Mo Yuntian did not answer, but warned again.
"Can senior please tell senior Ningxiang his true identity?"
Ningxiang looked much more well-behaved at the moment.
Her grandfather's niece, the generational status was instantly reversed, making it impossible for her to adapt.
"My name is Mo Yuntian. You go back and tell your grandpa that I'm fine so that he doesn't have to worry about me."
Mo Yuntian knows what his brother is like, and the brotherly love between them will never change no matter what time comes.
"Mo Yuntian, are you the big brother my grandfather has been looking for all his life?"
Ningxiang looked at him in disbelief. If it was really him, he should be more than a hundred years old now, but grandpa looks very old, why is he still so young.
"Yes, I have been looking for them, but they moved away from Changliu Mountain and I have never found them. This is your aunt, Zi Mo. If you are self-inflicted without illness, I believe that your grandfather will not tolerate it. you."
Looking at the outside and knowing the inside, this Ningxiang is also a spoiled child.
When Su Zimo heard this, she curled her lips speechlessly. This relationship was really messy.
"Grandpa, aunt, Xiang'er realized that she was wrong." Ningxiang quickly knelt down and apologized. She thought she was sure of victory, but she fell short. She never dreamed that she, Su Zimo, would have such a relationship.
"If you can really change your past, your aunt is not an unreasonable person."
Mo Yuntian looked at Su Zimo and asked softly: "Mo'er, what do you mean?"
Su Zimo was a little embarrassed at the moment, this matter was really ridiculous.
No one looked at Ningxiang openly.
"If you stopped entangled with me and Yunxuan, I would naturally not embarrass you."
Ningxiang glanced at her quickly and bit her lip.
She said sincerely: "Aunt, we are all members of the Ghost Clan. Xiang'er didn't know my aunt's identity before. Now that she knows, she will be in trouble with her. Sometimes Xiang'er is a little stubborn, but she will never argue with herself. His tribe and relatives are enemies.”
Ningxiang said it sincerely, with a look of regret on her face.
Su Zimo looked at her, but she still had a grudge in her heart. If she really wanted to put an end to the past, her kneeling down would not change much in her heart.
A jealous and scheming woman would not believe her words so easily.
"Get up!"
"Thank you, aunt!" Ningxiang stood up, bit her lip and looked at Su Zimo with a slightly aggrieved look.
It looked like Su Zimo had beaten her.
"Mo'er, there are still four days left. You have to be more careful. What happens in every wave of monsters is different. Even if you know what happened in the last wave of monsters, the same thing may not happen this time."
Su Zimo raised her eyes, took Mo Yuntian's arm, her big eyes were bright, and she said coquettishly: "Dad, Mo'er knows, my dad is the best."
"My Mo'er is even more beautiful in this red dress!" Mo Yuntian's handsome face spread out, and he stared at his daughter intently. Mo'er, dressed in red, looked so much like Yan'er.
"Daddy is gone." Mo Yuntian rubbed her soft hair lovingly and disappeared.
Ningxiang suddenly felt embarrassed and wring her fingers.
Biting her lip, she whispered: "Aunt, Xiang'er knows she was wrong. Aunt, please forgive Xiang'er!" Ningxiang frowned and looked at Su Zimo with hopeful eyes.
"To be honest, your change is too fast. You just wanted to kill me, and now you're talking about an aunt. I'm really not used to it."