Cangcang couldn't wait to pounce the moment he saw Mo Jiyu, and he shouted in a milky voice: "Yuyu, I miss you so much!"

Mo Jiyu hurriedly squatted down, caught the cang, hugged the person and kissed him fiercely on the face: "I also want to be cang." ”

"Fish fish. Cangcang couldn't hold back, his face wrinkled several times, and he cried at once.

"What's wrong?" Mo Jiyu hurriedly wiped away her tears for Cang Cang, and tapped the tip of Cang Cang's red nose with her fingertips, "Yuyu makes good food for Cang Cang, okay?"

"Uh-huh. Cangcang finally burst into laughter, and Mo Jiyu couldn't help laughing.

Mo Jiyu hugged Cangcang and accepted the love from the senior brothers and sisters, and all of them touched Mo Jiyu's head fiercely with reddish eyes, which made Mo Jiyu too flattered, why did he suddenly come back from this trip and the senior brothers and sisters pampered themselves even more.

Mo Jiyu, who returned to Bingyun Peak, came to his kitchen, looking at the clean and tidy appearance of the kitchen, he couldn't help but be very moved, it turned out that in the three years that he was away, his senior brother and sister had been cleaning the kitchen.

She simply prepared a table of meals, and Cang Cang couldn't wait to sit down in her seat and start eating, and this picture of eating obediently made her suddenly think of some pictures.

In the picture, she led a child to the kitchen, and with the ingredients still in the kitchen, she glanced at the child's thin body, and couldn't help but cook several more dishes.

After cooking, he said to the child: "This is my first time cooking, you can try the taste first." ”

The child stood there, not moving.

"Come and eat. He was casual, but his face sank and was a little gloomy.

The child walked over, looking at the dishes on the table with a little surprise, he glanced at himself, and found that he had been expressionless, so he sat down slowly, but did not move.

It wasn't until he knocked on the table impatiently that the child picked up the chopsticks and started eating, but the child didn't expect that these plates tasted very good, so he couldn't help but speed up the chopsticks.

Mo Jiyu couldn't help but be a little puzzled, it was obvious that he was not cooking for the first time in the picture, how could it be the first time to cook, and he still felt like he was not allowed to enter with a straight face.

And that kid shouldn't be the male protagonist, right? If you follow the plot, you won't be so kind at all.

But she didn't think about it so much, and after a happy meal with her brothers and sisters, she came to the pavilion, looked at the mountains and clouds, and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

"Elder Mo. A very crisp voice sounded, Mo Jiyu couldn't help but look back, and saw that the person was wearing the white disciple uniform of the Cangyun Sect, and couldn't help but think of someone.

That was a long time ago, at that time, Yan Gexing was still a true disciple of the Cangyun Sect, when he was young, he was wearing a white true disciple costume embroidered with a crane and a cloud, and his long black hair was neatly combed and fixed by a white crown, with that handsome and extraordinary face, he was a young man who was unrestrained and romantic, and he remembered that he was still confused by beauty at that time.

Mo Jiyu didn't know why he remembered Yan Gexing's things so clearly and so vaguely, as if his memories of following the plot were very clear, once he recalled other things related to Yan Gexing, it was very vague, and even his head had a faint tingling.

"What's the matter?" she asked in a low voice.

The disciple was startled when he heard Mo Jiyu's voice, as if he didn't expect Mo Jiyu to answer him.

"I just came today to ask if Elder Mo would accept me as a true disciple, after all, Senior Brother Yan had already left the Cangyun Sect. The disciple came out boldly, hung his head in his heart, and waited for Mo Jiyu's answer.

Mo Jiyu's knuckles that had been tapping on the table paused, and after a long while, she replied, "I won't accept any more True Transmission disciples, you go and ask the other elders." ”

The disciple glanced at Mo Jiyu with great regret, and then respectfully retreated.

Mo Jiyu was bored, so he picked and chose in the bracelet to find something to pass the time.

Her finger was suddenly pricked, and she frowned slightly and took out the thing that pricked her finger, and found that it was a transparent lotus hairpin.

Her eyes widened, and the memories rushed over her memories like a tidal wave.

I remember that when I was in the secret realm of Linghu, I pinched the blue ice glue I just got into the shape of a crucian carp whistle, and used a drop of my own essence blood to integrate it into it, and the ice was formed.

She handed the crucian carp whistle to Yan Gexing, and said seriously: "If Brother Yan has something or is in trouble, as long as he blows the whistle, I will come." ”

Yan Gexing took the crucian carp whistle very preciously, he rubbed the carvings on it, the tails of his eyes were a little red, and he said in a low voice: "I have never met someone as good as the crucian carp to me." ”

And Yan Gexing also took out one thing, it was a transparent hosta, the lotus flower on it was all formed, he lowered his eyes, and whispered: "Give it to you." ”

I remember that at the foot of the snow-capped mountain, Yan Gexing looked up at the towering snow-capped mountain with his unconscious self on his back, and stepped into this strange snow-capped mountain step by step.

From the first step into here, Yan Gexing felt that there was a thousand catties on his body, which made him breathless. The self on his back coughed several times under the weight of the weight, and frowned uncomfortably.

Yan Gexing took out a cold-proof robe from the jade pendant and covered himself on his back before continuing to walk inside.

Yan Gexing could feel his internal organs being oppressed and squeezed. He exhaled with difficulty, and the mist instantly froze into ice, and he looked at the condensed ice, wrapped the robe draped over his body even more, and continued to move forward.

I remember that when he was in the ghost street, in order to protect himself who was afraid of ghosts, his poor cultivation still resisted the attacks of several high-level demon cultivators for himself, and he was seriously injured and kept comforting himself.

And he obviously promised him that he would be with him forever, but he lost his words at the moment, and he has always trampled on his affection for himself, but he refused to respond at all.

But she really wants to go back to her own world!

The dog son watched the host's memory fully recover, and couldn't help but be speechless for a while, and when it saw the last task marked in red, the difficulty directly increased by five times, and it couldn't help crying.

In the cold ice pool, Yan Gexing looked at the chains that were torn off, thinking about the memories he had just remembered, and showed a percolating smile: I will never let you leave me again!