Dark Beast Summoner

Long Moshen hugged his two children tightly, his tall body was trembling slightly, he was afraid that all this was just a beautiful dream in front of him, when he woke up, everything was broken like a bubble, and there was no trace left, only himself Feeling the endless abyss of loneliness alone.

He closed his eyes tightly, greedily inhaling the familiar fragrance on her body, and her warm body temperature spread to him, and he only had the feeling that his feet were on the ground.

These are his twins, living twins!

She is not dead, she is alive and well! She didn't lie alone somewhere in the cold.

At this moment, his heart that was riddled with holes also seemed to come alive and began to beat vigorously.

Shuang'er, you don't know how much I have missed you these past few years.

But you don't have to know, because you're alive, that's enough.

"Oh! It's so boring!"

Xiao Xuanxi, who was squeezed between the two, shouted angrily.

Only then did Long Moshen let go as if he had just woken up from a dream, looked at her and said, "Shuang'er, does it hurt you?"

"Wow! It's Uncle Long! Why didn't you ask me? Xixi just got squeezed and his hands hurt." Xiao Xuanxi rubbed his hands, and then said excitedly:

"Uncle Long, do you want to be my father, so come and hug me and my mother?"

Long Mo looked at Xiao Xuanxi with a deep throat, then at Shuang'er, and then took the mother and son into his arms, but his movements were much softer than before.

What he should have thought long ago, his unique kindness and love for Xuan Xi was actually connected by blood. It's just that he didn't dare to hope. After being disappointed countless times, how could he hope that Shuang'er could still keep his children under such circumstances.

Mu Wushuang froze, didn't speak or move. In this situation, she really didn't know how to react. He was exactly the same as the people in the fantasy world, as handsome as a god, but he was thinner than the people in the fantasy world. Too much, so thin that when hugging, his shoulders are smashed.

His eyes are also too complicated, with surprise and excitement mixed with caution, as if he can't tell whether the scene in front of him is real or unreal. All these emotions, at that moment, all smashed into her eyes, making her even reject the idea become powerless.

Long Moshen was reluctant to let go of the mother and son in his arms. He was tired of searching aimlessly. He was afraid that if he let go, the two children would disappear again.

"Shuang'er, you finally came back to me."

He took a deep breath and buried his head in her warm neck.

"Uncle Long, are you not feeling well? Why are you crying?"

Xiao Xuanxi said in a milky voice, he looked at the back of his little hand, there were a few crystal tears on it, he was a little puzzled and a little worried, Uncle Long is fine, why are you crying.

Mu Wushuang was surprised, did he actually cry?

He is the young emperor of Qinglong Shrine who is famous for his indifference.

"No, it's just a few drops of rain falling from the sky." How could the dignified young emperor admit that he was crying.

"Xuanxi, you can't call me uncle, I'm your father." He continued.

Xiao Xuanxi opened his mouth wide: "Uncle Long, you finally figured out, are you going to be my father? But you said last night that you wouldn't be my father. Mother is right, men are all fickle."

Long Moshen thought that the fickle man in Shuang'er's mouth was him. No wonder Shuang'er didn't say a word until now. She must have thought she didn't find her!

He hurriedly looked into her eyes nervously and said:

"Shuang'er, I have searched every corner of the Cangming Continent, hundreds of continents, and I have never stopped looking for your whereabouts. I have you in my heart all the time, and my love for you will never change. You Trust me, I never gave up on you!"

Mu Wushuang was a little overwhelmed by his sudden show of love, and for some reason, her heartbeat was racing.

She took a step back, took her hand out of his palm, and said in a low voice, "Don't get me wrong, I'm not talking about you, I forgot about the past, including you."

Long Moshen's hand froze in mid-air, the purple eyes that were bright as stars just dimmed, and his face became pale: "Shuang'er, have you forgotten me?"

Seeing his hurt expression, Mu Wushuang's heart suddenly throbbed.

She frowned, this uncontrollable emotion made her very weak.

She wanted to say something, but didn't know what to say.

At this moment, he suddenly smiled, "But Shuang'er, you know that I am Xuan Xi's father, don't you? It doesn't matter if you forget me, as long as you live, you can get to know me again."

Mu Wushuang raised his eyes to look at him, his mouth slightly open, speechless.

Can this man be so humble for himself?

She seemed to have no way of rejecting this handsome and affectionate man.

Could it be that my former self really moved my heart?

"Shuang'er, my name is Long Moshen, and I'm your fiancé."

He said to her seriously.

Mu Wushuang's face turned red at once. Although he had set up a barrier as soon as he arrived, no one could hear their conversation, but she still had the feeling of being watched privately by the public.

"What is a fiance?" Xiao Xuanxi asked suddenly.

"Go back and explain to you, it's too late, we have to go," she said.

"Okay, I'll take you off."

Although Long Mo was lost in his heart, although there were countless things that she said to her, but she lost her memory, she couldn't remember anything, and his full of thoughts could only be deeply hidden in his heart.

He also knew that Shuang'er's heart was very defensive, and it was difficult to open it. He finally opened her heart, but she didn't expect her to forget everything.

But what does it matter? He can make Shuang'er accept him once, and he can make her accept him twice.

One day, his twins will accept him wholeheartedly.

Watching the disciple hug and hug a man and then leave, Wujizi's mood is shocked!

In the dark of night, other people can't see the man's eyes, but Wujizi can see it, his heart is beating like thunder, could it be that the man of the precious disciple is the young emperor of Qinglong Shrine? !

Xiao Xuanxi looks like this man is carved out of the same mold, like a cute miniature version of him.

Blind eyes can't see their resemblance!

No one would believe him if he said he was not Xiao Xuanxi's father!

Tsk tsk, his apprentice is really good at picking men!

Blind Long Yi: I want to cry but have no tears, the master has a cold iceberg face every day, Xiao Xuanxi is so cute and cute, how do they resemble each other!

Blind Long Moshen: I only have two children in my eyes, you ask what my son looks like? Oh, he has two eyes, a nose, a mouth and two ears.

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The residence is not far from the competition venue, and it took a short walk to arrive. On the way, Xiao Xuanxi was chatting with Long Moshen. He didn't seem to know that the person he wanted to recognize as his father was his biological father.

Before entering the room, Xiao Xuanxi suddenly asked him with red eyes, "Are you really going to be my father?"