Apotheosis – Ascension to Godhood

Mo Hugh’s face showed a sly smile, and this nephew was so fooled, so his face returned to its former elegant and extravagant look, and smiled: "If this is the case, today..."

"Wait!" Mo Xi’s words have not been finished yet, but Zhu Qianning stood up again.

Mo Hugh’s brows are slightly wrinkled. He is in the position of the home. Few people dare to interrupt him on weekdays, but today several teenagers interrupted him, but he saw Zhu Qianning, and he did not dare to reveal it at the moment. Too much dissatisfaction, instead asked: "Miss Zhu Jiada, what else?"

"You almost killed Luo Zheng, how do you count this?"

Most of the women are small-bellied chicken intestines, and there are hatreds to report. It is impossible to expect Zhu Qianning to be like a gentleman.

What's more, Mo Xiyan just killed Luo Zheng, this is something she can't tolerate anyway!

Mo Hughyan’s face was so heavy that his face was completely refraction today, but Zhu’s little Nizi still grabbed himself and was really too insatiable! Mo Xiuyan's face also sank: "Miss Zhu Jiada, I have already said that everyone has something wrong with today's events. It is also a misunderstanding. If I feel that Mo Mou has done it, still I hope to bear more."

Zhu Qianning sneered: "I have advised you before, so that you don't want to do it, but you don't see me forbearing me? If you are not a prisoner, you will bear it? Then you said, why should I cover you?"

"Mr. Zhu Jiada, must you bite this thing?" Mo Xiu retired, and his face was gloomy.

"Of course it is!" Zhu Qianning looked like a natural look.

"Oh, deceiving too much!" Mo Hughe finally couldn't help it. It was a three-pointed person. Moxiu had to endure it now, and he had already lost the face of a family owner, but he could not be beaten by a junior. Under Zhu Qianning's persecution, he could not be tolerated anyway.

At this time, the prisoners in the middle of the air showed a feminine smile. "Since a thousand condensate is not smooth, I naturally want to give him a head. Thousands of condensate you say, let me do it?"

Zhu Qiang’s mouth was slightly tilted, and he wanted to let the prisoners teach Moxi’s words. At this time, Mo Yun, next to her, smashed her sleeves.

Mo Yun’s face was pale, his face was the color of prayer, and he whispered: “Qian Ningjie, beg you, let me squat, this thing is so good?”

After all, Mo Yun is the girlfriend of Zhu Qianning, and she is the daughter of Mo Xiyan. At this moment, she is really in a dilemma.

Zhu Qianning looked at Mo Yun's look, and his heart suddenly softened. Finally, Zhu Qian sighed and said to the prisoner: "Uncle Cang, forget it, this is the end of today."

There are no grudges in the prisoners and Mo Xiuyan. Since Zhu Qianging said this, he himself has no objection. He just showed a strange smile to Mo Mou’s words, and then he began to raise a little bit of crystal clear ice crystals. His figure was completely wrapped in it and flew outwards.

Mo Can took his father's blood jade bracelet, and there is no need to stay in this Mo family. He said to Luo Zheng: "Luo Zhengxiong, let us also leave."

Luo Zheng nodded, this only greeted Zhang Wuxian, Zhou Xian and others are ready to leave.

Zhang Wuxian communicated with Shihu, and Shihu took the hatchet at the end.

The last thing that went out was Zhu Qianning. She had previously wanted to teach Mo Yun’s father. At this moment, she went to comfort Mo Yun’s sentence, and then glanced at Mo’s words, as if to say, if not for your daughter’s On the face, today you are dead!

Then he followed, very dissatisfied and shouted: "Hey, you wait for me!"

When Luo Zheng and others left, Mo Xiuyan sighed and sighed. When he waved his hand, a Taishi chair next to him automatically moved over. His whole person was like a beggar, lying heavily in the Taishi chair.

Since he became the owner of the Mo family, he has never suffered such a big loss.

Others in the Mo family, this time are silent, they all know that Mo Mouzhen is really on the fire at this moment, whoever goes up to talk to him will definitely become the object of his fire.

However, Mo Yu is his son. Without such jealousy, he said to Mo Huoyan: "Hey, is this the case?"

Mo Hugh snorted and asked: "Isn't that so, how can it be?"

What capital does he have in his family, against Zhang and Zhu? It is not even worthy to give shoes to people! More qualified to be the opponent of others.

Mo Yu bit his teeth, his eyes are red, it is like a sleepy beast, he wants to think about it, the root of the problem is in Mo Can, he secretly swears in his heart, this hatred must be reported, he must Let Mocan regret coming to this world!

The Luo Zheng who defeated him, this hatred can not be counted, he knows that he and Luo Zheng is not a level of people, even if the father has no way to take the kid, he is even more incompetent.

Just then, a manager in Mofu rushed over.

There seems to be something to report, but the other people in the other side of the house have made a look at the management, indicating that this time should not disturb Mo Xiyan.

At this time I went to disturb the owner, that is, he was looking for death.

However, it seems that the things that seem to be rewarding are very important. I have been hesitant for a while, and I have to look around with an anxious look.

This was met by Mo Yu, and he came out and asked the manager: "Do you have anything to report?"

When I saw Mo Yu, my face was very ugly, and I said, "I just went to the Fuzhong to investigate, the house in the government, the house was ruined by the kid three hundred and thirty-six..."

"What!" Mo Yu's face is also a casual one.

Although he heard the violent crash, Mo Yu also guessed that the loss in the government was terrible.

There are a total of 561 Fangfu residences in Mofu. Although it is not difficult to destroy the repairs, no matter which sect is, it is very important to inherit.

Most of these houses were passed down by the ancestors of Mo's family. I didn't expect that this fight would have destroyed more than 300 houses, almost half of them. It is also an invisible for Mo. loss!

When I heard this report, Mo Yu’s hatred was even stronger. Looking at the door of Mofu, it was the direction that Mocan left: “Mocan... I must kill you personally!”

Mo Can naturally couldn't hear Mo Yu's words. Although he got the blood jade bracelet, his mood was still very low.

He is very optimistic on weekdays. At this moment, he is still walking in front of him, a look of sullenness.

Zhang Wuxian and Zhou Xian saw Mo Can look like this. They looked at each other and they did not have a better way to persuade Mo Can.

After all, I suddenly learned that my father might be drowned, and it is more likely that he was killed by Mo Can’s uncle. The extent of his uncomfortable feelings can be imagined.

It is estimated that Mocan will not return to Mofu afterwards.

This kind of feeling, Zhang Wuxian and Zhou Xian are relatively less profound. The only experience here is Mo Can, and Luo Zheng.

What is the similarity between Luo Zheng and Mo Can?

His father, Luo Wei, was harmed by the second uncle and the third uncle. Luo Zheng’s experience was even worse than that of Mo Can. He himself was degraded as a slave, and he was bullied in the family and almost paid the price of his life.

Luo Zheng suddenly stepped forward and patted Mo Can’s shoulder and said, “Mo Can, do you want to know the truth and avenge your father?”

Mo Can shrugged his head and nodded. "Think, but I can't do it."

"Can't do it?" Luo Zheng's face showed a hint of ridicule. "If you can't do it, why bother you still have to live in this world? Is it better to jump into the Jinshui River next to it?"

At this moment, a group of people are walking along a river. The river is called Jinshui River. It is the largest inner city river in the imperial capital. The golden waters are sparkling and reflected under the sunset. The golden light is like a gold layer on the entire river.

Mo Can looked at the Jinshui River next to him, and his eyes were full of sorrow. "Yes, my father is dying. My son is not only unable to investigate the truth. Even if he knows the truth, he can’t revenge for him... It’s better not to drown. This Jinshui River will drown hundreds of people every year, and I am not afraid of more than one floating body..."

When Zhang Wuxian and Zhou Xian heard Luo Zheng’s words, they all showed strange expressions on their faces. How can they so comfort people? Luo Zheng This is not to persuade Mo Can to commit suicide? However, Luo Zheng thought that he would not do things that he was not sure about. He must have his own practices and ideas. They did not intervene and waited for them to change. If Mo Can really wants to commit suicide by the river, they are naturally not allowed.

At this time, Luo Zheng smiled and said: "I thought that you have already weakened home, I did not expect you to have courage!"

Mo Can looked at Luo Zheng with a sullen look and said strangely: "Courage? Where can I have courage?"

"Don't be afraid of death, what are you afraid of? What are you still afraid of? If you ask him in person and ask questions, he can kill you with a sword at most, how can you treat you?" The sentence asks, "I don't even fear death, then you are better off fighting yourself! If you have strength in the future, then go to talk with Momo, what can he do with you? Since you can look down on life and death, why? Don't take your own life?"

When I heard Luo Zheng’s words, Mo Can’s heart suddenly screamed through the screaming...

Mo Can's temper is soft, and he is reluctant to accept it, but there is still a kind of tenacity in his heart! Otherwise, with the help of Luo Zheng, he is also unable to obtain Qingyun Zong.

Luo Zheng’s words are justified. Life is bitter. It’s a pity that it’s a pity to die. It’s better to try your best, to fight, and finally fail. The worst case is just a "dead" word!

Mo Can followed the thoughts of Luo Zheng, as if at this moment, a new door opened for him, Mo Can did not ask for much in this world. Even if he was admitted to Qingyunzong, he was not happy to practice. Be diligent, a little bit of a day monk hit a day.

But now, Mo Can has his own goal, yes, he has to step on Mo Yu, he wants to be a face to ask Mo Xiyan, how his father died! The premise of doing all this is the word strength!

The more he thought about it, the brighter his eyes were, and his hands were pinched into fists, faintly shaking.