Cannon Fodder is No Longer with Me

    Only, the more white one guessed the process, but did not guess the result.

    Ying Tianhai and his wife went to Tianji Building.

    There is reportedly some conflict between the two sides.

    Ying Tianhai and his wife left the Tianji Building.

    Ying Tianhai and his wife spent a lot of energy to find the more white place.

    Mu Xing looked calmly at the big beauty who was holding his hand and crying like pear blossoms and rain.

    A quarter of an hour ago.

    Mu Xing is picking flowers.

    The plum blossoms in the yard of the mansion are all blooming, Mu Xing picked some good ones and let the kitchen make small snacks.

    Ying Tianhai appeared in front of him with a woman, without disturbing anyone in the house.

    When the woman saw Mu Xing, her eyes were red, and she stared at Mu Xing with tears in her eyes.

    Mu Xing knew who she was. From the memory of the dream, he had seen this woman - the mother of this body, Ying Tianhai's Taoist companion, Fairy Lingyue.

    Seeing that Mu Xing's expression was flat, Ying Tianhai coughed: "Have you seen your mother yet?"

    "Mother?" Mu Xing tilted his head and glanced at the woman, then turned his head and cut a blooming red plum with scissors.

    "You!" Ying Tianhai was about to get angry, and Ling Yue held him back.

    She walked in front of Mu Xing and looked at him tenderly and lovingly: "You, your name is Mu Xing, right? You really look like me. You are not an orphan, you are mine Child. I..."

    As she spoke, she began to cry.

    While crying, she also pulled Mu Xing's sleeve and cried for a quarter of an hour.

    She said that when she gave birth to Mu Xing, she lost him because of some misunderstandings.

    She said she had missed him all these years.

    She said that he was not an orphan, but the child of Immortal Yudao and Fairy Lingyue, with a noble birth.

    For the sake of her good looks, Mu Xing listened patiently for a while.

    But it was really endless. He took back his sleeves, took two steps back, and opened the distance from Fairy Lingyue.

     Fairy Lingyue was startled, she raised her head.

    The calm and indifference on the boy's face stung him thoroughly.

    "I, I know, you resent me and your father in your heart. But can you give us a chance to make up for you?" She said earnestly.

    Mu Xing shook his head: "You are mistaken."

     Fairy Lingyue hurriedly said, "We won't admit it wrong. Your father and I confirmed your identity before we came here."

    "Oh?"

    The questioner was indifferent, but the listener froze in place.

    How to confirm?

    She dug out this son's spiritual root with her own hands, and now, this spiritual root is well in another child's body.

    She only needs to use a little method to determine where the true master of the spirit root is.

    How would she say this?

    Mu Xing didn't care when she saw that she stopped talking. He weighed the plum blossoms in his arms and realized that he was almost done, so he ignored the two and walked into the house by himself.

    As I walked, I remembered something, and said, "You either hurry up, or if you want to come in, go out, pay a serious visit, and come in again. It is very rude to break into the master's house so suddenly. ."

    Ling Yue and Ying Tianhai stood there, watching his back.

    He actually thought that the two of them were like air and entered the room without looking back.

    Ling Yue suddenly had infinite panic in her heart.

    "Brother Hai..." She looked at her Taoist companion a little at a loss, "This child..."

    Before she came, she thought of many possibilities. The best thing is that this child longs for his parents, and is excited to recognize them, and everyone is happy.

    The worst thing is that Mu Xing resents them and regards them as enemies.

    But the child in front of him treated them politely and alienatedly, like a stranger you see everywhere on the street.

    The most terrifying thing is that Mu Xing's politeness and alienation are not fake.

    He really doesn't take them seriously, and he doesn't take "biological parents" seriously at all.

    She tried to get a little support from her husband, but Ying Tianhai looked at Mu Xing's back, and there was a hint of admiration on his face: "The heart of Tao is hard, and it is not moved by external things. It's my son."

    "Who is your son, Ying Tianhai, who allowed you to come to my house to fart?" A lazy voice came from outside the door.

    Mu Xing, who had just inserted a few plum blossoms, heard the movement and walked out of the room.

    "Master!" He shouted happily, "You are back."

    The more white, the more slowly walked in from the outside.

    The more white, the more he noticed something, and wanted to leave, but it was too late.

    "Drinking again?" Mu Xing stared at him, "It's still the spirit wine of the cultivation world. Master, don't you want to get hurt?"

    The more white and dry smile: "I just took a sip, just one sip."

    The little apprentice didn't say anything serious, just stared at him silently with those clear eyes.

    Yue Fubai was quickly defeated and admitted: "Well, more than one sip, I drank a small pot."

    As he spoke, he felt aggrieved: "My teacher is a demon! Such a drink won't affect my injury. Little Xingxing, you can tell from the name of my teacher that in life, How can there be no wine..."

    Mu Xing turned his head and left.

    Seems to be a little angry.

    The more white, the complexion suddenly changed, he raised his foot to catch up, and said: "Okay, I won't drink, until I get better, I won't drink it..."

    Ying Tianhai and Lingyue stood in the yard, silently watching the intimate interaction between the master and the apprentice.

    The two seemed to treat them like air, without even looking at them.

    Ling Yue's tears suddenly fell.

    She suddenly understood what Mu Xing's previous sentence "I have no parents, only master" means.

    But even so, she still walked in with Ying Tianhai and Master Mu Xing.

    The more white she sat on the chair, Mu Xing came up with two cups of tea.

    The more white a cup is, the more he has a cup.

    Seeing these two people coming in, he was stunned for a moment, and his gaze became more and more white.

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    He said again: "There are guests coming, Yin Lin, serve tea."

    The tea that my apprentice made is not yours, hehe.

    Ying Tianhai and his wife: "…"

    Ying Tianhai is not someone who is serious about these little things.

    He said directly: "The more white you are, Mu Xing is my son."

    Mu Xing sat quietly on the side as a tool man, the master just whispered to him, let him sit and listen, everything has him.

    The more white and the whiter, blew the tea foam, and said lazily: "Oh? Is that so? How did you know?"

    Ying Tianhai said in a deep voice, "I have my own way to confirm."

    The more white and white snorted: "How to confirm? I confirmed that my little star was a little beggar in the mortal world when I was picked up, and there is no spiritual root in the body? Or use..."