The little cousin of the group is actually a genius in cultivating immortals

In the simple bamboo house, the mother and daughter sat facing each other and talked. Unconsciously, the orange-red sunset faded away, the sky darkened, and it turned into night.

Mo Mo was trying her best to control her inner sadness and reluctance, but white mist kept surging in her eyes, as hazy as the morning mist, blurring her vision.

She looked at her mother with clear eyes, and she wanted to engrave this face deeply in her mind.

Yan Zhi held out her hand and smiled, "It's okay, kid, I'm glad to see you again too."

Mo Mo held her hand, his palm was warm, and there was a deep feeling of reluctance in his dark eyes. He held her hand tightly and did not let go for a long time.

"Me too, nice to meet you."

Finally, the crystal tears couldn't be held back and flowed out from her eyes.

Yan Zhi looked at her calmly and reached out to wipe away her tears.

"When I finish everything, I will come back and find a way to take you back. I will... I will definitely find a way to bring you back." Mo Mo's voice was so soft and fragile, she was not sure if she could do it, but she still wanted to try.

Yan Zhi smiled gently, "Okay, I'll wait for you."

After saying that, Yan Zhi tried to pull her hand out of her palm, but Mo Mo was reluctant to let go and instead held it even tighter.

Yan Zhi still looked at her with a smile.

Mo Mo stood up and rushed over, burying his face in her shoulders and neck, tears flowing silently again.

Mo Mo didn't expect that she was such a tearful crybaby. After crying enough, she felt a little embarrassed to explain, "Mother, actually... I don't usually cry. I'm a very strong person."

"I know, I know everything..." Yan Zhi chuckled and waved her big hand. A misty screen appeared out of thin air. The middle of the mist was like a mirror or a screen, showing Mo Mo's various daily appearances.

Mo Mo opened his mouth in surprise.

"Although I can't help you with anything, I can actually see everything. I can see your joys, sorrows, anger, and happiness, and I can see your bravery and fearlessness."

"Mother…"

For the first time, Mo Mo had such a strong desire to live with her loved ones. However, she knew that she had more important things to do. Now that her life experience was clear, the whereabouts of the sixth holy object was still unknown. Only by finding all the holy objects could Zhao Wenting be freed and return to the position of the ancient god, so that her agreement with Lao Sun could proceed as usual.

Only those who don't have to fight for life are qualified to be childish. Mo Mo reached out and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, then asked with a smile, "Mother, if I miss you in the future, can I come to see you again? Although I can't take you back now."

"Of course!" Yan Zhi looked at Mo Mo with loving eyes, and then she said hesitantly, "But you want to take me back to the human world, this is probably... difficult. Even I can't reach this level now. I protected my soul at the last moment before I died, and I spent all my energy to restore my original body. Now I am still trapped in this bone whistle."

Mo Mo's fingers froze a little, and she subconsciously touched the bone whistle hanging in front of her neck. It turned out that her mother was always by her side. She looked at her mother in a daze, and then she said firmly, "Don't worry, no matter how difficult it is, I am willing to try. I will take you back to see your uncle and his family. Your uncle misses you too."

When she heard about her elder brother, Yan Zhi's beautiful eyes turned red.

"Okay," she smiled through her tears, "My child, remember, when the heavenly blood in your body awakens, that will be the day when we, mother and daughter, will be reunited."

Mo Mo nodded in agreement. Now she had one more reason to make herself stronger.

Unable to bear the thought of parting, Mo Mo looked intently at the spinning top on the table. As she watched, she began to feel dizzy...

When she woke up, she found herself still holding the piglet at the entrance of the cave. It was daybreak, and she knew that it was time to start again.

**

The Zhao family's old residence.

Zhao Wenting sat at his desk and listened carefully to the news that Yan Mu had found out: in order to prevent the Zhao family from falling, Mr. Zhao had even discussed his backup plan with Zhao Wenbin and his wife overnight, and handed the magic weapon offered by Guo Tianyou to them. His intention was obvious: as long as Zhao Wenting was "tripped", then Zhao Wenbin's "useless chess piece" would immediately work, using Guo Tianyou's magic weapon and the loving couple to save the world and re-defend the Zhao family's irreplaceable power in the Supernatural Bureau.

"Young Master, now that things have come to this, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you and the Eldest Young Master to reconcile." Pei Ming frowned with some concern.

There has been a rift between the two brothers since they fought for the 'position of heir' when they were eighteen years old. The current situation has once again pushed this brotherhood to the point of 'life and death'. I'm afraid that the friendship they had in their childhood will only become more and more distant.

"No problem," Zhao Wenting said calmly, "Let's wait and see how this matter develops."

"But... once the eldest young master starts taking action, all our efforts will be in vain and there will be no chance of turning the situation around! Moreover, you have offended the old man..." Pei Ming was worried about Zhao Wenting's current situation.

Zhao Wenting put down the magazine in his hand, frowned and glared at him coldly.

"Pei Ming, compared to Yan Mu, you are also an old man. In many cases, you really need to learn from him."

This is a word of warning.

"Yes!" Pei Ming looked up at Yan Mu, who had not spoken a word and was standing beside him like a robot, and retreated to Yan Mu's side in silence.

Yan Mu reached out and silently patted his shoulder to comfort him.

"Yan Mu, I'll leave this matter to you. Send someone to keep a close eye on Big Brother and Deng Juanjuan. If you spot any movement, strike first!"

"Yes."

Yan Mu was not surprised by Zhao Wenting's arrangement. To survive in a mansion like the Zhao family, one must have some means. Even if Zhao Wenting was Zhao Tianxing's most promising grandson, and even if the other party was Zhao Wenting's brother and sister-in-law, they could prepare a second plan without omissions and take action without hesitation.

On the other hand, Zhao Wenbin and his wife also felt upset about Mr. Zhao's arrangement.

Deng Juanjuan, who was about to go to bed, turned around and looked at Zhao Wenbin who was carrying warm milk into the bedroom. She was stunned!

"Drink the milk. It's said to be good for sleep."

This was the first time he spoke to her in such a calm and gentle tone. Although she knew that this was because of the plan related to the magic weapon that he had just talked about in Mr. Zhao's study.

Deng Juanjuan took the milk from his hand and gulped it down her throat. She turned her back to him and said, "There's no one in the bedroom now, so you don't have to be so hypocritical. You want to get the 'successor position', and you need someone to act with you, so I'll cooperate."

Zhao Wenbin chuckled after hearing this, "On the contrary, I don't want this 'successor position'. I need to discuss a cooperation with you. This plan can not only help the person you care about, but also free you. It is the best plan for you."

Deng Juanjuan turned around in surprise. The man was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, looking back at her with a smile. It must be said that this man was also very handsome, and even his facial features were somewhat similar to Zhao Wenting. But he was not him after all, and he would never be able to replace Zhao Wenting's position as the white moonlight in her heart. After thinking for a moment, she asked, "Are you serious?"

"I just need you to act out two scenes with me." As he said that, the man stood up from the sofa, walked in front of her, gently stroked her chin which was lifted by his fingertips, and leaned over to kiss her bright red lips.

This kiss was different from the previous overbearing ones. It was as gentle as a dragonfly touching the water, yet also icy cold.

Deng Juanjuan stared at her husband's handsome face with wide eyes, but she was still stunned when it was over.

It was not until I caught a glimpse of a figure disappearing by the windowsill out of the corner of my eye that I realized it was just a show.

"It's that simple, the first game is over." Zhao Wenbin reached his destination and smiled. He found Deng Juanjuan's performance funny. "You don't really think I want to do anything to you, do you? I'll sleep on the sofa tonight." After saying that, he stretched out his long legs to close the open window.

Deng Juanjuan's thoughts turned rapidly, and then she said to Zhao Wenbin: "I agree with your cooperation, so what is the second scene you mentioned? What do I need to do?"