Meow will farm

Chapter 397
He also learned that the location he was in was actually a temple.

As the heir of the demon king, is he a self-inflicted trap?

The man smiled self-deprecatingly, but he was also convinced that it is not suitable to stay here for a long time.

Looking at the little bun who trusted him wholeheartedly after not getting along for a few days, a strange emotion actually flashed in his heart.

Mo Yunshen, who was educated with the training method of war machines since he was a child, knows nothing about human relationships and the world. At this time, he still doesn't know that this emotion is called reluctance.

He stretched out his cold hands expressionlessly and pinched Xiao Baozi's fleshy face.

Well, it feels great in the hand.

Ruan Tuanzi, whose face was pinched, blinked his eyes, and the little milk voice almost melted people's hearts: "Big brother, you haven't told me my name yet!"

Mo Yunshen stopped what he was doing, and said two words lightly: "Mo Heng."

His full name is Mo Yunshen, and his character is Heng.

And the only person who knew Mo Heng's name, except Mozun, was this little bun who looked at him with his little finger in his mouth and big wet eyes.

It seems that if I don't tell her, I can show you a big cry in the next second.

"Mohen Guoguo!" Xiao Baozi who got the answer was very happy, and followed him in a childish voice.

Mo Yunshen frowned slightly, and corrected, "Mo Heng."

The little bun blinked his big eyes innocently: "Mo Heng is so hot!"

Mo Yunshen said that he couldn't hear the next two words.

But when she heard her name being read softly by Xiao Baozi, it seemed as if the softest part of her heart had been gently touched by her tender hands.

It was a strange feeling, but he—

Not annoying.

Mo Yunshen, who was planning to leave overnight, silently changed his plan.

Stay another day.

Little Baozi lived alone in such a big palace, so he felt worried.

In this way, every time the man finally made up his mind to leave the temple at night, he looked at the pair of sweet dimples, and stopped packing his bags.

Before he realized it, he had become more and more reluctant to part with the lively and cute little bun.

Then he sighed in resignation, and silently delayed the time for his departure.

Finally, Mozun found himself missing.

It should be said that it has been a long time since he appeared in the Demon Realm.

When the old Mozun contacted him through the water mirror, Mo Yunshen put the little bun to sleep, and went to the dense forest to connect.

"Your Majesty." At this moment, Mo Yunshen had no tenderness on his face, and a cold and murderous aura came over his face.

The old devil looked at him carefully, and nodded slowly: "It seems that you have a good life these days."

Mo Yunshen leaned forward slightly: "My son was seriously injured and was rescued by the Goddess of the God Realm."

Hearing this, the old Demon Venerable sat up straight, stared at him intently, and squinted: "Goddess?"

From childhood to adulthood, Mo Yunshen was thrown by the old Demon Venerable to various places that could improve his combat power. Fortunately, he was very talented and practiced magic arts very fast, but he still yearned for his father's love very much when he was young.

Every time he made a breakthrough, he happily ran to the old devil, hoping to get a compliment from him.

The old Demon Venerable just nodded lightly, shook his head again, and turned to teach him: "Beware of arrogance and impetuosity, and copy the Qingxin Sutra a hundred times after the daily practice."

Little Moheng sucked his little nose, lowered his eyes to cover up his lost emotions, and said "um" in a nasal voice.

After many times, little Mo Heng also understood that his father would not praise himself as he wished, but instead thought that he was not modest because of his 'show off'.

From then on, the slightly lively little Mo Heng disappeared and turned into the cold and indifferent Mo Yunshen.

(End of this chapter)