Yumen Young Master

Chapter 106 The Return of the Second Master of the Mo Family
The brown horse's front hooves were raised high, and under the spur of the "cracking" whip, it suddenly accelerated its galloping speed, and the person on the horse rushed towards the galloping horse as if returning home like an arrow.

Dust and sand piled up on the slate road, and it was a dim yellow, but the familiar figure always rushed to the front, like a battle-tested general who resolutely embarked on the journey without any regrets.His black cloak fluttered in the air, his legs wrapped around the horse's belly, and he approached in an instant.

"Huh!" Mo Wuhai held the reins of the horse in his hand, turned over from the horse, and looked urgently at the two young men in front of him.

"Second Master!" Fu Shuai shouted in a hoarse voice, his expression hard to hide his excitement, and he knelt down on one knee, respectfully welcoming the visitor.

The gold-clothed guards immediately looked at each other, their eyes widened in disbelief, Second Master?Has Deputy Commander Fu Shuai been loyal to the second master?Does this mean that the deputy commander's allegiance to Mo Wuming was not sincere from the beginning to the end?
"Xiao Shuai, get up."

Mo Wuhai hurriedly helped Fu Shuai up from the ground. The man's generous voice was like an infinite and tolerant sea, which made people feel at ease.

Mo Fanzheng looked at the young man in front of him, and there was a sense of relief on his face. Xiao Shuai had grown stronger than before, and his cultivation level must have been getting higher and higher.

After ten years of absence in this place, he finally came back, finally came back.

This time, let all unfinished business be settled at once.

Fu Shuai was very close to Mo Wuhai. In front of this father-like elder, he was as excited as a child, and said quite sincerely: "Second Master, you are finally back. If you don't come back, I will do not know what to do with it."

His mission is to hide his identity and lurk beside Mo Wuming until the second master returns.

But he didn't expect that the second master hadn't returned yet, and the second master's son, Mo Sanshao, resisted first. He was in a dilemma, but he didn't expect that the second master would also come back at this time, so he would no longer be in a dilemma.

"It's okay, I'm not coming back." Mo Wuhai patted Fu Shuai's shoulder and said with a smile.

After finishing speaking, Mo Wuhai turned his head to look at Mo Fanzheng. Compared to Fu Shuai's endless chatter, Mo Fanzheng stood there stiffly. He didn't know what to say for a while, and seemed a little at a loss.

When his father left, he was only eight years old. In the blink of an eye, ten years had passed. His father's appearance had not changed, but the distance between them had slowly moved away. He didn't talk much when he was young, and now he is more I don't know what to say.

Mo Wuhai walked over gently, looked lovingly at Mo Fanzheng, who was covered in blood, and felt a deep sense of guilt. He tried to keep calm on his face, and said with a smile: "Silly son, I don't know you. Is father gone?"

"Father." Mo Fanzheng's tears suddenly fell uncontrollably, all the emotions in his heart burst instantly, and he couldn't bear it any longer, hugging his father and crying bitterly.

After all, blood is thicker than water, and no matter how many years have passed, the deep-rooted father-son relationship seems to be deeply rooted in the brain and cannot be erased.

The father and son hugged each other deeply, and everyone's eyes turned red, especially the group of people behind Mo Wuhai, who were even more moved and heartbroken.

The second master often mentioned his only son to them, saying that he was sorry for the child. During the days in the frontier, the second master never stopped missing Mo Sanshao. Now that the father and son finally meet, it is gratifying.

Yu Liuhuan was still worried that it was the enemy who came, so he rushed over to take a look, but he didn't expect it to be Mo Fanzheng's father, and his father brought so many border guards here.

The border guards wore simple linen clothes, bare arms, and loose sweat towels around their necks. Their skin was tanned, and they looked like people who had lived in the desert all year round.

There is no mark of crime or slavery on their faces, they are residents living normally on the Quicksand Continent, they are not afraid of hardships and hardships, and they follow Mo Wuhai from afar.This is enough to show that Mo Wuhai is a very charismatic person, so Mo Fanzheng is no longer alone.

"Father, these three are my good friends. This is Miss Liu Huan, this is Brother Xi Ning, this is Brother Zhan Yang, and this is Xiao Youyuan." He introduced Yu Liuhuan and the others. When he saw his friends, his face was full of excitement, and he didn't even forget to introduce Xiao Youyuan.

"Hey..." Xiaoyouyuan poked her head out happily, it's better to be little brother Mo, I will remember him no matter what, so cheerful, so cheerful...

After a burst of excitement, Xiao Youyuan looked at Xi Ning secretly, revealing a fierce light, but in the blink of an eye, he put away his emotions again and nestled into Liu Huan's arms.

"Hello, everyone, thank you very much for taking care of Fanzheng. I really appreciate it." Mo Wuhai looked at Liu Huan and the others, and said sincerely.

Mo Wuhai is a person who has experienced great storms. Looking at Yu Liuhuan and others, he knew that they were extraordinary. When he was a child, what Fanzheng lacked the most was friends. Now he finally has his own friends. Mo Wuhai feels for him from the bottom of his heart. Happy.

Yu Liuhuan didn't speak, the expression on her face was still frozen three feet, her brows were slightly wrinkled, as if she was deliberating how to speak, and she didn't seem to have any intention of speaking at all.

Xi Ning hurriedly stepped forward and said with a smile, "Second Master, you are welcome, we are all friends, and it is right to help each other."

"Yes, Second Master, you don't need to be polite." Zhan Yang also said.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Fu Shuai also said: "Everyone, let me introduce myself too. I am Fu Shuai, the second master's... I am almost like a godson."

As Fu Shuai talked, it seemed that he didn't know how to introduce him. He grabbed his hair and stroked his head cutely, making everyone laugh.

"This is Brother Fanzheng, right?" Behind Mo Wuhai, a cute girl dismounted and stepped forward, her gaze fell directly on Mo Fanzheng.

The girl was about sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing a rough linen coat, a pair of linen shoes on her feet, two fluffy shofar braids on her head, a short and delicate dagger in her hand, and a sweet smile on her face meaning.

The girl looked at Mo Fanzheng boldly and passionately, her eyes were full of excitement and excitement, they were dark and pure, like thousands of stars in the starry sky, inconspicuous but emitting their own unique light.

"Who is this?" Mo Fanzheng looked at his father with a confused expression. This girl came with his father, but he had never seen it before, so he didn't know how to call it.

Moreover, since childhood, no girl has ever greeted him so intimately, so he was a little confused for a while.

Mo Wuhai glanced at the little girl in front of him softly, and introduced to his son with a smile: "This is Xiao Nao, the daughter of a brother of mine."

(End of this chapter)