Qiyu Castle Lord, the second son is back!

In the main hall, when Nangong Han was accompanying Mo Ye and the others to lunch, a disciple entered the hall to preach.

Nangong Han thought about how that kid could come back so quickly, but he still said with a normal expression: Well, let him come to see me!

Yes, Castle Master! The disciple respectfully agreed, and then quickly retreated.

Nangong Han smiled at Mo Ye and the three people who stopped their chopsticks: It's okay, it's okay, it's my second son who is back, you're welcome, eat more, eat more!

What kind of person is this Nangong Zhuang, Mo Ye and the three of them have all heard of it, for such a well-known character in the rivers and lakes, Mo Ye smiled faintly at the corner of his mouth, he also has a few relationships with Nangong Zhuang, and sometimes the rumors may not be fully believed. And Mo Jun's face was full of meaninglessness, so Mo Lan had a little contempt in his heart, thinking that such a stubborn person would definitely not be a character.

Nangong Zhuang walked in with Mo Xuan leisurely, every person in the fort bowed down and called the second son when he saw Nangong Zhuang, this outside really can't be compared with the family, in his own territory, this Nangong Zhuang is really quite majestic!

Brother Nangong, if you bring me back, will your father be unhappy? Although Mo Xuan asked so many questions, there was no embarrassment between his words.

Nangong Zhuang turned his head and said with a smile: Xiao Bao'er, don't worry, my father, I have a very good relationship with his father, I said that you are the life-saving benefactor of Embers, if he entrusts me to take care of you, my father may be able to kiss you and his son, besides, you also saved his son and my life, he warned me all day long to understand Entubao, then now I listen to his words and bring you back, he shouldn't be happier!

That's what I said!

Mo Xuan nodded as she walked.

Suddenly, Nangong Zhuang came to her side again, and said in that low demagogic voice: "Xiao Bao'er, I still like you to call me a beautiful brother!"

Mo Xuan immediately jumped two steps away, glared at him and said, "I don't want to be thrown out by your father!"

If Nangong Han heard her call his son a beautiful brother, Mo Xuan dared to say that the castle lord would definitely kick his nose in the face angrily, in order for herself to go to the Tianji faction, she felt that she was better at peace.

Nangong Zhuang said with a pity on his face: This is also true, my old man is really old-fashioned sometimes, hey, forget it, here, Xiao Bao'er, you can call me Brother Nangong, but out of this Nangong Fort, you have to call it back again, do you know?

If he didn't know, maybe this guy would spill on the spot, Mo Xuan naturally nodded obediently.

After a while, the two finally walked into the main hall.

Mo Xuan followed Nangong Zhuang into the house, and as soon as he entered the house, he saw the four people who were eating, and he couldn't help but look at it.

The person sitting in the right position, forty or fifty years old, has a decent attitude, has a good momentum, and looks vaguely the shadow of Nangong Zhuang, thinking that this is Nangong Han, the castle master of Nangong Fort.

As for the other three, although the woman is very beautiful, but there is a lot of disdain in her eyes, at first glance, Mo Xuan doesn't like this woman very much, as if she is amazing, and the man sitting on her right has a gentle attitude, with a faint smile on his face, he looks like a gentle and humble gentleman, but he always has the illusion of not smiling at Mo Xuan, and Mo Xuan doesn't like it very much.

The last one, that is, the man sitting between Nangong Han and the arrogant girl, Mo Xuan couldn't help but flash his eyes at this look.

This guy looks really good!

Compared with his own brothers, he is not inferior.

It's good-looking, but Mo Xuan is not going to be a nymphomaniac for him, but he just thinks that this guy is undoubtedly provoking Nangong Zhuang when he appears in front of Nangong Zhuang, and this Nangong Zhuang must not be very comfortable at this time.

Just as Mo Xuan thought, as soon as he saw Mo Xie, Nangong Zhuang felt uncomfortable.

How did this guy come here, it's just that he looks good, his martial arts are stronger than him, the more he looks at it, the more unpleasant it becomes, but the most hated thing about Nangong Zhuang is that this guy will always look like nothing in the world is difficult for him!

Father! Nangong Zhuang shouted faintly at Nangong Han.

Nangong Han snorted lightly, he wanted to ask about Ruoshui Palace's recruitment, but thinking that there were Mo Ye and a few people there, he couldn't be too casual, so he still felt that it would be better to ask him alone.

Just as everyone was looking at Nangong Zhuang, Mo Xuan also stepped forward and said to Nangong Han obediently: The juniors have seen the Nangong seniors!

After this sound, everyone's eyes fell on Mo Xuan's body.

It's just a good-looking little white face, and Mo Lan and the others don't care very much.

After Mo Xie glanced at it, he didn't have any extra expression, but suddenly he also seemed to feel a hint of familiarity, and he couldn't help but raise his eyes to take a look at it, but no matter how he thought about it, he didn't remember that he had ever known such a young man.