"What's your name?"

In the Qiankun Hall, Mu Zhennian sat on a Taishi chair, across a mahogany table, looking at the boy who was forcibly pressed on the chair by the black-clothed entourage.

"You put it in the moon!" There was no hint of fear in the boy's tone, but a provocative sense of command.

"Presumptuous! You hairy boy, you dare to talk to the master in such a tone! Lei Jiuchen roared angrily.

"It doesn't matter." Mu Zhennian raised his hand to stop Lei Jiuchen, he stood up on crutches, walked up to the boy, and looked him up and down carefully.

"Yueli is my granddaughter, I won't hurt her, and it's also helpless to lock her in the basement."

Mu Zhennian raised his hand, and the black-clothed men on the left and right sides of the boy let go of him. He took a golden pocket watch from his bosom, opened it, and handed it to the boy.

The boy didn't mean to take it, but at a glance, he saw the picture inside the pocket watch. In the photo, the man in front of him lifted a little girl above his head, and the little girl made a flying pose, both of them with a smile like a bright sun.

"This was taken when Yueli was two years old," Mu Zhennian closed his pocket watch and put it back in the pocket on the inside of his clothes, "At that time, my son and daughter-in-law were also there, and they took this photo for us." ”

"Where are they now?" The boy asked.

"They ......" Mu Zhennian's voice lowered little by little, his eyes diffused with mist, and his old face revealed sadness that could not be concealed.

He walked to the floor-to-ceiling window on crutches, looked up at the vast sky, and muttered, "...... in the sky."

"What?" The boy looked at Mu Zhennian in surprise, "...... she was in that month?" ”

"Yueli doesn't know about this," Mu Zhennian turned around slowly, his gaze fell on the boy fixedly, "Boy, I'm curious, you and Yueli are not related, Pingshui met, why did you sacrifice your life to protect her?" ”

The boy turned his face away and whispered, "There is no why. ”

Mu Zhennian sneered and walked up to the boy, "If you want to protect others, you have to have enough ability." Boy, do you know how many people want the life of the month? Do you think you have what it takes to protect the month? ”

Before the boy could react to Mu Zhennian's questioning, Mu Zhennian's crutches had fallen from the top of his head, and the boy quickly turned around and jumped, and the crutches fell on the chair, and the chair fell apart.

Mu Zhennian used crutches as a sword, pressing step by step, the boy who had not healed from his old injuries struggled to dodge, and after being forced into a corner, Mu Zhennian sneered, and the crutches went straight to the boy's skull. The moment the crutches fell, the boy held it with his hand, and then, with the help of the thrust of the wall, he jumped and flipped behind Mu Zhennian, and attacked Mu Zhennian with his fist. Mu Zhennian easily blocked the boy's attack, and in the boy's surprised look, Mu Zhennian kicked the boy to the ground.

"I can do it, I have good flexibility, and I have a bit of courage." Mu Zhennian expressed his approval.

He walked to the mahogany table, picked up the brush, dipped it in the ground ink, wrote a word on the rice paper, paused, and added two more strokes.

The boy barely sat up straight, and a thin sheet of rice paper floated in front of him.

On the snow-white rice paper, the font is strong and powerful.

"Huh?" The boy looked at Mu Zhennian suspiciously.

"From today on, your name is Mu Yan, and you are my grandson Mu Zhennian. I will slowly tell you the meaning of the name, and you must spend your life guarding this meaning. ”

Mu Zhennian walked up to Mu Yan and pulled him up. Mu Yan, who was seriously injured, staggered a little and couldn't stand upright, and the black-clothed men on the left and right sides hurriedly stepped forward to help.

"Take him down, ask the best doctor to treat him, take good care of him, and remember, he is your young master." Mu Zhennian commanded.

The man in black replied loudly, "yes", and the hand holding Mu Yan tightened unconsciously.

Mu Yan broke free from the support of the man in black, "I can walk by myself." ”

As he spoke, he covered his injured abdomen and walked towards the door step by step, and when the attendant opened the door for him, Mu Yan seemed to think of something, turned his head, and locked his eyes on Mu Zhennian.

"When did you release the moon?"

Mu Zhennian slowly raised his head, and Mu Yan's figure was reflected in his pupils.

"When you have the ability to protect her."