, have you recovered?" Nangong Qing asked eagerly.

"Qing'er, do you know?" Mo Zhuiyu turned around, with some surprise in his eyes, "He's coming back, he's finally coming back."

During the daytime, Falling Rain Sword sensed the breath of its master. Even after 15 years, he would not admit that he was mistaken. The person who stayed with Mo Xunyu outside Mo's Village was the long-lost Mu Fuhuai. .

The appearance of Mu Fuhuai conveyed a message to Mo Zhuiyu, that is, on the day of Qingming, Nangong Ruo will return to the world.

"He? Are you talking about..." Nangong Qing boldly guessed that although it was a bit bizarre, he was still willing to have such a hope.

"Yeah, Luoyun is coming back."

Mo Zhuiyu's words definitely brought great joy to Nangongqing. The relationship between the two fathers is very close. Since the father said so, there must be nothing wrong.Back then, I saw Nangong Ruo die with my own eyes, but the body was robbed, so I can't guarantee whether he really died.

"That's really great, Yue'er will be very happy that father can come back."

The Qingming Festival in other people's homes is full of gloom and sadness, but the richest man in the city, Mojiazhuang, hangs red lanterns high up. The owner of the village is busy everywhere, as if to welcome someone.

Feng Yue'er got the news, and accompanied by Chang Hen, she rushed back from Tingfeng Villa with her mother.Her father, Feng Haoran, passed away due to illness two years ago, and Mo Fengxue had been depressed for two years. Now that she met an old friend and came back, the past sadness was swept away.

"It seems that they welcome you very much." Ling Guanglian was actually in the city for the past few days, and he was waiting for Nan Gongruo's arrival.

There were two familiar figures on the top of a tall building not far from Mojiazhuang, one was Ling Guanglian who had lost Mu Fuhuai's appearance, and the other was Nan Gongruo who everyone had been waiting for for a long time.

"Really?" Nangong Ruo was naturally happy in his heart, seeing Mo Zhuiyu again was his only sustenance in the past 15 years.

"Huh? Why have you recovered your immortal status, but you have become even worse."

Hundreds of years ago, the Lord of the Sword Tomb was Qingming, and the manager of Jieshan, Zunyuan, wanted to destroy the world. The gods and Buddhas resisted him. so it is.

This is also the reason why Ling Guanglian didn't put Nangong Ruo into the sword, Tianting already cared about him, if he also put the soul of a fairy into the sword, maybe he would do that kind of thing like his master.

"Your Xianyou was joking, if you were joking like this, I would call you by my name, God..."

"Shut up!" Ling Guanglian's face changed slightly.

That name was his taboo, even if Lin Qingsi called him that, he couldn't tolerate it, it was a name that belonged to only one person.

"Friend Xian, I wonder if you have arranged everything for me?" Nangong would not mention it if he knew how to measure it.

"Okay, okay, the relationship is cleared up, you can stay in your world."

Because it was an accidental reincarnation, not a calamity, if Nan Gong didn't need to practice again, as long as he transformed into a pair of fairy bones, he could directly return to the fairy world and be ranked in the fairy class.With the help of Lin Qingsi, he spent ten years.The next five years are to take care of the affairs in the sky and prepare for going down to earth.

"Thank you." Nangong Ruo said and jumped off the roof, leaving Ling Guanglian alone.

"Oh, I really can't wait for a moment." Ling Guanglian sighed. The matter of Nangong Ruo was over, and he also had a leisure time. He took off the burden of Mu Fuhuai and changed to a new identity. The world still cannot escape his figure.

There were traces of refurbishment in the Bieju, Nangong Ruo stood in front of the door, looked at the words Mojiazhuang, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, Nangong's family is really over now.These are no longer relevant to him, and his identity as a mortal has faded away. Nangong Ruo has a new name, Xiao Xuanjun.

There is another person here that he can't let go of.

The gate of Mojiazhuang was wide open, no one was guarding the gate, and there was no movement at all inside.Didn't you say that you have been notified?Nangong Ruo stepped into the house but still couldn't see anyone.

"Eh? Did I go wrong?" Nangong Ruo asked himself.It shouldn't be like this. After all, I lived for 30 years, so how could I admit my mistake?

Looking inside again, it was still the same, Nangong Ruo started to worry, maybe something happened, but he didn't find any traces all the way, what is going on.

Walking to the backyard, Nangong Ruo saw a grave with his own name on the tombstone.

"Qing'er, it's really..."

Suddenly, there was a slight movement from the garden, Nan Gongruo quickly turned around and picked out a chubby guy from the flowers.

"Who are you?" Nangong Ruo yelled when he saw Shen's face, and then he became calm when he saw that it was a little girl, "You belong to Qing'er..."

"Grandpa." Nangong Nianyun hugged Nangong Ruo, rubbed him hard twice, thinking: Dad never said that this grandpa is so handsome.

In Mo's family, the two children already had a seemingly young grandfather, so they wouldn't be surprised if there was one more.

"What's your name?" Nangong Ruo smiled and let Nangong Nianyun hug her. It was indeed Qing'er's child, and there was still a slight resemblance between his eyebrows and eyes.

"Nianyun, Nangong Nianyun."

"Nangong?" Nangong Ruo was a little surprised. He really didn't expect that Nangong Qing would not keep that surname and give it to his child. "Really, then Nianyun, where are the rest of the family?"

When Nangong Nianyun was asked this question, she showed embarrassment, "That, this," she left Nangong Ruo's side and ran away, "Father won't let me say it."

Seeing Nianyun running towards him, Nangong Ruo unconsciously smiled, the child was indeed very energetic, especially the way he hesitated to speak, how cute it was.

Nangong Ruo followed the direction where Nangong Nianyun disappeared, and that place should be his room.

The house has also been rebuilt, Nangong Ruo can tell at a glance.

It was him, and the falling rain was in the house.Nangong Ruo closed his eyes to feel the surroundings, except for Mo Zhuiyu, other people were lurking around.

"Oh." Nangong Ruo smiled wryly, "It's really naughty."

Since they wanted him to do this, they followed their will, and Nangong Ruo went straight into the house.

"Luoyun, welcome home."

Seeing Mo Zhuiyu's vicissitudes, Nan Gongruo's heart twisted together, but he couldn't cry at this time, because it was not a bad thing, and there was no need for it.

After recovering his mood, Nangong Ruo walked towards Mo Zhuiyu.

"Well, I'm back."

Extra Story 1-1

Nangong Ruo has been back for more than a month, and Mo Zhuiyu has gradually recovered his former sanity. Although his words are still not coherent, they are much better than in the past few years.

Everyone gathered in Mojiazhuang, including Xia Yinli's father and daughter who were far away in Tianshan.It's not a special festival, just because Nangong Ruo's back, it's time for the whole family to reunite and celebrate.

"Falling rain, falling rain." Nangong Ruo just woke up, seeing that it was still a little dark outside, he knew that he had woken up early again, but he couldn't change the habit of staying short of sleep for many years.

"..." Mo Zhuiyu was tired all night, even though he heard someone calling him at this moment, his eyes just couldn't open.

Nangong Ruo watched Mo Zhuiyu lying beside him turn over and fell asleep again, so he shook his head and got up alone.

Obviously he was the one who was more tired last night.

After getting dressed and washing, Nangong Ruo came to the courtyard alone, probably because it was too early, he was the only one in the whole Mojiazhuang, and even the servants hadn't gotten up yet.

It is precisely because of this that Nangong Ruo can do whatever he wants.

He has just returned to the fairyland, and the fairy bones are still a little fragile, and he needs to absorb the essence of heaven and earth every day to maintain them, but this does not affect his daily life.Fortunately, there is Ling Guanglian who created it for him in the sky, if not, I am afraid there will be problems there, anyway, it is not a troublesome thing, it is worth it to trade for a lifetime of freedom.

In the pond in the courtyard, there is a square platform specially built for Nan Gongruo, which can be used for him to meditate.With a light tap on the shore, he soared into the air and finally landed on the square platform.

"En?" Nangong Ruo suddenly had a strange feeling. Didn't Ling Guanglian say that everything was dealt with? How could such a thing happen now?

Nangong Ruo frowned slightly, but did not deliberately do anything, just sat down cross-legged as usual.

It takes about an hour a day, and when the time is up, there will be people in the Mo family village.

"Grandpa Ruo." Mo Xunyu has the habit of waking up early to practice. He just came to the courtyard and saw Nangong Ruo, so he greeted him.

Nangong Ruo opened his eyes, and there was a strange look in them.Seeing Nangong Ruo staring at him without saying a word, Mo Xunyu shuddered.He took a few steps back. Although he had only been together for more than a month, he was sure that this was not the Grandpa Ruo he knew.Turning around and running, I don't know why I behaved like this, but when I realized it, I had already run far away.

"Brother, what are you doing here?" Nangong Nianyun had just had breakfast and was about to go find Feng Qingcheng. Feng Yueer and Changhen brought their daughter to Mojiazhuang yesterday, and Nianyun promised his mother that he would bring his cousin Qingcheng there. Going around the city.Although she only knows how to eat all day long, she is still more like a girl than Qingcheng. Now she has a difficult task, which is to make Qingcheng wear women's clothes.

"I...I..." Mo Xunyu's words flickered, but it was nothing.

"Ah, yes