Mo Junxie raised his eyebrows, walked around the chair where Ye Zhikuang was sitting, walked to the center of the hall, faced Ye Haitian, and asked again: "Have you figured out how to conquer the thousand-year-old demon?"

Ye Haitian became angry when he saw Mo Junxie. He raised his finger and pointed at Mo Junxie and shouted coldly: "Get lost."

Look, wherever Mo Junxie is, there is smoke.

Ye Zhikuang stood up suddenly, came to his side, grabbed his arm, and said helplessly: "Even if you have something to say, you should wait until my father has finished speaking to the Lord of Luo City before interjecting."

"I feel like they can't think of a better way than me." Mo Junxie said bluntly.

Luo Guangquan frowned and looked at Mo Junxie. Seeing how close he was to Ye Zhikuang, he immediately observed him sharply for a while.

"This is..." Luo Guangquan turned around and asked Ye Haitian.

Ye Haitian snorted, and just when he was about to say that he was a scoundrel, Mo Junxie said first: "The Ye family's son-in-law who rides a dragon."

One short sentence made Ye Haitian vomit blood in anger, while Ruo Baichen and Xiao Yin could not hold back their laughter, but felt helpless towards him.

As he spoke to Ye Haitian like this, if he wants to be a quick son-in-law of the Ye family, I'm afraid it will take a lot of hard work.

Luo Guangquan's face looked the same as Ye Haitian's, as gray as ashes and not pretty at all.

In his mind, Ye Zhikuang is his daughter.

Naturally, the person my daughter wants to marry must be a superior person, but this young man doesn't look like a young man from a certain family in Dongcheng.

No, the topic changed and Luo Guangquan asked seriously: "Master, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't talk nonsense. If you want to be the son-in-law of the Ye clan leader, I'm afraid it's not you who has the final say."

"Really?" Mo Junxie's gaze fell on Luo Guangquan indifferently: "Who has the final say? You...or the Ye clan leader."

"Parents naturally have the final say on their children's life-long affairs," Luo Guangquan said.

"Oh, let's not talk about life-long events." Mo Junxie waved his hand, and his plain white robe floated up. He turned around and sat where Ye Zhikuang was sitting just now, and said: "Let's talk about the thousand-year-old demon.

, let your strength speak for itself.”

After Luo Guangquan heard this, his expression improved slightly, but Ye Haitian was so angry that he couldn't say a word for a long time.

A faint smile appeared on Mo Junxie's lips, then he took out a few cups from the tea set and placed them on the table.

Ye Zhikuang knew that he was serious this time. Once he became serious, he would definitely look different.

But she likes him no matter what kind of person he is.

I like his sometimes naughty teasing, but I'm angry that he doesn't care about the occasion.

I like how he handles things steadily at times, but is able to break through difficulties every time.

She came behind him and watched him draw a mountain and another mountain on the table. Those mountains were connected to form Fengtou Mountain. Although the painting was relatively simple, it outlined the momentum of Fengtou Mountain.

come out.

She turned back to look at Mo Junxie, who was sullen and working seriously, and her red lips curled up unconsciously.

Then, Mo Junxie raised his head, pointed at several large caves in Fengtou Mountain, and explained: "You are thinking hard about which cave the thousand-year-old demon will go to and where he will live. Why not come and see what caves there are in Fengtou Mountain?"

Which caves can accommodate an old demon without being discovered?"

Ye Haitian stood up unexpectedly and walked towards Mo Junxie. Bai Ankui was naturally curious and came to his side. Bai Chenxiao sat alone, drinking tea calmly.
Chapter completed!