Mo sent Fang Ze away, turned around and walked towards the villa.

"What did you do to him to make him like you so much?" Murningyuan stepped out of a shadow, and the moonlight poured down on him, revealing a face that resembled Mo Bu by three or four points.

"Why, you also like people and want to use such means?" Unfortunately, this method is only allowed for me to use alone.

"You...... How did it come back? Mo Ningyuan asked again, this was what he wanted to know the most.

"I awakened my cultivation talent, and naturally I changed back." Silent and casual nonsense.

Whatever she wants to change, what she wants to become.

"Talent?" Murningyuan muttered, a thoughtful expression on his face.

Silent: "......" shouldn't this thing also know about cultivating immortals, right?

Sure enough, Mu Ningyuan's next words confirmed her thoughts.

"Don't argue, you need to talk to your parents about this matter. If what you said is true, I'm afraid that things between you and Fang Ze won't go so smoothly. ”

Cultivators and ordinary people can't be together.

Even if they are together, it is only for a while, not for a lifetime.

"Then don't tell your parents." Silently and decisively, he chose the easiest means.

"Ahem." Mr. Mo's coughing voice came, and Mo Buzhu, who heard it, hurriedly raised his eyes.

"......" isn't it?

The reason why Mo Ningyuan believed that he was not Mr. Mo's biological son was that the most fundamental problem was whether he could cultivate.

Mr. Mo and Ms. Lin, they didn't have the talent for cultivation, while he Mo Ning was far away.

The Mo family is not just their family, but a huge family, and they can only be regarded as a side line of the Mo family.

The Mo family's own family is the gathering place for cultivators.

"Don't argue, Dad heard it." Mr. Mo also came out of the shadows and stood side by side beside Mo Ningyuan.

Father and son looked at her in unison, with a look of confirmation on their faces.

"Don't fight, you...... Can you really cultivate? This kind of thing can't be talked about. When Mo Lan was young, he also fantasized that he could cultivate.

But most of his life has passed, and the persistence in his heart has gradually dissipated.

He no longer dreams of being able to cultivate.

Actually, it's good to be an ordinary person.

"I think it's good to be an ordinary person." Mo Bu said it, expressing his mood at this time.

She just needs to be with her little angel and slowly wait for the dog man's last bit of collapse to be satisfied.

Whether or not she could cultivate or not didn't mean anything to her.

On the contrary, from the expressions of the father and son in front of her, she could see that being able to cultivate would bring her endless trouble.

"Not good." Murningyuan retorted.

"Sister, why is Dad's illness so bad, have you thought about the reason? You couldn't cultivate before, so you don't have to think about it. But now, you can cultivate, you should think about it. ”

Once this family was recognized, Murningyuan's way of thinking about things became different.

Father Mo is still sick?

Mo Buzheng looked at him seriously: "Poisoned? She asked tentatively.

Is it poisoning?

She didn't know, she didn't see it.

But Murningfar said that, and there was only this one.

"Yes, Dad is poisoned, and when he is still poisoned, it is like ten thousand ants gnawing. Don't you want to relieve the poison on your father? ”

"The antidote is for you." After a moment of silence, an elixir appeared, and then threw it towards Mo Ningyuan.

Murningyuan who caught the antidote: !!

Do you have to listen to what he says again? What antidote, when did she get the antidote?!

"Where did it come from?" Mo Ningyuan frowned, looked at the pill in his hand, and looked at Mo Bu.

A light aroma emanated from the elixir in his hand, making people feel shocked and refreshed just by smelling it.

"Hey Dad."

"Dad's poison is cured, and it's no problem."

Mur Ningyuan: "......"

Mr. Mo: "......"

I always feel that their indisputable brain circuits are different from them?

How disgusting is this cultivation?

What others can't do in their lifetimes, she finally got it, and she gave up so easily?

How many people who can't ask for this will be broken into scum, and they can't wait to replace them!

After Father Mo took the pill, he instantly felt his body light, and an unprecedented sense of relief swept through his whole body, making him want to shout a few times.

"Dad, how do you feel?" Mo Ningyuan stared at the expression on Father Mo's face, although he saw the result, he still couldn't believe it, and asked without giving up.

I want to hear the answer from Mr. Mo's mouth.

"Poison ...... It seems to be solved? Mr. Mo rolled up his sleeves, and the poisonous spots on his arms had disappeared.

Mo Ning stared at Mo Father's arm from afar, and his eyes gradually became gloomy.

"Sister, how did you get the antidote?" casually took out the antidote, how far has her cultivation been?

It's only been a little over a month since they've been apart, and it's clear that it's ......

Mo Ningyuan's eyes stared at Mo Bu with a pair of eyes, and his defense against her deepened little by little.

"Are you silent?" He asked a question that was hovering in his mind.

"Of course." Mo Bu gave Mo Ningyuan a roll of his eyes.

"How?" Mo Ningyuan still couldn't believe it easily, "You said a few secrets that only the two of us know, and if you're right, I'll believe you." ”

"Are you sure?" Mo Buzheng looked at him with a calm gaze, only the original owner and Mo Ningyuan knew the secret, that was not a good thing.

Mo Buyuan's gaze fell on Mo Father's body as if nothing, and Mo Ningyuan, who saw it, was shocked, and then said slowly: "No, no need. If you weren't indisputable, you wouldn't have come up with that antidote. ”

After he finished speaking, his gaze turned to the side.

silently flattened her mouth, and her dissatisfaction developed clearly.

Coward!

Dare to do it, but don't dare to do it.

"Sister, how far have you cultivated?" Getting back to business, when Mo Ningyuan looked at Mo Buzheng again, his eyes returned to seriousness.

"I can't cultivate." The silence is particularly sincere.

Mur Ningyuan: "......"

Mr. Mo: "......"

After a short silence and a short period of consternation, the father and son saw helplessness in each other's eyes.

"Sister, don't make a fuss, okay?" They had heard it with their own ears just now, and she said that she could cultivate.

This is a blink of an eye and talking nonsense? They are pretty sure that their ears are not deaf.

"I'm not making a fuss, what I said is true." Why don't you believe me? silently pouted, and the small appearance was particularly innocent.

What am I cultivating?

I don't have any cultivation at all, let alone any level.

"Sister......" Mo Ningyuan opened his mouth, although he was very helpless about his sister's fickleness, but he still wanted to know how far she had cultivated.

It is good for him to understand it clearly......