Chapter 4 Little Night

The elder Baihu laughed and suddenly patted his son on the shoulder: "Kid, do you know now that there is someone outside?"

As soon as his voice fell, he had floated from that **. In the blink of an eye, he came to Mo Shoucheng and Si Konglan and arched his hand to them, "At this time, I'm afraid it's not too late to introduce myself."

"I am the owner of the giant whale door, and my friends in the fairy and demon way call me the Dragon King of the East China Sea." As he spoke, his white beard trembled: "If you like it, call me a white beard!"

After seeing the self-proclaimed elder with a white beard, Sikonglan and Mo Shoucheng moved into the Giant Whale Gate under their arrangement.

The giant whale is swimming, but the people in the belly of the giant whale do not feel any movement, nor do they know what kind of forbidden design it is.

Every day, someone will report it, so even if he is in the belly of the giant whale, Mo Shoucheng knows that three days and three nights have passed. These days, there is nothing to do, just drinking and having fun with a man from the giant whale gate all day. I don't know how much yellow soup has been poured into my stomach. It's because Mo Shoucheng's cultivation has reached the first infancy, and I also feel a little unsatiable.

These giant whales are tossed in the sea during the day, fishing and shrimp, and have a big banquet at night. Mo Shoucheng can hardly spare time to practice. During the day, he will drink with the White Hulong King, and at night, he will drink with the people in the giant whale gate. Anyway, he will never leave his hand. At the beginning, he had to give in. After seeing Sikong Lan also pouring a dark place, he could only sigh and smile.

In addition to these, these days are also leisurely. It's just that the teenager named Ao Lai, no matter day or night, will attack as long as Mo Shoucheng is not paying attention. Although Mo Shoucheng easily dismissed every time, the other party was really persistent. Every time he failed, he didn't say much. He only retreated and looked for opportunities. He seemed to be ready for a protracted war.

Mo Shoucheng sighed, climbed out of the bed, and simply cleaned it. At the moment he pushed the door, he only thought: This is the fourth day. I don't know how long it will take to reach the Xuantian Pavilion, and I don't know where it has sailed now.

Thinking that most of them are also wandering in a sea of wine today, Mo Shoucheng is quite not energetic. Naturally, he is extremely grateful for the hospitality of the other party. But this hospitality is too much, which also makes it difficult for the guests.

At this time, there was a knock on the door from outside the house, and Mo Shoucheng answered, even if he walked to the door.

The door was gently pushed open, revealing a gap. In the blink of an eye, a pair of sword fingers passed through the gap, and lightning pierced Mo Shoucheng's throat.

Mo Shoucheng actually shook his head and sighed, raised his right hand, opened and closed the middle finger of his index finger, and clamped it one second before the sword finger touched his throat skin: "How many times is this?"

The door was completely opened and stood outside the door. Ao Lai, who blushed, pulled his fingers desperately, but he preferred to be welded between the other party's two fingers and did not move.

Mo Shoucheng looked at the other party's pupils. From that depths, he could see the hidden deep stubbornness. I suddenly felt interesting and felt that the teenager in front of me was really awkward, but he was a little cute.

But there was not only one person standing outside the door. Behind the teenager's thin body, there was also a thinner figure.

"Is she?" Mo Shoucheng also noticed that figure. It was a little girl who looked about the same age as Ao Lai, wearing a set of clothes from the giant whale gate, but on her, she looked big and a little loose. With a timid expression, she opened her mouth slightly, stretched out her little hand caged in a long-sleeved hand, and put it on the hand that Aolai was caught by Mo Shoucheng. She looked like she was helping to drag back hard. When she increased her strength, her face suddenly blushed slightly, and even a pair of bright eyes narrowed, like a kitten.

Mo Shoucheng looked angry and funny, and only thought: If it goes on like this, won't I become a bad person? He immediately let go of the force in his hand, but as soon as he let go, a pair of young girls opposite him were unprepared. The force of pulling back could not stop for a moment. He immediately retreated a few steps and sat on the ground.

The girl was behind Ao Lai, and she was naturally under heavy pressure at this time. Ao Lai just moved away from her with a red face and hurriedly approached and pulled her up from the ground with an eager face: "Are you all right?"

Although he was unintentional, seeing this situation, Mo Shoucheng also felt guilty and quickly followed and helped the little girl up. Ao came to hold the girl's left arm, and Mo Shoucheng grabbed the girl's right arm. At this time, his eyes were on, but sparks came out again. Mo Shoucheng was ironic. He really didn't want to see a ghost again. He only smiled, then turned his eyes to the little girl and asked with concern, "Are you all right?"

The weak-looking girl nodded timidly, pulled her right arm again, and Mo Shoucheng quickly let go. Unexpectedly, he just let go, and the girl had already hid behind Ao, showing only her small head and blinking her big eyes to look at him.

It looks annoying... Mo Shoucheng smiled bitterly and had to put this matter first, touched his nose, and asked Ao, "What's the matter with me?"

Ao Lai snorted and looked impatient: "My father asked me to call you, saying that it's almost here. Everyone wants to celebrate this trip to sea."

"Huh? Is it almost there?" Mo Shoucheng was happy first, and then shocked - do you want to celebrate for this? Needless to say, this is just a new reason for drinking found by the good men of the Giant Whale Gate.

"Anyway, go to Fuhai Hall quickly. They have been waiting for you for a long time." The words are not polite, and Ao Lai, the little sea dragon king, can't tell why he hates the person in front of him so much.

For good, Mo Shoucheng didn't care about him at all. He just shook his head and smiled, as if he was talking to Ao, and seemed to be just talking to himself: "In that case, let's go." Don't let all the seniors wait in a hurry. At that time, they will find a reason to punish me three cups. I really can't stand it.

Mo Shoucheng has been familiar with the walkway from the guest room to the Fuhai Hall in the past two or three days, and there is no need for Ao to lead the way. Although the journey was short, the three people didn't say a word, but it also seemed a little embarrassing.

Mo Shoucheng had the intention to talk to him before, but when he met Ao Lai, a little teenager, who looked like he was unreasonable, he had to give up. It's just that he can't figure out where he provoked this little dragon king, and why did the other party have such hostility to him?

And the other thing that makes Mo Shoucheng care a little is the girl who has been holding Ao Lai's corner and following him without saying a word. The child looked very timid. Since he saw her, he hasn't said a word from beginning to end. He remembered that she was crushed to the ground by Ao Lai before, and she didn't hum...

Such a beautiful little girl is not a mute, is she? Thinking of this possibility, Mo Shoucheng frowned slightly and sighed.

The gate of Fuhai Hall is three feet away in front of him. Mo Shoucheng has heard the noise inside, the sound of wine gurgling, the cups are intertwined, the sound of laughter, the sound of persuading wine, and the sound of pushing into a cheerful and lively tone.

"Sure enough..." It seems that he still can't escape the banquet today. Mo Shoucheng smiled bitterly, touched his nose, and planned to step into the hall.

At this time, Ao Lai stopped with the girl at the same time. Ao turned around, looked like a little adult, stretched out his hand and touched the little girl's head, and said softly, "Xiaoye, don't go in, or they will make you happy again." At this time, his face was full of gentleness, which was completely different from the previous indifference in the face of his father Baihu Hailong King and the stubborn hostility in the face of Mo Shoucheng.

It's like the gentleness of a little hedgehog.

The little girl nodded silently, swept Ao Lai's face with a look of fear and expectation, and then raised her little face and smiled at Mo Shoucheng. Mo Shoucheng was a little confused and then realized that she was using this smile instead of saying goodbye.

So Mo Shoucheng also waved to her, and then watched the little girl turn around and leave with Ao Lai.

"Can't that child... speak?" Although he knew that he would not get a friendly answer, he couldn't help asking Ao. He always cares a little about the little girl with clean and bright eyes and always a fearful look.

But the other party's smile at parting touched his heart so much - if you are afraid of yourself, why can you smile at yourself like this?

From Ao Lai's stubborn eyes, Mo Shoucheng can see his shadow... This is probably the important reason why the other party repeatedly sneaked on him but never really annoyed him. In the girl who was called Xiaoye by Ao Lai, Mo Shoucheng saw another girl.

The girl named Xuefei actually doesn't look like Xiaoye at all.

Xuefei is a strong child, which makes people feel sad. Although the contact with her was very short, Mo Shoucheng felt that he had fully realized the child's tenacity - in the environment of the house of the dead, when she was in danger.

"She is not dumb! She can talk!" Unexpectedly, although Ao Lai's reaction was very fierce, he answered. The little hedgehog blushed, almost looking like he wanted to jump up and grab Mo Shoucheng's skirt, shouting loudly.

Although Mo Shoucheng has said it euphemistically, it still annoyed him: "Xiaoye, Xiaoye is not that she can't speak!"

"We, when we rescued her from the sea, she said her name!" Aolai raised his fist at Mo Shoucheng, which was a childish and ridiculous threat - if Mo Shoucheng denied it, he would wave his fist.

"Her name is Xiaoye! She said her name was Xiaoye!"