Mrs. Mo looked at the girl walking towards her, squinted her deep and kind eyes, and looked Chu Jin from beginning to end.

The little girl in front of her had black hair and picturesque eyebrows. Her obedient look was so rare.

Then his eyes fell on the blood jade bracelet on her wrist, and nodded with satisfaction, and the soft color in his eyes almost overflowed.

"A Jin," Aunt Tong got up and pulled Chu Jin's hand directly, "Come on, let's sit here."

Aunt Tong directly pressed Chu Jin to Mrs. Mo and sat down.

"A Jin, right?" Mrs. Mo happily took Chu Jin's hand and said with a loving look on her face. "Zhixuan finally brought you back. Seeing that this little face is tender, she can pinch out water..."

Chu Jin's face was a little red. I have to say that Mrs. Mo was completely different from what she imagined.

In her impression, such a wealthy mistress is both old-fashioned and serious. Why is Mrs. Mo's style of painting a bit...again?

Aunt Tong quickly peeled an imperial tangerine and handed it to Chu Jin, "A Jin, don't be restrained, just think this is your own family, we are all our own people."

"Thank you Aunt Tong," Chu Jin took the Emperor Orange and peeled it half and put it in his mouth, thanking him politely.

"This kid, why are you polite to Aunt Tong?" Aunt Tong said angrily.

"Qingqing," Mrs. Mo looked at Mo Qingyi, "Don't stand there stupidly, pour a glass of water for your sister-in-law."

"Oh, okay mom." Mo Qingyi's expression still looked a little depressed, and she had not yet recovered from the news that Brother Jin became a sister-in-law.

My sister-in-law cursed her for a short life.

She doesn't want Brother Jin to become a short-lived ghost...

In fact, pouring water could have been left to the servants. The reason why Mrs. Mo asked Mo Qingyi to pour it was entirely for the others in the house to see it.

She wanted everyone else to know that she liked this daughter-in-law very much, and she wanted everyone to announce Chu Jin's identity in another way.

Sure enough, as soon as the words were finished, the other servants in the house looked at Chu Jin, and their heads were lowered even lower.

study.

"Brother Ninth, the leader of the clan meant to let you go back to the overall sovereignty earlier," Jiazhuo glanced at Mo Zhixuan and continued, "Since you left, the ancient martial arts world and the underworld have been eyeing our supernatural world. They may at any time raise troops to invade us..."

Moreover, she had just seen the eldest prince of the Netherworld, Gan Mingxie, in the living room of the Mo family. This was not a good sign.

That's right, how could Gan Mingxie appear in the Mo family?

Jiazhuo smiled, then said unintentionally, "Brother Jiu, I just saw Gan Mingxie in the living room. What is he coming to you for?"

They didn't take the ancient martial arts world or the Netherworld seriously, just because they were afraid that the two would join forces. At that time, the troops would be at the city and the two forces would form a force.

The consequences will be unimaginable.

"He and I knew each other well, what do you ask about this?"

"I just think that at this time, it is not a wise move for you to interact with people from the underworld." Jiazhuo continued, "Brother Nine, I hope you can go back to the superpower realm with me now."

Mo Zhixuan picked up the brush on the table and practiced calligraphy without raising his head, saying, "You are here... for this?"

There is no emotion in the low voice.

Some are annoyed, some are angry, nothing at all.

His voice was as light as a calm lake.

"Yes," Jiazhu didn't care about Mo Zhixuan's attitude at all, and then said, "Brother Ninth, I hope you can go back with me this time, inherit the ceremony as soon as possible, and ascend to the throne!"

I am afraid that no one can sit in the supreme position in the supernatural realm, except for the person in front of you.

Only this person has firmly settled in that position and other small worlds dare not attack easily.

This person is not in the superpower realm for one day, and the people's hearts in the superpower realm will not be stable.

There was still no wave in Mo Zhixuan's lower phoenix eyes. He wrote and wrote very seriously on the rice paper, "Gazhuo, do you think I will go back?"

If he wanted to go back, he would have gone back with Zhou Xunian as early as when Zhou Xunian had arrived.

Why bother to this day?

That position may be supreme in the eyes of others, but in his eyes, it is worthless.

"Brother Ninth," Jiazhu looked at Mo Zhixuan with a regretful face, "Are you really wanting to be so heartless? Do you really want to ignore the life and death of the supernatural world?"

As soon as Jia Zhuo finished speaking, he seemed to have calculated it. Mo Zhixuan just finished his pen and looked up at Jia Zhuo. His tone was cold and ruthless, "What does life and death in the supernatural world have to do with me?"

There is one more word on the originally clean rice paper, which is majestic and agile.

His handwriting is refreshing and thick, with his pen moving in a dragon and snake manner, his ink and ink are horizontal, and his brushwork is vigorous and free, without any restraint. He even goes down the whole line with a cool atmosphere.

Just like his whole body, he is noble and cold, and is born with a domineering aura.

Upon hearing this, Jiazhuo took two steps back uncontrollably, his face slightly pale, "Brother Jiu, the supernatural realm is also your hometown after all, you can't just watch it and be divided by other forces!"

A trace of cold curve appeared on the corner of Mo Zhixuan's mouth. He looked at Jiazhuo and said word by word, "Why can't it?"

The deep phoenix eyes were not warm at all.

The facial features seemed to be covered with a deep layer of frost, which made people shudder and unable to breathe.

"Brother Jiu, you..." Jiazhuo looked at Mo Zhixuan in front of him, and his blood flowed backwards, and said in disbelief, "Brother Jiu, are you kidding, right?"

The ninth brother she remembered was not such a cold-blooded and ruthless person.

In her impression, Brother Jiu could give up everything for the sake of the supernatural power world!

In her impression, Brother Ninth could once slaughter a whole city by himself for the sake of the supernatural power world!

Brother Jiu is the belief in the hearts of everyone in the supernatural world!

Now, this faith has completely given up on the supernatural realm. How should they go in the future?

"Just kidding?" Mo Zhixuan's mouth raised a sarcastic arc, "Do you think that incident seventeen years ago is also a joke?"

"That thing seventeen years ago?" Jiazhuo looked up at Mo Zhixuan as if he had grasped some point, "Brother Ninth, you have forgotten a lot of that thing, okay? Moreover, I didn't know about that thing back then. If I were..."

"Because you don't know," Mo Zhixuan interrupted her directly, "You can stand in front of me so safely now. The Great Elder is very smart and knows to push you juniors forward."

Mo Zhixuan's attitude was very hard.

Things seem to have no place to turn around.

But Jiazhuo had not given up completely. She knew that Jiu Ge was particularly good at knowing that he had a sense of arrogant blood in his bones, and could not tolerate betrayal or anyone else's slander.

He would definitely not give up so easily about the supernatural power world that gave birth to him and raised him.

Take this kind of thing slowly. I believe that one day, Brother Jiu will follow him back to the superpower realm.

"Brother Jiu, I heard that Sister Chu Yi is with you, is this?" The persuasion failed, so Jiazhuo had to bring the topic to Zheng Chuyi.

After all, Zheng Chuyi was once a person who had a engagement with Brother Jiu and loved deeply.

Maybe we can use Zheng Chuyi to let Brother Jiu return to the supernatural realm.

She didn't take the low-level secular man just now seriously. The person with low bloodline was not worthy of Brother Jiu at all.

Even if Brother Jiu was confused in this secular world and married that secular person, he would not be able to bring back the supernatural world.

There is only one person in the superpower world who can be worthy of Brother Jiu, that is, the Destiny Girl with the bloodline of fire.

How could the superpower world tolerate a small ordinary person to be the mother of the world?

"Well, here, you're here. When you go back, take her back to the superpower realm." Mo Zhixuan's tone was faint, as if he was talking about another irrelevant person.

If it weren't for Zheng Zilong's sake, Zheng Chuyi would have been expelled from the Mo family long ago.

Otherwise, how could Zheng Chuyi stay in the Mo family until today without any harm?

As long as Zheng Chuyi stays in this secular world for one day, he has the obligation to protect her safety.

This is a responsibility.

A responsibility to the deceased.

"No," Jiazhuo shook his head, "I can't go back now."

She cannot go back until she completes the task assigned to her by the Great Elder.

"By the way," Jiazhuo continued, "Brother Jiu, what happened to that vulgar man just now?"

Jiazhuo asked clearly.

"Oh, I forgot to introduce it to you. She is my fiancée and your ninth sister-in-law," Mo Zhixuan looked as usual, and his words were very rigorous, and there was no joking at all.

"Sister-in-law Jiu?" Jia Zhuo frowned slightly, "Brother Jiu, are you afraid you are confused? How can a small vulgar person bear the ninth sister-in-law Jiu? Moreover, now that Sister Chu Yi lives here, are you not afraid that Sister Chu Yi will be sad when you bring this vulgar person to your home in such a noble way? Where are you trying to put Sister Chu Yi like this?"
Chapter completed!