Chapter 961: Feel the atmosphere of Spring Festival

"In that case, I have to thank him?" Huo Elementary Origin looked depressed. Although he was once part of the Wutian Sacred Stele, he now has an independent consciousness and naturally does not want to be imprisoned here. However, surrounded by the sacred pattern formed by Chixiao Lingzhi, he could not escape at all.
Recognizing fate seems to be the only choice.
"If you can think like this, you will definitely be in a better mood." Liu Lang enlightened the source of the fire department. "Besides, there is Master Bu staying here with you. It's okay. You two can chat and you are not lonely."
"Talk to him?" Fire Elemental Origin glanced at Bu Zhenhuan and turned his head disdainfully.
Bu Zhenhuan also curled his lips and snorted coldly: "Speaking as if I am willing to talk to you."
"Cough cough." Liu Lang coughed embarrassingly. There was a 500,000-year grievance between Huo Elementary Origin and Bu Zhenhuan. Although no one killed anyone in the end, it was obviously not overnight to get them to shake hands and make peace. Can do it.
While speaking, the red lines released by the origin of the fire system have spread throughout the inner space of the Heavenless Sacred Stele, the bloodline world and the outer star-moon secret realm. At this moment, it seems to be a whole.
After a while, the red lines gradually sank under the ground and water surface, and there was no trace, Liu Lang could clearly feel that the Heavenless Sacred Stele was different from before.
That feeling is like showing that a person who has fallen into a coma has gradually regained consciousness.
"The origin of the five elements is the source of power in a world. I can clearly feel that this world has vigorous vitality again." As a former celestial pinnacle refiner, Bu Zhenhuan's spiritual perception is extremely strong, although Not the Lord of the sacred artifacts, but still feel the changes in the surrounding environment.
"It's useless to pull so much. When fighting, it doesn't matter. It's the key." Liu Lang thought about the problem more simply and rudely than Bu Zhenhuan. What he wanted to know most was whether the power of the Heavenless Sacred Stele had increased.
However, it was too late today, and it was obviously not suitable for experimentation in Nanshan City. I can only talk about it later.
The reason for the ground shaking just now has been found, so Liu Lang didn't stay in the bloodline much longer. When he moved his mind, he returned to the stone house he built in the Xingyue Secret Realm.
Mu Xueqing was still waiting in the stone house, and ran out immediately after hearing the sound.
"Just now, I saw some red ripples on the ground, but they quickly disappeared." Mu Xueqing described what she had seen to Liu Lang with some worry.
"It doesn't matter, it is a natural phenomenon unique to this world. You can understand it as a mirage. In fact, it's all an illusion." Liu Lang comforted Mu Xueqing.
Now I'm telling Mu Xueqing about the origin of fire and the power of fire elements. Mu Xueqing certainly couldn't understand it. Therefore, Liu Lang found a simpler way of explanation.
"It's fine." Mu Xueqing breathed a sigh of relief.
"Let’s rest here tonight!" Just now I practiced the Yin-Yang Double Repair Collection with Mu Xueqing. Mu Xueqing consumed nearly one-third of Liu Lang's true yuan. Liu Lang needs to replenish it. Therefore, she must continue to stay in Xing. Moon secret realm practice.
After Mu Xueqing fell asleep in the big bed of the stone house, Liu Lang began to run the catalog of Destroying God.
There was no word for a night, and by the next morning, Liu Lang had returned to his peak state, and with Mu Xueqing who was still asleep, he walked out of the Wutian Sacred Stele.
Although Liu Lang put Mu Xueqing on the big bed in the bedroom very carefully, Mu Xueqing quickly woke up.
Now Mu Xueqing is a serious cultivator, feeling very keen, even in her sleep, some noise can not escape her ears.
Mu Xueqing knew that Liu Lang had booked a high-speed rail ticket to the capital at 7 o'clock in the morning, so she immediately got up from the bed. After refreshing briefly, Mu Xueqing went to the kitchen and made breakfast for two.
This time, accidentally learning about her own life experience had a huge psychological impact on Mu Xueqing, and because of this, she clearly recognized Liu Lang's role.
If it hadn't been for Liu Lang who had been by her side, she wouldn't be able to recover first.
Therefore, Mu Xueqing made up her mind that she can no longer live the days when she can stretch out her clothes and open her mouth. As a wife, she should also share part of the housework at home.
Although in terms of taste, Mu Xueqing's breakfast was very mediocre, but Liu Lang still ate nothing left. This is the respect for food, but also the respect for Mu Xueqing.
The consequence of this is that Mu Xueqing mistakenly thought that the breakfast she cooked was very good, and threatened that she would contract the breakfast at home from now on.
After eating, Liu Lang wanted to go to the high-speed rail station by himself, but Mu Xueqing had to drive him. In the past, Liu Lang was the driver. Today, Mu Xueqing took the driving seat first.
"Why don't you take a plane? It shouldn't be difficult to book today's ticket?" After starting the car, Mu Xueqing asked suspiciously.
"Go to the station and feel the atmosphere of the Spring Festival." Liu Lang said nonsense.
The reason why he didn’t take a plane was because he had already found out that Ye Tianlong had booked a flight to Beijing in the morning, and the flight from Nanshan to Beijing was only one day a day. What he had to do was to follow. Expose the stuffing.
"I guess you can't feel it anymore. On the second day of the first lunar month, there should be no people in the train station." Mu Xueqing smiled lightly, and the car drove out of the community.
As Mu Xueqing said, the railway station was very quiet on the second day of the first month, with only a few dozen passengers sitting in the empty waiting hall.
Mu Xueqing accompanied Liu Lang and waited until the ticket was checked and boarded before leaving.
Three hours later, the high-speed rail bus stopped at Jingcheng South Station.
Liu Lang checked the time, and it happened to be ten o'clock in the morning. At this time, the flight Ye Tianlong was taking should also just landed.
"Are you here?" Liu Lang received a call from Mo Ziyan as soon as he entered and exited the passageway.
Checking Ye Tianlong's flight information, Liu Lang asked Mo Ziyan to help. At that time, he also told Mo Ziyan that he would take the high-speed train over today.
"Here. I am about to leave the station." Liu Lang replied.
"I'm at the exit." Mo Ziyan said.
Liu Lang did not expect that Mo Ziyan would come to pick him up enthusiastically, and smiled, "See you in that minute."
A minute later, Liu Lang checked the ticket and left the station. He saw Mo Ziyan at a glance. Mo Ziyan was tall and tall without a mask. A long red down jacket was very eye-catching among the crowd.
"I'm embarrassed if you came to pick me up for the New Year." Liu Lang stepped forward and said.
"New Years are all for other people to celebrate the New Year, I am alone, there is no difference between usual." Mo Ziyan sighed and said.
The Mo family was completely disbanded under the auspices of Mo Ziyan's father, Mo Qianfan. A year ago, Mo Ziyan couldn't help returning to the Mo family. The Mo family was already empty. On the same day, he returned to the capital.
As for his father, Mo Qianfan, when the Mo family was disbanded, he said to find a place where no one was living in seclusion. Now, even Mo Ziyan can't find out where his father is.