Yu'er...is the industry dragon of Dahuang?!

Mo Hua's eyes narrowed slightly.

But... how is this possible?

Isn't he the child of Shangguan and Wenren? How could he have the bloodline of Dahuang Yelong?

But the resonance of the dragon soul should not be wrong.

In the soul of the ink painting, there is the ancient dragon's roar, trembling softly.

This was the ancient dragon soul of the Great Wilderness Dragon King that he had swallowed before but had not yet fully digested.

Now that the dragon soul had some kind of resonance with Yu'er, Mo Hua could see traces of the blood of the Karmic Dragon on Yu'er's face.

Moreover, the shadow of this karma dragon is blood red.

There is a strong omen in the blood shadow, floating on the edge of life and death, which indicates the ups and downs and pain in the life of the owner of the dragon shadow.

Mo Hua frowned.

"Brother Mo?" The innocent Yu'er saw Mo Hua's solemn expression and asked with concern, "What happened?"

Mo Hua gradually calmed down his emotions, touched Yu'er's head, and said softly, "It's okay...it'll be okay..."

Yu'er seemed to particularly like Mo Hua touching his little head, with a smile on his face and a carefree look on his face.

But on the innocent face, the red dragon shadow, covered in blood, roared ferociously at the ink painting, and then melted into Yu'er's Yintang.

Mo Hua's eyes were slightly cold.

…

After that came the Gu family’s annual banquet.

This year's annual banquet was quite grand.

But compared to previous years, it was still a little quieter.

Because of the Gushan incident, the Gu family and the Shen family were at loggerheads.

This Liang Zi has his roots in Taixu Sect, and his involvement with the Gu family is not big or small.

However, the Shen family has a high status and is in charge of the Qian Dao Sect. Many monastic families have to look at the Shen family's face if they want to send their disciples to the Qian Dao Sect.

They didn't dare to offend the Shen family, but they wouldn't offend the Gu family either.

Therefore, at the Gu family's annual banquet, many families only gave gifts and did not dare to visit in person.

The aristocratic family pays attention to interests, so this kind of thing is normal.

When everyone has a crush on each other, as long as they don't quarrel with each other, it will be easy to meet each other in the future.

Although the Gu family is a pure family, they are not ignorant of the world and do not care much about things.

I don’t even care about ink painting.

He only cares about whether he can eat well and be full.

He doesn't care about the social interactions of the aristocratic family and the exchanges of favors. These have nothing to do with him.

In this way, in the lively and peaceful atmosphere, Mo Hua had a New Year's meal. After the meal, he walked around the yard as usual, ate some food, said hello to a group of elders, received a bunch of New Year's gifts, and then went with Elder Gu Hong.

After discussing Uncle Gu’s life events, we will return to the clan.

Wen Renwan brought Yu'er to see him off.

"Here are some pastries, fruit wine, and some spiritual meat and spiritual meals, which you like to eat. The sect's meals are average, and you practice the formations very hard. Eat more good things to replenish your body."

Wenren Wan's voice is gentle and considerate.

Mo Hua smiled and said gratefully: "Thank you, Aunt Wan."

Yu'er reluctantly waved to the ink painting.

Tomorrow he and his mother will go back to Shangguan's house to worship their ancestors, and they will not be able to return to Taixumen until after the new year.

For more than ten days, I couldn't see the ink paintings.

Mo Hua took out the small gift prepared for Yu'er.

Some of these gifts were gadgets he made with his own hands using formation techniques.

In this way, even if Yu'er returns to Shangguan's house, she will have new toys to play with every day.

The other part is the formation homework he assigned to Yu'er.

As long as she started doing her homework, Yu'er had no other thoughts about being sad.

Yu'er was happy and frowning at the same time, her mood was very complicated.

After a few more pleasantries, Mo Hua was about to leave when suddenly there was another noise in the distance, and a magnificent and elegant motorcade drove over and stopped at the door of Gu's house.

A group of monks got out of the car.

The leader was a man in a luxurious robe, with a strong aura, half-white beard and hair, and deep nasolabial folds.

He came over with a gust of cold wind.

The original warm atmosphere was instantly broken.

Wen Renwan's expression changed slightly, and Yu'er was also a little scared, and couldn't help but squeeze Wen Renwan's sleeves.

Seeing the visitor approaching, Wenren Wan couldn't help but say hello, so he could only give a half salute, "Look at the elder."

The ink painting was also recognized.

This old man with half-white beard and hair is named Shangguan Wang. He is the powerful elder of the Shangguan family and has cultivated himself in the world.

It is said that back then, Shangguan Wang failed in his bid to be the head of the Shangguan family, so he had some grudges against Shangguan Ce, Shangguan Yi, and even Yu'er's family, and acted against them in every way.

Mo Hua didn't like him either, so he didn't say hello.

Shangguan Wang glanced at the ink painting silently, with a trace of undisguised displeasure and a trace of fear in his eyes.

During the Array Discussion Conference, he saw with his own eyes that the ink paintings with mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivation were able to defeat the geniuses of the four major sects and those in the late Foundation Establishment stage. In the end, they passed through the entire Array Question Bank and won the title with an absolute crushing advantage.

Won first place in the formation.

This boy is definitely an ordinary person.

Therefore, even though he is the feather and Mo Hua is the foundation, he can only pretend not to see Mo Hua's "rudeness".

Shangguan Wang crossed the ink painting and walked to Wen Renwan, saying calmly:

"According to the order of the master of the family, I will send the young lady and Master Yu back to the clan tomorrow."

"Thank you very much, Elder Wang." Wen Renwan said.

Shangguan Wang took a deep look at Yu'er, said "hmm" softly, and then went into Gu's house on his own.

Mo Hua looked at Shangguan Wang's back and felt a little inconsistent for some reason.

But I don’t know where this sense of dissonance comes from.

Shangguan looked into Gu's house, and there was another wave of welcomes and greetings. It was bustling, and Mo Hua also said goodbye.

Wen Renwan told him to "be careful along the way."

Yu'er waved to him.

Mo Hua also smiled and waved goodbye, then boarded the carriage and embarked on the journey back to Taixu Gate.

…

Ganxue State Boundaries.

The wealthy Shen family mansion.

This Chinese New Year, the Gu family is having a pretty lively time.

But on the contrary, the Shen family has been much more deserted and depressed this year.

Although the lights were brightly lit in the huge mansion, there was an icy cold silence everywhere.

The elders of the sect who were coming and going all had gloomy expressions on their faces.

The disciples also looked uneasy and did not dare to speak loudly.

Occasionally, wine glasses were broken, and voices of insults and reprimands were heard.

In the magnificent hall, the New Year's banquet ended hastily.

The clan members dispersed, but the ancestor of the Shen family was still sitting high in the hall, with a majestic aura and no anger on his face, but his whole body was like an iceberg, exuding a cold air.

When it was almost over, the head of the Shen family stayed behind to bear the wrath of his ancestor alone.

He is the head of the family, holds the power of the family, and enjoys the supreme honor and majesty of this fifth-grade family, but at the same time, he also carries a heavy burden as heavy as a mountain.

Once something goes wrong, he will be the only one to bear the brunt of the storm.

In the empty hall.

The head of the Shen family, who had always been aloof and respected by others, was now kneeling humbly at the foot of the steps, his forehead touching the cold ground, asking for forgiveness from his ancestor.
To be continued...