Inhibition Marking Committee

The mastermind left, leaving a mess behind.

Xi Mohui's bloodless lips moved, like a murmur, or a sigh: "Mother, why didn't you save him..."

Xi Min tugged the edge of the glove on his left hand with his right hand, as if trying to cover something.Her face was as cold as frost, as if she was indifferent, she asked, "Who is he?"

The child who has been away willfully for more than six months is always asking questions.

Xi Min learned the news from his youngest son and came to capture the eldest son himself.Unexpectedly, if she fails to arrive in time, Fang Weixing's shot will land on his own flesh and blood, and Xi Mohui will almost lose his body and disappear, and there will be no possibility of mother and child reunion.

"He is..." Simo hid his emotions and turned his back to his mother, "It's mine..."

Xi Min waited quietly for him to speak, and Xi Mohui's seemingly steady voice stopped abruptly, like a severed string, vibrating continuously, but no sound came out.

Although he didn't say it out loud, Xi Min already knew it in his heart.

Simo stared at the ground in a daze, and said to himself: "...I should take him away."

He bent down, very slowly, as if just one movement consumed the remaining vitality.I dipped my fingers into the cold puddle, picked up the phone that Huan Xiubai dropped, straightened up, lowered my head, and wiped it silently.

The screen flickered and turned on.

Xi Min looked away, and the screen saver was a photo of Xi Mohui sleeping soundly, with a calm and undefended look.

The moment Xi Mo looked back at it, it was like being bitten by a mobile phone, his fingers loosened weakly, and the mobile phone fell from his fingers.

——He didn't even know when it was secretly photographed.

Xi Min frowned slightly, and caught it before it fell into the puddle again.There was muddy water on it, and she was a little surprised that her child, who had been obsessed with cleanliness since she was a child, was willing to hold it in her hand before, but she didn't show it.

The cold air from the northern land rushed over fiercely, her eyes fell on the child's profile which was [-]% like hers, and she found that his eyelashes were trembling, and there was a rare helplessness hidden in his eyes.

A certain kind of empathy slowly permeated her heart.

Once upon a time, on this same continent, she faced the same predicament.

I thought I was indestructible, but after experiencing an unforgettable period, I realized the urgency of panic and helplessness, and realized that there are things in this world that I cannot do by myself.

Only when you have something you want to protect can you feel the burden of responsibility.

These thoughts flashed through his mind for a while, and Xi Min's tone remained unchanged, his majesty remained unchanged, "Go back with me, forget the past, and inherit the family business well, so that you can take on your due responsibilities."

Xi Mo shook his body, turned around, looked up with resentment, the tails of his eyes were red, and looked directly at his mother: "Responsibility, family! If it was Xi Mozhi here, would my mother still say that! He laughed miserably, "If Xi Mozhi begged you, you would definitely agree. What about me? You are always so cruel."

Xi Min was indifferent, his beautiful amber eyes were as cold and hard as jade, and his voice clanged loudly: "Xi Mohui, you know, it was Xi Mozhi who committed the crime of destroying the three floors of his family, stealing valuables, running away from home overnight, and throwing himself into the enemy's hands." Fang organizes to be a thug, and puts his life into the uterus and conceives an unmarried child, how will I be punished as the head of the family?"

Simo let out an indifferent sneer, "Break into the top of the seventh floor, and be imprisoned for a lifetime until you repent."

"And I'm telling you, don't blame the past."

"I don't care." Simo replied softly, "I don't care about your punishment or your family responsibility."

"You are wrong. As a wife/mother, I have already fulfilled my responsibilities. The responsibility before you is to be responsible to yourself, Xi Mohui."

"Excuse."

Xi Min's voice was cold: "You may not care about the family, but you can't ignore the small family. You are willing to ask me to save 'him', so you have already made up your mind. You are the eldest son of the Xi family, the future manager of eighty worlds , was taken away by the opponent face to face, and lost Xiaojia helplessly, are you willing? Are you willing?"

Are you willing? Are you willing?

These six words were like a thousand tons of heavy iron, beating on Xi Mo's heart, shaking his mind, and there was a burst of bloody sweetness in his throat.

Of course you can't be willing, you can't be willing!

"Xi Mohui, you should thank fate for giving you the chance to fight back. If you are not my son, Xi Min, but an ordinary person, you don't even have the right to lament."

Simo pursed his lips tightly and remained silent.

Xi Min used spells to air-dry the phone, stuffed it into his son's coat pocket, and asked calmly, "Should we go back with me and regain our strength, or settle for the status quo and give up?"

Simo turned his pale face back, took a deep breath, and the night's damp and cold air poured into his throat, and his voice was painfully hoarse: "I'll go back."

After six months, I stepped into Xi's Seven-story Pagoda again, and my mood was very different.

When he left, he was full of hatred, feeling that the way of heaven was unfair and the world was desolate, and no world could hold him; when he came back, he stepped into the vermilion mansion, thinking about how the stranger in his dream would take risks and climb to his window every day Before, in the future, what kind of life traces will they leave here.

For the first time, this place, which he had regarded as a cage for a long time, faded from its gray color and regained its glorious color in his eyes.

Since you can't get out of the cage, become its master, use it, and surpass it.

Xi Min stood in front of him, and together he looked up at this giant that had been passed down for thousands of years.She seemed to see through Xi Mohui's thoughts, and said, "I didn't want to go back to this building before."

But after that it was different.She has a small family and needs a safe harbor to ensure that her lover and children will not be harmed. Only then did she realize that there is no more suitable place in this world than the Dome of Clouds.

She has experienced a change of mind and hopes her children will recognize this reality as well.

Often, the one thing you are tired of will eventually be the most indispensable to you.When emotions conflict with actual needs, we must learn to compromise and adapt.

Like the Dome Palace of the Sea of ​​Clouds, like the power of the Xi Clan.

Simo may have sensed something, and was in a trance while shuttling through the corridor.

It was almost four o'clock in the morning when they entered the building. Du Yuelan was fully dressed and waited for them in the hall. When he saw the two of them, his eyes lit up.

"came back."

"Yeah." Xi Min took off his coat, and Du Yuelan took it naturally. Just as he was about to help her take off her gloves, he suddenly saw the scorched skin on the wrist of his left hand.

"What's going on!" Du Yuelan's voice tightened, and she rolled up her sleeves, not only her wrists, but the erosion marks extended to the elbows, and the delicate skin was already charred, which was shocking.

Xi Mo stood back by the door, also seeing his mother's injuries in order to save him.

Xi Min spoke calmly, as if the matter had nothing to do with him, "It's okay. I met Fang Weixing, I didn't prepare, and blocked a move."

The situation was critical at that time, the mastermind made up his mind to get rid of Xi Mohui, and he used a seven-point force killing move. When Xi Min arrived, there was no time to react extra, and he crippled half of his hand to save his son's life.

"Fang Weixing!" Du Yuelan read these three words, only he and Xi Min knew how much hatred and blood and tears were contained in them. "That has become his world. It's not your home game. You rush to block... Is it because of..."

Du Yuelan turned to Xi Mohui, who lowered his gaze.

He thought it was because his mother was unwilling to rescue him, but it turned out that Xi Min was injured because of him.It is indeed unwise to fight hard against a strong enemy with injuries.

Xi Min said: "Come to my study at ten o'clock tomorrow morning." Naturally, she was speaking to her son.

"Bring some wound medicine and follow me into the house." Du Yuelan ordered these words.

Simo returned to the room alone, unable to sleep for six hours.Xi Min guessed that he would do this, so he had tea prepared in the kitchen, and when the eldest son entered the study, the servant brought tea to refresh him.

"Have you thought about it, what are your plans?"

Simo quietly glanced at his mother's left hand, which was wrapped in gauze.

Xi Min took a sip of tea, and lightly tapped the bottom of the cup on the cup holder.This is a signal.

Simo tightened his fingers and said firmly, "I will not hold the ceremony for the time being."

"Without a ceremony, the Dao of Heaven will not be able to grant you a godhead."

"I know... Possessing a godhead will greatly increase your strength. However," Simo looked back at the tea leaves floating in the cup, "the ritual must have a relationship with the 'sacrifice'. My sacrifice can only be him."

"Alternatives are available, that's not a problem."

"This is a matter of principle between me and him."

Xi Min opened his eyes, as if he was being unkind, and asked him, "Is principle more important than life?"

"life……"

"So you should be clear about your choice."

Xi Mohui clenched the fabric on his knees into a ball, shook his head slightly, and there seemed to be a piece of ashes in his raised eyes, "Mother... I can't."

Life is important, but if he loses his principles, he will no longer be himself.

Xi Min picked up the teacup again, put his lips on the white porcelain, and stopped suddenly before the water inlet, sighing as if nothing.

"There's a way to have both," she said.

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Originally, this chapter was written as a warm-hearted version, but after thinking that it did not fit Xi Mama's personality, it was deleted and the current version was rewritten.

Xi Mama loves Meimei very much, she didn't want to save her on purpose, it was because the situation was not suitable for fighting, and if she fought, it might affect the injured little Meimei.Besides, Ma Ma didn't even know that it was her daughter-in-law...

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