Mo Xiaobao, full name Mo Yu Chen, the heir of the Prince Ding Mansion. If you want to ask who has the strongest background in the world? The answer of everyone in the world is the same – Mo Yu Chen. The domineering Prince Ding, Mo Xiuyao, is his father. The Princess Ding, Ye Li, who is also famous for holding the most elite Qi Lin in the world, is his mother. The head of the world, Mr. Qingyun, is his grandfather. Mr. Hongyu and Mr. Hongyan are his granduncles. The five young masters of the Xu family are his uncles. The most important thing is that he has a unique position in the Xu family. Even if a pair of younger siblings were added later, it has never been shaken. But if you want to ask who is the most miserable person in the world? Little Shizi Mo will tell you – it is also Mo Yu Chen. Little Shizi Mo thinks that the reason why he has such a miserable life is all because he has a father who can cheat his son the most. So much so that he dreams of becoming a son who can cheat his father.
Mo Xiaobao's miserable life began from the moment he was born. When he was born, perhaps before he was born, his father blamed him for eating too much, causing his dear mother to suffer and become thin. When he was born, his father thought that he was too much of a tormentor, causing his mother to suffer too much. Even after he was born, his father thought that his mother paid too much attention to him and was jealous. He also gave him a nickname that would make him unable to raise his head for the rest of his life. So when Mo Xiaobao grew up, every time he recalled it, he felt that his childhood was a big cupboard full of tableware.
His mother once comforted him that the name Xiaobao was very cute and cute. Mo Xiaobao agreed very much. Before he was ten years old, this name had always been very cute and cute. So Mo Xiaobao also learned how to sell his cuteness. But when he grew up, he found that his mother's comfort was really a white lie. When his nickname spread throughout the Mohist army and slowly spread out, he finally understood his father's sinister intentions.
Although Mo Xiaobao's life before he was ten years old was full of fighting wits and courage with his father, it was generally relaxed and happy. But his good days came to an end after his younger brother and sister's first birthday. On the second day of his younger siblings' first birthday, he received a three-month confinement. Three months later, when he finally crawled out of his own courtyard and thought that he might have autism, he was thrown into the large study where his father dealt with official business and was given a schedule that could be described as insane. Since then, he had to wake up earlier than the chickens, sleep later than the dogs, work harder than the cows, and eat worse than the living conditions.
However, Mo Xiaobao was a person with great ambitions, so he knew what it meant by suffering the hardest to rise above others, and what it meant by the heavens bestowing a great responsibility upon him. Thus, after painstakingly training for over a year, Mo Xiaobao, who had just turned twelve, and Qin Lie, who was already fifteen, were thrown into the Qi Lin to train.
Qi Lin was the most elite member of the Mohist army. Logically speaking, they wouldn't accept someone of Xiaobao's age. Back then, Qin Lie had been rejected because he was too young. But when Mo Xiaobao successfully passed through the swamp forest of Qi Lin's training, and used all kinds of methods to defeat seven members of Qi Lin, he finally opened the door to Qi Lin. Using the words of Qi Lin's commander, Qin Feng: "Third-rate methods, second-rate strength, first-rate results." Mo Xiaobao became the youngest member of Qi Lin in history.
In the eyes of outsiders, Qilin was mysterious, noble, and elegant, but to the people who had become his members, he was actually as kind and amiable as a family. After all, they didn't want to be cold and aloof to people every day. Thus, Mo Xiaobao encountered his first problem after joining Qi Lin — codenames.
Every official member of Qi Lin had to have a codename that they liked and recognized by their comrades.
Mo Xiaobao and Qin Lie were assigned to the same group. The group had a total of eight people. As for the codenames, there were all kinds of them. Some were called Snow Wolf, Fierce Tiger, some were called Falcon Crow, and some were called Hammer Iron Hammer. Mo Xiaobao decided to give himself a high-end codename. He was going to be a person whose name would shake the world in the future, so his codename naturally couldn't be vague.
Just as Mo Xiaobao was racking his brains over his codename, Qin Lie, who had been waiting impatiently, frowned and said, "Do you still need another codename? Didn't your good fortune already spread throughout the world? No matter how much effort you put in, the codename you came up with cannot be better than the original. "
Mo Xiaobao blinked. "Do I? Do I have to be called Crown Prince? That's not good, it feels like I'm showing off my father, right? "
Qin Lie rolled his eyes and faintly spat out two words. "Xiaobao."
Mo Xiaobao's smile froze, and he wanted to pounce over and bite Qin Lie. "Qin Lie, you traitor!" Qin Lie snorted and said, "Do you think they don't know? How come I didn't know that the Prince Ding Mansion's heir had the habit of burying his head in the sand? Or did someone forget how to loudly proclaim his name in front of the Mohist army? "
In the past, little heir Mo's feat of loudly proclaiming "I am Mo Xiaobao" in front of thousands of soldiers and horses was famous throughout the three armies. Since the heir liked this nickname so much, the soldiers of the Mohist army naturally approved of this incomparably cute name, and it was said that it was given by the Prince. Although there were people who felt that this name was not good for the heir's tall and mighty image, but after seeing the little heir's delicate smile and cute expression, they couldn't help but agree that his highness Prince Ding was too wise and farsighted. It was to the point that many years later, Mo Xiaobao could not help but deeply regret his actions of using his cuteness to trick the heir.
Mo Xiaobao looked at his teammates in despair. His teammates smiled in agreement, indicating that Qin Lie's words were true. Originally, Qi Lin might have been more closed off than other armies, but Qi Lin's news was definitely not closed off. More importantly, a large portion of the current Qi Lin had just joined in the past two years, and many of them had personally witnessed the little heir's feats.
"Xiaobao is very good, it suits his image very well. Let's call him Xiaobao! "The leader of the group was the first to make the decision. This might be the only chance in his life to mess with the heir, so he had to do it. Although this could very well be the reason why he was continuously enslaved by someone for the rest of his life.
Therefore, under the situation of seven to one, Mo Xiaobao was forced to accept the name Xiaobao again with the absolute minority of votes. Because he was temporarily serving Qi Lin, Qi Lin's internal members jokingly called him "Qi Lin Xiaobao", "Qi Lin Baby" …
The blow to his name almost made Mo Xiaobao unable to recover. He no longer had the ambition he had when he first joined Qi Lin. It wasn't that Mo Xiaobao didn't want to do something big, but whenever he thought of hearing countless people call him "Xiaobao XX", "Xiaobao XXXX", "Xiaobao XXXX", he had the urge to hide in the wilderness for the rest of his life. Therefore, after reflecting on the painful experience, Mo Xiaobao finally confirmed that his life was Prince Ding. He wanted to be evil! Be open and aboveboard, be famous for thousands of miles, and be awe-inspiring in the world. He wanted to hide in the dark, be evil, and scheme against people. He wanted the martial arts world to not have his name, but there would definitely be legends about him! He wanted to use his own method to wash away this unglamorous nickname! The consecutive blows finally caused the soft and adorable Mo Xiaobao to turn completely black.
"Xiaobao!"
"…"
"Mo Xiaobao …"
"…"
"Baby Qi Lin?"
"Whoosh …" An arrow pierced through the air and firmly nailed itself between the legs of a certain team commander who was sitting lazily on the ground. It was only one centimeter away from a certain sensitive part. A certain young heir with a gloomy expression slowly walked over and calmly pulled out the arrow. "My apologies, Commander. The shot was off by a hand. I'll practice 20 more times! "
A certain commander quietly shrunk his legs and couldn't help but tremble as tears streamed down his face. Damn, you missed by just one centimeter. If you didn't miss, where did you want to shoot?
"Brother Xiaobao!"
"…"
"Brother Xiaobao, Xin 'er promised to marry me when she grows up!" A certain adorable little softie happily rushed into the study. She was so pleased with herself that she even called him by his childhood name.
"…" The young man behind the desk coldly glanced at her and didn't say anything.
"Hahaha, Xin 'er finally agreed to marry me. I'm going to tell my parents. I'm going to prepare the betrothal gift!" Little Dumb Leng danced with joy.
"Give up. You can't afford to marry my sister even if you sell your whole family." The young man mercilessly attacked.
"No way! Princess Ding will definitely agree! Humph! "Little Dumb Leng was still happy." Mo Xiaobao, it's wrong to be jealous of your future brother-in-law! "
Looking at Little Dumb Leng who ran away, the young man looked ferocious. "Come on, tell Xu Zhirui that I don't discriminate against close relatives. I believe that the excellence of the Xu family can make up for this small defect. In addition … tell the little princess that it's embarrassing to take a fool out. "
The next day, the thirteen-year-old young master of the Leng family was heartbroken because Princess Xin 'er, who was just four years old, said that she wanted to marry Cousin Zhirui more.
"Xiaobao, can you do me a favor?" Young Master Feng San pulled the young master of the Prince Ding Mansion with a smile. He looked as if they were close and it would be embarrassing if he didn't help him.
A dark light flashed in Mo Xiaobao's calm eyes. "What's the matter?"
Young Master Feng San carefully took out a delicate box and handed it to him. "Help me give this to … you know?"
"Why don't you give it to her yourself?" Mo Xiaobao opened it and saw a delicate and beautiful phoenix hairpin inside.
Young Master Feng San sighed helplessly. "She doesn't want to see me. Your father said that I don't do anything important every day and I can't go out of the city this month. Xiaobao, do me a favor. Aren't you going out of the city to visit Mr. Qingyun today? This … this is for you? "Young Master Feng San reluctantly took out a pair of bright pearls and gave it to Mo Xiaobao.
After a long time, Mo Xiaobao finally nodded calmly and agreed.
Seeing Young Master Feng San turn around and leave happily, Mo Xiaobao turned back and threw the pearls to the guard behind him. "Send this to Mrs. Yang." Thinking for a while, Mo Xiaobao said, "Forget it. I'll send it myself. Feng San is so careless. He doesn't even leave a letter. No wonder she doesn't like him. "
A month later, Young Master Feng San went out of the city and asked to see someone. This time, he didn't even enter the city, let alone see the person. And Young Master Feng San would never know why.
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