The cold son of the bright moon in Qin Dynasty

I touched my forehead, it was full of sweat, I was so weak at the moment, I felt like I was going to faint, I shook my head vigorously, then straightened my bangs, and walked up the mountain.

"It's Mo Xuan?" A few hunters came over and couldn't believe it when they saw me. Is this beautiful boy in white clothes like snow in front of him the cold boy in black who likes to read?

"Yes." I nodded. They have a good relationship with my godfather, and they often come to my house as guests. After my godfather died, they often came to see me and brought me some wild game.

"Mo Xuan, why are you back?" They were a little surprised, didn't Mo Xuan say he was going out to avenge his godfather?Why are you back again? "I'm here to sweep the grave." Looking at the top of the mountain, it's not far from home, only ten minutes away.

"But..." They seemed to have something to hide, maybe Mo Xuan didn't have martial arts, so it's better not to go up. "What's the matter?" I could see that they seemed to have something to say, but why didn't they say it?

"Someone wants to build a house on the mountain and push down your godfather's tomb." A hunter's son who I know best said.

"What?" You want to push down my godfather's tomb, do you want to die?A bloodthirsty chill suddenly shot out from his eyes. There are people in the Wu clan who don't like to kill, but once the bottom line is provoked, the people of the Wu clan will become devils.

In a blink of an eye I was at the top of the hill, and now I have to stop them, maybe they haven't pushed the tomb down yet.

"Stop!" Fortunately, I was in time and saw them holding shovels and shovels in their hands, trying to push the tomb away. "Who are you?" A man holding a folding fan looked at me arrogantly.

"You are not allowed to push down this tomb?" I looked at them and snatched the shovel and shovel from several people. "Hey, boy, you don't look bad, what's your name?" The man with the fan came over, "Are you interested in going to a brothel?" He smiled, but his mouth was still so dirty. with.

He knocked off his fan with one hand, and then punched him, hitting the bridge of his nose, causing nosebleeds to flow out immediately. "You, you, you!" He pointed at me speechless, and then hurriedly wiped away the blood from his nose.

"Don't you want to push this place down?" I pointed to my godfather's tomb, and then glanced coldly at everyone here. "Who is this dead man?" He touched his injured nose.

"My godfather." I glanced at the grave, which still had my writing written on it. "Your relatives? Forget it, let's go, let's not use this place anymore?" He greeted his subordinates.

real?I looked at him, why is this kind of person so easy to talk to? "What are you looking at? I'm in a good mood, let's go." He was the first to walk in front, and then left.

"Who is this person?" I looked at him and asked the hunters next to me.

"He is the number one son of the local area, that is, Young Master Jin, but he is a very nice person. As long as you have something urgent, he will definitely help." They explained to me, so he is still a good person, it seems that I Wrong person.

"But his father is not a good man, Mo Xuan, you better be careful, let's go first." They checked the time, it was getting late, so they walked over.

After there was no one here, I knelt down in front of my godfather, tears streaming down my face instantly, why is this happening?Am I wrong?Maybe I shouldn't let Tianming go to martial arts, because I pushed him too hard, but otherwise, with his lazy appearance, when can he take revenge on his parents?

Tears fell to the ground.

"Godfather, maybe I was really wrong." With my hands on the ground, tears kept falling. I once asked myself, is it my own problem?In the previous life, my parents died in an earthquake, and then I was pushed off the plane by my senior sister. In this life, my parents died when I was so young, and my godfather also died within a few years. Now it seems that this is obviously my own. Wrong, maybe I shouldn't be here, or if I shouldn't have been born, it wouldn't hurt anyone.