Yang Chen sneered when he heard this: "You'd better take care of yourself. You're really bored. Find a woman for your serious father. Don't be so idle, haha, unlucky child." He became more and more angry as he thought about it. Whoever raised such an unworry child would be unlucky.

Yang Muyu has never let him worry about it since he was a child. Although he was afraid of being beaten by him over the years, he followed the rules and did not make any big mistakes in front of him, but after just leaving for a few days, his rebellion in his nature has been shown without a doubt. "If you want to keep her to study the method of pulse change, just say it directly, don't make so many excuses."

Yang Tie was busy smoothing out the situation and laughed: "It's late at night, and it's time for Father God to rest. Mr. Mo's boat will arrive tomorrow morning. You have to hurry tomorrow. Why don't go to bed earlier? Don't worry about this."

Yang Muyu looked at Mo Qing and Yang Chen and wanted to arrange for them to stay before making plans. Unexpectedly, Mo Qing shook his head and said, "You go to bed. I have always had the problem of selecting seats and don't sleep at night."

"I don't sleep either. I have to go out to see the stars later." Yang Chen yawned and said lazily, "Go and see that Lu Jinghong by the way. Tsk tsk, this girl looks good, no wonder she has caught someone's soul." The ghost servant once secretly told him about Yang Muyu's incident in Chongyun City. Yang Chen guessed it and understood Yang Muyu's thoughts. At this time, he couldn't help but make fun of him.

Yang Muyu didn't dare to speak up, so he stood up and walked towards the bedroom inside. Yang Tie hurriedly followed him.

Yang Chen stared at the backs of the two people and said for a long time: "Aren't you curious?"

"If Yu'er doesn't say it, it's useless for me to be curious." Mo Qing shook his head and said.

Yang Chen had already stood up. Mo Qing couldn't help but warn: "Although that person's cultivation is not as good as you, as long as you use divine thoughts to spy on him, he can still know."

"If he blocks the sound waves, I won't eavesdrop." Yang Chen smiled, his body shook, and the person had disappeared in the room. Mo Qing shook his head helplessly, closed his eyes to rest.

Yang Tie watched Yang Muyu lean halfway on the bed, busy bringing the golden bird's nest just now and delivering it to him, and smiled and said, "Father God, don't sleep on an empty stomach. Eat some."

Yang Muyu took a bite with a sterling silver spoon in his hand, frowned and said, "It's so sweet." When it comes to sweetness, he couldn't help but want medicine. He had been busy all day today, but forgot about it. It likes dessert the most.

He hurriedly opened his pocket and looked at it, but saw Yao'er slid into a ball and went to sleep. He didn't want to brush Yang Tie's kindness, so he took a few more bites in his hand and smiled and said, "You call me young master, I'm more comfortable to listen to."

Yang Tie smiled and helped him lie down and said, "The Father God is leaving tomorrow. Why are you talking about this?" While saying that, he pinched the soles of his feet. Yang Muyu felt a warm spiritual power pouring into his body, and frowned and said, "You don't have to worry about me anymore, you are kind-hearted. I'm just confused..."

But Yang Chen hid silently at the window. Since Yang Tie is also a ninth-grade martial artist, no matter how he is, he dare not enter the room to peep. He can only hide outside the window, but listen to the conversation between Yang Tie and Yang Muyu with a clear understanding. He was extremely puzzled. This man treated Yang Muyu as if he was filial to his son and serve his father. He even consumed his spiritual power to relieve his meridians and delayed the cultivation of the world-destroying world?

"Father God, there is something you say that you should not be dissatisfied." Yang Tie knelt in front of the bed, pressed his fingers on the soles of Yang Muyu's feet, and whispered.

"Oh?" Although Yang Tie only soothes his meridians, the massage method was very special. He was already drowsy. He replied vaguely, "What?"

"The Father God is still young. There is really no need to worry about these trivial matters. For example, today's affairs, it was nothing if the Father God was just coming to the Shuiyuepo to relax, but - I looked at the Father God too hard. I don't want the Father God to become a person who is skilled in calculating like the Eastern State Ding in the future." Yang Tie whispered.

"Oh?" Yang Muyu smiled bitterly, "What kind of person do you want me to become?"

"As long as God of Father knows how to use people, he will do it!" Yang Tie smiled, "These troublesome and laborious things will be left to everyone. It is really unnecessary for God of Father to worry so much. If God of Father is completely up to his mind, what should we do and what should those strategists in Qingyao City do?"

Speaking of this, he paused, and seeing that Yang Muyu was not as healed, he said again, "Besides, God of Father is only fifteen or sixteen years old this year, which is really a bit..." Thinking about it, the following words were a bit too much, and he was busy talking nonsense.

"A little too much?" Yang Muyu asked with a faint smile. When he watched Madam Hua die under the sword energy of Tianyi Sect, Yang Tie once looked at him. He knew he had an idea, but Yang Tie himself was also a murderer without blinking. Would he expect him to be a compassionate person?

"I just hope God of Father is happy." Yang Tie sighed, "I originally brought God of Father to the Crescent Bay, just to let God of Father live a good life of wealth and idleness for a few days, but I didn't expect that God of Father is worried and tired. This is also Yang Tie's fault."

"I was the one who caused it!" Yang Muyu smiled. If he hadn't come to Shuiyuepo and offended the third son of the Dongfang family, things might not have developed like this now.

"Although Qingyao City is rich, Mr. Mo will not deduct your pocket money. However, if you have to ask him for money, it is better to have convenience in your hands. I will get some gold later and take it away for the Father God. Fortunately, you also have a storage mechanism, which is extremely convenient." Yang Tie smiled softly. After killing the power of the Dongfang family near Jinsha Bay, he naturally made a lot of gold, so he naturally didn't have to worry about spending.

"Well..." Yang Muyu had already fallen asleep, but just agreed vaguely.

Until he watched him sleeping, Yang Tie stood up, pulled the blanket next to him and covered him with it, sighed softly, smiled strangely at the window, and turned around and went out.

"Mr. Mo!" Yang Tie came out of Yang Muyu's bedroom, looked at Mo Qing, who was sleeping with his eyes closed, and shouted in a low voice.

"Oh?" Mo Qing opened her eyes, "Has Yu'er fallen asleep?"

"Well, yes!" Yang Tie sat down opposite him and nodded, "I want to talk to Mr. Mo for some things."

"Sir, just say that - Yu'er has bothered Mr. to take care of her these days, and Mo Qing is very grateful." Mo Qing smiled.

Yang Chen leaned on the chair. He came out one step earlier than Yang Tie, but he felt extremely absurd in his heart. It was really incredible why Yang Tie became Yang Muyu's adopted son.

"Mr. Mo was joking, it is my responsibility to take care of the Father God." Yang Tie said lightly, "But I'm very worried recently.

"What are you worried about?" Yang Chen asked curiously.

"The Father God is too smart, but he is young after all, so I don't want him to get in touch with the messy things of your five major families too early." Yang Tie said coldly. There have always been constant disputes among the five major families, and it is not a matter of one or two days to fight each other. Once Yang Muyu intervenes, he will inevitably work hard.

"You know a lot about our five major families!" Mo Qing said coldly.

"To be honest, I'm not as uncomfortable as I'm full as I'm full, and I'm running to provoke the Dongfang family." Yang Tie took a deep breath and said coldly, "Although the Dongfang family destroyed the Hao family back then, the demon clan's destruction should still be there. My purpose is to complete the secret of the world-destruction, otherwise -- the life of the Father God is worried."

Mo Qing sighed. He also knew something about the Hao family and the demon clan. Destruction is a quick secret, and when the practitioner reaches a certain level of cultivation, his tendons and veins will inevitably not accommodate the surging spiritual power in his body and die. This is similar to the way Yang Chen changed the meridians to the disciples of Tianyi Sect. It is really a sin that God has done, especially forgiving, and he will not live!

Living retribution!

"I really want to know why he practiced the world-destructive world?" Mo Qing asked. He had been waiting for Yang Tie just to ask a question.

"I want to know the same question, too." Yang Tiedao, while speaking, he had already looked at Yang Chen.

Mo Qing's eyes also turned to Yang Chen. Destruction is definitely a top-notch cultivation secret for ordinary people, and it is not so easy to obtain.

Yang Chen naturally understood what they meant and sneered: "I can swear by my embroidered Yugu that I have never taught him any spiritual cultivation secrets."

Mo Qing didn't say anything anymore. In Yang Chen's heart, Xiu Yugu was equal to his life. Since he used Xiu Yugu to swear, it would never be fake. But who taught Yang Muyu's secret to the world-destroying cultivation?

Also, where did Yang Muyu’s starfish soul come from?

"I saw Mu Yu take action today, and the body movement he used was also very strange." Yang Chen suddenly said, "That's different from any of our five major families, it's very strange."

"You mean, the Dance of Soft Light?" Yang Tie asked frowned. When Yang Muyu contacted the Dance of Soft Light, he had many instructions. Naturally, he knew that it was just the same question. How could he have been lost for many years?

"You mean... Mu Yu used the Soft Light Dance?" Mo Qing almost jumped. Yang Chen didn't know the Soft Light Dance. Maybe - Yang Tie didn't know the origin of the Soft Light Dance, but he knew that the body technique that was like a ghost was still wonderful and unrealistic. It was the ultimate skill of a great elder of the demon clan.

Yang Tieyi was stunned, not understanding why Mo Qing had such a reaction, and nodded, "The Father God told me that the wind control technique should be the dance of soft light, but now he does not have enough spiritual power, and he cannot use many mysterious and wonderful body techniques. He can only use a little superficial secret technique."

Mo Qing sighed, one thing is almost formal. Before Yang Muyu met him, he must have had contact with a certain demon clan before he could obtain the secret skills of the demon clan. However, in the battle back then, the demon clan should have all perished, so how could there be someone else?
Chapter completed!