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

Under the golden full moon, the Yan family cleaned up a spacious courtyard for a family gathering.

"Come, I will teach you to sing and dance."

Seeing Yan Tao and his wife go in to rest, Yan Jing stood up from the dining chair and said to Yan Li and Mo with a smile.

"I'm tone-deaf. I refuse." Yan Li refused without thinking.

After hearing this, Yan Jing's beautiful face showed a hint of anger. She pointed at Yan Li and said, "No! Ah Mu is not here today, so there is no one to have fun with me. I also don't have a job now, and I'm alone at home all day. I'm almost bored to death!"

"Okay, okay! I'll accompany you, I'll accompany you." Mo Mo stood up to comfort her, stretched out her hand to push the beer glass that her fingertips were about to touch further away, then she blinked her eyes playfully and said, "You can sing and dance, but this beer is not good for the baby in your belly."

"No, just one glass, okay? I've quit smoking and drinking now, and I'm happy today, so just one glass!"

Looking at Yan Jing, who was acting like a little girl at this moment, Mo Mo and Yan Li didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"That's a deal, just this one cup!"

Under the moonlight, Yan Jing lazily plucked the guitar in her arms, sometimes singing with Yan Li and Mo Mo, and sometimes dancing. Mo Mo looked at the two siblings who hadn't been so happy for a long time, so she didn't stop Yan Jing from drinking.

"If God gave me a chance to start over, I would definitely not fall in love with this scumbag. It's all my fault..." Yan Jing lazily leaned against the corner of the table, tears streaming down her face. "That day I went to the hotel and saw the couple. In fact, I should have listened to Mo Mo earlier."

"Me too. If I hadn't been so stubborn, maybe Xiaoqing wouldn't have left. Now... I miss her so much."

Even the usually calm and indifferent Yan Li became emotional at this moment. His cheeks were flushed, and he was holding the unfinished wine and muttering.

"Why...why should I give birth to this child? You always ask me this, what can I do? What's wrong with the baby in my belly? I need to pay for my impulsiveness, and I will try my best to give him the best...best future!"

"When I recover, I...I will continue to work."

Yan Jing squinted her eyes and continued to pour wine into her glass, her words gradually becoming incoherent.

"Okay! Brother supports you. I will do everything I can to support you." Yan Li, who was already lying on the table and was about to fall asleep, was still holding on to the last bit of his rationality to speak.

Watching the two of them pouring out their hearts to each other and crying bitterly, Mo Mo felt sad for no reason. She sat quietly leaning against the chair, tilting her head back and drinking a large glass of white wine.

[This stuff is really hard to drink, but why does everyone who is in a bad mood like to use it to amuse themselves? Maybe this is the 'truth potion' for adults. Only after drinking it, people are willing to take off their disguises and show their painful and vulnerable side. ]

Mo Mo felt a burning sensation in his throat. He frowned and looked at the empty glass. He thought it tasted bad, but he refilled it again...

The next day, Mo Mo received a call saying that Yan Mu had returned.

She got up from the bed in a daze, her head dizzy, which was proof that she, Yan Jing and Yan Li had a hangover together.

She never thought that she would meet Yan Mu again in the hospital.

Perhaps because she was walking too fast, Mo Mo was bumped by a nurse who was pushing a cart. She looked back at her blankly, only to see the nurse's unhappy face and something that sounded like she was blaming her, but she couldn't hear a word.

On the phone, Yan Mu said that his left arm was seriously infected and he was undergoing amputation surgery.

"Mo Mo! You are finally here."

Ouyang Xiaoming reached out and took her arm, leading her to the side of the hospital corridor. Mo Mo looked at him in a trance, still unable to hear any sound, only a buzzing sound in her ears.

His eyes were red, as if he had been crying.

"How is Brother Amu?"

Her bloodless lips moved up and down as she asked.

Finally, the noisy sounds in her ears gradually became clearer and she could clearly hear the sounds around her.

"Yan Mu...he is undergoing an amputation surgery," Ouyang Xiaoming said hesitantly.

Ouyang Xiaoming saw Mo Mo's frightened and painful expression. For a moment, he didn't know how to comfort her.

All along, she looked calm and confident in his eyes. Although she was petite, she always gave him a sense of security, like a big tree that he could rely on. Seeing her like this, Ouyang Xiaoming reached out and grabbed her arm, telling her:

"It's okay. As long as the amputation is done, his life can be saved, right?"

"Amputation..."

That was her clever and artistic brother, Amu. If his limbs were amputated, would he still be able to create so many of his favorite works? Why? What happened? How could this happen?

She seemed to have lost her soul as she sat down on the bench in the corridor. The cell phone in her bag kept ringing for a long time, but she was in no mood to answer it.

Ouyang Xiaoming also received the call. He spoke to her hesitantly, "Mo Mo, I know you are sad, but Cen Linshan is in a more urgent situation now. The Ability Bureau needs us."

"We need to go to headquarters now, would you like to come with us?"

Mo Mo sat there, pretending not to hear, her cold fingers clenched tightly.

"Liang Chuxin and the second young master Zhao are currently in critical condition. We should go and bring them back. This meeting is really important." Ouyang Xiaoming was still unwilling to give up. He hoped that Mo Mo could attend this decisive and important meeting together.

"What did you say?!"

Mo Mo was shocked again!

She stood up from the bench, her back stiffening.

"Yes, you heard it right. Like many of the soldiers who went with them, their lives and deaths are still unknown, so this meeting is very important!"

Although he knew that Mo Mo would be sad to hear the truth, Ouyang Xiaoming still decided to tell her.

In a panic, Mo Mo quickly called Yan Li, then followed Ouyang Xiaoming's car out of the hospital. Before leaving, she looked back at the door of the operating room which was closed because of the operation in progress.

When Mo Mo and Ouyang Xiaoming arrived at the headquarters conference hall, the hall was already full of people and there was a buzz of conversation.

On the way here, Ouyang Xiaoming had already informed her of the general situation: the leaders of the headquarters were divided into two factions as a result of the further loss of Cen Lin Mountain. One side was the offensive faction, who believed that they should attack aggressively at all costs until the demons entrenched in Cen Lin Mountain were driven into the cracks; the other side was the defensive faction, who advocated abandoning Cen Lin Mountain and its surrounding areas and setting up defensive military bases on a larger scale.

"What do you think? Do you support the offensive faction? Or the defensive faction?" Ouyang Xiaoming turned to look at Mo Mo and asked her what she thought.

"If we really retreat, it would be tantamount to giving up the more than 200 soldiers who have not yet returned to the team and whose lives and deaths are in danger." Of course, this also includes Liang Chuxin and Zhao Wenting.

"You also know that their lives are uncertain. What if they have been wiped out? Why are we still spending so many resources on it..." The person sitting on Mo Mo's left heard the two people discussing and naturally joined the discussion; but after seeing Mo Mo's gradually cold eyes, he closed his mouth.

As the empty seats were gradually filled, the entire venue fell silent.

The secretary of the chairman of the Bureau of Supernatural Powers appeared on the podium. He looked around and began to speak:

"Before we officially get into the agenda, I think it's necessary to briefly review the current situation of Cenlin Mountain and the first expedition."

As the big screen opened and presented the picture, Mo Mo realized... they had been caught in a tough battle since the third day. As for the phone call a week later, Yan Mu had also concealed something from her at that time.

Mo Mo's heart grew heavier and colder. She could feel the fingertips of her hands on her thighs trembling uncontrollably.

[So... is this the reason why Master didn't let me participate? Is this why he took me to the Colosseum the day before I left and fought in person? ]

[Also Liang Chuxin, that day she said she was taking a rest, they ate, drank and had fun together, but she didn’t react at all: she has never been a person who likes to enjoy herself, it turns out she was saying goodbye…]

[And Yan Mu, for such a long time, he never told me the situation and injuries over there.]

[It turns out that I have always been protected by them, and it turns out that I have never known anything. 】

Mo Mo felt extremely regretful, regretting that he was completely unaware of all this.

The aftereffects of last night's strong liquor seemed to suddenly surge through her entire body, with needle-like pains in her heart and a splitting headache in her head, making her feel like she was about to suffocate in the next second.

[It's not as heart-wrenching as it was for Big Brother Ali and Big Sister Yan Jing, but why... do I feel so much regret? ]

Under Ouyang Xiaoming's gaze, Mo Mo resolutely cast his vote for the offensive faction.