Rebirth Of The Most Peerless Venerable

Chapter 563



Chapter 563

After the man in Tsing Yi stopped playing the piano, he turned his head to look at Mo Junlan, and said calmly, "Did you do it on purpose?"

"No!" Mo Junlan shook his head, and then said seriously, "I heard that the melody of the zither and flute can attract butterflies to dance, so I want to try it."

"The sound of my piano and your flute can stimulate the butterfly to death." The man in Tsing Yi said mercilessly.

However, Mo Junlan never cared about these problems, smiled lightly, and then pursed his lips and said, "Little brother, you also know that your piano sounds are terrible, right? You are quite self-aware."

Ling Xiao, "..."

After hearing what Mo Junlan said, the corner of the man's mouth twitched imperceptibly.

Mo Junlan walked towards the man in Tsing Yi and said with a smile, "Little brother, why are you playing the piano here alone? Don't you feel lonely and empty?"

The man in Tsing Yi took a deep breath, tried to calm himself down, and then asked softly, "Who let you in?"

"I let me in by myself." Mo Junlan blinked and smiled, "Little brother, if you feel lonely and empty, I can introduce you to a good partner!"

"Brother Jun Lan, who do you want to introduce to him?" Ling Xiao couldn't help asking.

"Of course it is the ancient emperor." Mo Junlan replied with his spiritual sense, "In addition to making those emperors my elders, I can also find a way to find a Taoist companion for them. In this way, they will not Miss me any more."

He didn't just randomly recognize his uncle. After all, anyone with a little bottom line and principles would not do that to his nephew.

Mo Junlan felt that it was really not easy for him. In addition to recognizing his father, he also had to recognize several uncles.

If his strength could defeat those great emperors, he wouldn't be a nephew!

Even if you want to be, you have to be their boss.

Ling Xiao, "..."

Poor brother Junlan, everyone wants to bite him now. In order to keep his innocence, he has to become someone else's grandson.

"Do you want to introduce yourself to me?" The man in Tsing Yi looked at Mo Junlan with a half-smile.

"How is this possible? You are not good enough for me!" Mo Junlan waved his hand.

The man in Tsing Yi couldn't help but choked on Mo Junlan's words.

"I know that I am very good-looking. Basically everyone loves flowers, but..." Mo Junlan said with a serious expression, "I already have a Taoist partner."

The man in Tsing Yi, "..."

"Little brother, what's your name?" Mo Junlan sat directly opposite the man in Tsing Yi.

The man in Tsing Yi looked at Mo Junlan's face, hooked the corners of his mouth, and said, "Guess!"

"If you don't say anything, then I'll just tell you to do it..." Mo Junlan rolled his eyes slightly, and said with a smile, "Xiao Qingqing."

Fortunately, the man in Tsing Yi didn't drink water now, otherwise he would have sprayed it out.

"Little Qingqing, do you like this name?" Mo Junlan said with a smile.

"I don't like it." The man in Tsing Yi said every word clearly, looking at Mo Junlan coldly.

"If you don't like it, why are you wearing blue clothes?" Mo Junlan raised his eyebrows and said.

"You are wearing white clothes, do you want to be called Xiaobai too?" The man in Tsing Yi sneered.

"My family already has a Xiaobai, and his wife is called Xiaohong." Mo Junlan smiled, "Do you know who Xiaobai is? He is a dog, and his daughter-in-law Xiaohong is a nine-tailed red fox."

The man in Tsing Yi, "..."

Where the hell did this guy come from?

Not a single word that comes out is human.

"Xiao Qingqing, the people I'm introducing to you are all of high status, and their strength is also of the kind that is superior. It will definitely make you feel like flying on a branch and turning into a phoenix." Mo Junlan smiled sweetly Authentically, "Although my uncle Gu is a little bit brutal, it's because he has no object to hurt. If you become his object, then he must be the happiest man in the world."

After finishing speaking, Mo Junlan immediately sent a voice transmission to Ling Xiao, "Xiao'er, you are not human, so don't mind my nonsense."

Ling Xiao, "..."

"After all, those are all lies." Mo Junlan explained again.

Ling Xiao, "..."

The man in Tsing Yi couldn't help twitching his mouth, looked at Mo Junlan and said, "Who are your parents?"

What kind of weird parents gave birth to such a weird son?

"Speaking out may scare you to death." Mo Junlan said with a troubled expression, "So it's better not to tell you for now."

"Are you mentally ill?" The man in Tsing Yi stretched out his hand and rubbed the space between his brows.

"It's my father who is sick." Mo Junlan said.

The man in Tsing Yi, "..."

"Little Qingqing, isn't it Old Man Feng's birthday today? Why are you hiding here to watch the fun?" Mo Junlan asked involuntarily.

"Not interested." The man in Tsing Yi snorted coldly.

"Do you hate old man Feng?" Mo Junlan asked again.

The man in Tsing Yi fell silent.

"I hate him too!" Mo Junlan continued, "It's really a pity that you didn't go out to watch the fun, old man Feng is very embarrassed today!"

Hearing this, the man in Tsing Yi frowned and asked, "What happened?"

"Uncle Gu and I both gave old man Feng a bottle of yang strengthening medicine in public." Mo Junlan said with a smile, "Not only that, I even scolded old man Feng in public."

"You're still alive?" The man in Tsing Yi looked at Mo Junlan in surprise.

"He didn't dare to kill me!" Mo Junlan smiled mysteriously, "Let me tell you, I still have some action tonight, do you want to participate?"

"What action do you have?" The man in Tsing Yi asked with raised eyebrows.

"I won't tell you yet." Mo Junlan smiled.

The man in Tsing Yi, "..."

"Anyway, it can make old man Feng angry." Mo Junlan said with curled lips, "Who made him always think about things that belong to me."

Hearing what Mo Junlan said, the man in Tsing Yi couldn't help guessing about Mo Junlan's identity.

There should be very few people who dare to be so presumptuous in front of Feng Guangyao.

And the guy in front of him probably wasn't from the Feng family, after all, he had never seen him before.

If he had ever met this person, he would never forget it.

Although this guy's mouth is particularly in need of a beating, but that face is impressive.

This cannot be denied.

"Little Qingqing, what do you think?" Mo Junlan looked at the man in Tsing Yi and asked.

"My name is not Xiao Qingqing." The man in Tsing Yi resisted the urge to roll his eyes.

"Then what should I tell you to do?" Mo Junlan asked.

"Ancestor!" The man in Tsing Yi said calmly.

Mo Junlan, "..."

He has always been the ancestor of others, how can anyone else be his ancestor?

"You can call me your ancestor." The man in Tsing Yi smiled lightly.

"Ancestor!" Mo Junlan yelled with a smile.

"Good grandson!" The man in Tsing Yi smiled lightly.

"My name is not my good grandson!" Mo Junlan smiled slightly, and said with pursed lips, "My surname is Ye, and the single name is also the same name. You can just call me Grandpa."

Want to be his ancestor?

Ha ha, then he will be the grandfather of the ancestors.

The man in Tsing Yi, "..."

"Call me!" Mo Junlan smiled, "Ancestor, I'm grandpa!"

The man in Tsing Yi, "..."

"Ancestor, why don't you come and play another song with Grandpa?" Mo Junlan's mouth curved into a half-smile, playing with the purple jade flute in his hand.

"To tell you the truth, since I heard the sound of your flute, I have no intention of playing the piano anymore." The man in Tsing Yi said expressionlessly.

"Are you looking down on me?" Mo Junlan frowned.

"I despise your flute sound." The man in Tsing Yi felt a faint feeling of earache when he thought of Mo Junlan's flute sound.

"Little Qingqing, you don't know how to appreciate it." Mo Junlan frowned.

"Don't you call me ancestor?" The man in blue looked up at Mo Junlan.

"You don't even call me grandpa, why should I call you ancestor?" Mo Junlan sneered and said, "You don't look pretty, but you think you are pretty."

The man in Tsing Yi, "..."

When can this guy go?

"Xiao Qingqing, if you don't play the piano, I will burn your house down." Mo Junlan said with a slight smile.

"This is the Feng family's mansion." The man in Tsing Yi reminded.

"So what?" Mo Junlan smiled lightly, and said with pursed lips, "As long as I go out and pretend to be wronged, someone will immediately burn down the Feng family's mansion for me."

"You really know how to put on a show." The man in Tsing Yi sneered.

"I can't help it, I'm just too lazy to do anything." Mo Junlan sighed, "Xiao Qingqing, as a person who likes to put on a show, I want to give you a reminder that pretending to be mysterious is no longer popular."

"Do you think everyone likes to put on a show like you?" The man in Tsing Yi finally couldn't help rolling his eyes.

"When I came in just now, weren't you pretending to be mysterious?" Mo Junlan sneered, "You have already seen me, but you still pretended not to see me."

Hearing this, the man in Tsing Yi coughed slightly in embarrassment.

"You should learn from me, pretending to be weak, pitiful and helpless, and even appear particularly wronged." Mo Junlan smiled, "Of course, pretending to be wronged also requires skill."

The man in Tsing Yi, "..."

"Since you don't want to hear the sound of my flute, let's play the piano together." Mo Junlan said while taking out the fairy piano from Mo Shang from the space.

The man in Tsing Yi couldn't help but twitch his eyelids.

"Don't worry, my skill in playing the piano is very good." Mo Junlan smiled slightly, and then began to flick the strings.

The moment the piano sounded, the complexion of the man in Tsing Yi suddenly changed drastically, and even the blue veins on his forehead could not help appearing.

"Xiao'er, shut yourself up quickly." Mo Junlan played the piano while transmitting sound to Lingxiao.

Ling Xiao, "..."

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