"Is there something wrong?" Mu Sensen looked sideways at him.

Mu Xingyao woke up, his eyes fell on her face, and he once again revealed the complex emotions of relief mixed with guilt.

He said gently: "The second uncle is going down the mountain in the evening, and he won't come back in the future, so I'll come and see you." ”

Mu Sensen sighed, "Do you want to go in and sit?" ”

“…… No need. ”

"Oh."

After a moment of silence, Mu Xingyao said: "Sen Sen, everything your sister Xia has done is for the Mu family, don't blame her." ”

Mu Sensen lowered his eyes and didn't speak.

Mu Xingyao continued:

"It's me, unwilling to let the Mu family return to ordinary, so I have always been very strict with Zhixia, hoping that she can take on the responsibility left by her ancestors and continue to spread the divine light of the Witch Temple. Now it seems that your sister can loosen the burden, and you are very capable when you grow up. The Mu family is in your hands, and you will definitely regain the glory of the past. ”

Mu Sensen frowned, she said to Mu Zhixia that the Mu family, which has been inherited for thousands of years with the blood of gods and witches, has never pursued such a false name.

But at this time, looking at the sincere expression of the man opposite, and the sideburns mixed with silver threads, she did not continue the topic.

"Mu Zhixia, did you grow up in the Rong family since you were a child?"

Mu Xingyao was stunned, "Because I am doing business in the imperial capital, Zhixia was born in the imperial capital." She is not in good health, and she did live in the Rong family for a long time when she was a child. The Rong family is a family friend of our family, and the ancestors of the Rong family have always taken good care of the descendants of the Mu family. ”

Hearing the closeness and maintenance in his words, Mu Sensen raised the corners of his mouth and looked sarcastic.

"Mu Zhixia's life has been moved, she should have died at the age of fourteen, and the Rong family helped keep her?"

"You ......" Mu Xingyao's face turned pale instantly.

The girl on the other side with a pair of cool and dark eyes seemed to have seen through all her secrets.

The girl said in a cold and indifferent tone: "I heard that the girls of the Mu family do not live long. When you were born, you also had a twin sister, but when you were seven years old, you died. So the Mu family has actually had no great witches for seventy years. Not only is there no great witch, but there are not even girls in the family who can grow up to adulthood safely. ”

Mu Xingyao asked with a pale face, "...... What do you want to say? ”

"Mu Zhixia is lucky to have a good father. But I think my parents should also love me very much. ”

Mu Xingyao's face became more and more ugly, he turned his eyes, looked at the flowers and plants under the corridor for a while, and smiled bitterly, "Yes, they love you very much." ”

"Have you ever thought about it? The Mu family has the patronage of the witch god Niangniang, and the life span of the heirs has always been very long. Why have so many girls died in recent years, and many heirs have died unexpectedly? ”

Mu Xingyao's lips trembled, but he didn't speak.

Mu Sensen looked at him coldly. Such a person is also a descendant of the Mu family.

Even though the facts are in front, he buried his head in all the good dreams, and he didn't listen, don't look and don't want to.

Probably, only such a person can survive well.

She hugged the laptop in her arms and politely asked, "Is there anything else?" ”

Mu Xingyao looked at her with complicated eyes.

"The Rong family mentioned the dragon bone to me, saying that they hope you can help them subdue the dragon spirit."

Mu Sensen smiled, his eyes were colder, and his tone was colder, "What do they want keels for?" ”