Mo's mother seems to be sad and sad, and there is a little resentment, this son seems to be cold and cold-faced by nature, good to himself and his father, but he will always look like his father and mother have been dead for three years.

But partially, she is such a son, she is the support of her life, except for being born indifferent, she is very long-faced, and as a mother, she doesn't care much.

After three or two words of greeting, Mo Mu went straight to the point: "Daughter of Xuantian, has there been any progress?" Is there something wrong? Why did you suddenly go back to Shangxuan? ”

Mo Ziqing replied vaguely: "The matter of the Xuannu already has eyebrows, and when I return to the Xuan, there is a matter of importance, and I want to ask my father." ”

Speaking of Mo Ziqing's father, Mo Mu seemed to be resentful: "Where does your father have time to see you?" Recently, I took in a beautiful concubine, and I don't know how much I have lived......"

Balabala, endless whining.

The henchman behind Mo Mu looked like he wanted to stop, but Mo Ziqing swept over, and the henchman immediately looked at his nose and nose, and stood aside as a stake.

From Mo Mu's complaints, Mo Ziqing quickly came to a conclusion.

His own city lord father, it seems that it is difficult to further cultivate over the years, I don't know where to get the method, it is said that if he cultivates with a highly talented woman, it is very likely to break through.

In the past few years, I don't know how many ways I have thought of it, and I have found many highly talented women to take them as concubines, wanting to break through.

But except for a few more children, it has no effect at all.

Although Mo's mother knows that her position is as stable as Mount Tai, none of those concubines can compare to herself, and even the qualifications of the children she gave birth to are mediocre.

But I still feel a little depressed in my heart.

When he saw his own son at this moment, he naturally poured out all his brains.

Mo Ziqing was anxious to listen to these trivial things, and was about to speak, when he saw a paper crane breaking through the prohibition of the forbidden land and flying straight in front of him.

He spoke: "Qing'er, come to the study quickly." "It was Father Mo's voice.

Mo's mother's complaint stopped abruptly, and naturally she didn't dare to stop her son from seeing Lao Tzu, so she could only watch her son leave without looking back.

In the study, Mo Yang, the city lord of Qianmo City, held a book in his hand, a small jade carving pot in front of him, and a green wine, which was rich in mystery and fragrant.

The look is lazy and half leaning on the couch, the eyebrows are picturesque, the complexion is handsome, he has been in a high position for many years, and he has a high arrogance.

Seeing his favorite and most trusted son come in, a trace of satisfaction flashed in his eyes, but his face was not half visible.

He only raised his hand slightly, motioned for Mo Ziqing to sit down, picked up the wine glass and took a sip: "Is there an eyebrow for the matter of the Xuannu?" ”

Mo Ziqing's expression was cold, he reached out and poured himself a glass of wine, and replied lightly: "There are already eyebrows." ”

Mo Yang didn't ask any more, and only reminded him: "Now that the cities of Shangxuan are about to move, you have to step up." ”

Mo Ziqing nodded yes.

Mo Yang drank all the sake in his hand before asking, "You returned to Shangxuan today, is there anything wrong?" ”

Mo Ziqing was silent for a moment, but still mentioned the artifact that Fence Wan said.

Mo Yang's originally lazy expression suddenly became solemn.

Fingers tapped on the table for a moment before he said slowly: "Not long ago, there was a major incident in Shangxuan, it is said that an artifact came to the world, causing a group of people to snatch it. At that time, I heard that it was a woman surnamed Luo who was one of the forces of the eight islands who grabbed this thing, but was besieged by others, and the woman was fierce, and she would rather die than pay, I don't know what method was used, and finally the person who tracked the woman died with her, and the artifact disappeared from then on, and no one ever saw it again. ”