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"Uncle Mu, Uncle Mo, did you bring someone back?" With a childish voice, the door of the house opened gently, and a pink carved question appeared in front of everyone.

"Why are there so many people?, Uncle Mu, why are they stopped outside?" asked Chuanting's eyes widened, not understanding what was happening, he was engrossed in the process of drawing the sword diagram before, and he didn't know that someone in the small courtyard had arrived quietly, and later when he was examining his masterpiece, he occasionally felt something, and vaguely heard Mu Yirou's voice, so he turned around and opened the door, and then heard Situ's low roar, and he began to ask.

Unexpectedly, a surprise came when the door was opened, and there was no surprise! A group of people in the courtyard turned their backs to him, and two old men at the gate of the courtyard who were half-cut into the ground prevented Mo Mu and the others from entering the small courtyard. This made Wen Chuanting's anger rise sharply in his heart, "You two are immortal, ashamed or not, you still provoke a little girl at such an old age, what does this make your children and grandchildren think of you?"

The words are not shocking, and the death is endless!

Wen Chuanting roared angrily, with the child's unique immature and sharp voice, which made everyone in the small courtyard lose their voices instantly, and made the faces of the two old men who were bickering and glaring at each other at the gate of the courtyard turn red.

"Ugly, they are the pavilion master and elder!" At this moment, Mu Yirou was frightened, and his mouth seemed to be explaining to Wen Chuan, but in fact, he pointed out the value of everyone, hoping that they would not be like children. At this time, Mu Yirou, where can she still take care of her nervousness, her heart is all about asking Chuanting's safety, her tone is not stammering, she is fast and fluent, and she is so fluent that she subconsciously shouts out the nickname of asking Chuanting.

"The boat must not be rude!" Mo Weirui also spoke at the same time, seemingly reprimanding, but in fact maintaining, the two of them bypassed the two old men at the moment of speaking, and walked quickly to the front of Wen Chuan, Mu Yirou pulled Wen Chuan to stand behind him, and Mo Weirui stood in front of Mu Yirou, forming two weak lines of defense.

"Ugly?" the corners of Shangguan Mo Yan's mouth twitched.

"Little boat?" Situ Ye frowned.

The two of them were full of displeasure when they called Mo Mu and Wen Chuanting.

The pavilion master's gaze inadvertently swept over Situ, Shangguan, and Wen Chuanting, with a look of sudden realization, "He is the child of those two." ”

What the pavilion master thought of, the rest of the elders also showed a look of sudden realization. There are even subtle changes on someone's face.

"Shangguan Chou'er, Situ Xiaochuan?" the corners of Elder Cui's mouth twitched, and his eyes were fixed on Situ and Shangguan's bodies, hiding a trace of imperceptible banter.

"There are two old men at the door, the one on the left is Elder Shangguan, and the other is Elder Situ. Mu Yirou explained in a low voice to the question behind her. Simply pointing out the surname, Mu Yirou believes that he will definitely be able to figure it out if he asks Chuanting's cleverness.

In order to take care of Wen Chuanting, who has not cultivated, although Mu Yirou lowered his voice, it was not as thin as a mosquito and a fly, and the cultivation of any of the bigwigs present was several times higher than her, and this voice was like normal speech in his ears.

Hearing this, no one showed a look, except for Shangguan Mo Yan and Situ Ye.

Hearing that Mu Yirou put himself in front of Situ Ye, Shangguan Mo Yan was overjoyed, Situ Ye was extremely angry, and the anger on his face was fleeting, and he was replaced by a bright and kind smile.

Quickly stepped forward, bypassed Mo Weirui who was blocking the front, and asked Chuanting kindly, "Xiaozhou, I'm your grandfather." ”

Situ Ye was a wooden stake, Mo Weirui turned with the question behind him, and faced Situ Ye head-on again.

In other words, Situ Ye's kind and kind words were said to this Mo Weirui.

"Who are you grandfather? am I still your grandfather?" asked Chuanting screamed, not at all stunned by Situ Ye, who changed his face faster than turning a book.

"Uh!" was asked about the rumors, a trace of embarrassment flashed on Situ Ye's face, and seeing that Mo Weirui was always in front of him, a trace of shame flashed in his eyes, "Who are you, get out of the way, didn't you see me talking to my great-grandson?!"

Before the words fell, Mo Weirui had already flown out.

"Old ghost Situ, you dare to hurt my great-grandson!" Shangguan Mo Yan roared angrily, and his surging momentum pressed towards Situ Ye mercilessly. Situ Ye was one step ahead of him and asked Chuanting to get close, which made him extremely annoyed, and rushed up with a roar, but he didn't expect that things were not as smooth as he imagined, seeing that Wen Chuanting was not the master who was taken advantage of, he scolded back in an instant, and his heart was indescribably happy.

"As long as it's not the first one to make a good impression on the child, it seems that the opportunity is still mine!" Shangguan Mo Yan thought happily, Situ Old Ghost was deflated, which made him even more happy.

The two have been fighting for hundreds of years, know each other's roots, can put aside their prejudices and work together on major issues of right and wrong, and face each other-for-tat on small things, as long as they see each other suffer, they don't mind falling into the ground.

"Uncle Mo!" Seeing that Mo Weirui was shot away defenselessly, and had no ability to resist at all, Wen Chuanting's heart instantly rose, and he couldn't help but exclaim, resenting Situ Ye in his heart, and even more dissatisfied with Shangguan Mo Yan's indifference and refusal to lend a helping hand.

"With your attitude, you still want me to recognize my ancestors and return to my ancestors, it's just wishful thinking!" The thought was deeply rooted in my mind and could not be waved away. Wen Chuanting glared at Shangguan Mo Yan fiercely.

Mo Weirui had just been knocked away, passing by Shangguan Mo Yan, as long as he stretched out his hand, he could save the person, but he turned a blind eye and only cared about fighting with Situ Ye, how could this make Wen Chuan return to his heart.

It happened instantly, the pavilion master shook his head, there was no time to stop it, he watched Mo Weirui being knocked away, his arm was lightly raised, and the invisible buoyancy caught Mo Weirui who flew out like a meteor and gently placed it beside him.

"Don't stop them, you can't stand their blows. The pavilion master's voice gently reached Mo Weirui's ears.

Mo Weirui raised her head, but lowered her head instantly, she didn't dare to have any dissatisfaction in her eyes, let alone show any emotion, everyone present had the ability to easily crush her. Down-to-earth, a sense of security arises spontaneously, his legs and feet are weak for a while, and his chest rises and falls rapidly, but he was frightened just now.

"Uncle Mo, are you okay?" asked Chuanting and pulled Mu Yirou to Mo Weirui's side, not looking at the big guys, just nervously paying attention to Mo Weirui's situation.

Wen Chuanting held his head high, and could clearly see Mo Weirui's face with his head lowered, pale, with fear in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth were still bloodshot.

"Old man, it's very good that you saved Uncle Mo! In the future, when I grow up, I can promise to do something for you. ”

"Old man?" the corners of the pavilion master's mouth twitched, a little dissatisfied with the title, and then he heard the words that followed, which made his eyes widen. The child in front of him looked like a little adult, and what he said was ridiculous.

The expression of affection became more and more intense, and the pavilion master couldn't help but ask softly, "Is this your gratitude to me?"

"Yes, that's my promise to ask Chuanting!" replied sonorously.

"What's your name?"

Two exclamations rang out at the same time.