Apprentice, he, he, he is OOC again

The copper bells jingle, the peach fragrance is strong, and the memory of little loli advances forward.

Little Lolita explained as she walked, saying that the man's name was Mo Song, and the woman's name was Yun Xin'er.

At this moment, Mo Song leaned against an ancient tree, lifted the child in his arms high, and looked at the child's smiling face gently.

The toddler waved his hands, revealing two white front teeth that had just erupted.

Mo Song played with him for a while, then rubbed Yun Xin'er's neck affectionately, holding the child's chin on her shoulder.

The sunlight sprinkled from the gaps in the leaves and hit Mo Song's face with an indescribably soft radiance.

He closed his eyes, and said in a tone of self-blame, "Xin'er, I made you suffer."

Yun Xin'er chuckled, looking at the sky after the storm, the cotton-like clouds floating softly, the blue sky was clean and gentle.

She didn't answer directly, but asked instead: "Do you know why I named my son Mo Yun?"

Mo Song thought for a while, then looked at the child in his arms, and said very honestly and politely: "Young lady is smart, I am sorry that my husband doesn't know."

Yun Xiner poked his ribs with the round fan handle, her tone was as gentle as a breeze blowing the moon:

"Fool, I promise you my whole life."

After she finished speaking, she covered her face with a round fan and smiled lightly, as if she was shy and a little coquettish.

Mo Song was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted and laughed heartily: "Hahaha, I will definitely live up to Xin'er's wishes!"

The child in his arms was probably frightened by his sudden loud voice, his mouth shrunk, his nose twitched, and he burst into tears.

"Hey, I'm flirting with your mother, why are you crying... Hey, hey - Xin'er bit me!"

"Who told you to be so loud, I'll coax you."

"That's what the lady taught me."

Ye Wuchen was fascinated by watching it, but the scene suddenly froze, and even the breeze was suspended.

The little Lolita walked up to Ye Wuchen, seeing that he was still hugging Mo Yun, she was a little dissatisfied, but she straightened her clothes and said, "See, Brother Mo Song and Sister Xin'er are so loving, is it you?" Can such a shabby beggar compare?"

Mo Yun huddled in Ye Wuchen's arms, his heart was dull, and even the voice he said was dull: "How can you prove that the person in his arms is me."

His voice was a little unsteady, but surprisingly flat.

Ye Wuchen made an analogy to himself in his heart, and felt that his reaction couldn't be more normal.

For example, if he had been living well in the orphanage, and a pair of biological parents suddenly appeared, he would doubt the authenticity.

The weather was not so cold anymore, Ye Wuchen put Mo Yun down, threw away the quilt on him, and let him confront Little Loli by himself.

The little loli pouted, a little unhappy: "You don't believe me, hmph, we demons—the gods recognize people by their souls. No matter how a person's appearance changes, the soul will always be that soul."

She glanced at Mo Yun again, with a strange expression on her face.

Although I don't know what he went through, it is a miracle on earth that he survived with such a broken soul.

However, she didn't intend to tell Mo Yun about this discovery, after all, in her eyes, Mo Yun was just a mortal, even if she told him, he had no choice but to be anxious.

Mo Yun grabbed Ye Wuchen's finger and began to channel: "Really? Master."

"She doesn't have to lie to two mortals."

Mo Yun said unwillingly, "But she is a demon."

Guilt arose in Ye Wuchen's heart, "I just checked, this is not an illusion, it is indeed her memory, if it feels uncomfortable..."

Mo Yun was silent, let go of Ye Wuchen's hand, then grabbed his clothes corner, and said to Little Lolita: "I, can I look back?"

Seeing that he was a little moved, the little Lolita waved her hand mightily, and a burst of peach fragrance filled the air, and the frozen picture moved again.

A couple under the towering ancient tree, Yun Xiner teased little Mo Yun with the tassels on the round fan, and successfully made him stop crying.

Mo Song sighed in amazement, and started eating jealously again: "Could it be that Xin'er only likes Yun'er, but has left me, a serious gentleman, in the cold."

Yun Xin'er smiled lightly, her gestures were gentle and calm, she turned her head, left a kiss on the serious man's face, and said angrily, "You can eat my son's jealousy too."

Mo Song rubbed his face and smiled contentedly.

The family of three enjoyed themselves and spent this honey-like time.

Suddenly there was a sound of fighting in the distance, and the clash of swords and swords made a harsh sound.

The smile on Mo Song's face gradually slowed down and was gradually replaced by seriousness. He stood up and said to Yun Xin'er, "I'll go and have a look."

Yun Xin'er hesitated to speak, but let him go anyway.

No matter what, she is willing to believe this man.

There was affection in Mo Song's eyes, and a smile appeared on his thin lips: "Xin'er is so good."

Yun Xin'er nodded, holding little Mo Yun in her arms, leaning against the old and rough tree trunk, looking up at the lush tree crown.

After Mo Song left, a little girl in pink staggered to Yun Xiner's side and said in a childish voice, "Big sister, let's run!"

Yun Xiner looked at the little girl in surprise, "Why?"

The little girl grabbed her clothes, and there were some bruises on her white and tender hands. She said in a flustered tone, with a frightened expression, "That man just now, he, he is Moxiu, Moxiu, it's scary."

"I know, but he is a good magician."

The little girl was about to cry, she waved her hands in a panic: "No, no, in front, a group of demon cultivators, they want to catch me, I, hide, I, I let them kill each other, big sister, run away!" !"

From her stuttering words, Yun Xiner understood what happened.

This little girl is a peach blossom demon nearby. She just cultivated human form recently, but was caught by several demon cultivators and used her blood to cultivate.

She has to have her blood drawn every day, and her body is getting weaker and weaker day by day, and she will be punched and kicked if she is not as good as Moxiu wants.

On this day, the person guarding her left without authorization, and the little girl ran out, and was hunted down by Moxiu.

On the way to escape, she discovered her ability to cause hallucinations, so she used it a little bit to make the group of demon cultivators kill each other.

Then when I ran here, I found a more powerful Moxiu. She could only hide her body and hide nearby.

"You are a peach blossom demon, no wonder you are so beautiful."

Yun Xiner said softly.

The little girl covered her mouth with a snap, shook her head frantically, and panicked.

This action of hers caused Yun Xiner to chuckle, "I've seen many demons, this is the first time I've seen you so cute."

She looks approachable, with a gentle appearance, and even her voice is soft, very nice.

The little girl felt that such a good person could never die, so she grabbed Yun Xin'er's sleeve, trying to pull her up, moaning and persuading: "Big sister, it's dangerous here!"

Someone grabbed the little girl by the collar and lifted her up, and a gloomy voice sounded.

"What are you doing?"

The little girl huddled in the air, trembling violently out of fear, tears streaming down her eyes, but she didn't make the slightest sound.

She looked at Yun Xin'er, as if she had made some decision, and shouted in a trembling voice: "Big sister, run!"

But Yun Xin'er still sat where she was, and even smiled at her, with a bit of caution in her tone: "Put her down quickly."

The lady issued an order, and Mo Song had no choice but to follow. He walked to Yun Xiner's side and said, "I didn't come to chase us. I have already dealt with it."

Yun Xin'er nodded, and called the little girl to come over. She put her arm around Xiao Moyun with one hand, and wiped away the tears on her face with the other.

"Look, he helped you get rid of all the bad guys, isn't he a good guy?"

The little girl hadn't recovered yet, tears welled up in her eyes, she looked up at Mo Song with a fierce expression, and shook her head quickly.

"He, he picked me up, I'm afraid."

Saying this, the little girl burst into tears again.

Mo Song stared at the little monster who was favored by his wife, with unkind eyes.

The little girl accidentally caught sight of his gaze, and cried even harder.

After Yun Xiner's painstaking explanation, the man and the monster finally understood the situation, and the little girl happily regarded Mo Song as her lifesaver.

"I knew I wouldn't release so much demonic energy, it would be so misunderstood..." Mo Song scratched his head.

Yun Xiner smiled and shook her head, she knew that this man was just talking about it.

After all, he wants to drive away the surrounding monsters with powerful demonic energy, so as not to frighten his family.

The little girl had just cultivated into a demon and had no destination, so she just followed Mo Song and his party and lived a life of running around.

The next memory is that Mo Song and Yun Xin'er flirted every day, the little girl hugged Mo Yun and poked his little face, and so on.

The wind and rain are calm on the road, and the years are quiet.

It's just that on that day, the little girl "separated" from Mo Song's family. This was not a separation in the conventional sense, but the three of them suddenly disappeared in front of her eyes...

That day, the sun was pure, and on a busy street, a little girl followed Mo Song, holding a colorful little sugar figure in her mouth.

The crowd was bustling, the stalls were noisy, Mo Song hugged the finger-sucking little Mo Yun, and led his wife through the crowd.

Yun Xin'er still held the round fan in her hand, and she was dressed in a long white dress, as if a fairy had descended to earth.

From time to time, she would look back at the little girl who was following behind, to make sure she was not lost, and then said, "Hurry up."

When the little girl heard this sentence, she would run forward a few steps, and then started to walk unsteadily again.

For more than a year, she followed Mo Songyun Xin'er to many places, and her horizons have been broadened a lot. She is no longer the crying little girl who couldn't even speak clearly.

She stopped for a while in front of a jewelry booth, and bought a wooden hairpin to give to Yun Xiner. She jumped up and down to catch up with Yun Xiner in front of her.

"Sister Xin'er—"

The little girl stretched out her hand to grab the smear of white in front of her eyes, but it seemed as if she caught the air, her fingers went through the white clothes and missed.

Yun Xin'er seemed to have sensed something, she turned her head, looked at the little girl in astonishment, wanted to say something, but never opened her mouth, she only had time to make a mouth.

[go fast]

Until the crowd squeezed the two of them away, and there was no more white shadow in front of her eyes, the little girl tightly held the wooden hairpin in her hand, squeezed into the crowd, and shouted loudly.

"Sister Xiner, Brother Mo Song!"

Her petite body stumbled in the crowd, fear and panic welled up in her heart, the tip of her nose suddenly felt sour, and tears rolled down her cheeks.

"Brother Mo Song..."

She heard from Mo Song that brother Mo Song escaped from the demon clan, and many people wanted to arrest him, but if he did, sister Xin'er would be beheaded.

So, he can't go back.

Because of this, Mo Song always felt sorry for Yun Xiner.

"Love is not wrong, you just love me too much."

Every time, when Mo Song blamed himself and repented, Yun Xiner would comfort her like this.

After searching for a long time in the lively market, until the crowd dispersed, the wooden hairpin in his hand was not given to the fairy in white.

The little girl was walking aimlessly in the market, her tears had dried up, and the memories of being abused by Mo Xiu in those years flooded her heart, she could only pray that they just got separated, or that Mo Song was joking with herself... …

She waited in the streets of the bazaar, convinced they would return.

The clothes that Yun Xiner bought for herself were bitten by a dog. The little girl found a needle and thread by herself, and sewed it up for herself with crappy stitches.

The sachet that Mo Song and Yun Xiner helped the little girl made together accidentally spilled, she memorized the ingredients inside and planned to make another one by herself.

But no matter how I do it, the smell is not as good as it used to be.

The little girl also thought about whether they would just throw herself away like this, but when she thought of Yun Xiner's ever-gentle smile on her face and Mo Song's bold chivalrous demeanor, she immediately discarded this thought.

People like them would never do that.

The little girl no longer waited foolishly, she began to search along the way, searching inch by inch, asking each person one by one.

If you search the world, you will always find her paradise.

Occasionally, when the rain is over, the little girl looks at the sky.

It was such a weather that she met two of the best people in the world.

This memory was frozen in the scene where the little girl looked up at the sky.

Little Loli waved her sleeves, and the three of them withdrew from her memory and returned to the original room.

Looking at the room decoration, Ye Wuchen found that the decoration in this room was all according to Yun Xiner's preferences.

Gentle and refined, tranquil and soft.

Little Lolita's eyes were red, she slapped her eyes with her small hands, raised her head and exhaled, and after calming down, she said arrogantly: "That little girl is me! You can't say that I changed to Same face as hers?"

Mo Yun lowered his head, not knowing what to feel in his heart.

It seems a little sad, and a little out of breath, but more of a strange calm.

He moved his fingers and grabbed the corner of Ye Wuchen's clothes, as if this could make him stand firm.

"In my memory, my parents are two anonymous monuments, others say they are dead—"

"I stayed in front of the stele for three years. Others said I watched from three to six years old. I never met my parents. I..."

He didn't say the next words, the deep hidden memory was too painful, asking him to recall it was no different from letting him walk through a thorn forest naked.

Ye Wuchen felt that he who was typing in front of the computer was simply a beast.

Although these are only completed by the world itself, if there is no outline, it can make up like this.

The guilt in my heart was already overwhelming.

He squatted down in front of Mo Yun, looking at his reddened nose and trembling lips, Ye Wuchen felt that his conscience had been violently attacked.

Slowly hugging Mo Yun who was holding back tears, before she could say words of comfort, Little Lolita started again.

"What did you say? Monument...Brother Mo Song, Sister Xin'er..."

Little Lolita couldn't bear it anymore, her eyes were clouded with tears, and the tears rolled in her eyes, a storm was brewing.

She didn't make any sound just like back then, but she cried so heartbreakingly.

I can't accept it, I don't know how to accept it, I can only let this message hit my heart violently, with a dull pain.

The paradise she was looking for on earth collapsed.

Probably because she was too sad, little Loli squatted down slowly, covered her heart, and began to sob softly.

At this time, a small white ball came out from the shoulder, with two eyes, one black and one red, it leaned in front of Ye Wuchen, tears brushed the ground, and wet the white hair on its body.

Ye Wuchen: "What's the matter with you?"

Little Baiqiu didn't make trouble for no reason today, but just leaned lightly on his shoulder, buried his face, and his usual soft voice was a bit muffled: "No..."

Ye Wuchen only thought it was touched.

He hugged Mo Yun, feeling the trembling of the boy in his arms, "Master, I'm fine, I, I haven't seen my parents before."

The comforting words were stuck in his throat, Ye Wuchen patted him on the back, and said softly: "Yun'er is awesome."

These words were like a calming needle, injected into Mo Yun's heart, and his emotions gradually eased.

The little white ball stood on Ye Wuchen's shoulder, flicked its white hair, and rubbed against his ear.

"I'm amazing too, and I didn't cry anymore."

Ye Wuchen laughed, and gave a soft "hmm".

The person in his arms and the ball on his shoulders had already packed up their emotions. As soon as Mo Yun looked up, he saw the little white ball that only wanted to be praised.

He squinted his wet eyes, and slapped the little white ball flat with his little hand.

The little white ball drilled back into Ye Wuchen's body, deciding not to be as knowledgeable as a brat.

The whole room fell silent, only little Loli squatted on the ground, choked with sobs.