Hearing Mo Jiuxiao say this, An Baobao immediately patted his chest and said, "What's wrong, it's an honor for Jiuqing to be able to contract it." "Otherwise, this baby shouldn't waste an extremely precious drop of blood to contract it!

"It's better to wait until this divine beast breaks through the shell and chooses for yourself, I don't care to use this method to make it my contract beast. A divine dragon, it's not a big deal. Mo Jiuxiao still didn't have much enthusiasm.

Ah Lan Ah Yan: Uncle Mo, why did you force us in the first place!

Luo An'an/Mo Jiuxiao (gloomy): Do you want to be stewed into ginseng chicken soup?

Luo An'an was really not very happy to see Mo Jiuxiao, and he was no longer reluctant. It's just a dragon, it's not worth making Jiuqing unhappy.

The false emperor arrived in the harem and told Hu Manman about his death. Of course, Hu Manman disagreed, but at this time the lord appeared. He glanced at Hu Manman coldly, and Hu Manman didn't dare to speak anymore.

"Let them get out of here, the lord is already planning to come. The Lord said coldly.

"Yes. Hu Manman and the false emperor agreed.

The next day, Mo Jiuxiao received news that the fake emperor remembered the one-night husband and wife Bairien, and wanted Hu Manman to go on the road after the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Mo Jiuxiao agreed, it just so happened that his own little things had never seen the Mid-Autumn Festival of mortals, and the immortal cultivation world did not practice this. Let's let your little things see.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, Ren Xingzhu put on his most beautiful clothes and planned to look for Tumo to see the lanterns, but in the end, he was told by Ren that Tumo had already gone out with Baishan. In the end, Ren Xingzhu could only reluctantly accompany Ren Huan to worship the moon and worship the ancestor.

In the capital of the country of Ren, Luo An'an and Mo Jiuxiao turned into an ordinary couple, holding hands and looking at various lanterns.

Luo Anan was more interested in those anagrams, she pulled Mo Jiuxiao and looked at the anagrams all over the street, if she knew it, she wouldn't guess it, and if she couldn't, let the shovel officer guess. In the end, I also got a few beautiful lanterns.

Renguo also has the custom of eating moon cakes, and the snack goods tasted a few and thought it tasted good, but was about to buy a lot when he was stopped by Mo Jiuxiao.

"Luo Luo, these moon cakes are made of fruits in the mortal world, and eating too much is not easy for cultivation. If you want to eat it, we can go back to the sect and have someone make it taste the same. Mo Jiuxiao gently persuaded the foodie fox.

An Baobao pouted a little frustratedly: "Then it's going to take a long time, the fox wants to eat today!"

Mo Jiuxiao's heart was softened by Luo An'an's little daughter's attitude, he thought that it would be good if he learned to cook, so that Luo An'an could make whatever he wanted to eat immediately, and he didn't have to make his own Luo Luo wait so long.

This idea doomed the shovel officer to become a skilled chef in the future, making his position in An Baobao's heart more and more irreplaceable.

"Then let's eat a little, not too much, okay?" Mo Jiuxiao finally relented, so he relaxed his request.

An Baobao's eyes lit up instantly, for a foodie, there is nothing happier than eating!

The two of them walked around, and in the eyes of outsiders, they were a bunch of loving couples.

Suddenly, Luo An'an was attracted by a stall that painted candy people, and there were many children there, looking at the delicious sugar paintings.

Mo Jiuxiao saw Luo An'an slow down and knew what the little thing was thinking, so he pulled Luo An'an over.

"I want all the sugar paintings. Mo Jiuxiao took out a piece of silver and put it in front of the old man who was painting.

An Baobao took down the candy paintings and gave them to the children one by one. In the past two years, disasters have been affected everywhere in the country, although it has not affected the capital, but the price of grain is extremely high. It's good that these children can eat a full meal, but how can there be a snack like sugar painting?

The children were embarrassed to take it at first, but they couldn't bear the gentleness of Luo An'an's smile, so they took it carefully.