Ruoruo tilted her head: "Huh? But only my eldest brother, second brother, and third brother are Ruoruo's real brothers."
Yuebai replied very honestly, "He's not my biological brother, I picked him up."
Mo Jinyan instantly turned into a ball of fur, so angry that he flapped his wings and flew to the crossbeam, spitting a mouthful of Phoenix True Fire at Yue Bai.
"Well, you really have ulterior motives, deliberately trying to sow discord between me and Ruoruo."
Ruoruo threw out Wenshui to shield Yuebai from Mo Jinyan's attack.
Mo Jinyan's tiny, beady eyes widened instantly: "You're going to fight me for him? Yuebai! As expected of a fox, your methods of bewitching people are too much!"
"Third Brother!" Ruoruo said angrily, hands on her hips, "You almost burned my medicine."
Right next to Yuebai was the table where she kept some medicinal herbs.
"Hurry up and come down and help me breathe fire! Without your true fire, it's inconvenient for me to refine medicine." Ruoruo shouted, her eyes red. "Third Brother, didn't you say you liked Ruoruo the most and wanted to help her?"
Seeing that he seemed to have offended the young girl, Mo Jinyan took back the jar of sour water and quickly flapped his wings to fly down and apologize.
While breathing fire at Ruoruo, it glared fiercely at Yuebai and proudly raised its tail feathers.
"Hmph, see? I'm the brother Ruoruo needs the most. She can't live without me. You vixen, stay away from my Ruoruo." Mo Jinyan provocatively transmitted his voice to Yuebai.
Yuebai silently took a step back, lowered her head, and quietly processed the medicinal herbs without arguing.
Ruoruo felt a little embarrassed and quietly slipped a few bottles of pills to Yuebai, saying, "Third Brother didn't mean any harm, I'm sorry."
Yuebai nodded: "The Third Prince only cares about you, I understand, just like I care about Yuerou."
Ruoruo instantly felt a better impression of the moonlight.
Sure enough, even if the third brother knows a lot, he is not mature enough because he has not yet taken human form. The mature older brothers are still the most reliable.
The Underworld King watched as the little phoenixes were lit individually, completely unaware that his younger sister had already secretly sent gifts to others.
He shook his head with a slight look of disdain. "Sigh, you've become addicted to being a tinderbox, haven't you? Your little sister is about to be kidnapped by someone else."
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