Chapter 3: The Body of the Demon God
Mo Youran opened his eyes naturally, as if he had woken up from sleep, refreshed.
Reborn? Isn't it! Mo Youran looked around, this is ...... Xiangyun Pavilion, his room!
Is this saved?!
Suddenly, Mo Youran's hand was pulled up and put on his face, and his voice trembled with joy with concern: "Youran, you're finally awake!
Mo Youran looked at it in a daze, a familiar face so close in front of him was full of haggardness, and there was a hint of paleness, and the wet red eyes were undisguised with joy, it was a mother!
Mother?Mo Youran closed her eyes in disbelief and shook her head.
Usually, his mother can't say a word to him for a day, even if she meets, she just doesn't see it.
In order to make his mother care about him, Mo Youran deliberately knocked on the ground and asked his mother to come over to help with treatment. At that time, his mother still didn't say a word, and she just glanced at him lightly during the whole treatment process.
And in front of him, so gentle, because his eyes were full of joy when he woke up, it was his mother......
Mo Youran's left hand was pinched from the quilt on his waist, it hurt! It's true!
Lin Qing looked at Mo Youran's face and suddenly twitched, thinking that something was wrong, he reached out and brushed the place where he had just twitched, and was nervous: "What's wrong with you, Youran, where is it uncomfortable?"
"Mother...... Mother, I'm fine, but I accidentally pressed my hand just now. ”
Mo Youran lowered his eyes after saying with a weak heart, he couldn't say that he thought he was dreaming and pinched himself!
When Lin Qing heard this, he hurriedly let go of Mo Youran's hand he was holding, "Youran, I'm sorry, I hurt you." ”
"No, Mother, it's my own ....... ”
Seeing that his mother was so cautious, Mo Youran hurriedly spoke.
"Mother, I'm hungry. ”
"Okay, my mother personally makes your favorite stir-fried asparagus and winter melon black chicken soup for you. ”
Lin Qing glanced at Mo Youran with loving eyes, reached out and carefully covered the quilt before hurriedly getting up and going out.
His mother even knew that his favorite food was stir-fried asparagus and winter melon and black chicken soup, and she even had to cook it for him herself! From a very young age, his parents did not eat with him.
Mo Youran was a little skeptical about whether this was his mother or not, he wasn't dreaming! But did his mother's attitude towards him really change? Just because he jumped into the lake, his mother changed when she was frightened?......
Mo Youran couldn't think of an answer that satisfied him, so he shook his head and threw his thoughts out of his head.
However, wasn't this feeling what he had been expecting before? Mo Youran unconsciously curled the corners of his mouth.
After two knocks, the door was pushed open.
Mo Youran looked at the door, it was his father. However, it is not the father who has a serious face and is not surprised. Rather, it was a father who walked anxiously and looked excited.
"Youran!"
Mo Tianyi walked to the bed and stared at Mo Youran's face.
Seeing that his scalp was numb, his smile was stiff on his face, and he said, "Father." ”
Mo Tianyi's tense spirit relaxed, and seeing that his son's spirit was not bad, Mo Tianyi's face softened.
"When I wake up, I have to practice hard from now on. ”
Practice?Mo Youran was stunned, his eyes widened, and he was surprised: "Father, what you said is that I can ......."
"Yes! You feel your mind. ”
Mo Youran closed his eyes and felt the consciousness of his brain. In a place that was particularly confused before, now it is extraordinarily clear, and there is a very majestic force that leads him to feel a lot of things in the outside world.
Mo Youran opened his eyes, and his eyes couldn't contain joy.
"Father, I really can!
"Well, when you are in good health, you can go to the clan education office to take classes. ”
Mo Tianyi's eyes were a little complicated, and he calmed down: "I still have something to do, so I'll leave first, and I'll come to see you in the evening." ”
"Goodbye, father!"
Great, I can also cultivate, and I don't have to be a waste wood boy like before.
Recalling his father and mother just now, Mo Youran's heart is very warm, this is what it feels like to be at home!
It's good to be reborn!