It was said that Huang Mao was good, but it became the fairy's white moonlight

Chapter 209: Stay here tonight and fulfill your filial piety
After learning that Su Mengyao was going to challenge the Galaxy Trial, Yun Glaze immediately dissuaded Han Mo.

As the head wife of the Sword Sect, she naturally knows more inside information than the average elder disciple of the Galaxy Sword Sect.

In the eyes of ordinary elders and disciples, the Galaxy Trial is the most difficult trial of the Sword Sect since its founding.

If nothing else, looking at the thousands of years of Jianzong history, there are very few people who can pass this test.

And all those who passed were the ultimate geniuses in the world, and later became famous throughout the Great Zhou Dynasty as magnificent figures.

But Yun Glaze knew that the Galaxy Trial was not only difficult, but the content of the trial was still in the hands of the Sword Sect's conservative faction, the Grand Elder's faction.

If Yun Ji was standing in the way, how could Su Mengyao, a monk who had just broken through the foundation building, defeat the strongest heads of the Sword Sect in the past?

That's why she persuaded Han Mo to give up this idea.

For Yun Glaze, Mother Han and she are good friends, and Mengyao is naturally equivalent to her niece.

What's more, she now regards Han Mo as a Taoist companion, and Mengyao is her Taoist companion's cousin.

Compared to those Jindan elders in the inner sect, having Aunt Yun, Master Nascent Soul personally teach her, was obviously more helpful to Su Mengyao.

It's a pity that Yun Tianhe, as the first husband, cannot enjoy Yun Mo's virtuous virtues. He only deserves to enjoy... his bad character.

Not only does he unconditionally support his partner in everything he does, he also takes the initiative to make suggestions.

Since the disciples of the Sword Sect are not up to par, then it will be up to me, the Han family, to inherit the legacy left by the ancestors of the Sword Sect on their behalf.

Look, what does a virtuous wife mean? This is it.

However, after becoming Han Mo's Taoist companion, should he call Mengyao niece or cousin in the future? This is a problem.
When Yun Glaze was struggling with this issue, Han Mo smiled slightly:
"Aunt Yun, this is wrong. I have heard that those who have passed the Galaxy Trial in the past have reaped great benefits.

Although Mo'er, you are confident, but with me teaching you, you can be more confident. "

Don’t worry, Aunt Yun, since I plan to let Mengyao challenge the trial, I am sure..."

"Mo'er, there's still about a month until the next inner sect competition. Why don't you just let Mengyao become my sect, and I will teach her carefully.

Han Mo comforted her like this. He was originally thinking about how to explain "being sure" to Aunt Yun.

After all, he was only in the fake elixir realm and had never been a master.

Han Mo was naturally overjoyed and quickly thanked him.

"Okay, since it's Mo'er's decision, I won't ask any more questions."

"That's great, thank you Aunt Yun."

Although he can plan strategies for Su Mengyao, it is difficult for him to intervene in matters of cultivation.

You can’t say that you have traveled through time and you have the game guide in your head, right?
Unexpectedly, Aunt Yun didn't ask any questions at all, and was very kind and considerate.

Aunt Yun plans to let Mengyao become her disciple. Doesn't this mean that Mengyao will call Aunt Yun Master in the future?

Of course, despite his joy, he couldn't help but have a strange idea in his mind.

It's a pity that since the Sword Sect was established, only a few people have passed the trial.

Naturally, she didn't want Su Mengyao to challenge such a dangerous trial.

From Yun Glaze's point of view, since she has become Bao Mo'er's Taoist companion, she will support her unconditionally no matter what Mo'er wants to do.

Thinking of this, two words popped up in Han Mo's mind almost instantly - "rice bowl".

hiss--!
"Mo'er doesn't have to be polite to me."

Han Mo nodded, knowing that Aunt Yun was the kind of person who sacrificed for her lover without expecting anything in return.

He was just about to say something, but unexpectedly, the other party's voice suddenly changed:
"Of course, I also know that you are a filial person. If you really want to thank me..."

Han Mo: "..."

"Stay here today and fulfill your filial piety!"

Filial piety?

Han Mo just had such an idea in his mind, and the next moment, he was already in jail.

Aunt Yun, I'm out of breath, let go... um...

……

……

An hour later...

Qingyunju, Yunglai boudoir.

After a sweet rain, the clouds disappeared and the rain dispersed, but rustling sounds could be heard in the room from time to time.

"Mo'er, it's still early. Let's take a rest and have something to eat. Come on, this is the Qilin Crimson Fruit that is abundant in our Sword Sect's Lingfeng. Try it..."

With a charming word, Yun Glaze picked up a plump unicorn vermilion fruit with her white fingertips, bent down and placed it on her baby Mo'er's mouth to quench his thirst.

Han Mo felt a burst of fragrant fragrance coming over him and couldn't help but open his mouth.

He had eaten the Zhu Guo from Jian Zong when Yun Tianhe entertained him that day, but for some unknown reason, it was far less delicious than the one given by Aunt Yun.

Could it be because the fruit Aunt Yun gave her was full of love for him?
"Is it delicious~?"

The cloud-glazed jade face was reddish, and her voice was trembling for some reason.

"Yes." Han Mo relaxed his body at this moment and responded lazily.

“If it’s delicious, eat more!
Yun Glaze let his baby Mo'er lean against him, resting his pillow on Xue Ni's soft legs, and handed out the second red fruit.

Han Mo was speechless because this fruit was so sweet!

"Mo'er, has your mother ever fed you fruit like this?"

Seeing this scene, Yun Glaze's heart was filled with a strong sense of happiness.

Hearing this, Han Mo quickly shook his head after recalling it for a while.

Because Han's mother passed away a long time ago, he had no memory at all.

"Mo'er, I told you before that I wanted to adopt you as my adopted son. Although you didn't agree at the time, I know that you lost your mother when you were young. Because your junior sister passed away early, you lacked maternal love since you were a child.

If you really miss your mother, you can treat me as your junior sister..."

Yun Glaze brought up the old matter again, and Xue Nui's lotus arms hugged Han Mo's head from behind.

Han Mo was stunned for a moment.

"Even, you can call me your lord, mother, and at the same time..."

Something's wrong, Aunt Yun, something's wrong with you!

The scene in Aunt Yun's words was briefly replayed in his mind, and Han Mo suddenly took a breath of cold air and shuddered uncontrollably.

There's nothing I can do about it, this scene is more exciting than ordinary acting... and a bit happier.

Although Han Mo felt that if he played like this, he might be very happy.

but……

No, Aunt Yun, this won’t pass the trial!
"Mo'er, think about it. Okay, you've had enough rest, let's continue!"

Yun Glaze smiled foolishly, and kissed him again with her delicate red lips...

Another whole day passed.

That night, when Han Mo came back, he said in his heart that such a life was too extravagant and too decadent.

For some reason, Han Mo always felt that Aunt Yun seemed to have changed since the incident between the two wives in Linhe Town fighting for the big bone.

Become more active and more aggressive.

Is this also a sequelae of Shura Field?

Han Mo didn't know, but in any case, after today, Su Mengyao's future road was paved.

Next, let’s see how this little girl becomes a blockbuster!

After thinking so wildly for a while, Han Mo originally planned to have a good night's rest, but he had no choice. He had been squeezed by Aunt Yun almost every day in the past two days, but he suddenly remembered something.

"By the way, Ruohan gave me a ring in the morning and told me to wear it tonight.

What is the use of this thing? "

While muttering to himself, Han Mo took out a simple ring from the Qiankun Ring, placed it in the palm of his hand and looked at it carefully.

The ring looks ordinary, with a small character "Jun" engraved on it. It seems to be a magic weapon created by the Jun family.

No, saying it is a magic weapon may be wrong.

This object does not look like a magic weapon. Based on the weak spiritual energy fluctuations on it, it can be judged that it is just a magic weapon of a mere Qi Refining monk.

Other than that, nothing unusual can be seen.

"That's all, let's put it on and take a look first..."

Han Mo felt a little confused, but remembering Jun Ruohan's serious instructions during the day, he decided to put it on and try it.

(End of this chapter)