Mo Xiong's friends who had no help were naturally shameless to stay and said goodbye to leave. Wu Hua'an also took his son's body back to bury. The Mo family held a banquet again, but this time it was not to celebrate Mo Xiong's birthday, but to entertain Zhang Chaozong.

Although Mo Xiong was seriously injured, he insisted on staying with Zhang Chaozong. He took a healing pill, which temporarily suppressed his injuries.

"Senior saved our Mo family, please accept Mo Xiong's worship." Because Zhang Chaozong used the breath-taking talisman, Mo Xiong could not see through his cultivation, and he treated Zhang Chaozong as a foundation-building cultivator.

"Fellow Daoist, you don't have to be polite. I'm seriously injured when I met an opponent and I was rescued by Miss Mo to save my life. Therefore, this action is just to repay kindness." Zhang Chaozong helped Mo Xiong up.

Mo Xiong really didn't know that there was such an incident. He looked at his daughter Mo Lingzhu, and Mo Lingzhu told him about the situation that day.

"Senior, the little girl is rude. It's a sin to let you be a groom. Don't worry, I will punish her severely." Mo Xiong was frightened and said to himself: "Daughter, daughter, you are really capable, and you actually let such a master be a groom for you."

"Fellow Daoist, I voluntarily act as a groom to recover from my home. Speaking of which, I also want to thank Miss Mo for providing me with a place to heal me." Zhang Chaozong said hurriedly.

"No matter what, the little girl is doing this inappropriately. Lingzhu, why don't you toast and apologize to the senior?" Mo Xiong shouted.

Mo Lingzhu quickly stood up, stepped on lotus steps, walked to Zhang Chaozong slowly, and handed him a glass of water and wine.

"Senior Zhang, Lingzhu was rude before, please don't blame him." Mo Lingzhu showed a shy look.

Just now, Zhang Chaozong's peerless charm of striking the thunder dragon was deeply imprinted into her mind. She was so handsome that Mo Lingzhu felt that she had fallen in love with this man.

"Thank you." Zhang Chaozong drank all the wine.

Mo Lingzhu looked at him with charming eyes and returned to her seat. Zhang Chaozong saw Cui'er standing behind Mo Lingzhu and waved to her. Cui'er walked carefully to Zhang Chaozong, and secretly looked at Zhang Chaozong's face while walking.

"Cui'er, because of your meticulous care, my injuries can heal so quickly. In my heart, you are my real sister. Now I ask you, are you willing to be my sister?" Zhang Chaozong asked very solemnly.

Cui'er stood there stupidly, as if she was dreaming. The others present were also stunned. No one expected that Zhang Chaozong would value Cui'er so much.

"What? You don't want to?" Zhang Chaozong asked with a smile when he saw Cui'er standing there.

"Ah, I do, Cui'er is willing." Cui'er couldn't stop crying.

She was an orphan since she was adopted by the Mo family and was responsible for serving Mo Lingzhu. Although Mo Lingzhu was not bad to her, she still treated her as a maid and could not be said to be affectionate. In Cui'er's heart, she dreamed that she loved and spoiled her brother.

"Okay, from now on, you will be my sister and I will be your brother." Zhang Chaozong reached out to wipe away Cui'er's tears.

Cui'er felt a warm current flowing in her body, and her joyful heart was about to explode. Mo Xiong beside her was so cunning that she quickly asked the servant to bring a chair and put it next to Zhang Chaozong, so that Cui'er could sit down.

The banquet continued, but Cui'er's status changed fundamentally, from a little girl serving people to a second lady. Even her second lady's status was even higher than Mo Lingzhu.

"Fellow Daoist, I have a request, and I hope you can agree." After three rounds of wine and five flavors, Zhang Chaozong said to Mo Xiong.

"Senior, I have a choice, Mo Xiong goes through fire and water, and he will never refuse." Mo Xiong patted his chest and promised.

"Cui'er is my sister. In theory, I should take her away with me. But you also know where the world of immortal cultivation is, which is extremely cruel and you will worry about your life if you are not careful. Once I take Cui'er back to the sect, I may not be able to take good care of her, and maybe she will lose her life. So, I want her to continue to stay in the Mo Mansion, but not as a maid, but as a lady. I wonder what Mo Daoist thought?" Zhang Chaozong originally wanted to take Cui'er back to Beiyuan Sect with him, but when he thought of the Huo Daoist eyeing him, he still changed his mind.

"I think it's a big deal. Senior, don't worry. As long as I, Mo Xiong, are there, Cui'er will definitely be a food and a food in the Mo family. If you are out of clothes, no one dares to be disrespectful to her at all." Mo Xiong was overjoyed. This was simply a chance to get in touch with Zhang Chaozong.

"Then I will thank Fellow Daoist Mo for Dai Cui'er." Zhang Chaozong had expected this to be the result, and was not surprised at all.

Cui'er listened to the conversation between Zhang Chaozong and Mo Xiong, and bit her lip nervously. She had been sensible since she was a slave and had never been a lady, so she was a little at a loss. Seeing that Cui'er was a little nervous, she held her little hand. Cui'er suddenly had the courage and calmed down a lot.

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After drinking this wine for two hours, everyone left. It was natural that Zhang Chaozong could not live in the original servile house. Mo Xiong personally directed people to make a living in the best room for him. Cui'er knew that Zhang Chaozong would not stay in the Mo's house for too long, so she went to talk to him all day until it got darker and then went back to rest. Of course, Cui'er could not live in the original place. Mo Xiong asked her to live in the upper room first and immediately asked someone to start a new yard for her.

Zhang Chaozong was an immortal cultivator. Although he drank a lot of alcohol, he was not drunk much. He sat cross-legged on the bed and practiced his skills. It was completely dark and it became very quiet outside, with faint cries of insects coming.

"Swish, swish, swish, swish." A sound of footsteps came.

Zhang Chaozong's spiritual consciousness moved and thought to himself, how could she come here at this time?

"Dongdongdongdongdong." A gentle knock on the door came.

Zhang Chaozong frowned, but he still went over and opened the door. Outside the door, there was a young girl standing pretty, none other than Mo Lingzhu. Mo Lingzhu was obviously dressed up carefully, with light makeup, and a faint fragrance on her body.

"Miss Mo, it's so late, how could you come here?" Zhang Chaozong asked.

"Don't you invite me in?" Mo Lingzhu's pair of lively eyes seemed to be able to look at Zhang Chaozong like a water cut.

"Miss Mo, please come in." Zhang Chaozong hesitated for a moment, thinking that no matter what, Mo Lingzhu saved his life and keeping him out was not a way to entertain guests.
Chapter completed!