Hearing this, Yun Di was stunned, Mo Yunduo? Could it be that the clouds are ...... for her Immediately, Yun Di's eyes were stained with a touch of bitterness.

Impossible! She stabbed the cloud into the dagger of her heart, and stabbed the cloud with her backhand, exactly the same position, the cloud was dead.

After searching for the memory, this Mo Yunduo is the granddaughter of the patriarch of the Mo clan, and she is the real genius girl of the Mo family, she broke through the ground level when she was twelve years old and reached the primary level of the heavenly level, three years have passed, and the girl is only afraid that her strength is even more amazing, not to mention that she also has a seventh-level phantom beast ice phoenix.

Compared with Mo Yunduo, Mo Yundi, who was congenitally deficient in spirit body and could not absorb spiritual power, was like dust, and for many years, the proud girl of the sky who was high above did not know the existence of Mo Shi and Mo Yundi.

chatting casually with Kapok, Mo Yixuan brought back Mo Yundi's mother Shui Wanrou and younger brother Mo Yunqi after a short time.

"My daughter......" As soon as Shui Wanrou saw Yun Di, she let out a sad cry and hugged Yun Tu and cried.

A thin little boy stood not far away, looking at Yun Di timidly, as if he wanted to step forward but hesitated, after all, when his sister disappeared, he was only seven years old, and his sister's memory was already a little unfamiliar.

After a long time, Mo Yunqi whispered: "Sister! ”

Yun Di looked at the few people in front of him with a moving face, and they ...... They are all her relatives, relatives in this life, and they are the indelible warmth in her heart.

At this time, Shui Wanrou found the injury on Yun Di's hand, and couldn't help but feel nervous again.

Only then did Yun Di realize that because of his sluggishness to pain, he had forgotten that one of his hands was covered and his other hand was frostbitten.

Looking at Shui Wanrou, who was bandaging her wounds, Yun Di's always cold and wise eyes were stained with a mist.

It's nice that you don't have to hide in a no-man's corner to bandage your wounds after being injured.

After a moment of warmth, Yun Di decided that her parents and younger brother were the people she had to protect in this life.

Criminal, dead ......

Following

Yun Tu woke up in a cacophony of sounds, interspersed with a few earth-shattering beast roars or the sound of something exploding.

But one day, she was already accustomed to the sounds of all kinds of beasts and birds that she could hear anytime and anywhere, coupled with her father's majestic golden griffin, which also made her understand this world full of phantom beasts, and even wondered if she could also get a phantom beast that could be broken by a cow and run rampant with her in the future.

However, those are not the top priorities, and I am afraid that I still have to deal with the people outside.

The arrival of those people should be because she killed Mo Yunling's phantom beast Xue Peng yesterday.

I really don't understand, isn't it just a bird and beast, is it necessary to make such a fuss?

In the deep-rooted belief that even in China, wild animals, no matter how precious, are more precious than human life.

Get dressed and walk out the door.

At a glance, Yun Di saw his cheap father standing in the courtyard, carrying a one-man high broad-bladed sword with one arm, and he had the strong momentum of a husband who could not be opened, but he was wearing coarse linen clothes, which made his temperament a little sharper.

And Daddy's phantom beast, the Golden Griffin, was lazily lying on the side, opening his eyes from time to time to glance at the people around him.

Shui Wanrou looked at her husband and watched the battle with a gentle expression embracing Mo Yunqi, as if she was not worried about the confrontation in front of her.

"Mo Yixuan, you are no longer an elder, and you have no right to stop us from arresting Mo Yundi!" The person who came this time was a middle-aged man, his expression was indifferent with a hint of gloom, and he looked at Mo Yixuan, who had a decadent temperament, with a little disdain.