Morning Star

Chapter 318 It's not young, it's not old, you can still love it

As the sky gradually brightens, people begin another busy day.

Mo Xinglan frowned, and in a daze he felt a heaviness on his waist, accompanied by a slight pain.

He gradually woke up, opened his eyes and looked down into his arms.

The girl curled up into a ball, one hand on his waist, sleeping peacefully. Her scattered hair brushed against her face playfully, and she pursed her lips as if she was dreaming about something delicious again.

Obviously, they both tacitly agreed not to hug each other last night, but when they opened their eyes in the morning, everything was normal.

His slender white fingertips gently tidied up the loose hair that was scattered on her cheeks, and he lowered his head and gently kissed her white and translucent forehead.

He slowly removed her hand from his waist and gently placed it on the bed. He then carefully pulled out the arm she was resting on and stood up quietly.

He tucked in the quilt before putting on his clothes.

The weather is cold in winter and the quilt is especially warm.

But Chujiu woke up not long after Mo Xinglan got up, because the warm pillow was gone and he felt that the bed was not as warm anymore.

She woke up but didn't get up, and it was Mo Xinglan who pulled her out when he came into the room carrying food.

After dinner, Mo Xinglan explained to Fang Hao the matters for the next half month, and Chujiu continued to pack the things he wanted to take away.

I was satisfied only after I installed more than a dozen storage rings.

Then throw the storage ring into the personal space, clap your hands, and you're done.

Mo Xinglan's eyes widened when he found out that she had installed more than a dozen storage rings.

After hearing what she said she brought with her, I seriously suspected that she was moving.

In the end, it turned into a sigh that made one laugh and cry.

Who made this the person he liked?

According to the past, the successor Demon Lord would be led by the old Demon Lord on the way to the Holy Lotus Demon Palace, followed by the left and right protectors, and the four Demon Lords in the southeast, northwest, northeast and southwest.

But this time, the new Demon Lord's succession to the throne was unprecedentedly empty.

The previous Demon Lord was long gone. There has been no suitable candidate for the position of the Demon Lord of the Northeast and the Northeast since the death of the previous Demon Lord. The Demon Lord of the South, Yu You, died in the Piaomiao Secret Realm. The only living Demon Lord, the Demon Lord of the West, is still in the Purgatory Tower and has not come out.

Mo Xinglan pulled Chujiu and walked in front, followed by Fang Hao and Chi Feng who stood on Fang Hao's shoulder.

Fang Hao was picked up by Bai Yue'er after she became the Demon Lord, so this was his first time to participate in and host the new Demon Lord's succession ceremony.

Before Wu Li entered the Purgatory Tower, he was still thankful that Wu Li was there, and he was not too worried or nervous. But things are unpredictable, and now he is alone, so he is very nervous.

Even though I had practiced many times in private, I was still so nervous that my hands and feet were shaking.

The closer he got to the Holy Lotus Demon Palace, the more nervous he became.

It was snowing in the middle of winter, but sweat was coming out of my forehead.

Chi Feng already knew about his previous exercises and matters he had dealt with, and now he could feel his nervousness while standing on his shoulder.

He immediately gloated over the misfortune: "Haha, you look so cowardly, and you still dare to say that you are the master's right protector. No one will believe it if they tell others. Anyway, I don't believe it."

"Get out of here! You're the only one who talks too much!" Fang Hao glared at it and cursed at it but did not reach out to throw it off his shoulder.

After Chi Feng said this, he was not so nervous anymore.

In fact, Chujiu was also a little nervous, but unlike Fang Hao.

After learning the etiquette when entering the Holy Lotus Demon Palace, he felt a little guilty because of his human identity.

Moreover, she didn't know what was ahead, and she was still a little resistant to unknown places.

Mo Xinglan noticed her change and held her hand tightly: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

She swallowed nervously, "Yeah."

She held his hand tighter.

Looking at the two hands tightly clasped together in front of him, Fang Hao felt nervous again, and also felt very full and envious.

Oh, he also wants to find someone to hold hands with.

With a pursed mouth, he raised his hand, pulled Chi Feng, who was standing on his shoulder, down, and hugged her in his arms.

It seems that only in this way can we get a little comfort.

"Fang Hao, what the hell is wrong with you again? Let me go!" Chi Feng was extremely angry and flapped his red wings to try to break free.

Fang Hao just refused to let go, and even said a little bit meanly: "You want me to let go? Who do you think you are? I won't let go. Can you beat me?"

"You grandson, do you know how to respect the elderly and love the young? Let me, your grandpa, go now!" Chi Feng cursed while struggling.

Fang Hao was not happy, and held up one of its wings: "You little monster, who are you calling grandpa and grandson? You still respect the old and love the young? If you admit that you are the young one, I can still love you, but unfortunately you are not."

Chujiu was no longer so nervous after hearing the quarrel between the demon and the monster behind him. Instead, he became interested and turned to look: "Haha, it's not young, it's not old, you can love it too."

Fang Hao was confused: "Huh?"

Chi Feng laughed: "Haha, it doesn't matter whether you love me or not, just respect me, haha!"

The ninth day of the lunar month: "..."

It seemed that he didn't understand what she meant at all.

Mo Xinglan didn't understand it at first, but after thinking about it, she understood and was speechless. Only her brain could come up with such a thing.

Fang Hao felt wronged and looked at Chujiu: "Girl, why are you so unfair?"

"Haha." Chujiu laughed and looked at them meaningfully, "Actually, you two are not young anymore."

Chi Feng: “…”

It knew that nothing good could come out of her mouth.

Fang Hao: “…”

The girl is too mean.

Mo Xinglan covered her lips and chuckled.

She turned around and sighed, "Well, after all, Xingxing and I are both teenagers, but you guys are hundreds of years old. Hehe."

After she said this, she gave a wicked giggle.

"Right Xingxing?" She looked up at Mo Xinglan.

Mo Xinglan smiled slightly and said, "Well, Jiuer is right."

She was happy.

When two people are happy, two people are sad.

Fang Hao was not happy, but the other party was the future Lord's wife, so how could he dare to be angry with the Lord's wife? He could only keep silent with a bitter face.

He is only about 300 years old, which is considered young in the Demon Realm. Many are thousands of years old. And thousands of years is not considered old for others.