Heaven Dou Imperial City, an imperial capital full of Western style.

Mo Fan came here without hiding it, and directly posted as the Holy Son of the Martial Spirit Hall to visit Tiandou Prince Xue Qinghe.

On this trip, the lineup led by Mo Fan was not ordinarily strong, with Ju Douluo in charge, plus ten Soul Douluo, and dozens of Soul Saints.

The Holy Son's travels are all Soul Saint cultivators above, and there is not even a member of the Soul Emperor team, which is not a big specification.

However, this also shows Bibi Dong's importance to Mo Fan. This really treats him as his own son.

The road to the imperial city was very boring, so Mo Fan had a gossip with Ju Douluo on the side.

"Your Majesty Ju Douluo, should I call you Uncle Yue or Aunt Yue?" Mo Fan looked at Ju Douluo with a smile, and teased without being shy at all.

"Giggles! Xiao Fanfan, you are really getting more and more unbehaved, and when you were a child, you still screamed at your uncle for a month. ”

Ju Douluo didn't care about Mo Fan's ridicule at all, but covered his mouth and smiled.

Hearing him say this, Mo Fan's forehead was suddenly covered with black lines, and he muttered softly: "I'm in my sixties, and you still want me to call me uncle." ”

"Huh?" Yueguan, who was still laughing non-stop, heard Mo Fan's muttering, and immediately glanced at him.

Mo Fan shut up instantly and turned his head out of the window.

I didn't say anything, you didn't hear anything, I didn't know anything......

"Humph! Looks like you've been given less love lately, right? So jumpy? ”

Ju Douluo didn't care if Mo Fan wanted to or not, he pulled his cheeks with both hands and slammed his head towards him.

"Ahh Pain, pain, pain! Uncle Yue spares his life! ”

Mo Fan, who was pinched in the face, couldn't help but let out a pig cry and kept asking for mercy.

Hearing Mo Fan begging for mercy, Yueguan didn't bother to mess with him, and after letting go, he rubbed his fingers unsatisfied.

"Hey, I didn't have a lot of tenderness when I was a child."

What else can Mo Fan say about his pity, he can only silently rub his red and swollen cheeks, stealing joy for his growth.

"Little Fanfan, do you know the relationship between Miss Qianyue and the Pope?" Ju Douluo looked at his hand and asked casually.

Although Ju Douluo asked casually, Mo Fan's face gradually became serious.

"I know, the feud between their mother and daughter is already known to everyone in the Wuhun Palace." Mo Fan replied seriously.

"Then what do you think of the attitude of the young lady, how will she treat you, the Holy Son, who is treated like a son by the Pope?"

When asked this question, Mo Fan was silent.

Seeing that he was silent, Ju Douluo thought that he hadn't made preparations in this regard, "You can't have made preparations in this regard, right?" ”

In this regard, Ju Douluo was still a little surprised.

After all, Mo Fan showed calmness and wisdom beyond his years when he was a child, and he could never have imagined that Mo Fan would not be prepared for this.

Mo Fan shook his head in his surprised eyes, "I thought about it before, but I abandoned it all because it was unnecessary." ”

"Let's talk about it." Yueguan squinted at this time, staring at the little boy in front of him seriously.

Mo Fan looked at the scenery outside the window, and said like a dream: "After all, they are mother and daughter." ”

After getting Mo Fan's answer, Ju Douluo only sighed deeply, yes, after all, it is a mother and daughter.

Wuhun City is far from Heaven Dou Imperial City, it is not close to say that it is not close, and it is not far away.

Mo Fan and his party set off in the morning and arrived at the imperial city, it was already dark.

Ju Douluo directly ordered to find a hotel to stay in first, and then visit tomorrow.

Mo Fan didn't have any opinions, and after choosing the hotel, he went to bed early.

The next day, the prince's mansion in Xueqinghe.

Mo Fan and Xue Qinghe sat opposite each other in the study, both of them drinking tea quietly and not speaking first.

Although it was a little strange for a half-grown boy and a child to drink tea like this, there was a strange harmony between the two of them.

Ju Douluo had already arranged all the people he brought, and there could be no eavesdropping nearby.

With Yueguan in charge, even if Title Douluo comes, it is impossible to eavesdrop.

So Mo Fan didn't want to continue grinding with her, so he directly put down the teacup and took the lead in speaking.

"Sister Xue'er, I can call you that, right?"

"You've called it all, what else is there to do."

Qianyue also put down the teacup, and her appearance gradually changed.

I have to say that Qianrenxue's original appearance is really beautiful, except for the pair of crystal blue eyes, she perfectly inherited Bibi Dong's beauty.

The difference between her and Bibi Dong may only be her mature temperament and the momentum of being in a high position for a long time.

Seeing that Mo Fan was attracted by his beauty, the corners of Qian Lingxue's mouth showed a hint of sarcasm, "What? The Holy Son knows how to appreciate women at such a young age? ”

Stunned by Qian Lingxue, Mo Fan did not panic at all, but responded with a smile easily.

"Yes, after all, you and Aunt Dong are so similar, and before you know it, you will be distracted."

However, when Qian Lingxue heard "Aunt Dong", her face instantly turned cold, and she said in a cold tone: "I'd rather not be like that poisonous woman!" ”

Seeing Qian Lingxue's resentful appearance, Mo Fan sighed faintly in his heart.

"You're mother and daughter after all, aren't you? Even if you don't want to admit it, it's still a fact, and you can't get rid of it. ”

"You know what!" Hearing Mo Fan's persuasion, Qian Lingxue not only did not calm her resentment, but became even more angry.

The aura skyrocketed, and the momentum of the Soul Sect suppressed Mo Fan to death.

Mo Fan gritted his teeth and stiffened, staring at her eyes without the slightest hint of ignorance.

"Humph!" Qianrenxue's coercion didn't last long, and it quickly subsided.

Mo Fan was also able to catch his breath, holding on to the chair and gasping for breath.

"You don't understand anything, as a mother, she dislikes me as a daughter." Qianyue turned her head away.

"Even my birth was disgusted by her. And I didn't do anything, why should she! ”

was so angry in her heart that she directly smashed the handrail on one side.

"Over the years, I have tried to do everything well, and even disguised myself as the Prince of Heaven Dou for her, but has she ever cared about me?"

didn't give Mo Fan a chance to answer, she shouted directly in a roar: "No! ”

"She didn't say anything, she just ignored me! Do you think I can still think of her as a mother? ”

Qian Lingxue turned her head, her bloodshot eyes stared at Mo Fan, tears had accumulated in her eyes.

When Mo Fan saw her aggrieved appearance, his chest was like a boulder suppressed, and he was a little breathless.

"Actually...... Aunt Dong still misses you very much, it's just her personality...... As the Pope, she has to be tough. ”

"Miss me? Scold! No kidding. Hearing his words, Qian Lingxue replied angrily.

"Even the personality is the same."

Mo Fan couldn't help but sigh when he saw the look she didn't want to admit.

"What kind of emotion do you little kid make?"

Qian Lingxue was laughed at by Mo Fan's mature little appearance, and couldn't help but quip.

"Laugh, it's good to laugh. Anyway, you're not the first to feel like I'm old. ”

Mo Fan raised his eyebrows and shrugged, looking indifferent.

"Alright, don't try to unravel me and her, tell me what you're doing."

Maybe she laughed enough, and Qianyue finally got to the point.

"Grandpa Qian, let me teach you something." Seeing that she was in a calm mood, Mo Fan no longer played sloppy.

"Just you? What can a little kid teach me? ”

Qian Lingxue couldn't help but feel funny when she saw him Xiaodouding, and actually said that she wanted to teach her.

Mo Fan had expected her contempt, and after the old god took a sip of tea comfortably, he said confidently: "Why don't we compare?" The kind that doesn't use the soul ring. ”

"Okay, then let's go to the martial arts arena."

Seeing his confident appearance, Qian Lingxue was also a little curious, why did he have the confidence to defeat her.

Soon, the two of them took a sword from the sidelines and stood still in the middle of the field.

Ju Douluo had already asked people to wrap up the venue, and none of the subordinates in the prince's mansion could come over.

"Just let me see how many catties you have!"

As soon as the words fell, Qian Lingxue stabbed straight towards Mo Fan.

Mo Fan saw her stabbing at an extremely fast speed, and he didn't panic, and went straight to meet her.

But compared to Qianrenxue's unpretentiousness, his sword moves are fancy.

However, this is not just a simple bells and whistles, when Qian Renxue faced the sword he counterattacked, he suddenly saw several swords attacking him.

Hurriedly turned from attack to defense, and held the long sword across his chest.

"Bell!"

The crisp sound of gold and iron sounded, and Qian Ling Xue was forced to take a few steps back.

Mo Fan's offensive continued unabated, the blue light was surging, and the sword flowers were dotted, just like falling Ying, scattering in all directions.

In the face of Mo Fan's attack, Qian Ling Xue suddenly felt a rain of brilliant petals floating in front of her, but it was actually an all-round sword rain.

After experiencing a period of shaking her mind, Qian Renxue was horrified in her heart, and directly released her second soul skill, "Wings of Nothingness".

After releasing the skill, she directly entered the state of nothingness, and Mo Fan's sword light also pierced the ground through her body, and the dust stirred in an instant.

Qian Lingxue, who jumped away from the place, looked at the place where the smoke and dust were everywhere, and the smoke and dust were gone, and there were potholes everywhere, and there was no good land.

"This!" Seeing that Mo Fan's sword was so powerful, Qian Lingxue couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

He's just a one-ring soul master!

Seeing Qian Lingxue's surprised appearance, Mo Fan smiled indifferently: "How is it?" Am I qualified to teach you? ”

Qianyue nodded sluggishly.

"Do you want to learn that trick?"

Qianyue nodded excitedly, her eyes showing a longing light.

Mo Fan saw that she actually had the side of a little girl, and showed a smile that he shouldn't have at his age.