Chapter 179: Mi Scale's Mother

Pushing open the door, I saw a wooden table and a large bed in the small space, on which were two bowls with mutilations, and there was nothing else, this bed was large enough to sleep two people.

And on this bed, a woman with white hair and a sallow face was lying on the bed, her lips were white, she looked extremely weak, and she had a pair of white horns on her head, it seemed that she was a demon of the Jiao tribe.

At this time, she was coughing violently, and Mi Yan immediately ran over and gently stroked the woman's back, "Mom, are you okay?"

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

After the woman coughed a few times, she looked at Mi Liang and said with concern, "Scale, why have you been out for so long?" and then looked at Ji Mo who came in later, and asked, "Who is he?"

Mi Liang replied: "I searched for Yuan Cao on the mountain for a long time but didn't find it, and finally found one, and I lost it to the bottom of the cliff without paying attention, and he helped me pick it up." ”

Mi Liang talked about everything that happened, and didn't mention the things that were difficult for Zixian.

When she heard Mi Yan say that Ji Mo helped her, the woman was a little puzzled, her daughter was disliked, how could anyone be willing to help her?

"He just helped you?" the woman looked at Ji Mo with wary eyes.

Seeing her like this, Mi Yan immediately explained: "Mom, you think too much, he was originally in a coma on the mountain, but I woke him up when I was looking for herbs and didn't pay attention, and then I talked to him and found out that he had amnesia, and he was not a bad demon." ”

As he spoke, Ji Mo remained at the door, carrying a heavy bundle of rope on his back.

"You see, he helped me get the rope all the way, will the demon help me get the rope?" said Mi Scale, pointing at Ji Mo.

Hearing her say this, the woman relaxed a lot, her face became very weak again, and the woman said to Ji Mo: "You helped my daughter, I can only say thank you, but I am seriously ill, and I can't cook some decent meals to entertain you at home, alas, I am really sorry." ”

Ji Mo didn't have anything to eat, and he didn't care too much, although his head was groggy and his stomach was also very hungry, but he knew that the Mi Yan family was very poor, and he also knew that he couldn't mention eating at this time.

"No thanks, no thanks, Mi Liang also helped me. Ji Mo laughed.

"Huh, did Scales help you?" the woman was puzzled.

"She woke me up and helped me choose a name. Ji Mo said.

After listening to Ji Mo's words, the woman paused for a few seconds before she reacted, it turned out that the young man in front of her was really amnesiac, no wonder he was a little stupid.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

The woman tried to speak, but she was so sick that she coughed again before she could speak.

The rice scales ran down her back, rolled the Huiyuan grass in her hand into a ball, and brought it to the woman's mouth.

The woman took off the Huiyuan grass, her face was still sallow, and her cough was still a little intermittent.

"I'm fine, Scales, let him rest, don't get tired. Mi Scale's mother said to Rice Scale.

Mi Yan turned his head to Ji Mo and said, "Jun Luo, put the rope outside, come in and sit down to rest." ”

Ji Mo threw the heavy rope out casually and walked in, to be honest, this small space of three or four square meters not only has to accommodate a small table and a bed, but also three people, it is too crowded.

When Ji Mo walked in and sat on a small log, Mi Scale's mother saw all his faces, and at this glance, Rice Scale's mother was shocked in her heart.

"Junluo, are you from the Great Demon Clan?" asked Mi Scale's mother.

"Hmm, what is a big demon?" Ji Mo asked the doubt in his heart again, he really didn't know what a big demon was.

"Mom, he's amnesiac. Mi Liang reminded the woman.

"I forgot...... Mi Scale's mother remembered what her daughter told her, and the youth of the previous year was amnesiac.

Mi Liang turned his head, looked at Ji Mo with a puzzled expression, and explained to him: "Big demon, it's a very powerful monster, understand?"

"What does that mean?" Ji Mo was stunned.

"What's the point of that?"

"Okay. ”

After taking the Huiyuan grass, Mi Liang helped his mother to lie down, Mi Scale's mother looked at Mi Scale, and said with a sad face: "Scale, you brought him home to take him in, right?

"It's okay Mom, although he has amnesia, but he has a strong demonic power, I've seen it, it's very simple to let him build a house. Mi Yan said.

"So, is it possible that Junluo belongs to the Great Demon Clan?" said Mi Scale's mother, who frowned.

"Just saying it's possible. Mi Yan said.

"Great Demon Clan......" The sadness on Mi Scale's mother's face did not decrease, but increased.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?" asked Mi Scale.

Mi Scale's mother was stunned for a moment and reacted, and said, "You can take Junluo to eat some wild fruits," Mi Scale's mother said to Ji Mo with an apologetic face: "Junluo, my family has nothing to entertain you, and only flowers and fruits can be taken out, I hope you don't dislike it." ”

"Don't dislike it, don't dislike it, as long as you have something to eat, you're hungry!" When Ji Mo heard that there was something to eat, he suddenly smiled and looked stupid.

Mi Scale's mother looked at him with a smirk, and her sad face was also relieved, although he may be a big demon, but he has amnesia after all, and he should not be a threat to Mi Scale.

Thinking like this, Mi Scale's mother felt a lot more relieved, and her sallow face also showed a hint of a smile, "Go ahead, eat more when you're hungry." ”

"Mom, then I'll take him there, if you want something to eat, I'll bring it to you. Mi Yan said.

"Mom is not hungry, you can just eat. Mi Scale's mother touched Rice Scale's hand and said.

"You say that every time. Mi Liang frowned, she knew that what her mother said was a lie, there were only a few flowers and fruits, and there were very few things that could be eaten at home, and her mother was generally reluctant to eat them.

"Alright, let's go, Junluo is hungry. ”

"Hmm. ”

Mi Yan turned his head and said to Ji Mo, who was excited, "Let's go, take you to eat." ”

"Okay!

Before Mi Liang had taken a few steps, Ji Mo took Mi Scale's hand and began to run quickly.

"Hey, slow down!"

"No, I'm hungry!

Seeing Ji Mo grabbing his hand with a stupid face, Mi Scale's face was slightly red, most of the demon clan's thoughts were very conservative, thinking that they were equivalent to human thoughts thousands of years ago.

When the opposite sex meets, as long as they look at each other for a few minutes, they will blush, let alone hold hands.

However, looking at the figures of Ji Mo and Mi Scale's departure, Rice Scale's mother's sickly face suddenly aged a little, originally she should have been a temperamental lady at her age, but now she has become like a sixty-year-old grandmother.

"The Great Demon Clan...... I don't know if Scales can escape that catastrophe, and I don't know if this Junluo came to her side on purpose......"

Mi Scale's mother sighed.

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