Generally speaking, this kind of person is called the patron saint of the family! They are not given the opportunity to come into contact with the core of power, but their military power is cultivated at all costs!
In other words, these people are the future heroes of the family! The future candidates for charge into battle; the future candidates for elders!
If Mo Chengyu couldn't remember such an important person and didn't recognize him... then it would really be a joke.
The five people who were having sex in full swing suddenly felt something strange behind them. When they turned around, they saw the middle-aged man with his mouth open and a shocked look on his face. He also had the same expression: Why is this Lord of the Throne of the Mo Family here?
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"Why are you (you) here?" The six people spoke at the same time and shut up at the same time, looking at each other. Monk Zhang Er was confused.
"I took them in. I saw them, one old and one young, homeless, so I took them here." Chu Yang held Mo Qingwu in one hand and walked out of the room.
"Homeless?" Ji Mo and others clearly heard the sound of their jaws being dislocated: The throne of the Mo family, homeless?
Luo Kedi, in particular, looked at Mo Chengyu with a hint of hostility in his eyes. The Luo family and the Mo family had never dealt with each other very well. Although they had never been at odds with each other, there were constant small frictions in the dark.
Because these two families are really close to each other...
Within a radius of five hundred miles, there are actually two major families. For both Luo and Mo, this feels like a bone stuck in their throats, making them uncomfortable. But in terms of strength, neither one can do anything to the other...
At this time, Mo Qingwu struggled out of Chu Yang's arms and shouted happily: "Brother Ji Mo..."
Ji Mo was shocked, rubbed his eyes, and said in disbelief: "Xiao Wu? Why are you here?"
Mo Qingwu giggled and ran over. Ji Mo picked her up, his joy was beyond words. Just as he was asking Xiao Wu what to say, suddenly an extremely sharp gaze was shot on his back;
The light is on my back!
Immediately afterwards, Chu Yang rushed over, snatched Mo Qingwu from Ji Mo's arms, and said in a very unkind tone: "Do you know each other?"
Ji Mo was furious! We were reunited after a long separation, but someone snatched her away? He glared and said, "My mother is her biological aunt. Do you think we know each other?"
"Oh, that's it." Chu Yang was immediately relieved and said, "Then it'll be fine." He scratched his head, grinned awkwardly, and put Mo Qingwu down.
However, I have some doubts in my heart: I just said that Ji Mo is a concubine, a concubine... born to the little wife; but Mo Qingwu's aunt can be said to be a lady of the generation, the sister of the head of the Mo family, how can she still be just the Ji family?
The little wife of the head of the family?
This seems a bit unbelievable. Is there any hidden secret in this? Chu Yang murmured in his heart.
At this time, Mo Chengyu also slowly explained why he was here.
After hearing this, Ji Mo couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. He walked up to Chu Yang, bowed deeply and said in a sincere tone: "Boss, thank you for saving my cousin!"
"It should be hahaha..." Chu Yang was in a good mood.
"What did you call him? Boss? Is he your boss?" Mo Chengyu's eyes suddenly stared like bull's eyes. He pointed at Chu Yang in disbelief.
"Yes, it's my boss, what's going on?" Ji Mo rolled his eyes, and said in a reluctant tone, without tears: "Old Mo, don't ask, I am Young Master Biao.
Got on a pirate ship!"
"That's what you're doing here...?" Mo Chengyu was still a little stunned.
Ji Mo sighed as he couldn't bear to look back at the past, rolled his eyes, and thought to himself, it's more than this? If you don't do a good job, you have to wash the smelly socks... But this matter can be hidden for a while; it's too embarrassing.
"Okay, very good!" Mo Chengyu suddenly laughed loudly, pointed at Luo Ke and said to Chu Yang: "Boy, train that boy hard for me. I will bear it until you die!"
Chu Yang sweated profusely.
As a throne person, Mo Chengyu naturally would not stay with these young people for a long time. After chatting for a while, he went to the waterside alone with his hands behind his back to sense the energy of heaven and earth and recover from his injuries.
Meanwhile, Ji Mo was happily talking to Mo Qingwu. From time to time, the big one and the small one burst out laughing happily. Chu Yang's eyes were filled with fire. The more he looked at this guy, the more he looked like he needed a beating...
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"Brother Ji Mo! I want to compete with you!" However, Ji Mo soon regretted it; Mo Qingwu stood up proudly and pointed at his nose: "I want to compete with you in sword competition!"
"Sword competition?" Ji Mo opened his mouth wide.
"Well, it's just a sword competition! Remember when you just celebrated the Chinese New Year, you came to my house with a sword? Humph! You were so impressive at that time that you cut off my second brother's sword..." Mo Qingwu mumbled
Mouth: "I want revenge today!"
Ji Mo opened his mouth, swallowed, and looked at the sky speechlessly, not knowing what to say.
"Yes! Yes! Sword fight! Teach him a lesson!" Luo Kedi and Rui Butong were on the side, fearing that the world would not be in chaos; Dong Wushang also raised his fist and waved it to cheer for Mo Qingwu.
Everyone liked such a beautiful and lovely little girl very much. Even Luo Kedi, whose family was in a hostile position, could not dislike Mo Qingwu. Everyone stood by Mo Qingwu's side, waiting to see Ji.
Mo's joke.
"How can I compete with you in sword competition?" Ji Mo said cautiously: "Xiao Wu, how about I tell you a story?"
"Okay." Mo Qingwu clapped her hands, and everyone else sighed in disappointment. Children are easy to deceive. It seems that the joke doesn't work...
"By the way..." Ji Mo only said a few words.
"I've heard it..." Mo Qingwu pouted: "Brother Chu Yang has told you!"
"Then...this..."
"I told you too!"
"..."
"I told you too!"
Ji Mo collapsed...
"Brother Ji Mo, you are so useless!" Mo Qingwu wrinkled her little nose and looked at Ji Mo with disdain: "You know so few stories, and they were all told by Brother Chu Yang!"
Ji Mo was stunned.
How many stories can he have in his young mind? To be honest, it would be great if he could remember three or four of these stories. These three or four were specially prepared for Mo Qingwu. Once he encounters them, he will take them.
He came out to offer the treasure because he always knew that Mo Qingwu liked to listen to stories...
But I didn’t expect that it would be out of date...
Ji Mo stood up and looked at Chu Yang with a sad face: "Boss, why are you so knowledgeable and talented..."
Chu Yang felt the same and sighed, feeling quite sad in his heart. For a moment, a feeling of sympathy arose spontaneously, and he thought to himself, why am I so knowledgeable and talented? You have to ask your cousin!
"Brother Ji Mo, do you have any more stories?" Mo Qingwu gently shook Ji Mo's hand. Seeing this expression, Chu Yang immediately turned his head sympathetically.
Ji Mo was helpless and spread his hands: "No more..."
"You...I want to compete with you in a sword show!" Mo Qingwu shouted angrily, this time with even more momentum.
Ji Mo slipped and almost fell to the ground: "Xiao Wu, this... sword fighting is not fun..."
"Then tell a story!"
"I'm really lost..." Ji Mo jumped to his feet anxiously and couldn't help but bow to Gu Duxing, Luo Kedi and others: "Brothers, please help me, Jianghu is in trouble, tell me a story..."
"No!" Gu Duxing and others said in unison while holding back their laughter. They meant to see his joke.
"You compete with me in sword competition!" Mo Qingwu refused.
"After the sword competition, everything will be fine, right?" Ji Mo asked hopefully.
"Well...it seems to be okay." Mo Qingwu bit her finger, thought seriously for a while, and then said uncertainly.
"Okay! I'll compete with you in sword competition!" Ji Mo stood up with a tragic expression of a heroic sacrifice, grabbed the scabbard, and thought to herself, touch her weapon a few times, and then I'll say she wins.
Enough.
Unexpectedly, Mo Qingwu suddenly jumped up, holding a tattered scabbard in his hand, and waved it violently.
A flash of red light almost made Ji Mo unable to see anything clearly. In shock, he controlled his strength and blocked it with his sword...
Crack!
Ji Mo was stunned, Luo Kedi was stunned, Gu Duxing was stunned...
Everyone was stunned.
The sword in Ji Mo's hand was broken into four sections with its scabbard!
"What kind of sword is this?" Ji Mo broke into a cold sweat. Looking at the red sword, he was shocked.
"Brother Chu Yang gave it to me!" Mo Qingwu proudly held the sword and nestled in Chu Yang's arms: "Brother Ji Mo, do you still dare to cut off my second brother's sword in the future?"
It seems that the relationship between Xiao Wu and his second brother Mo Tianji is really not that deep. Chu Yang thought to himself.
"I don't dare, I don't dare anymore..." Ji Mo wiped his sweat, but the fear still lingered: "Fortunately, I used Luo Kedi's sword. If I had used my own, it would be really bad now..."
"What? My sword?" Luo Kedi was smiling from ear to ear, full of gloating. Who would have thought that things suddenly took a turn for the worse, and Ji Mo was actually using his own sword?
He jumped over and took a look, and his nose was suddenly twisted with anger. He shouted with blood in his heart: "Ji Mo! You damn pig, a gangster who can be killed with a thousand cuts! A scoundrel who can be cut into pieces with a thousand cuts! Me, me...my...
Sword..."
Ji Mo ran away quickly and turned around and said, "It's just a sword. Look at you, you look like a bear..."
"This is a birthday gift from my fiancée!" Luo Kedi was filled with grief and anger. He jumped up and chased after him. One of them chased and the other escaped. In an instant, they circled the small island several times.
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"Xiao Wu, come here." Chu Yang's face sank.
"Brother Chu Yang..." Little Loli bit her fingers nervously.
"You know you can't do this to your relatives in the future?" Chu Yang said solemnly: "Look, how sad is your brother Luo?" Suddenly he remembered that if Mo Qingwu used this sword to compete with others, sooner or later there would be a sword fight.
One day will cause trouble.
"Brother Chu Yang, I don't dare anymore..." Mo Qingwu was about to cry.
"Okay, just remember." Chu Yang comforted.
"Yeah." Little Loli nodded vigorously, raised her face and asked, "Brother Chu Yang, what is your fiancée?"