After the demon king took the house, he bent [Cultivation]

According to what Mo Xiaoyun said, the scales were stuck on the bleeding wound with a cut on the heart, the aura swam around and wrapped the scales without any hindrance, and melted directly into the heart.

"...What's going on here?" Ji Wuya looked at Mo Xiaoyun in surprise.

Surprise is fake, this scale is his in the first place, even if this scale does not have his own blood, it will take the initiative to recognize its owner when it senses his spirit.

Ji Wuya knew this in his heart, but Mo Xiaoyun didn't know this possibility. Seeing that the wound on his heart healed after the scales disappeared, he immediately clapped his hands and laughed with great joy.

"It's really great. Scale is willing to recognize Changfeng as your master, so you can rest assured that it will protect you as a father in the future. By the way, do you feel the inheritance?"

"No, maybe my cultivation base is too low to accept the inheritance." Ji Wuya shook his head, he couldn't do a careful inspection in front of Mo Xiaoyun, so he made up an excuse to fool him first.

Chu Tianyou watched the scale disappear, and his face was complicated for a moment, but the Mo family father and son were paying attention to the scale, but they didn't notice her unusualness.

Chu Tianyou didn't believe Mo Xiaoyun's story at first, but now with the evidence of scales, it seemed to add some convincing force to the story.

——It is true that Xuanli Demon Venerable has descendants!Chu Tianyou suddenly realized, thinking about it, it seems that it is not a strange thing for a person like Xuanli Mozun who sings and sings every night to have a son.

Ji Wuya didn't know that his wife, who was only one step away from him, had already believed Mo Xiaoyun's nonsense, and even believed that "Xuanli Demon Lord" had a son.

Waited out of the ancestral hall.

Ji Wuya and Chu Tianyou walked side by side, looking at the petite and lovely lady beside him, who walked steadily and followed closely by his side, his heart was moved.

"Ma'am, do you think what father just said is true or not?" Ji Wuya felt that his serious wife would not believe such a stupid thing.

"Really." Chu Tianyou nodded, it didn't look like he was joking.

These two words almost made Ji Wuya sprain, he felt that he had to clarify for himself, otherwise when he confessed his identity in the future, it would definitely end.

No matter how indifferent the woman appears to be, once she knows that the Taoist couple had other women and illegitimate children, she will become very cruel.

Thinking about the embarrassment of those unlucky subordinates being chased from the east to the west of the city by their mother-in-law, Ji Wuya thinks he can explain it.

But how would he explain it?Ji Wuya mentioned it in one breath but stopped, he couldn't say that he was not that kind of person.

So Ji Wuya could only curl his lips into a smile, and change the topic, anyway, he is Mo Changfeng now, and the matter of "Xuanli Demon Lord" has nothing to do with him.

"Madam is in a bad mood today? I haven't seen Madam's smile very much." Ji Wuya reminded the other party from the side.

"I'm just a little nervous." When Chu Tianyou was asked, his heart subconsciously tightened, he must have been discovered.

He is Chu Tianyou who knows that he can't act like a girl, but he has to work hard.

Ji Wuya clearly knew what was going on, but he just liked watching the other party acting seriously, it was so cute.

"So that's how it is. Madam, don't be nervous. There is no change between now and before. Except that you have changed from Ms. Chu to Madam Mo, this place has also become your home." Tianyou's hand.

But in my heart, I thought that my wife was obviously talking nonsense with her eyes open, why didn't I see that she was nervous at all?If you don't even tell a lie, you really found a treasure.

Chu Tianyou, who was being held by hand, resisted the urge to shake hands, and told himself in his heart that the person in front of him was Mo Changfeng, and that it was normal for Chu Tianyou's husband to get close to Chu Tianyou.

This person really can't hide his emotions, his likes and dislikes can be seen almost at a glance, Ji Wuya caught a glimpse of the cold eyes of the lady beside him, knowing that she was unhappy but he didn't let go of his hand.

He is not a pedantic person who restrains himself and restores propriety in the immortal way. People in the demon way mostly act casually and unscrupulously, not to mention that the one in front of him is his righteous Taoist companion, so what if he holds hands.

Ji Wuya is still very confident in his own charm, he doesn't believe that he can't let his Taoist partner fall in love with him, and be fascinated by him.

Since they are Taoist couples, they are his people. Ji Wuya has recognized this point since he knew the contract between the two of them.

"If Madam has anything to prepare when you return to the house three days later, just tell him to prepare it for safety." He took Chu Tianyou with him, and walked gently on the bluestone path in Mo's mansion.

Chu Tianyou's figure is half a head shorter than him, and the back view of the two walking side by side, in the eyes of those who don't know, is like a scene of harmony.

Go back to the door in three dynasties?what is that?Chu Tianyou was taken aback when he heard the words. He had practiced in the Heavenly Dao Sword Sect since he was a child, so he didn't know much about these mundane things.

Listening to this word means going back to the Chu family?He is a monk who has lost his house for no reason, and now he wants to follow Mo Changfeng back to the Chu family?Ninety-nine out of ten people will definitely be recognized, and I am not familiar with the Chu family at all.

What to do, Chu Tianyou thought to himself.

In Mo's house, he only needs to face Mo Changfeng. This Mo Changfeng seems to be tolerant of himself because he loves Chu Tianyou, and he will spontaneously think of a reason to justify himself if his expression is different.

But if he went to the Chu family, Chu Tianyou's father was the head of the Chu family, and it was even more impossible for his mother not to recognize his daughter... Once she was found to have taken her home, she would definitely be beaten as a demon cultivator.

Chu Tianyou had many thoughts in his mind, but he vetoed them one by one. It is still a question whether he can leave Fengling Prefecture where Yunjiang City is located based on his current foundation cultivation.

Then he can only use his brains from Mo Changfeng who is beside him. If Mo Changfeng is willing to help him cover, it should be fine.

But how can Mo Changfeng be willing to help without revealing his identity?

Seeing her thinking, Ji Wuya's smile became more sincere, and he said it to himself, regardless of whether Chu Tianyou would listen to it or not.

"You are not familiar with the mansion. In a few days, when I feel better, I will accompany you around."

At this moment, Chu Tianyou came back to his senses and smiled at him, and he found that smiling didn't seem so difficult.Besides, such situations will not be rare in the future, so let's get familiar with them earlier.

"Thank you, Brother Changfeng."

To Ji Wuya's ears, the girl's ending sound seemed to be deliberately raised, with a little tactful charm, and the cold face seemed to be a little warmer because of this smile.

If Chu Tianyou knew what he was thinking, he would probably sneer and say that he was thinking too much.

"You still call me Brother Changfeng, we are all married." Ji Wuya stretched out his hand and tapped the girl's forehead affectionately.

The corner of Chu Tianyou's mouth twitched uncontrollably, thinking that he had already yelled like that, what else would Mo Changfeng want.Could it be that he still wants to make an inch and let himself call him "husband"?

Thinking of this possibility, Chu Tianyou felt goosebumps all over his body.

The slave recalled the shy appearance of the female disciple he had seen before. Chu Tianyou lowered his head and called out "Brother Changfeng" in a soft voice, as if shy and coquettish.

His fingers hanging in the sleeves by his side curled up into a fist, and it took Chu Tianyou a lot of effort to restrain his urge to greet Mo Changfeng's face.

Chu Tianyou, you must calm down, you are the one who took away the body of "Mrs. Mo", and you are the one who owes Mo Changfeng.

Thinking of where Chu Tianyou's soul had gone, Chu Tianyou was rarely irritable. If Chu Tianyou's soul was still there, he wouldn't be so perplexed.

He didn't take the initiative to seize the body, and he didn't devour the soul of the original body.

According to common sense, Chu Tianyou's soul should still be in his body.

But when Chu Tianyou woke up, he did not hesitate to waste his soul, and checked the body thoroughly, but he didn't even find a trace of Chu Tianyou's soul, it was as if Chu Tianyou had already been reincarnated .

But how is this possible? How could Chu Tianyou love Mo Changfeng so much that he wanted to die on the day of his wedding?Even if he wanted to die, he should have left some clues, but Chu Tianyou didn't find anything wrong.

Anyone who came to investigate this matter would find only one result, that is, he took away "Chu Tianyou".

Unlike Chu Tianyou, who is full of preoccupations, Ji Wuya only feels that the life after reincarnation is quite comfortable, and at this time, he can still flirt with the thin-skinned Taoist couple.

"Ma'am, if you don't want to call now, don't call, we will have a long time to come." Ji Wuya was in a good mood, and even looked forward to the days to come.

When they returned to Tinghexuan, Ping An and Lan Qing who were waiting at the door came up to salute.

"I have seen the young master and young lady."

"Ping'an, go and pour two cups of tea." Ji Wuya was not polite, and directly ordered the two to go down to do things.

"Lan Qing, go and get some of my wife's favorite snacks."

The decorations of the new house have been taken down, only the two red lanterns at the door are left looking very happy, Ji Wuya looks at the simple and clean dormitory, and feels that it is not as pleasing to the eye as yesterday's big red.

His previous dormitories were mainly decorated in black and red, but the ones in front of him are mostly white and elegant bamboo leaf green. As far as preferences are concerned, he and Mo Changfeng are really two different people.

It is obviously my soul, but my hobbies are completely different from my own, which is also a bit strange.

Chu Tianyou walked past the table, and when he passed the vanity mirror, he saw that his hair was full of luxurious gold hairpins, and he felt his eyes hurt.

But asking him to remove the current bun and tie it up again, even the Daozi of Jianzong, who claims to be able to master all spells with one sword, will not be able to do anything.

"Master, it's time for you to take your medicine." Ping An walked in, and there was not only tea but also a bottle of medicine on the wooden tray in his hand.

Mo Changfeng's body is weak due to congenital weakness of mind and soul. This disease has been present since birth.

If it wasn't for the great fortune of the Mo family, and Mo Xiaoyun, a father who loves his eldest son so much, Mo Changfeng might not be able to grow up alive.

"Ah."

Ji Wuya picked up the jade bottle containing the elixir, and followed the restraint on it to prevent the loss of medicinal power, the snow-white round elixir rolled out and fell into the palm of his hand.

If this is used to warm and nourish the soul, but the grade of the medicine is too low, it can only be said to be better than nothing for his injuries.

The pills in the Lower Immortal Realm are divided into four grades of Tiandi Xuanhuang. Mo Changfeng used to eat the Baiwu Pill of the first grade of Xuan grade. It takes seven days for a person with a Qi training level of [-] to dissolve the medicinal power.

The two are newlyweds, and at this time there is no one who is not good at bothering them. Ji Wuya took the medicine and luckily dissipated the medicine's power little by little, but what he was thinking about was improving his cultivation.