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Yi Qingyun walked very fast, as if Ji Ruohua's yard was some kind of endless hell.

Mo Beichen naturally noticed this abnormality, and Yi Qingyun's expression could no longer be described as ugly.

It's almost like raising a sword to kill someone and seek revenge.

"What's wrong with you?" Mo Beichen asked while hugging his ancestor.

"It's nothing."

How could it be nothing.

Yi Qingyun felt that he might be crazy.

When Ji Ruohua said to let Mo Chen follow him, a scorching fire burst out of Yi Qingyun's heart from his throat, and his internal organs seemed to be burned to ashes by this fire in the next moment.

Before everything was about to overturn and get out of control, Yi Qingyun spoke first.

He couldn't imagine that if Mo Chen had said a good word at that time, he would have done something that his reason would not allow.

But fortunately, before all the chaos, he forcibly extinguished the fire.

The cold rain fell, and the cool touch hit Yi Qingyun's face. He finally got out of the state just now, and returned to his usual calm appearance.

At this moment, he realized that his arm was still around the boy's shoulder, as if he was hugging Mo Chen.

As if to be shocked, Yi Qingyun took his hand back and squeezed his palm in embarrassment.

But even if he retracted his hand, the gentle touch could not dissipate.

Mo Chen's shoulders were very narrow, much narrower than his own, and he didn't dare to use any force, as if the opponent would shatter if he put more force on his hands.

Silently unbuttoning his robe, he heard that Mo Chen was taken away by Ji Ruohua, he was in a hurry, and he didn't have time to bring the umbrella, so he could only prop up his robe with his arms, blocking the two of them and the cat.

"This rain is quite light." Chunyang's body was a little close, and Mo Beichen was a little uncomfortable.

His current figure is really a bit thin, and he looks a bit clingy. Yi Qingyun's arms can completely cover him without stretching them out.

Probably because of his pure yang body, Yi Qingyun's body temperature was on the high side, and Mo Beichen could clearly feel the scorching heat when he got closer to him, and the strange masculine breath would wrap him in it forcefully.

"Spring rains are easy to cool, don't be careless."

Mo Beichen looked at his ancestor and curled his lips. He was taught a lesson by a junior.

What is such a light rain? When he was traveling to fight against the Black Flood Dragon, he fought in the icy water all night before narrowly escaping death. It didn't matter!

Thinking of this, Mo Beichen couldn't help feeling a little bit embarrassed. Back then, when Mo Beichen was in danger, no one paid any attention to him, let alone someone pulling him.

Now that he is pretending to be this ink dust, even if it rains a little, people will worry.

Is this called same person with different fate?

meow~

"Come closer, this cat is soaked in the rain."

Only then did Mo Beichen realize that his ancestor's tail was sticking out of his robe, so he shrank the cat back.

The two got closer.

"I thought Qingyun didn't like his ancestors." Mo Beichen was a little surprised, he had seen Yi Qingyun's eyes not very friendly towards his ancestors before.

"Ancestor? The cat's name?"

"Isn't it an interesting name?"

"Yeah." Yi Qingyun obviously didn't find it interesting, he didn't understand why these four princes wanted to recognize a cat as their ancestor.

In fact, Mo Beichen didn't understand the purpose of the fourth prince's naming, but he understood when he brought the cat back.

Mo Beichen carried his ancestor back to his room, and after dinner with Yi Qingyun, he smoked a cigarette while Yi Qingyun was meditating.

The ancestors were particularly interested in the hanging ornaments of the tobacco rods, and always wanted to use their paws to flop a few times.

Mo Beichen thought it was interesting, so he deliberately dropped the little guy, shaking the cigarette stick up and down to tease the white cat.

Who would have thought that after teasing for a while, Mo Beichen actually felt sleepy after a long absence.

Yes, drowsiness.

Mo Beichen hasn't slept with his eyes closed since the separation period, which is really strange.

Mo Beichen thought it was an illusion, and held on for a while, but he didn't expect that his own eyelids would start to close, a little bit unable to hold on.

Helpless, Mo Beichen could only pinch the cigarette, hugged his ancestor in his arms, and fell asleep on the bed.

After a night without dreams, Mo Beichen really slept until dawn.

Rubbing his eyes, Mo Beichen yawned lightly and got up from the bed.

When he tried to get rid of the dust, he saw the piles of fluff on the clothes,

Mo Beichen suddenly thought of something.

Grandfather gone?

Mo Beichen woke up from his hazy state all of a sudden, and he followed the bunches of white hair on the ground to find it.

It turned out to be in Yi Qingyun's room.

This kid came to his room to steal the cat at night?

He knocked lightly on the door, but there seemed to be no one there, so Mo Beichen pushed the door open, and his left eyelid twitched after entering.

He didn't know what happened to Yi Qingyun's room, the already simple room became even more dilapidated and dilapidated.

Tables, chairs, and Yi Qingyun's not-so-thick mattress were all spared.

There were fine and dense scratches on the legs of the tables and chairs, and Yi Qingyun's mattress was scratched so that all the cotton wool came out of the mattress.

What a mess.

At this time, the culprit was lying on Yi Qingyun's futon, squinting happily, and licking his paws.

Yi Qingyun is not in the house, at this point he usually practices swords on the mountain.

Mo Beichen, who was not afraid of the sky and the earth, swallowed.

He didn't know if Yi Qingyun knew about the situation in this room, probably he didn't know.

If you know, the cat's life may not be guaranteed.

Will he have time to restore everything to its original state before Yi Qingyun comes back...

Of course not.

These tables and chairs and mattresses, he could find better ones, but he couldn't find anything like them.

Mo Beichen sat on Yi Qingyun's bed with a dark face, lost in thought. For the first time, he felt a sense of powerlessness.

There are some things that money can't seem to fix.

Mo Beichen pinched the nape of the culprit's neck and forced it to look at him.

And the culprit showed no remorse, meowing and meowing non-stop.

"You are really a living ancestor, the name is really correct."

meow~

Mo Beichen sighed, "What do you say, we should run away."

meow~

"Hey, no, this deity can't leave yet, if this deity walks for a while, what if this pure Yang body falls?"

meow~

"Either way, knowing your mistakes can make a big difference, or you and this deity go to Chunyang to admit your mistakes."

meow~

"Hey, let's go." Mo Beichen hugged his ancestor in his arms, and used his mana to go to the restaurant in the market to buy some food and put it in a box.

With a suitcase in one hand and the ancestor in one hand, he went to find the pure Yang body.

"I just hope that these wine and vegetables can give you back your life." Mo Beichen looked at the white cat obediently on his arm with pity, and soon came to the bamboo forest where Yi Qingyun usually practiced sword.

huh-huh-

The blade is swung out with the sword, and it is the sound of the sword breaking the wind.

The sword is like frost, and the energy pierces Changhong. The young man closed his eyes and raised the sword like a stone sculpture, as if he was waiting for something.

Sa, sa, sa, sa

When the breeze blew past, counting bamboo leaves falling from the pole, Yi Qingyun moved.

The robe flutters, the sword light flickers, and instantly draws traces in different directions in the air. The person holding the sword seems to have merged with the sword, as light as clouds, and the bamboo leaves fall apart.

Mo Beichen couldn't help but nodded in relief, Yi Qingyun had already practiced this set of "Sword of Shocking Clouds" well, no wonder this kid dared to compete with Ji Ruohua.

Seeing the end of this set, Mo Beichen was ready to step forward.

Unexpectedly, Yi Qingyun didn't withdraw, but instead turned sharply, and threw the sword at a green bamboo on the left not far from him.

"Come out!" Yi Qingyun snorted softly.

The footsteps stopped, and the direction Yi Qingyun pointed was not him.

But Mo Beichen was stunned, and then frowned.

When did he get so careless that no one even noticed it? Thinking of his sleepiness yesterday, Mo Beichen had a vague premonition.

At this time, a woman in white clothes who seemed to be out of the world walked out from the depths of the bamboo forest.

The author has something to say: Yes, your ancestors will always be your ancestors.

On the first day, our Yi Gouzi's house was demolished.Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

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