"This thing is evil! Is it really the Buddhist Heart Sutra?" She muttered softly, putting this Heart Sutra aside, feeling that she still can't read more, can't think about it, or the problem will arise sooner or later.

Yes, she felt that there was a problem with this Heart Sutra. The problem did not mean that this was a fake Heart Sutra, but that there was a problem with the Heart Sutra itself.

After another two days here, Feng Jiu, who was in the space, didn't know what was happening outside. For these two days, she finally abandoned the interference of the Buddhist Heart Sutra and calmed down to practice, while waiting for the old man to leave the cave.

On this day, early in the morning, in a house in the city, Xuanyuan Moze was reading a book in the courtyard, watching the pair of children with little hands and feet dancing on the little bed.

Whenever his cold eyes fell on the two children, they involuntarily changed into softness and pampering. When he watched his daughter pull his son's small fleshy claw into a fist and stuff it into his mouth, he laughed. He shook his head, put down the book in his hand, and took his daughter out.

"Yue'er is hungry?" As if afraid of scaring his daughter, he asked quietly.

"Ah." The little man grinned and smiled toothlessly.She leaned forward and lay on Xuanyuan Moze's chest, trying to find something to eat.

Xuanyuan Moze's lips twitched slightly, and the expression in his daughter's eyes was full of playfulness: "Yue'er, look clearly, I'm father, not mother."

"Giggle." The little guy giggled, drooling over Xuanyuan Moze's clothes.

Looking at the saliva on the shirt, Xuanyuan Moze felt very delicate.With the eccentricity, he seemed not so resistant to his daughter's saliva, no, it should be said that he did not dislike it.

Because this is the saliva of his sons, not others.

"Qingcheng, go and prepare some food." Xuanyuan Mo Ze commanded while looking at Bai Qingcheng who was waiting.

"Yes." Bai Qingcheng replied, and then walked out.

Leng Hua and Du Fan walked in from outside, glanced at the gray wolf and Yingyi and Leng Shuang who were waiting by the side, and then they saluted Xuanyuan Moze: "Hell Lord."

"What's wrong?" Xuanyuan Mo Ze asked, holding his daughter's little hand.

"It's clear that those people are from the hidden Sejong Sect, but they didn't send anyone again after this incident. I don't know what they are making." Du Fan said, his eyes fell on Xuanyuan Moze. .

Xuanyuan Mo Ze raised his eyes to look at them, and asked, "Did your master send you any news?"

"No."

The two shook their heads, paused, and Leng Hua said: "Hell Lord, do we want to support the master? According to our inquiries in the past two days, the strength of the master in this hidden Sejong gate is unfathomable, I'm afraid With the master’s current strength, it is difficult to resist, if there is something, she is alone but no one can help."

Xuanyuan Moze's gaze fell on the daughter in his arms, his eyes flashing slightly.It's not that he doesn't want to help her, but that he knows that the safety of the two children is more important to her. If he goes, give them the children, let alone her, he is not at ease.

After a long silence, he said: "This area is a mixture of dragons and snakes, and there are still many strong people unknown to the world. In this case, we will take advantage of this to take advantage of this hidden Sejong gate! "

Hearing this, the eyes of several people in the courtyard brightened and they couldn't help but glance at each other. They looked at Xuanyuan Moze and asked, "I wonder what the Hell's way is?"