When Mo Ye heard the vicissitudes of life, the tiger's body was fierce for a while, and the whole person seemed extremely excited.

Mo Wuxian showed a hint of a scoundrel, and with this voice, the swords that were controlled by him suddenly lost contact, and the feeling that the opponent had just lost contact with the sword appeared in his heart again. He knew that this person's cultivation was too strong, and the Infinite Sword Dao could not be compared to him.

Mo Xie took the lead, and the others immediately followed, flying past everyone towards an obvious courtyard.

This courtyard had already attracted Mo Wuxie's attention, because it was too eye-catching. Of these buildings, only this courtyard is surrounded by a high wall like a royal palace, and the surrounding buildings are all fifty meters away from this building.

Landing in front of the gate, the gate opens automatically, and they calmly walk in.

Opposite is the only palace, symbolizing the highest power center of the ancient Mo family, Jiuyuan Palace.

Mo Wuxian glanced at the plaque of Jiuyuan Palace, revealing an inexplicable light, ordinary people don't know this word, but he recognizes it, this is an ancient text.

This plaque alone illustrates a lot of problems, the Mo family is really a real ancient family, otherwise, modern people don't know this kind of word at all.

He didn't know much about the family, and he couldn't help but think of all kinds of speculations at this time.

The gate below the Jiuyuan Palace has never been closed, and the furnishings inside are extremely simple, with a long table lined with seats, and a stone background wall facing the door, on which a Mo character is outlined in a vigorous font.

This word gives people a sense of sharpness, full of domineering, vigorous and powerful.

At this moment, an old man suddenly appeared at the door.

The old man had short hair, gray hair, silver hair hanging down his temples, his hands behind his back, and his cloudy eyes were constantly fluctuating, as if they were mist or something else.

Suddenly, another woman appeared, the woman and the old man stood side by side, compared with the old man, the old man was old, but the woman was only forty squares, wearing a gorgeous purple Luo skirt, full of the breath of a noblewoman.

The woman looked at Mo Ye in a daze, and suddenly burst into tears, looking extremely excited, and said, "My son, really my son, old man, our son is back!"

Mo Xie's lips trembled, and he slowly walked in front of the old woman, knelt down with his knees weak, and said in a trembling voice: "Dad, mother!"

The woman's hands trembled slightly, helped Mo Ye to look left and right, and finally touched his pale hair and wrinkled face, and said, "My son, really my son!"

The woman hugged Mo Ye and wept bitterly, unable to calm down for a long time.

The old man was much calmer in comparison, but his breath was very unstable, and the aftermath of his eyes was constantly aimed at Mo Ye, obviously, he was restrained.

For a long time, for a long time, the woman let go of Mo Ye, wiped away Mo Ye's tears, and said, "Son, why do you look so old?

Mo Ye's paleness is naturally because of Xiao Yuting's relationship, otherwise, with his cultivation, he looks like he is in his forties at most.

Mo Xie choked up and said, "Mother, my son will serve by your side in the future, and he will never leave again!"

"Don't go again?do you have the face to come back now?, do you know you're wrong?" the old man's voice suddenly cold, scolded.

Mo Xie looked at the old man and said, "Dad, I don't think I missed anything, if time goes back, I also insist on being with Yu Ting, if Yu Ting dies, my life will lose its meaning, please Dad!"

Xiao Yuting stepped forward, knelt side by side with Mo Ye, and said, "Dad, mother, please do it!"

The old man looked at Xiao Yuting, then at Mo Ye, and then at Mo Wuxian Mo Yan in the distance, his gaze kept changing.

The woman said: "Yu Ting, hurry up, your father is scaring you, in fact, he doesn't know how many nights he has been talking about you, but he can't pull down to find you, since he is back, don't leave!"

The old man snorted coldly, looked away, and said, "Who said that I read this unfilial son?"

Hearing the woman's words, Mo Ye and Xiao Yuting showed excited looks, Mo Ye said: "Dad, don't be angry, although I can't form a relationship with the Sword Pavilion, but I can't be innocent! You don't know yet, the Sword Pavilion Master has already agreed to their marriage!"

The old man glanced at Mo Wuxian and Mo Yan, and asked suspiciously, "Who is Mo Wuxie?"

Mo Xie glanced at Mo Wuxian and shouted, "Two bastard boys, why don't you come over to meet your grandparents?"

Mo Wuxian and Mo Yan trotted over, and Mo Ye pulled the two of them and said, "This is your grandmother Ningning, and this is your grandfather Mo Huaigu." ”

"Grandson Mo Wuxian greets grandparents!" "Grandson Mo Yan greets grandparents!" The two brothers said in unison.

Mo Huaigu looked at Mo Wuxie, looking left and right, the more he looked, the more frightened he became, and the more he looked at it, the more he loved it, and asked, "What are you cultivating now?" Why do I feel unfathomable?"

Mo Wuxian replied: "Grandpa, I am now a martial artist!"

Mo Huaigu smiled and nodded, and said, "Good boy, you gave me a dismount as soon as you came today, your Wuji Sword Dao is very interesting, and it is not far from the Sword Realm!"

Mo Wuxian said modestly: "This is all my father's teaching!"

The more Mo Huaigu looked at Mo Wuxie, the more he liked it, and in the end, he didn't keep a serious expression, he took Mo Wuxie's hand amiably, and said, "Your father, your father is just a waste, how can he compare with you, you tell grandpa that you are getting along with the daughter of that kid in the Sword Pavilion Lang?"

Finally, Mo Huaigu also made a funny gesture, putting his two fists together and his thumbs bending at each other.

With his identity, Xuanyuan Tongtian is indeed a generation lower in front of them, and Xuanyuan Tongtian's sister is the former Mo Ye's fiancée.

Mo Wuxian nodded. Mo Huaigu laughed and said, "Mo Xie, your kid's mistake has made up for Wuxie, Lao Tzu will not investigate your escape from marriage in the first place, and officially return to the family!"

Hearing this, Mo Xie was overjoyed and hugged Xiao Yuting tightly, which was equivalent to saying that they recognized the relationship between the two of them.

"Daddy Xie's fulfillment!" Mo Xie and Xiao Yuting bowed at the same time.

Mo Huaigu said impatiently: "If you have it, don't get excited, Lao Tzu said that it doesn't matter if you let you return to the clan, you still have to get the consent of the elders in the clan!"

Mo Xie said happily: "The ancestors are not listening to you yet, you have a word!"

Mo Huaigu kicked out, Mo Ye rolled and flew out, and said: "You have been a ghost spirit since you were a child, even if you didn't kick this for your mother!"

Mo Xie smiled again and said, "Dad, if that's the case, you can kick me a few more times!"

Tranquility looked at Xiao Yuting, unspeakably fond, and said: "His father, you see how beautiful Yu Ting is, if I were young and became a man, I might be fascinated by her!"

Xiao Yuting wiped away her tears and said, "Mother, you make fun of me!"

Mo Huaigu nodded, looked at Qu Yuan at the door, showed a puzzled look, and said, "Like, really like, you are the daughter of that old guy from Qu Tianyuan, right?"

Qu Yuan kept looking at them, and his heart was not calm, this meeting made him feel so warm. stepped forward and saluted: "Qu Tianyuan is my father, the younger Qu Yuan, uncle, you call me Yuanyuan directly, do you also know my father?"

Mo Huaigu said with a smile: "It's not that I know, but I know very well, your father's old boy, who has been fighting with me for more than a hundred years, always wants to overpower me, but so far it has not been realized, think about it every time he is beaten by me, it is cool to find teeth!"