"Door master, the young master of the Immortal Palace, Qian Yu, wants to discuss the two major matters with you, and is waiting for you in the main hall."

Liuyu walked into the main hall with Qian Yu, Mo Fang sat on the keel chair in a red suit, and the man next to him was black-haired and strong, with naked hatred on his face. Qian Yu then understood that this was the person the door owner wanted.

"Commander Xuanyuan, this is the young master of the Immortal Palace."

Thinking that the two didn't know each other yet, he stepped forward to make an introduction, and caught a glimpse of the disdain in the eyes of Commander Xuanyuan who was really a little puzzled.

"Hmm."

After nodding, he walked out of the hall without looking back.

"Master Mo, I'm here today to discuss something with the master."

"What? Immortal Temple ready to surrender to me? ”

"Immortal Palace wants to talk about cooperation with Moyingmen."

"Cooperation? I think I've made it very clear before, I never share the results with others, in my eyes there is nothing but winning and losing. The woman slowly straightened the hem of the fiery red Luo skirt, and her eyes looked at Qian Yu as indifferently as water.

"And what if I trade a secret with you?"

"Oh?"

"Xuanyuan bloodline."

As soon as the four words of Xuanyuan's blood came out, the entire hall seemed to be as cold as freezing, Mo Fang stood up from his seat, approached the door of Qian Yumian, grabbed his throat, and pressed against the wall.

"You're threatening me?"

"Master Momen remembers that day you and I played against each other, you once said that victory and defeat are only a thought, and I happen to believe in this."

"Young Master of the Immortal Palace, it is really not a waste material that has nothing to show in the legend."

"Just see, he's not your only weakness."

"How are you going to work together?"

Mo Fang's eyes followed the sunlight obliquely shining in the window to the back figure standing with his hands in his hands.

"Immortal Palace, Moying Gate, from now on, the well water will not interfere with the river water. How is it? ”

"Okay."

……

The Immortal Palace and the Moying Gate reached an agreement not to invade each other, and the relationship between the Immortal Palace and the Moying Gate gradually became peaceful in the future, and there was no more war, and the young master of the Immortal Palace did not talk about the matter of Xuanyuan's bloodline. On that day, Mo Yue personally sent someone to send Qian Yu back to the Immortal Palace, but met a little girl on the road and ran away, the little girl had not grown up, but she was a beautiful embryo, her big eyes swept from the crowd, so she hugged Sima Yuchen's thigh, crying heartbroken, no matter what, don't return to the Immortal Palace, helpless and finally Sima Yuchen was brought back to Moying Gate with a smile.

"Door master, what arrangements will the little girl of the Immortal Palace make?"

Mo Fang turned around and looked like a little girl stuck to Sima Yuchen's leg, with some inexplicable joy. But the little girl seemed to see the fragrant dumplings, and quickly spread Sima Yuchen and ran to Mo Fang's side, and once again used her stunt and stuck to Mo Fang's legs.

"My sister is so good-looking, Thirteen wants her sister to be Thirteen's master, and teach Thirteen to become as beautiful as her sister." The little girl finally spoke, and the baby's voice was cute.

"Your name is Thirteen?" Mo Fang touched the little girl's head and smiled gently, but the Xuanyuan Commander who was standing beside her did have a black face the whole time.

"Sister, my name is Ran Thirteen, you see how difficult it is for me to find you, you can accept me as an apprentice, I can be good, I can cook breakfast, lunch, and dinner for the master." The little girl's clever big eyes noticed that there was a trend of success, and began to shoot love hearts frantically.

"Then ......" Mo Yue looked at the black-faced vinegar jar beside her, and smiled helplessly, really, even children eat vinegar.

"Sister, I'm scared to sleep alone at night, I want to sleep with you, okay?" Before he finished speaking, Mo Xuanyuan lifted his collar and threw it at Sima Yuchen.

"Sima Protector, you are the oldest and more experienced in taking care of children, come on."

After that, he dragged Mo Yue into the dormitory, leaving a group of people to think about it, Sima Yuchen wanted to cry without tears, although he was three hundred and twenty-nine years old, he was still young in the demon clan, why should he look at the child. Thinking of this, I regret it in vain, why did I bring back a little demon king, the big demon king has someone to control, what can this little demon king do.

But I didn't know that I didn't believe in fate back then, and my fate was already fateful.