Chapter 209

The sky was bright, and Ziyue got up.

The morning light was faint and the air was slightly cool, but Ziyue didn't have time or mind to appreciate it. After a simple wash, the small kitchen was lit up by a mist of water and a gentle sound of spatulas colliding.

Small dishes were placed on the table, spicy red skin, Gaoyou duck eggs, pickled vegetables, all of which were the most ordinary meals, the white steamed buns in the steaming drawer were fluffy and soft, and the white porridge in the cauldron was sticky and fragrant, Ziyue wiped the water stains on her hands and walked out of the kitchen.

The tiger roared in the courtyard, it was Mo Wenjun in the morning exercise, his posture was slender, his body was vigorous, his fist and foot were solid and powerful, Ziyue raised his eyes and glanced at it, but it was only a glance, and he turned around and walked into another bedroom.

"Ask your heart, get up." The girl on the bed looked no more than twenty-eight years old, curled up on the bed, pouting with her thumb in her mouth, sleeping like a child, looking at it makes people's hearts soften.

"Well......" Hearing the familiar voice, Mo Wenxin arched, and let out a tricky sigh, and he had to plunge into Ziyue's arms, "Sister-in-law, let me sleep for a while, just for a while." ”

"No, didn't your teacher say that he was going to teach you the next stage of the exercises today? You've fallen behind in a lot of schoolwork and can't afford to be late anymore. Ziyue patted Mo Wenxin's back and coaxed him like a child, "Get up obediently, sister-in-law will make you your favorite purple jade cake, okay?" ”

"I'm going to be sweeter!" Xiao Yezi back then, now Mo Wenxin finally opened his eyes, rubbing his eyes with the back of his hand, no matter how he looks at it, he is still a child.

"Okay, sweeter, can I put a little more honey in it? Can the little lazy bug get out of bed? Ziyue's heart was about to melt, and her voice softened a little.

"Sister-in-law, you are the best, if I have a little nephew and little niece in the future, then I must be jealous of them." Mo Wenxin laughed "hee-hee".

"What nonsense? Hurry up and wash up and come out to eat. Ziyue pinched Mo Wenxin's little face affectionately before getting up to leave.

The white porridge steamed buns were served on the table, and Mo Wenjun also washed off the smell of sweat and sat on the table. When he first saw this table, he thought that the morning food had been buried deep in his memory for a long time, but now he has accepted it calmly. Although the immortal does not need to eat, but this is a habit he has developed since the beginning of his life, it is not a simple one that can be brought without need, when there is no condition, he will not commit this hypocrisy, but when such conditions are placed in front of him again, he also can't resist the desire from the depths of the bone marrow.

"Do you have a conscience?" Mo Wenjun raised his eyes and looked at Mo Wenxin's room.

"Get up, today Sister Ziyan is going to teach the next stage of the exercises, and she can't be late." Ziyue raised her eyes and gave him a bowl of white porridge.

"Thanks to you, otherwise I really don't know what to do with my conscience." Mo Wenjun took the bowl and drank with a sigh.

Ziyue smiled and didn't answer.

Ziyue is actually only four years older than Mo Wenxin, although after passing the Washing Immortal Pool, one looks like twenty-one and looks like twelve, but before the ascension, they are actually twelve years old, but it looks like Mo Wenxin is simply like her daughter, not on a horizontal line at all. In fact, the time for Mo Wenxin's ascension is not short, it has been almost nine years, and when Ziyue has been ascending for nine years, he has been buried in the top secret agent in the Doji Star without a fixed pass, and he has made countless meritorious contributions, and his cultivation has also reached the eighth rank of the Golden Immortal, but Mo Wenxin is still at the level of the fourth or fifth rank of the Heavenly Immortal. They are all relying on the level of the pure heart to close their eyes to pass the level of washing the immortal pool, even if Mo Wenxin's talent is not as good as Ziyue, it is not so much worse, her cultivation is so backward, Mo Wenjun has to bear a lot of responsibility.

It's just that the master is a purple smoke fairy, the problem is that there is also a brother in his previous life who is a military marshal of Wudingguan, which fully shows what it means to crush people in the background, and what it means to walk sideways, and no one dares to provoke it. But the Purple Smoke Fairy and Mo Wenjun have been busier than the other in those years, and they don't have time to take care of her, and probably because they were too impressed by Mo Wenxin's delicate body before, they knew that this was not good, but they were still used to her, and they were reluctant to let her suffer a little, if Yang Chan was still in the fairy world, she would definitely be better than Yang Jian compared to her sister Mo Wenjun. Senior brothers are not available, and they can't make friends they can talk to, let alone good friends, and they can't talk about good friends, and it's already lucky that Mo Wen's heart is not crooked, and he is lazy and has no intention of cultivating, and what is it to be an Internet addict girl in flying dreams all day long?

Until a year ago, Zi Yue left a big gift before leaving, and directly blew the Doji into an empty shell. The pressure of the unsettled pass suddenly disappeared, and Mo Wenjun relaxed, and finally had time to take care of his sister, who had been decadent for many years.

But although Mo Wenxin knew that Mo Wenjun was her own brother, but for her, it was a past life that she couldn't remember at all, so naturally she couldn't get intimate, Mo Wenjun felt guilty and didn't know how to get close and couldn't discipline her, educating her sister was simply a waste of firewood, but Mo Wenxin had a good relationship with Ziyue, so this burden was transferred to her.

"I'll send her to Chu Yuantian later, and go to Sichongtian by the way, is there anything you want me to bring?" Ziyue filled another bowl of porridge, put white sugar and mixed well, which was prepared for Mo Wenxin.

"Tell them that the more things come to an end, the more calm they must be, and they must not be impatient." Now that the Doji is gone, the significance of the unfixed guard deterrence is greater than the actual significance, the original 10 billion garrisons have gone eight or nine times out of ten, and the Mowen army has also been a lot more leisurely, "I'm going to go to the free sky, there seems to be some news in Xiaoyao, maybe I won't be able to come back in the next two days." ”

Comfortable God, Floating Flower Palace, I haven't been back for a long time.

Zi Yue was distracted, and then thought of the name of the person Mo Wenjun had just mentioned, and immediately smiled, dispelling the idea of going to Zi Zitian.

Mo Wenxin rolled out of the room in a hurry, sat on the edge of the dining table, took the chopsticks, and began to sigh and snort into his mouth.

"Eat slowly, girls should eat a little more." Ziyue touched Mo Wenxin's hair, helpless.

"Woohoo." Mo Wenxin looked up and gave her a big smile, and finally restrained a little.

This is the difference between Ziyue and Mo Wenxin, Ziyue was born in one of the top families in the spirit world, and she was an only daughter, she was low-key at the time, otherwise if she was willing to go out, the background was so deep that Mo Wenxin and Yang Chan had to tie Zhang Daoren together. Her parents are both top practitioners, and the etiquette education she received since she was a child is the top, so she naturally developed a good etiquette upbringing. Mo Wenxin is therefore, although he was raised by the medicinal spirit wood, but it is natural and simple, lively and innocent, and etiquette or something, don't expect a group of spirits who have little knowledge of themselves to have many levels.