Fast Travel Villain: Sanctioning the Son of Luck

Chapter 560 The Truth Is False (39)

"Tongtong? Tongtong?" Zuo's mother keenly sensed something wrong with Xing Mo, and waved her somewhat rough palm in front of her with great concern.

Thinking about it, I probably thought she was bewitched.

"Mom, I'm fine. Didn't you say that you made my favorite pot-packed meat? It just so happened that I just went out for a run, and now I'm starving. Let's go home and have dinner."

Xing Mo put away the redundant expressions on his face, and answered Zuo's mother according to Zuo Xintong's character in the information, half coaxing and half persuading, and pushing the confused Zuo mother back into the room.

But behind Zuo's mother, Xing Mo, who was laughing, had a millennium-year-old pool of cold pools in his eyes, like a wild beast that was brewing anger, and people couldn't help but feel numb when they saw it.

Softly coaxing Mother Zuo to go back to the room, Xing Mo looked up at the void and frowned slightly.

She silently said to nothingness: Who are you?
Just like the assumption in my mind, there was no response.

Tsk, coward.

Xing Mo cut a sound.

Between the eyebrows and eyes, there was a rare violent look, the red in the pupils began to spread more and more, and finally even the whites of the eyes began to be stained with a faint crimson...

If there are people here who know something, they can probably tell that this is already a sign of madness.

And this demon is exactly where the demon of the heart lies.

"Tongtong, why are you standing there stupidly? Come here quickly, dinner is about to start!"

Zuo's mother didn't wait for her daughter's response for a long time, so she couldn't help knocking on the pot with some curiosity, wanting to call Xing Mo's over for dinner.

Hearing the sudden sound, Xing Mo trembled twice as if he had suddenly reacted.

Immediately afterwards, a bleary look appeared on his face, as if he had just woken up from a dream.

Shaking his head, Xing Mo, who quickly reacted, maintained the normal behavior that the original owner should have, talking and laughing at Yanyan and eating with Zuo's mother who had never been in contact with him.

After a meal, Zuo's mother was so elated, she kept joking with the unsmiling Zuo's father, laughing at her daughter who might have been changed at some point.

At the dinner table, Xing Mo rolled his eyes with a smile, "Mom, are you afraid that you have read too many novels? How is it possible to change your soul? How can you be so tall, thin, and beautiful? How could it be possible for a beautiful girl to be in your lap?" Someone changed their soul under their noses?"

Mother Zuo knocked her head, and then laughed, "You said me too, as I get older, I always have some unconstrained ideas in my mind. Look at me, a big girl who is so lively, how could it be possible? What if someone changed his soul?"

"That's right, how is it possible?"

Hearing this, Xing Mo rolled his eyes with a catering smile, but no one saw it. Under the dining table, the iron spoon had already been crushed into fine pieces.

And in those crooked smiles, there was no emotion in the pupils.

Although I'm sorry, she really has been changed.

No, no.

There is another possibility.

Originally the soul of Zuo Xintong.

Or maybe it never actually existed.

After Xing Mo had dinner, he went back to the bedroom on the pretext of being unwell.

Zuo's father and left's mother seemed to have a big heart, and they didn't really take her words seriously.

Before walking to the bedroom door, Xing Mo held the slightly cold doorknob, hesitated for a while, and then looked back at his father and mother.

(End of this chapter)