Ancestor of Magic

"So what?" Bai Mo asked in a cold voice.

Mu Fengchen hesitated for a moment, and said with complicated eyes: "You said if I want to save him, is it possible?"

"What do you want to do?" Bai Mohan asked nervously when he heard this.

Mu Fengchen smiled and said: "It's nothing, I just asked casually."

After Mu Fengchen finished speaking, he turned around and walked past Bai Mohan.

Bai Mohan immediately turned around and pulled him back, and said softly: "Mu Fengchen, although I don't know what you want to do, I just want to say that everyone has their own destiny, and there are some things that you and I cannot decide. If you really act against the sky, maybe you and I can't bear the consequences."

Mu Fengchen didn't say a word, he just stepped out.

Bai Mohan stared at Mu Fengchen's back, worried endlessly, although he didn't know what Mu Fengchen was thinking, but he always felt that Mu Fengchen had something on his mind.

After sleeping all afternoon, Mo Sangjiu woke up a little bit, and before he opened his eyes, he felt a severe headache.

Mo Sang raised his hand, rubbed his temples, groaned in pain, and stood up in a daze. When he opened his eyes, he saw a person sitting by the bed, but he couldn't see who it was, so he was startled. , stepped back a bit, and stared at the person in front of him in surprise.

After seeing the person in front of him clearly, Mo Sang kicked Mo Zhihen to the ground angrily.

Mo Zhihen, who was stunned by the kick, stood up from the ground after being stunned for a long time, looked at Mo Sang, and said angrily, "What are you fussing about?"

Mo Sang moved forward with a smile on his face and said, "Didn't I not see clearly that it was you?"

"Besides, who made you act like a fool, silent, sitting on the edge of someone's bed with a dark face, I won't kick you, who will I kick!" Mo Sang gave Mo Zhihen a white look, and turned back. Come and blame him.

Mo Zhihen smiled speechlessly, stepped forward to stare at Mo Sang, and said amusedly, "If you say that, you're blaming me!"

"It's good that you know." Mo Sang snorted coldly and said angrily.

"You're making too much sense now, Mo Sang. I rescued you and took care of you until you woke up. Now, you're still blaming me. Where's your conscience?" Mo Zhihen asked angrily.

But even though he criticized Mo Sang, he was very happy in his heart, because if Mo Sang could talk to him like this, it meant that his injury was all right.

And Mo Sang, when Mo Zhihen asked him if he had a conscience, he quickly got off the bed, pointed at Mo Zhihen and said angrily: "You still ask me if I have a conscience, then I still have to ask you! You treat one of your lifesavers like this, where is your conscience?"

Mo Zhihen pointed at himself in disbelief, stepped forward and asked in disbelief: "I have no conscience, you touch your chest, ask yourself, you were injured, I brought you back, and I took another step Take care of you without leaving, and you still say I have no conscience?"

When Mo Zhihen said this, Mo Sang got up a little embarrassed and said, "Okay, okay, I understand, I thank you, let's go! Really."

Seeing Mo Sang's appearance, Mo Zhihen grabbed him without venting his anger, and said coldly, "It's so early in the morning, why are you drinking?"

Mo Sang poured a cup of tea with a smile, took a sip, and said in a low voice, "Isn't this gluttonous?"

Hearing Mo Sang's perfunctory answer, Mo Zhihen stepped forward, pulled him and shouted angrily: "Mo Sang, can you stop being perfunctory to me like this."

Mo Sang was stunned for a moment, and asked in confusion, "Didn't you just get drunk? Why are you so angry?"

After Mo Zhihen heard this, he also discovered his abnormality, and hurriedly let go and ran out in a panic without saying a word.

Mo Sang frowned, and murmured, "What's wrong with this kid today?"

Mo Sang's usual practice is to not think about things that he can't understand, so he doesn't care about Mo Zhihen.

And after Mo Zhihen came out of Mo Sang's room, he was also full of regrets, and kept asking himself in his heart, "Mo Zhihen, what are you doing, what's wrong with you, and why do you feel so angry when you encounter him? There is no way to stay calm!"

Mo Zhihen closed his eyes regretfully and let out a long sigh.

When he opened his eyes again, a face leaned forward directly, making him take a step back in fright.

After recovering, he said gently: "You are! What's the matter?"

The Jade Horned Snake pouted, and said unhappily: "You can give me a name! Everyone is asking me for my name, and when I say my name is Jade Horned Snake, they all laugh at me."

Mo Zhihen knew who they were referring to in the mouth of the Jade Horned Snake, so he stepped forward and touched her head, and said with a smile: "Then call it Yujiao!"

"Yujiao?"

"Yes, Yujiao." Mo Zhihen nodded with a smile.

The Jade Horned Snake immediately stepped forward happily and hugged him tightly, "Great, great, I finally have a name, I finally have a name."

Mo Zhihen raised his hand, gently placed it on the Jade Horned Snake, and embraced her. Mo Zhihen had an instant impulse to marry the Jade Horned Snake, so that he could return to his original appearance .

When Bai Mohan and Mu Fengchen came back, it was late in the evening, and as soon as they entered, Mo Sang jumped out, pointed at them and scolded them, "You two! Since you want to eat the overlord's meal, why don't you tell me in advance?" Let me say it!"

Pointing to the wound on his face, Mo Sang said angrily, "Take a look, take a good look. This is the result of you two keeping me here."

Bai Mohan looked sideways, nodded and said, "Yes, it's quite symmetrical."

"Hey! I said..." Mo Sang pointed at Bai Mohan, but before he finished speaking, Bai Mohan turned and left.

Mo Sang stared at Bai Mohan's back, then turned his head to stare at Mu Fengchen suspiciously, but Mu Fengchen also turned and went to the other side, leaving Mo Sang alone, confused.

Frowning, staring at the two in puzzlement, he muttered, "What's wrong with these two people." Then he also turned and went back to his room.

At dinner time, due to the large population, everyone sat around together, which was rare and lively.

Looking at the expressions of several people, Mo Yunxi touched Mo Zhihen, and whispered: "Brother, what's wrong with you? Did something happen?"

Not only did Mo Zhihen not answer Mo Yunxi's words, but he stood up all of a sudden, startling Mo Yunxi, and the others also stared at him suspiciously.

Mo Zhihen bowed and said: "Father, mother, I want to marry Yujiao, and I hope you two can do it well."

As Mo Zhihen said, he pulled up the Jade Horned Snake sitting beside him, and held her hand tightly.

The two elders of the Mo family looked at each other suspiciously, looked at Mo Zhihen, and said with a smile: "Hen'er, this marriage is not a trifling matter, it's not something you can do just because you want it, it depends on what Miss Yu thinks."

After Mother Mo finished speaking, everyone turned their eyes to the Jade Horned Snake. The Jade Horned Snake glanced at Mo Zhihen quietly, nodded with a smile and said, "There are many delicious things to eat when you get married, and you can also wear new clothes." ?"

"Yes." Mo Zhihen nodded.

"Oh! It looks like this! Then of course I am willing." The Jade Horned Snake heard this.He smiled and immediately agreed.

"Is it okay like this?" Mo Zhihen looked at Mother Mo and said coldly.

The two elders of the Mo family nodded, and Mother Mo turned around and held the hand of the jade horned snake, and said with a kind smile: "As long as you have no objections, then we naturally have no objections, but I don't know that day is the day of the zodiac." For festivals, we have to wait until we have a look before we can determine the date."

At this time, Mo Sang covered his mouth and laughed softly, stood up and said, "Mr. Mo is a jade tree facing the wind, and Miss Yu is as perfect as a beautiful jade. It is indeed a good marriage. I don't know if we can drink this wedding wine!"

"You can drink it, you can drink it." After hearing Mo Sang's words, Mo's mother was so happy that she couldn't close her mouth and said quickly.

Hearing Mo Sang's words, Mo Zhihen clenched his hands together unconsciously, and his heart ached so badly that he almost stopped breathing.

But at this moment, Mo Sang raised a glass of wine, smiled at him, and said, "Boy, congratulations, I'll just say it! I was busy leaving at my place, there must be a beautiful girl at home, I really guessed it." Come on! Come on, this glass of wine will be my congratulations."

Mo Zhihen raised his head, stared at Mo Sang with a hurt expression, raised his hand and knocked down the general in his hand, turned around and left the room.

"Hen'er, what are you doing!" Mother Mo stared at Mo Zhihen's back in puzzlement, and sighed.

Mo Sang looked at Mo Zhihen's back, and hurriedly stepped forward to hold Mo's mother with a smile, and said with a smile: "Auntie, it's okay, don't blame him, he might be getting married, excited."

Of course Mother Mo knew that Mo Sang was justifying Wei Mo Zhihen, so she said embarrassedly: "Mr. Mo, I'm really sorry, Hen'er is not sensible. When he comes back, I will let him apologize to you."

"No, no, let's eat!" Mo Sang smiled, helped Mother Mo to sit down, looked outside worriedly, and then sat down.

After Mo Zhihen left the room, he was in an extremely bad mood, so he found a tavern casually, poured pot after pot of wine, and after a while, he was already drunk.

Looking at the jug in his hand, he laughed coldly, with tears in his eyes, all that flashed in front of his eyes was the image of Mo Sang lifting the wine and toasting him just now.

Before he knew it, the night was getting late, and Mo Sang couldn't let it go, so he went out to look for it after seeing the trace of ink.

At this time, the waiter in the tavern also stepped forward and said: "Guest officer, you see that the guests have already left, we are going to close, why don't you come back tomorrow."

Mo Zhihen raised his head drunkenly, pointed at Xiao Er in front of him, and said coldly: "Why, even you look down on me?"

Xiao Er hurriedly said in fear: "Guest officer, what are you talking about, how can I look down on you! But, we are indeed going to close."

Hearing Xiaoer's words, Mo Zhihen took out a piece of silver from his pocket with a sneer, put it on the table forcefully, lowered his head, and said coldly: "Is it enough? With this money, it's enough to buy your wine." ?"

Mo Zhihen roared angrily for the last time, Xiaoer was so scared that he didn't dare to speak anymore, so he could only sigh and take the silver away.