Rebirth Of The Most Peerless Venerable

Ling Xiao soon saw the live video about Mo Junlan, which was obviously made by the onlookers present.

"No wonder Feng Jinghua is angry..." Ling Xiao muttered to himself, "But this video was shot quite well."

Then Ling Xiao blinked again, there seemed to be a flash of light inside, and at the same time, he also saw a lot of power of faith gathering towards Mo Junlan's body.

However, Mo Junlan didn't care about these powers, so he didn't pay attention, but he also let the power of faith pour into his body.

At night, Mo Junlan finally stopped singing. He handed the microphone to Erji, and said, "You can continue singing here. I'm going to ride the Ferris wheel with my Xiaoer."

"Aren't you going to introduce your father to me?" Erji looked at Mo Junlan in a daze.

"I'll take you with me when I go home," Mo Junlan said.

"Oh!" Erji nodded and said, "Then I'll wait for you here."

"You can continue singing." Mo Junlan narrowed his eyes and smiled, then reached out and patted Erji on the shoulder, and walked towards Lingxiao.

So next, Erji continued to sing, while Mo Junlan and Ling Xiao went to buy tickets to ride the Ferris wheel, after all, this was what they had agreed on before.

"Brother Jun Lan had a good time today, didn't he?" Ling Xiao raised his eyebrows lightly.

Mo Junlan looked at Ling Xiao's face, but suddenly felt a little guilty, and said in a low voice, "So you're not happy, are you?"

Before, he seemed to be only interested in singing, leaving his wife alone.

"Brother Jun Lan is happy as long as I am happy." Ling Xiao said with a smile.

"Tell the truth." Mo Junlan frowned.

"This is the truth." Ling Xiao smiled slightly, "If Brother Jun Lan doesn't believe it, you can feel my emotions."

Mo Junlan, "..."

"Brother Junlan, don't we still want to take pictures?" Ling Xiao took out his phone while talking, and then used his spiritual power to control the phone to take pictures just like Mo Junlan did before.

If he was really unhappy, he would have dragged Mo Junlan away long ago.

What's more, he will never be angry with Mo Junlan.

When Mo Junlan heard this, he immediately reacted, and suddenly said, "That's right, I almost forgot to take pictures."

Ling Xiao laughed lightly.

"Then let's have some fireworks." Mo Junlan narrowed his eyes, with a bright smile on his lips.

Then Mo Junlan raised his hand and snapped his fingers, only to see waves of fireworks bursting out of nowhere in the sky, looking beautiful and bright.

The dazzling fireworks also attracted the attention of countless people.

When the cockpit rotated to the highest altitude, Ling Xiao also controlled the mobile phone and took a photo of him and Mo Junlan.

Mo Junlan's eyes flickered, and he suddenly said, "Xiao'er!"

"Huh?" Ling Xiao subconsciously turned to look at Mo Junlan.

With a smile on his face, Mo Junlan suddenly leaned close to Ling Xiao, and took the opportunity to kiss Ling Xiao's lips.

Ling Xiao blinked involuntarily.

Mo Junlan's mind moved, and then another wave of bright fireworks exploded in the sky with a bang.

The flames of the fireworks reflected on their faces, as beautiful as a picture scroll.

Mo Junlan took the opportunity to use his spiritual power to control his mobile phone to take several photos of him kissing Ling Xiao, with the Ferris wheel and fireworks in the background.

This was the beautiful background he had seen on the Internet. Mo Junlan liked it very much at that time, so he took Ling Xiao to the amusement park to play together.

There must be a Ferris wheel in the amusement park. As for the fireworks, he can make them himself, and he can change the patterns at will.

"This phone is yours, you send me the photo, we'll change the phone wallpaper..." With a thought, Mo Junlan saw Ling Xiao's phone fell into his hands.

Ling Xiao's eyelids couldn't help but twitch.

At the next moment, Mo Junlan's expression was really stunned.

Ling Xiao coughed, but calmly took his mobile phone from Mo Junlan's hand, and said softly, "I'll send you the photo right now."

"Xiao'er, why did you use that kind of photo as your wallpaper?" Mo Junlan looked aggrieved, and looked at Ling Xiao with accusing eyes.

It was only now that he realized that his daughter-in-law's cell phone wallpaper turned out to be a photo of him when he was a baby.

The little baby in the photo was wearing a cat jumpsuit, with his head slumped listlessly, looking sluggish, as if he had been bullied by someone.

During the few days when he became a baby, Mo Junlan always thought that it was his dark history.

Especially Feng Jinghua did such an excessive thing to him, it made him wish to delete everyone's memory.

Ling Xiao, "..."

"Xiao'er, am I still your favorite Junlan brother?" Mo Junlan felt very wronged.

"Yes!" Ling Xiao said with lowered eyes, especially when she was a baby.

"Then why did you bully me with them?" Mo Junlan snorted softly.

"Is this considered bullying?" Ling Xiao tilted his head slightly, looking at Mo Junlan in confusion.

Mo Junlan couldn't help but choked.

This is his daughter-in-law, so she must not be beaten.

So now he wants to go back and fight Mo Junye, the culprit.

It's also a baby, only he is the worst, Ling Moye and Mo Junxie are relatively normal.

Only he was forced by his own father to be a real baby all day long.

Anyway, as long as it is something that the baby needs to use, it will all be put on him.

"Brother Junlan, that's our love for you as deep as the sea." Ling Xiao said seriously, "So not only me, but even Feng Jinghua and Di Xuanji's phone wallpapers are also photos of you."

Mo Junlan, "..."

What does he want to do to turn back time?

"However, if Brother Jun Lan wants to change the phone wallpaper, I can change it too." Ling Xiao smiled lightly, and said, "We can change to a couple's one, and use the photo we just took."

Mo Junlan looked at Ling Xiao quietly.

However, Ling Xiao acted as if he couldn't see it. Maybe he was determined that Mo Junlan would not be really angry with him, after all, he understood Mo Junlan too well.

In Ling Xiao's eyes, his own brother Jun Lan just likes to say things that he doesn't mean.

Although Mo Junlan was annoyed by Ling Xiao's mobile phone wallpaper, he was not really angry, so after changing the mobile phone wallpaper, he looked happy again, although he still looked a little arrogant , but Ling Xiao thought it was cute.

After walking out of the cockpit of the Ferris wheel, Mo Junlan and Ling Xiao went to look for Erji.

At this time, Erji was still singing.

Because he really likes to sing.

After the song was over, Erji also stopped singing. He planned to follow Mo Junlan and Ling Xiao to meet Mo Junlan's father.

"Will your father discriminate against demons?" Erji asked suddenly.

"My father will not discriminate against demons." Mo Junlan waved his hand.

"He will only discriminate against those who want to take advantage of Jun Lan's brother." Ling Xiao squinted at Erji.

He also didn't expect that there would be such a strange demon in the demon clan.

"Then I'm relieved." Erji immediately said with a relaxed face, "I was born to be a demon, but I am crazy about singing."

Mo Junlan, "..."

"My demon life goal is only one, and that is to sing better songs, so that all humans and demons will fall in love with my singing." Erji said with a look of longing.

"Is this your wish?" Mo Junlan's expression was a little weird.

"Yes!" Erji nodded, with a serious expression, "I am a demon with pursuit, unlike other demons who know how to fight and kill all day long, and have no artistic cells at all."

Mo Junlan, "..."

It's obvious that you are too weird.

As soon as they returned to the villa, Mo Junlan and Ling Xiao heard Feng Jinghua's voice.

Feng Jinghua was singing.

Mo Junlan, "..."

Ling Xiao, "..."

"It turns out that you humans also like to sing very much!" Erji said with a look of surprise.

Mo Junlan couldn't help reaching out to put his hand on his forehead.

"It would be great if I were a human being. I should be able to find quite a few bosom friends." Erji said regretfully, "In the past thousand years, I have not been able to find a single bosom friend in the Endless Demon Realm."

Mo Junlan, "..."

Ling Xiao, "..."

After all, there are still relatively few strange works of the Demon Race.

"It's him, it's him, it's him, our baby Xiao Lan'er; it's him, it's him, it's him, my baby Xiao Lan'er..." This was Feng Jinghua's voice.

"Brother Junlan, you..." Ling Xiao turned his head to look at Mo Junlan, with an indescribable expression.

On weekdays, Feng Jinghua's favorite song is Lan Lan Song, which he adapted himself.

And all the songs adapted by Feng Jinghua are called Lanlan Songs.

Mo Junlan couldn't help covering his face with his hands, and said without tears, "I want to change my father."

His brain is aching!

Di Xuanji came out of the room and stood in front of the railing on the second floor. He looked at Mo Junlan with a hint of sympathy in his eyes, and said, "Your father has adapted a few more Lanlan songs for you. "

Erji looked at Di Xuanji's face, and couldn't help turning his head to ask Mo Junlan, "Is he your father? After all, you two look so similar..."

"The one who sings is brother Jun Lan's father." Ling Xiao said.

"Then this is... my uncle?" Erji asked thoughtfully.

Di Xuanji, "..."

Where did the idiot demons come from?

"This is also my father." Ling Xiao said again.

"So the one who sang is the stepfather?" Erji asked in a daze.

Ling Xiao, "..."

"It's all biological." Mo Junlan's slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and then he gave Erji a sideways glance, and said listlessly, "Have you never heard of a man giving birth to a child?"

"No!" Kyle shook his head.

Mo Junlan, "..."

At this moment, there was another song that had been modified by magic, and the singer was still Feng Jinghua.

"You are my little one, Xiao Lan'er, I can't love you too much, your red face warms my heart..."

Everyone, "..."

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