Chapter 025 Chapter 25

As the saying goes, if you don't do it, you won't die. Lin Xuan deeply understood this sentence.

Some time ago, Lin Xuan designed a character named Mei Niang, who is a famous actress in the theater. Adhering to the idea that she should have a tragic past, Lin Xuan wrote a lot of sad and bloody background stories for Mei Niang, and then posted them online. She was originally a famous wife in the circle, and many fans complained in the comment area that she was heartless and how could she be so cruel to her own child.

Even her friend Fang Ying couldn't help but write a short essay to accuse her after seeing it, and then sent her a bunch of heart-warming videos such as "If OC really exists, what would she say to you?"

"You've changed. Didn't you say you were a staunch sweetheart? How come you suddenly learned how to use a knife? You wanted to find a soulmate but ended up living a lonely life. The theater you wanted to protect ended up getting burned down. Woohoo, Xuanxuan, you have no heart."

"Hey."

In fact, Lin Xuan herself felt that she had written a bit too tragically, and felt a little sorry for Mei Niang. Perhaps she dreamed about something she thought about during the day, and she had a dream that night. In the dream, Mei Niang sat there silently, looking lonely. She was wearing a costume, and behind her was the theater engulfed in flames.

Seeing this scene, Lin Xuan's heart started beating fast. In the character story, Mei Niang cared most about this theater in her life, but now it was burned down by a fire just like the ending of the story.

Lin Xuan's conscience was madly condemning her. She had created the character of Mei Niang herself, and she loved her very much. She had also personally caused all the sufferings that Mei Niang had endured in the past.

After waking up, the feeling of regret and guilt lingered in my heart for a long time.

Lin Xuan wanted to do something for Mei Niang. She dug out the documents and tried to rewrite a happy past for Mei Niang. However, when she was writing, her ideas were flowing, but now her mind was blank and she had no idea where to start. She wrote several versions but none of them were satisfactory, so she let it go.

Later, while surfing the Internet, Lin Xuan came across a post by a "dream master". The man claimed that he could help guide souls and let clients communicate with the people they wanted to meet in their dreams. Lin Xuan was dismissive of this at first, as it looked like a scam to deceive children. But thinking of Mei Niang in her dream, she became a little hesitant.

Mei Niang...if possible, Lin Xuan really wanted to have a good talk with her, try her best to make up for her, and ask her what kind of past she wanted.

After hesitating for a long time, Lin Xuan finally decided to give it a try. After all, 50 cents a time is not expensive, and if she was cheated, she would just treat it as buying spicy noodles.

The other party quickly accepted her friend request. After asking for the character settings and the story, the dream master sent her a picture and asked her to put it on the bedside. Lin Xuan did so, and she really dreamed of Mei Niang that night.

At first, Mei Niang was very gentle to her. Even though she knew that her suffering was caused by the person in front of her, she just reached out and touched her head and asked her if she wanted to learn to sing opera. Lin Xuan nodded repeatedly. She was originally interested in opera, but she couldn't learn it because of the pressure from her parents.

"Later, I followed Mei Niang to learn opera singing in my dreams. One day, she suddenly asked me if I wanted to experience the stories I wrote. At that time, I felt very sorry for her and agreed with guilt." Lin Xuan covered her face and cried: "Who knew that Mei Niang would change her face immediately, and then it became like this. I know that she actually resented me in her heart."

Xun Lan sighed softly, hugged Lin Xuan and comforted her softly. "Don't think like that, this has nothing to do with you. Mei Niang's suffering is the arrangement of fate, you just happened to capture a certain fragment of her life. Mei Niang doesn't hate you."

"Wuwuwu, but you are not Mei Niang, how do you know what she is thinking?"

Xun Lan was speechless and opened his mouth for a long time but no words came out.

Mo Xuanji silently integrated the information in his mind.

A dreamer, a dreamer... Could it be the nightmare that escaped? Mo Xuanji quickly rejected this conjecture. Although both of them pull people into dreams, their manifestations are different.

"This Mei Niang is probably not the character you created." The weird stench was almost unbearable. How could a person create something weird? "Now it is very likely that the weird... the evil spirit entered your dream with Mei Niang's shell on its head."

"Monster...evil monster!" Lin Xuan's face turned pale.

Without giving them too much time to think, the opening gong sounded, the drum beats gradually became more rapid, and the surrounding scene changed rapidly with the sound. It was like suddenly entering a two-dimensional space, and everything around them turned into dark and rough lines. They broke, twisted, and rotated, forming another scene. The gongs and drums stopped, and the world returned to three dimensions.

A female voice sang: "But it is said that the young lady, only 28 years old, was so distracted by a piece of opera~"

Lin Xuan's costumes turned into casual clothes, which were also from the last century.

"It's Mei Niang's voice." She whispered.

"Don't be afraid." Xun Lan protected her behind him.

This seemed to be a garden. A man dressed as a military officer came forward. His facial features were a mess of lines. He spoke in an operatic voice: "Mei Niang, I like you. Will you be my wife?"

In the story, this part is about the officer falling in love with Mei Niang at first sight, and coming to the garden to find Mei Niang and confess his love to her.

Several paper figures emerged from the cracks in the ground, twisting and fluttering, transforming into maids and servants whispering to each other.

"Mei Niang is so lucky to be favored by this gentleman..."

"Help, help!" Lin Xuan was terrified. In the story, Mei Niang would reject the officer's confession, and then the officer would pursue Mei Niang passionately, and she would not be able to shake him off no matter what she did. In the end, she got angry and raped her. When she wrote it, she thought the story was damn sweet, but now she only thinks it's scary. She regretted it. If she wanted to write about the knife, she should have written about the knife. Why did she mix some bloody and domineering literature into it?

Seeing that "Mei Niang" still refused to agree, the officer did not lose heart and invited her again. However, it was as if he had lost his patience. Every time she refused, he would turn into a paper man step by step, and the lines on his body would become restless.

After not getting a response for the tenth time, the paper officer became angry and said, "How can you reject my courtship? You should have agreed to my proposal. Woman, don't even think about falling into the arms of another man except me!"

Lin Xuan covered her face and said, "I'm sorry, I also wrote this line."

The maids and servants who were watching turned back into paper figures and followed the officer to attack the three people in the middle.

White pieces of paper came at them from all sides.

"ah!!!"

Mo Xuanji sighed softly, and the fan was gradually covered with a layer of fiery red light. As it waved, the paper figures were cut in half.

Xun Lan took out a pair of large scissors as long as his arm from somewhere, and cut the slip of paper that was extended to him with a click.

The officer wanted to reach out his paper-like hand to touch her, but was cut off by Xun Lan with a look of disgust on his face: "Don't even think about touching her!"

"My wife, Mei Niang!" "Swish!"

The officer seemed to be immortal. No matter if he was cut into pieces by scissors or burned to ashes by fire, he would quickly recover when the wind blew. He continued to repeat the process of confession - rejection - madness like a set machine.

"This person is really persistent." Xun Lan panted tiredly.

Is this the protagonist's halo? Damn, it's not over yet! Mo Xuanji looked calm on the surface, but he was actually madly flipping the table. He turned his eyes to the ethereal red veil. This was Lin Xuan's dream. As an ordinary person, she couldn't bear the feeling of being burned by flames, and he couldn't break it by force like before.

Originally, Mo Xuanji planned to kill the male protagonist who was driving the story forward, in order to interrupt the story. Unexpectedly, under the protection of the protagonist's halo, this guy was simply an indestructible cockroach.

"Since the characters in the story cannot be killed, what about the person who created it all?"

Xun Lan raised his head: "Mei Niang?"

"Yes. If I'm not mistaken, she is the core of the dream space. After killing her, you can naturally escape."

Xun Lan and Lin Xuan looked at each other and saw the light in each other's eyes.

"What should we do? Should we go look for Mei Niang?" Lin Xuan asked hurriedly.

Xun Lan thought for a moment: "No need. Mei Niang loves the stage very much. She would go on stage and sing a few lines every time the show started these days. We just need to wait for the plot to come." After saying this, she looked at Mo Xuanji hesitantly: "Can you beat it?"

Mo Xuanji cut through the strange pieces of paper and smiled faintly: "Yes."

After the "male protagonist" was chopped into pieces once again, the surrounding environment finally changed. The view suddenly darkened, and just like before, with the sound of gongs and drums at the beginning, the scene returned to the stage. Lin Xuan disappeared in an instant, and Mo Xuanji and Xun Lan appeared in the audience again.

The heavy red curtain was pulled apart, and the red gauze fell all over the sky, transforming into a woman in red costume on the stage. She sang in a humming voice, and slowly stood up and faced the audience. The audience cheered.

During the movement, a crystal was faintly revealed on Mei Niang's abdomen. The strange crystals seemed to be impossible to hide, which was their fatal weakness.

Right now!

A blazing red sword energy slashed towards the crystal, but Mei Niang dodged it with a twist of her waist. The sword energy cut through the curtain behind her, revealing Lin Xuan, who was also wearing a costume. She stood there stiffly as if she was frozen, maintaining the posture of going on stage. She was unable to move, and her eyes were full of panic. After seeing Mo Xuanji and Xun Lan, she barely regained her composure.

It's going to be okay.

"I will deal with the evil spirits, and you go save people." After saying that, Mo Xuanji flew onto the stage and attacked Mei Niang's vital points directly.

A smile appeared on Mei Niang's made-up face. She didn't stop talking, but folded her hands. The audience in the stage turned into paper again, waving like ribbons and stabbing at her, trying to wrap around Mo Xuanji's body.

Xunlan had already saved Lin Xuan. She held the big scissors in both hands and protected Lin Xuan behind her.

"Don't be afraid. I won't let them hurt you."

"Wuwuwu Xunlan..."

"Sir, why bother me on my stage?" Mei Niang said slowly.

"Why do you have to wear someone else's skin?" Mo Xuanji didn't intend to waste time with it, and attacked the vital points with every move.

Mei Niang was much easier to deal with than Mengyan. She was shattered by Mo Xuanji after just a few moves. The strange thing was that it didn't die, but turned into a ball of purple energy and tried to escape. Mo Xuanji hit it hard on the head with a fan, and it lost consciousness on the spot.

The surrounding scene began to collapse, the ground began to shake, and a beam of light shone in from a distance. The three of them followed the light and found that the theater door was open, and there was a dazzling white light inside. Lin Xuan's intuition told her that as long as she stepped out of this door, she would wake up and return to the real world.

Lin Xuan took Xun Lan's hand and wanted to lead her to the door: "Xun Lan, we can return to reality after we go out here! By the way, can I add your contact information? I want to get to know you in reality. I really appreciate you accompanying me these days and encouraging me..."

No pulling. Lin Xuan looked back at her in confusion, but saw Xun Lan slowly pulling out his hand.

Xun Lan smiled, with encouragement and reluctance in her eyes. She bowed and made a familiar salute. This was the action that Mei Niang would do every time she opened the show.

"Miss Lin, I can only accompany you to this point. Please take care of yourself for the rest of your life."

Behind her was the gradually collapsing theater. This scene was exactly the same as the dream that Lin Xuan had at the beginning, except that this time Mei Niang was smiling.

At this moment, Lin Xuan finally realized something. Her cognition, which was affected by the strange energy, returned to normal. She shed tears and rushed to hug Xunlan tightly: "Xunlan, how could I forget..."

"There is a famous actress in Beijing. Mei Niang is a stage name. Her real name is Xunlan." The real Mei Niang has always been by Lin Xuan's side to protect her.

Mo Xuanji thought, as expected. At this time, he did not speak, but quietly walked aside to leave space for the two girls.

Lin Xuan was full of guilt: "Xunlan, I'm sorry. You are so good to me, but I arranged such a past for you..."

A slightly cold finger touched her lips. Lin Xuan looked up and saw that Xunlan had turned into Mei Niang's appearance without knowing when. This is also the most perfect look in Lin Xuan's mind.

Xunlan stopped Lin Xuan from saying the next word.

"No. I've said before that Mei Niang's experience was arranged by fate. Miss Lin just accidentally captured a certain part of Mei Niang's life and presented it."

Xun Lan smiled slightly and put his hand on his heart: "In fact, I have never resented the suffering, nor have I ever blamed Miss Lin. I am very happy that someone can see this past and understand me personally. I can feel that Miss Lin really loves me."

Lin Xuan lay in her arms and cried loudly. She could feel Xunlan's body disappearing.

"It is a blessing to meet Miss Lin for a short time. The confidant I want is right in front of me." She looked at Lin Xuan seriously: "My wish in this life has come true. I am very happy."

A confidant may not be a man, but a confidant.

"Miss Lin, live a good life with this part of me after you go back."

"Okay."

Xunlan disappeared with the theater.

Lin Xuan wiped her tears and stood up. She looked at Mo Xuanji: "Are you going to disappear too?"

Obviously, she regarded Mo Xuanji as the same as Xunlan.

Mo Xuanji smiled at her without explaining: "Go back quickly, your family is waiting for you."

When Lin Xuan woke up, she found herself in her mother's arms. She looked like she hadn't rested for a long time, with dark circles under her eyes and a haggard face.

"Mom?" Lin Xuan was shocked.

"Xuanxuan!" Mother Lin hugged her daughter in surprise: "You scared me to death. Have you been under too much pressure from studying these days? Can I give you a few more days off? What do you want to eat and drink? Are you hungry now? Mom will cook for you."

"Sorry, Mom, I made you worry."

Hearing the voice in the room, Mo Xuanji leaned against the wall and smiled.

"This little girl is quite talented. Maybe she will be your junior sister in the future." The system sighed.

Mo Xuanji picked up the purple energy ball in his hand. The little thing was still struggling desperately.

"It's half demonic, and it's still alive even though the crystal was broken. What on earth is this thing?"

The crystal breaking seemed to have a great impact on it. It couldn't turn back into a human form, and it no longer had the ability to speak.

"This little thing is a dream demon, the juvenile form of a nightmare." The system said.

"The juvenile form of a nightmare, so the nightmare is actually a demon? But the one we met in the Happy Community was obviously a weird one..."

…

“Come on, become one of us…”

…

Mo Xuanji raised his head suddenly, and the system chuckled in his consciousness: “It seems that you have guessed it.”

After thinking for a moment, Mo Xuanji left quickly.

Zhao Wencheng wiped it on his apron. After receiving the order, he pretended to be a vendor and squatted here for a day. The target came out to buy food in the morning. Now the sun is about to set, and the target has not come out again.

“My mother, she is really good at staying at home.” He shook his head with emotion, turned his head and prepared to continue making wontons, but he was caught off guard and met the target person he had been thinking about.

“Good evening.” Yuheng showed a gentle smile. “What are you looking at?”

“!!!!!!” The soul was scared to death! When did he leave? I didn't even feel his presence. "No, no, no, no! Are you still buying wontons?"

"No. I need your help with this." With a flick of the fan, a purple energy body wrapped like a dumpling appeared on the stove.

Zhao Wencheng's eyes widened instantly: "Dream demon?! No, why is there a strange breath... eh!"

It's over! It blew up! Zhao Wencheng closed his eyes in despair. He heard Yuheng's chuckle.

"Comrade, you've made a hard trip. A guy who claims to be a dream master set a trap on the Internet and released dream demons into other people's dreams. Now I've caught one, and the rest depends on you."

"Ah? Hey? Hey? Hey?" Zhao Wencheng was stunned. "What does this mean?"

"When the masses encounter difficulties, they can ask the police uncle for help, right?" The guy who seemed to be old enough to be the ancestor of a person kept calling the police uncle. This scene was quite shocking. Zhao Wencheng's not very smart brain was working frantically.

Although the Superpower Bureau did not have an open organization, everyone unanimously recognized its status in the inner world.

The other party called themselves the masses, which basically made their position clear. After thinking it through, Zhao Wencheng showed a sincere smile on his face. He took over the dream demon and the clues, and immediately reported them to the higher-ups in front of Yuheng.

Mo Xuanji breathed a sigh of relief quietly. This time he took the initiative to show goodwill to the authorities and make his position clear. As a new-era successor to the Communist Party who has been disciplined and law-abiding since childhood, he really cannot accept being monitored by his own people like a potential dangerous element. It is not easy for him, and the authorities are wasting manpower and resources. It is better to talk about it as soon as possible.

……

The next day. Lin Xuan posted a short comic on her account.

The existence of the mysterious boss and Xun Lan was like a flash in the pan. After Lin Xuan woke up, she could no longer find any trace of their real existence. Lin Xuan didn't know how long this memory would last, so she decided to draw all of this experience overnight while she still remembered it.

Not long after the short comic was posted, the popularity rose sharply.

[Wow, is Madam also following this comic? The mysterious boss is simply a fairy product! ]

"Huh?" Comic? What comic?

[Wow, wow, wow, I thought it was Liuhe who drew the single-player plot of the mysterious boss, but after a closer look, it turned out to be a fan work! Is the second creation so popular now? Worship Madam! 】

【The boss makes people feel safe wherever he appears】

Comics? Liuhe?

Lin Xuan was a little confused. She sent a private message to a netizen in the comment area to ask about the comics. The other party thought she was playing a joke, and finally, under her sincere inquiry, the other party sent her a link to the comics with half-belief and half-doubt.

The comic is called "Don't Ask the Secret". On the cover, the three protagonists are looking at the camera, and there is a person behind them with his back to them. The person is holding a fan in his hand and half of his face is faintly turned to the side. Based on his feeling, Lin Xuan recognized that this is the boss in the dream.

She was already stupid.

What is going on? A character in a comic that she has never seen before, entered her dream and saved her?

Then, will Xunlan... thinking so, she quickly opened the browser and typed in Xunlan's name. She thought that the first thing she would search would be the character story she wrote, but the first result that popped up in the browser search made Lin Xuan stunned on the spot.

It was a character introduction, and next to it was a black and white photo taken in the last century.

"!!!!"

...

Mo Xuanji was bored and flipping through his mobile phone. By the way, this mobile phone was sent by the official two days ago. There are also several official contact information stored in it.

Anyway, she was free, so Mo Xuanji updated the comics that she had missed before. When she saw the netizens' speculations about Zhu Changan's big eater competition, she couldn't help but feel that it was a bit outrageous.

"Chang'an is definitely a human. I can still tell whether he is a human or a demon. He doesn't have any demonic aura at all." Mo Xuanji followed behind the row of [I can't figure it out, put an eye.jpg] and added [+1]. Very good, keep the formation.

The system hesitated: "Could it be that this child has something that can hide his aura?"

"It's not impossible." Mo Xuanji took a sip from the teacup and couldn't help complaining: "But is there really someone who doesn't know that he is a demon?"

The system's tone was a little strange: "Yes, there really can't be someone who doesn't know that he is a demon?"

Mo Xuanji wanted to say something, but suddenly he was refreshed: "I can sense my original body, I'll go back and take a look."

"Go." The system's voice was full of expectation.

Mo Xuanji felt his soul fall back to earth. He opened his eyes and saw Zhu Chang'an's big face appear in front of him. He was worried, with dark circles under his eyes. When he saw Mo Xuanji wake up, he was stunned for two seconds, and the worry on his face turned into surprise. He ran out and shouted: "Xuanji is awake!"

"You finally woke up." Shen Liuxue pushed the door open. She looked at him seriously, but the next second she seemed to be unable to hold back, and her expression softened a little.

Mo Xuanji felt that his perspective was a little strange. He had to tilt his neck to barely see them... Wait, tilt his neck?

He widened his eyes. Something seemed a little wrong.

"Ji?" Why are you two so big? Who used the shrinking array on me again?

As soon as the voice came out, everyone in the ward fell silent. Mo Xuanji reached out to touch his mouth in disbelief. When he saw his hand clearly, Mo Xuanji's brain crashed on the spot.

Zhu Changan's eyes wandered and he dared not look directly at it. He coughed dryly and silently took two steps back. A smile flashed in Shen Liuxue's eyes, and he took out a mirror from his pocket and placed it in front of Mo Xuanji.

Mo Xuanji's soul lost color.

There was no figure of him, Mo Xuanji, in this mirror.

Only a furry and pure white ball appeared in it.

Oh, to be more specific, it was a ball with a pointed triangular mouth, beautiful tail feathers on the buttocks, and a fat and furry body!

"Actually, your original form is quite...handsome." Shen Liuxue tried to suppress her smile. No wonder Mo Xuanji would hide her identity as a demon. A cold-faced cool guy has such a soft and cute original form. If it were her, she would also try her best to hide it from anyone.

However, could Xuanji also mean Xiaoji, who is so cute? A magical idea slipped through her cerebral cortex.

The little bird in the mirror opened its mouth blankly.

"Who, who is this? Is this me? No, no, no, no, this is not me. This must be someone's prank!" Mo Xuanji screamed in her heart.

The system laughed crazily in its consciousness in a very wicked way: "Hahahahahahahahaha no way no way, there really is no one who doesn't know that he is a demon?" "Tsk tsk tsk, I can still tell whether it is a human or a demon~~~"

For the first time, the desire to kill the system reached its peak.

Mo Xuanji buried his head in his wings, not wanting to face this miserable fact again.

He understood, he understood everything.

Why can he rub out a feather every month from childhood to adulthood? Because he is not a human, this feather is probably replaced by his original body.

Why is it that he runs and climbs trees so fast from childhood to adulthood? Which bird is not fast when climbing a tree? Which flying bird is slow? Grandma... Grandma knows that he is a demon? Do you know? Otherwise, why do you like to call him "Jizi" since he was a child.

He grew up among humans, and his grandmother's constant nonsense made it easy for him to ignore his own abnormality. For 18 years, he firmly believed that he was a human. Now the evidence is irrefutable, and he can't escape reality. Mo Xuanji let out a long breath.

When I took the deed, Boss Yan said that I had to input demonic power to open it. Now I think there was no need to panic at that time. "System, so you actually know that I am from the demon clan, right? If nothing unexpected happens, Yuheng must not be a human, right? You modeled it after a demon, right?"

The system coughed twice: "Ahem, yes. But you didn't ask. In fact, whether you want to be a human or a demon, the result is the same. You don't have demonic energy, so as long as you don't reveal your true form, no one can find out that you are not a human. It's even easier to be a demon. Once your true form is revealed, who dares not to recognize you?"

Numb, destroy it. Mo Xuanji closed his eyes resignedly.

Ah, his cool and wild image is gone forever.

Looking at the autistic Xiaoji on the bed, Shen Liuxue whispered: "Xuanji, are you okay? If you don't want to, I will forget about what happened today."

"Me too!" Zhu Changan echoed from the side.

How could I forget such a thing!

Mo Xuanji moved his wings away and pretended to be calm: "Ji." It's okay. I don't care.

How could I not care! Crazy table flipping.jpg

As soon as the voice fell, the door of the ward was kicked open by someone and hit the wall with a loud "bang".

"Shen Linan! Where the hell did you hide our cubs!!"

The man was wearing a very neat and tidy ancient costume, decorated with some feathers. The clothes were very formal, but the way he wore them was a little too unconventional. It was obvious that most of his chest was exposed.

As the saying goes, a good man doesn't have a mistress. Ahem.

After the man came in, he scanned the room with his hawk-like sharp eyes, and finally fixed on the bed. The man gnashed his teeth, but in the next second he flashed over, picked up Mo Xuanji with a loving face, and looked back and forth.

"Fuck, it's really our Feather Clan's cub! Shen Linan, you are a conscienceless dog, you sent our cub out on a mission before he even reached adulthood? Look at the corners of his mouth, they are still tender yellow! You have no conscience!!!!" He roared wildly at the void.

A voice full of emotion and clear pronunciation of "Get lost!" came from the air.

Shen Liuxue and Zhu Changan stood aside and looked at this person silently, wanting to say something but stopping. Zhu Changan quietly pulled Shen Liuxue's sleeve and asked in a whisper: "Hey, Liuxue, is this really the acting chief of the Feather Clan?"

Shen Liuxue also answered in a whisper: "It seems so."

Although it is rumored that Yan, the second-in-command and acting chief of the demon clan, is cold and ruthless.

"Oh, baby, you have suffered a lot in these years of wandering outside..." "Ji..." Help... I am suffocating...

Ferocious and evil.

"Baby, do you want some candy? Grandpa has a lot of candy for little kids~" "Ji!" I think you look like a candy.

Well-educated and well-mannered.

"Damn Shen Linan, don't think I won't beat you just because you have a good relationship with our clan leader. Why is our kid so small, not even as big as my palm? Did you deduct his food?" "... Ji..." I'm really sorry that I'm small. It's okay, but why bother to explain it so clearly.

"...It may also be a fake." Shen Liuxue closed his eyes.

"Okay, okay, Sanhuo, let's meet at the old place later."

"My name is Yan, you illiterate!"

The existence named Shen Linan seemed to be angry and left, leaving a cold snort and never spoke again.

"Oh, kid didn't scare you just now? It's all because of that Shen who scared our kid. I said that no one with the surname Shen is a good person!"

Shen Liuxue, who also has the surname Shen, was hit by an arrow in the knee.

Mo Xuanji's expression was empty. With a "pop" sound, he pulled himself out of Yan's arms and hid far away.

Yan showed a hurt expression: "Wuwuwu, baby, don't stay so far away from grandpa."

The system laughed wildly in its consciousness, completely ignoring its own gentle and elegant settings.

Mo Xuanji's current body is not even sixty-six years old. His wings are floppy and have not yet fully developed. He can't fly even if he wants to, and can only run around on his two short legs. Yan, who has long arms, stretched out his hand and picked him up.

"Oh, kid, don't be angry. Grandpa is so excited to see a kid for the first time in three hundred years. Grandpa promises to stay calm and talk to you properly next time, ah~"

Is it an illusion? Why did he see pink flowers floating behind this person? Mo Xuanji was shocked. He turned his head and expressed his rejection with his body movements.

Although he could quickly accept the fact that he was a demon, it did not mean that Mo Xuanji could quickly accept a stranger calling himself grandpa. What's more, this guy looked only in his twenties.

Mo Xuanji struggled for a moment and finally chose to lie down. The light in his dark eyes disappeared.

Yan Xi held the little cub with a big smile, and turned around to look at the two people who were trying to reduce their presence: "Hey, you are my little cub's friends, right? Nice to meet you, what are your names?"

"Hello, my name is Zhu Changan."

"Changan, what a good name. What about you, little girl?" Oh, this little girl is really lovable, she has such a high level of cultivation at such a young age. I can take her as my disciple and teach her well after a while...

"...Shen Liuxue."

The acting clan leader who had just said "No one with the surname Shen is a good person" a few seconds ago kept a kind and gentle smile, and gradually lost color.

"..."

"..."

"..."

Mo Xuanji resigned himself to covering his face with his wings. Why, why every time, the style of these people is incompatible with his imagination. Why are they all more stupid than each other, what kind of world is this? No wonder the system only recognized him as the host!

Mo Xuanji suddenly had the illusion that everyone in the world was crazy, but he was the only one who was clear. Fortunately, his serious friends could still give him some psychological comfort.

"Ahem, the idle chat is over. Now let's talk about business."

Do you call that idle chat?

Yan coughed twice, cleared his throat, and said seriously: "Child, who did you grow up with these years? Are there any known blood relatives around you?"

"Ji...ji." I was raised by my grandmother. There are no blood relatives around me. Mo Xuanji answered seriously, and at this time he had no idea how cute he was in the eyes of others.

"Your grandmother..."

"Ji." I was picked up by my grandmother.

When he was a child, his grandmother always teased him, saying that he was hatched from a stone egg picked up from the mountain. He thought it was just a joke, but now it seems to be true.

Yan suddenly raised his head 45 degrees to the sky, and then wiped away his tears with his strong arms. He solemnly grasped Mo Xuanji's... two wing tips and said, "Child, you have suffered so much these years. It was our negligence that led to your loss. If you have any complaints about this, we will not say anything. We all hope that you can be healthy and happy."

To be honest, Yan also felt very strange. There were very few cubs born in their feather tribe, and every member of the tribe valued the cubs very much. It was impossible for them to keep silent after losing an egg. He had questioned every member of the tribe thoroughly before coming here (even if they were hung up and beaten), and no one admitted that they had lost an egg.

There aren't any members of the Feather Tribe who are stranded outside, right? Where did this little cub come from? This monster's body is really strange, and it's impossible to tell what kind of bird it is. Forget it, forget it, just treat it as my fault. I can't let the cub feel sad because he thinks he has no one to care about him.

Yan is already gearing up in his heart. After finding the little cub's parents, he will make sure to let them feel the "love" from the acting clan leader.

Mo Xuanji was stunned for a moment, then uncomfortably pulled back his wings and put them behind his back.

Shen Liuxue was thinking about something.

Zhu Changan used his voice again: "Do you understand what Xuanji is saying?"

Shen Liuxue shook his head solemnly.

She was not from the Feather Tribe, and could not understand the encrypted conversation at all. She decided that in order to communicate with her companions without any obstacles in the future, she would learn a few more words of the demon tribe language.

"Little cub, do you want to go back to the Feather Tribe's homeland? We all live together, it's very lively here."

Living together? Wouldn't it mean that you can run into your aunts, uncles, and grandmothers whenever you go out?

This is clearly hell for socially anxious people.

Mo Xuanji was about to shake his head to refuse, but what happened during this period of time made him think more.

The nightmare demon, and the dreamer behind it. These existences are lurking in the Internet like a big net.

At that time, Lin Xuan said that several orders were accepted at the same time under the post of the dream master. And the dream demon can only create a dream for one individual at a time. So it can be judged that the dream master has more than one dream demon under his command. If a large number of dream demons disappeared, it should alarm the demon clan, but these Tianmo Xuanji did not find any movement from the demon clan. This matter is likely to be the work of the demon clan.

Also, although it is unclear where the guy who initially shattered Fang Ying's protective mirror came from, he was definitely not a nightmare demon without the ability to attack.

There must be some secrets hidden in the demon tribe. In addition, as an ally, the demon tribe will also be a vital force in the fight against the end of the world in the future. He can't act arbitrarily according to his own preferences now.

No matter what, he should go and find out about the situation of the demon clan.

"Ji." I'll go, but not now.

Obviously Yan had anticipated this result, and he was not disappointed. He just reached out and rubbed Mo Xuanji's head: "Okay, after all, studies are the most important. So, when you want to come back, light this feather, and Grandpa will come to pick you up when he senses it."

As he spoke, he plucked a feather from his body. This green feather had a strange sheen.

Mo Xuanji accepted it and said that he already knew it.

"Hey~ So good~" Yan touched his little cub intoxicatedly, and then smiled at the three people... no, two people and one bird: "I'll have to trouble you two to take care of our cub in the future. I have some things to do right now, so I'll go first."

"Well! Goodbye, senior."

"grumble."