The Yuncang Sword Sect has taken in and raised many children. Generally, if the parents' names are unknown when the child is taken in, the disciple who took him in will give him a new name.
But his name seems to have nothing to do with Qi Yuan, let alone Shen Yun; it was something he brought with him when he was wandering.
Ji Mo Fan had no memory of the origin of this name; it was as if it appeared out of thin air. He inexplicably knew that his name was Ji Mo Fan, and even knew that his surname was Ji Mo instead of Ji.
The case is finally solved; it turns out that the surname comes from Xihe's mother.
Most demons still live in matrilineal societies, so it's perfectly normal for an egg to take the mother's surname.
He couldn't help but touch the back of his neck, feeling somewhat embarrassed. "Should I return the name...?"
“It’s alright, you’re using it and it’s fine, let’s leave it at that.” Ji Mo Jueqian interrupted him, waving his hand, “Xihe sounds good too, I like it quite a bit as well.”
"It's just that I thought about your name quite a bit back then, so I'm a little unwilling to accept it."
“According to your human pronunciation, ‘Jimo’ sounds like ‘loneliness’, so I used ‘prosperity’ to break that meaning.”
Ji Mo Fan listened silently, unconsciously rereading what she had said in his mind.
"Yes, I like this name too." He looked up and smiled.
"If you like it, that's good. If you like it, it's a good name." Ji Mo Jueqian is a very easygoing person. He dares to love and hate and doesn't do anything petty. "Also, you asked Xihe to come to me and asked for our help. I agreed on behalf of the demon race."
"Even if we can't get everyone to respond, at least 80% of the demon race can obey my orders now."
Although Ji Mo Fan had already heard from Xi He how domineering her mother was, he was still surprised to see it with his own eyes.
Just as they were talking, a violent tremor suddenly came from outside.
The expressions of the people in the conversation all changed, and they rushed out of the door almost at the same time, looking up at the sky above.
Layers of water ripple-like patterns appeared on the semi-transparent protective cover of the Chaoming Hall.
Ji Mo Fan frowned.
The protective formation he just set up should be at its strongest right now, so how could it be shaken so easily by a little impact?
"Boom!"
Another earth-shattering roar crashed down on them, and the protective array of the sect trembled visibly, almost unable to withstand the attack from above, as if it would crack open at any moment.
“It’s not an aftershock,” Ji Mo Jueqian said. “They’re deliberately attacking this place.”
The others were clearly aware of this possibility as well.
“Qu Jin…” Qi Yuan unconsciously clenched her fists, her eyebrows even standing up.
My fist, which was clenched so tightly it was almost trembling, was suddenly enveloped by another soft hand.
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