"I'm more timid about my hometown, and I don't dare to ask anyone!"

When Liu Moyan finally saw the ice and snow fortress built in the snow, as well as the white figures patrolling back and forth on the wall, Fang Cai's brisk footsteps couldn't help but pause, and his body became heavier than ever.

"What people!"

With a cold drink, the sound of sharp arrows breaking through the air came, and in front of Liu Moyan's boots, a trembling feather arrow penetrated deep into the ice, which was a warning and interrogation.

Thinking of his own intention, the trance in his eyes was replaced by a burst of determination, Liu Moyan took out a small white jade token from his arms, squatted down, picked up the feather arrow on the ground, the tassel of the token was bolted to the tail of the arrow shaft, with the arm as *, with the finger as the string, a sharp sound that cut through the space with a whoosh, much faster than the sharp posture of the arrow, the feather arrow was just right, nailed in the direction of the city wall where the arrow rain hit, and with a bang, it went into the ice for three points, making the archer take a step back in fright.

Liu Moyan stood up straight, gathered his voice into a bundle, far away, turned his magnetic voice into a beam of moving fluctuations, and transmitted it to the opposite side: "Xingluo Sect Liu Moyan Islam, see the sect leader!" “

"Liu Moyan?"

"It's the name of the young master!"

There was chaos above the wall: "Quick, quickly notify the Left Protector!" “

"Mo Yan see master!"

Liu Moyan lowered his head, his hands were propped up on the ground, and there were three bangs, even when he faced Duan Muheng's emperor and Liu Hengshan's biological father, he had never been so respectful, although he was a little older, thirty and nearly forty, he could still glimpse the handsome and fearless face of the man when he was young from the slightly frost-colored facial features, and condensed a face: "Don't dare to be!" “

"The disciple is not filial, please punish the master!"

Only this person on the seat deserves to be treated like this, and Liu Moyan is really shameless.

"Heh......"

After a long time, when the icy aura overflowing from the head of the person was about to make everyone unable to help but retreat, Zuo Shilu finally moved his sleeves that seemed to be stiffened on the big seat, and sneered: "Punishment? Whom to chastise? Once gone, there is no news, and I still think that I will never see my good apprentice again in this life! “

The taste of ridicule is not disguised, how could he not know where Liu Moyan is and what is going on? It's just that at the bottom of my heart, the depression is hard to dispel.

"The disciple is not filial!"

Liu Moyan pursed his lips, he didn't defend, he didn't forget what happened and what he said when he insisted on leaving the Star Luo Sect, at that time, the still immature young man, regardless of the obstruction of his uncle who treated him like a father and son, insisted on looking for his biological father, insisted on going to which quagmire, and even when the other party strongly blocked him, he was ruthless, cold, and swore an oath that he would go out of the Star Luo Sect today, unless the water of Tianchi flows backwards, otherwise, he will definitely not return!

The things of the past are two lives and two lives, but the original is still vivid.

With a snap, the ice chips around Liu Moyan flew, and a strong energy flew from the bottom of the man's sleeve, and the splashed ice chips swirled, like the sharpest weapon, drawing a thin cut on Liu Moyan's pale face that was cold by ice and snow, and the next moment, on Liu Moyan's cheeks, there was a touch of bright blood, bright red blood, along the perfect cheek, sliding down the beautiful chin, and with a click, a drop of blood fell on the ice, embellishing a little brilliant color for this frost, snow and cold day.

Then, the small opening, as if it could not bear the weight of blood, in the cold air, as if out of thin air there was a tearing sound, the skin turned to both sides, the surging blood rushed to overflow, in the blink of an eye, the flawless beauty who had just returned to the white jade, half of the body became a blood person, and in this drop of water into ice, the warm blood, just a short period of work, soaked half of the body of the cold through, from the bone marrow unbearable.

Liu Moyan's body shook slightly, even a person like him, who has extremely strong internal strength, can't withstand the injury and illness before he recovers, and when he trekked in the ice and snow for three days and nights, he can still withstand the heavy blow of Zuo Shiyuan.

"Why don't you hide!"

On top of the open wound on his face, a hand that had been soaked in the bone marrow was placed, Liu Moyan raised his head with difficulty, looked at the person who still maintained his cold color with some apologies, and muttered: "Uncle......"

"Someone!"

Zuo Shicheng grabbed Liu Moyan who had fainted with one hand, and shouted loudly, under his extremely calm face, there was anxiety and worry that could not be hidden.

Liu Moyan was a little conscious, and when he was half-asleep, he felt the warmth he had not felt for a long time, and he couldn't help but move his hands slightly, and pulled the thick white long blanket on his body.

The pale face was stained with a hint of blush because of the warm breath in the room and the steaming stove placed next to the couch, and he muttered in a daze, and then hid his whole head in the thick blanket, curling and rolling, rolling, and rolling himself into a thick cocoon in just a moment's work, and he looked extremely cute.

Zuo Shicheng stood a few steps away, taking in Liu Moyan's appearance at this time, there was still a little anger left, because of the other party's childish behavior, because of the same small movements on the sister who had grown up with him, his whole person's breath was warmed a little, but there was no trace of a smile on his face, and in that eye, it was clear that it was only soft for Liu Moyan, his steps were silent, he moved forward, stretched out his hand, and wanted to save the child's head from the blanket.

Liu Moyan's sense of breath was extremely sensitive, and he came to his senses almost the moment Zuo Shiyan's fingers touched the long white hair on the blanket.

"Uncle ......"

A soft shout, muffled, as if suppressing something.

Zuo Shilu quietly withdrew his hand, stood in front of the couch with great oppression, looked down at Liu Moyan, and sneered: "Why don't you call the master at this time?" “

"I know that my uncle is the most reluctant to punish him!"

Liu Moyan was coquettish, and then at the moment he realized what he had done, his face turned red, and he almost wanted to bury his head in the couch again, counting the time from his previous life to death, he and the master and uncle in front of him had not seen each other for more than ten years, thinking that he was strange, thinking that he had forgotten, it turned out that he really missed this only relative who really put it in his heart.

"Yes, I am reluctant to punish you, so the oath you made, I still remember it for you, but I didn't throw you in to be sober!"

The memories of getting along with each other for countless years flowed between the two people almost instantly, Liu Moyan suddenly regretted a little, regretting that he had resolutely left this loved one of his relatives in order to impress Liu Hengshan, for those meaningless people, until death, he never stepped into the Western Regions Snow Mountain again, and now, when he really mustered up the courage to step in, in order to renew his family affection.

"How long will you stay when you come back this time?"

Zuo Shishen asked in a deep voice, without the slightest emotion, as if it was just a routine, only Liu Moyan knew the compromise and longing, how long to stay, not to leave.

Feeling more and more guilty and self-contemptible, Liu Moyan suppressed the warmth between his eyebrows, silently lifted the warm blanket on his body, only wore a thin white nightgown, and knelt in front of Zuo Shicheng again: "Mo Yan came back this time, and he had something to ask for......"

Fang Fang's breath that had only warmed up slightly in the room, instantly a burst of coldness, awe-inspiring coldness, wrapped all the skin, and a strong oppressive force struck, and instantly there was a feeling of suffocation, Liu Moyan gritted his teeth: "Please uncle give me the magic medicine in the sect!" “

"Miracle medicine?"

Zuo Shicheng hesitated a little: "Star Luo Soul Returning Pill? “

"Not bad!"

Liu Moyan let it go.

Zuo Shilu frowned, his hands were clasped together in the wide purple sleeves, and his thin lips were lightly opened: "That is a magic medicine that can live the flesh and bones of the dead, how many years of hard work in the sect, so far, countless manpower and material resources have been consumed, and only three have been refined, even if this seat wants to use it, and the three elders of the sect must agree, what do you want to do?" “

"Help!"

"Save whom?"

Glancing at Liu Moyan's body, although he was seriously injured, he could just recuperate well, and he didn't have to use the Star Luo Soul Returning Pill, however, Zuo Shiyan was a little hesitant, if he used it, Liu Moyan's injury would not leave any sequelae, and it was not impossible to deal with the three old stubborns.

Liu Moyan heard a little loosening in Zuo Shi's words, he knew that his uncle loved him, at this time, he should say something, it's just that this is the only relative he cares about, and Liu Hengshan is not the same weight at all, he doesn't want to deceive him, and he wants the other party to know that he is in love with the person, he wants to get a blessing, and he wants to take that person's hand openly and come to see him.

"Save a Pregnant Woman......"

The ghost sent the gods, Liu Moyan said this sentence, Zuo Shiyi was slightly stunned, and then couldn't help but show a soft color on his cold face: "Is it the person you like?" “

Thinking that he was going to be an uncle, Zuo Shilu's handsome face softened a little more.

"No, the person I like is that woman......"

Liu Moyan felt that his mouth was astringent, and he really hated Yang Tongzhen very much: "The person I like is the father of the child in the womb!" “

"The father of the child in the womb ......"

Zuo Shiluo subconsciously looked at his nephew's flat abdomen, and then he suddenly reacted.

"Presumptuous!"

The burning red copper furnace was suddenly knocked down by the purple wide sleeve hem, and sparks jumped in mid-air, illuminating Zuo Shilu's gloomy face as if he was a lover: "You will repeat what Fang Cai said!" “

"The man Yan'er likes will only have that one heir in the future, so Yan'er asks his uncle to give Xingluo Soul Returning Pill!"

Liu Moyan finally raised his head, and on his handsome and graceful face, there was an awe-inspiring decision, word by word, and every sentence was sonorous.