"Speaking of which, I'm really thirsty, so I don't want apples, but peel a pear. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info" Murzero nodded, and walked down her steps.

"How ripe is that?"

"Should you eat steak? How ripe is it?" Mo Ling raised an eyebrow to see what tricks she was playing.

"Of course. Ziyu twisted his fingers and counted matter-of-factly: "There are freshly ripe, the taste is a little green, sweet and sour, it is very refreshing; there are just ripe, the taste is just right, juicy and fleshy, sweet but not greasy; and there is a ripe one, then it is called a sweet, take a bite, sweet to the bottom of the heart." ”

"Come on, I'll go with you. "It's rare that the sense of taste is fine, how can you not eat something with a strong taste?

"Cut, are you still afraid that I will poison you?" Ziyu was a little displeased, so she had to follow, obviously not worrying about her.

Mo Ling didn't bother to answer, she just wanted to take this opportunity to observe the space.

Follow Ziyu to the only bamboo house in the space, the appearance of the house is elegant and simple, like a paradise, open the curtain in front of the door, walk in, and find that the inside is also very simple, just a table, a few bamboo chairs, and a bed, there are no other things, not even decorations have been added.

"This is where your mother lived in seclusion with that dragon?" Mo Ling wiped his finger on the table, and found that there was no dust, presumably the little girl had been cleaning it.

"I guess, I wasn't born at the time, so I don't know. Although Ziyu has lived for thousands of years, he has only recently woken up, and his mind is only a few years old after all.

"Maybe your mother misunderstood your biological father, he should care about you. As soon as Mo Ling stretched out his hand, the bamboo chair outside flew in, exactly the same as several bamboo chairs in the house, Mo Ling leaned on it, as if there were no bones, in this completely relaxed place, revealing her righteousness and evil as the corpse king.

"No, if he really loves my mother, how can he ignore us, and it was his father who said he wanted to kill me, and said that he also agreed. Ziyu shook his head, very stubbornly insisting on his ideas.

"Then let me ask you, did he stand up and say that he wanted to kill you? Did he tell you in person?" Mo Ling looked at the little girl in front of him, putting himself in her shoes She wouldn't do better than her, but the authorities were confused.

"That's not true, but that doesn't mean that he doesn't have that idea, after all, his status is so high, and my mother and I are just a burden and a stain on him. Ziyu bit her lip, a little masochistic.

"Then how do you explain this space, if you think about it carefully, you can deduce that it was refined by your biological father, and this bamboo house is the evidence, except for your biological father, who will restore it? Who will protect you here in the name of house arrest?" Mo Ling's series of analyses left Ziyu speechless.

"And, do you really think you're the ringwraith of this space?" Ink Zero threw the last bombshell.

Ziyu raised his head suddenly, and looked at Mo Ling with a pair of big eyes: "What do you say? If I am not a ring spirit, who will be? And I can completely control everything in this space."

Mo Ling shook his head: "No, you're not, I felt it the second time I entered this space, and all the connections in this space are not with you, but with your unconscious mother." ”

"Why, you're talking complete nonsense. Ziyu's little face turned red with anger, thinking that Mo Ling was lying to her.

"I can't be wrong with my feelings, that's why I know that your biological father cares about you, your mother should have been scattered a long time ago, but in order to keep your mother's soul, someone created this space to imprison the soul inside, and let your mother's soul be entangled with this space in the way of a ring spirit, and feed her body with the energy of space, so that her body is not corrupted. Moreover, do you remember the premise of becoming the master of this space? It is to have a divine bloodline, and the divine bloodline can warm your mother's soul, and I, in the last life, was the corpse king of the top bloodline, the soul is immortal, the bloodline is engraved in the soul, and it can naturally be brought into the body. And you, because you were born to your mother, are connected by blood, and your soul fluctuations are very similar, so of course you can use this space. I have to say, that person has done everything he can, step by step, just to create this place to protect you, I really can't think of anyone else besides your biological father. ”

Mo Ling analyzed all the situations he saw and thought of to the little girl in front of him, and he also took pity on her life experience.

"Maybe I misunderstood him, but as a man, I don't even have a responsibility for my wife and children, I can never forgive him, I will definitely find him and ask him face to face. Although Mo Ling's words made her hatred for that man shake a little, but at present, all this is a prevarication, and it is still up to the person concerned to tell what the situation is.

"Well, I'm not here to be a lobbyist. Mo Ling changed his comfortable posture and stretched out his white and delicate lotus root arm: "Where are the pears? I've been waiting for a long time." ”

"Alas, right behind you without knowing it. Ziyu also seemed to adjust, sighing like a little adult, making a look of unteachable.

Mo Ling glanced behind him, but there was nothing but a bamboo back door.

He stood up, walked to the door, pushed it open, and a sweet smell blew in the breeze.

It is actually an orchard, and in the backyard of this bamboo house, there are many fruit trees planted, and the ratio of apples, lychees, and ginseng fruits is visible, and there are many of them.

"If we don't have any money in the future, we can sell fruit. Mo Ling made a rare joke.

"Cut, this is not insightful. Ziyu held his head high, looking very proud.

"Is there anything else I don't know?" Mo Ling followed her words and picked a pear from the pear tree on the side, this space is not as polluted as the outside world, and the fruits cultivated are also all natural and pollution-free, the freshly picked fruits can be stuffed directly into the mouth without washing, Mo Ling took a bite, and it was really sweet and delicious.

"This fruit of mine is poured out by spiritual power, how can it be compared to those mortal things. Ziyu looked arrogant.

"Aren't they all full? Mo Ling didn't think so, and threw the leftover kernel into the soil, hoping to recycle it, after all, this space is now his own, and he has to plan it carefully.

"Mo Ling, can I discuss something with you?" Ziyu seemed to remember something, walked over, and looked at Mo Ling with a pitiful face.

"You say. "After all, she doesn't necessarily have to help.

"The space is yours, the orchard is yours, everything in it is yours, but, can you not touch this bamboo house, if it is really my mother lived before, I hope she can still see it when she wakes up.