Married and Obedient to the Husband

Yan Mo was startled, and subconsciously said, "Qing'er, your biological father..."

Qing'er pouted, "I know, he doesn't want us."

"Why did Qing'er say that?" Yan Mo asked Qing'er in surprise, and Ye Wuchang was beside Yan Mo, with his arms tightly around him, his eyes slightly squinted, with a deep look, not knowing what he was thinking.

"If he wanted us, why didn't he show up for five years." Qing'er complained.

Yanmo didn't know what to say, "Qing'er, stop thinking about it, forget it, okay?"

"But, he is my real father." No matter how kind Ye Wuchang is to Qing'er, in the heart of a child, he always yearns for his real father's embrace.

Every child will fantasize about his father, how tall and strong he is, who can protect him from the wind and rain, and protect him from the villains who bully him.

Qing'er is no exception, since he was sensible since he was a child, he has been imagining the appearance of his own father. Sometimes when he looks at Ye Wuchang, he almost regards him as his own father.

But after arriving in Jingdu, knowing that his biological father was here, the strong desire to see him surpassed everything else.

Yanmo was speechless, and wanted to say several times, 'Your real father is by your side, Qing'er. '

Swallowing his saliva, without saying anything, Yan Mo forced himself to smile, "Qing'er, listen to what Daddy says and don't think about it, okay, Daddy will be your father for you one night, isn't it good?"

"Okay." Qing'er replied without thinking.

Ye Wuchang stretched out his hand to pinch Qing'er's little cheek, and said with a smile, "You brat has a conscience."

"Since that's the case, then don't think about it, Qing'er." Yan Mo said decisively, with a strong tone in his tone, Qing'er dared not curl his lips, and dared not say more.

But an idea has already sprouted in his heart, he will definitely meet his own father, and then ask him why he doesn't want him.

After coaxing Qing'er for a while, Ye Wuchang hugged Yanmo and said softly, "Take Qing'er out for a walk, Qing'er must be very curious about this place when she just came here."

Yanmo knew that Ye Wuchang wanted him to make up for the mistake just now, so that Qing'er could get rid of the psychological barrier, so he nodded, "Well, I'll take Qing'er out for a stroll, what about you, won't you go?"

Ye Wuchang shook his head and suddenly became mysterious, "I still have important things to do."

Yanmo hummed in disappointment, "Then you must go out with me next time."

"Well, definitely." Ye Wuchang assured.

Yanmo led Qing'er to the street, stepped out of here, and came to the prosperous Jingdu again. Jingdu is very lively, and the kind of prosperity is hard to imagine. The tall buildings and various buildings are really beautiful. It is ingenuity.

Besides, the things here are extremely expensive, but they are very beautiful, such as Su Fang's out-of-stock silk, such as the out-of-print embroidery of Jinxiufang, such as Nanyang pocket watches, all kinds of weird things are available here.

Qing'er stared intently, Yanmo took Qing'er's little hand, walked along the route, bought a lot of strange things, and the little estrangement between father and son disappeared without a trace.

Yanmo admits that he has a feeling of panic towards Jing, he is afraid of everything here, the familiarity of this street has been engraved into his mind, he walks on the street, walking at the same pace as before, but he is in two states of mind .

"Daddy, what is that? That man looks really strange." Qing'er suddenly pulled Yan Mo's sleeve and asked curiously.

Yanmo turned his head to look, and saw a red-haired, blue-eyed, gorgeous woman in extremely revealing clothes dancing on a high platform. That woman should be from the Western Regions, and she looked a little strange.

Yanmo hastily raised his hand to cover Qing'er's eyes, the atmosphere here is a bit too open compared to five years ago.

"Daddy, why are you blocking my eyes?" Qing'er struggled restlessly in Yanmo's arms, curiously wanting to stick out her head to have a look.

Yan Mo reprimanded, "Don't move around, and don't look at it. It's better for children to avoid these things."

Qing'er responded half-understood, Yanmo was not in the mood to appreciate this kind of sex dance, and wanted to turn his head away in disgust, but with a glance, he inadvertently saw a commoner with a dull expression.

After paying attention for a while, that person kept staring at the stage, his eyes were dull and dull, and those who didn't understand thought that the person was fascinated by the sexy dance on stage.

Yan Mo paid attention to the pupils of the other party, there was nothing inside.

This discovery made Yanmo couldn't help observing other people, and the others were almost the same.

This woman from the Western Regions is not simple, it seems to be the soul-stirring of the Western Regions.

Yan Mo was startled, and subconsciously raised his head to look at the stage. At this moment, the woman from the Western Regions also saw Yan Mo, her eyes collided with Yan Mo, and instead of dodging, she smiled coquettishly at Yan Mo, her eyes were frivolous, and her behavior was frivolous. Ambiguous, the buttocks twisted harder.

Yan Mo frowned, but did not move his eyes away. The woman's eyes were extremely strange. He only took one look, and suddenly felt dizzy. Yan Mo immediately adjusted his breath secretly, and his internal force swam around his body. Immediately become energetic.

The drowsy feeling in his mind was driven away, Yan Mo's eyes froze, and Ling Lie looked at the woman from the Western Regions on the stage.

The woman probably didn't expect Yan Mo not to be intimidated by her, she was taken aback for a moment, knowing in her heart that she had encountered a master, she took a step back calmly, trying to find the right time to escape.

How could Yanmo allow such monsters to harm the common people? He hugged Qing'er with one arm, and secretly adjusted his breath to be on guard, preparing to capture this woman in one fell swoop.

A burst of petals suddenly floated in the air, and the petals were mixed with a faint fragrance. Yan Mo quickly held his breath and covered Qing'er's nose with one hand.

"Don't inhale, these petals are poisonous." Yan Mo used the breeze to blow away the petals that were about to fall on his body.

Qing'er obediently stayed in Yanmo's arms, motionless, several men in black jumped out of the air and landed on the stage, each of them grabbed the hand of the woman from the Western Regions, intending to take advantage of the situation and escape.

Yan Mo put Qing'er down and instructed, "Qing'er is obedient, stand here obediently, don't run around, Daddy will be back immediately."

Qing'er nodded obediently, Yanmo was not wordy, his body was as light as a swallow, he jumped up, he couldn't even see his figure, and he was already in front of those men in black.

"Who are you guys? Why do you use dementors to deal with innocent people?" Yan Mo stopped the other party's way and asked in a cold voice.

The five men in black looked at each other without saying a word, and suddenly attacked Yan Mo with their palms. Yan Mo raised his palm without retreating, avoiding the man's sharp edge, and the man was knocked flying by Yan Mo's palm and fell to the ground. off stage.

The other four people rushed up together with a tacit understanding. Yanmo was one against four, and he was still able to handle it with ease. The breeze was blowing, forming an invisible blade around his body. Yanmo's figure was light, and his steps were extremely graceful. It was a peerless divine dance, but every step was murderous.

Yan Mo walked among the four people with ease, his clothes fluttering like a fairy, and within a short time, he beat the four people to the ground.

"Tell me, who sent you here." Since they are from the Western Regions, it is very likely that they have colluded with Xi Fan, Yan Mo reprimanded in a deep voice.The internal force of the fingertips popped out, piercing a blood hole in the opponent's body.

The other party snorted, but didn't say a word. The woman from the Western Regions, who had been standing outside the circle watching, suddenly smiled at Yan Mo, "You are Mr. Yan."

The emphasis of the woman's voice was also extremely weird, and her tongue seemed to be twirling, which sounded very awkward.

Yan Mo raised his eyebrows, he didn't make a move on the woman, it was already the maximum limit.

"Who sent us, you should have guessed it." The woman smiled again.

"It's the Holy Emperor Xifan." Yan Mo said with certainty, the woman's giggle became clearer and louder, "Young Master Yan is so good-looking, I am so moved by seeing my family, hey, it's a pity that we are enemies."

"Don't think that because you are a woman, I won't do anything to you." Yan Mo said displeasedly when he heard the frivolous words of the woman from the Western Regions.

"Hey, Mr. Yan, your attention should not be on us. We are just working for others. Our lives are worthless. It won't help if you kill us. You should look back, your Where did the son go?"

When the woman from the Western Regions reminded him, Yanmo was shocked, but he was afraid that the other party would play tricks, so he tapped the acupoints of several people in the air, and then he turned around. Yanmo was shocked in a cold sweat when he turned around.

Qing'er disappeared, and those people who were fascinated by the soul were still standing there blankly, but Qing'er's shadow was not seen in this broad street.

Yanmo was anxious, "Where did you get Qing'er?"

"The Holy Emperor invited the little guy to be a guest, Mr. Yan doesn't have to... ah." The woman from the Western Regions screamed, unable to laugh anymore, Yan Mo raised her hand and pointed, and a bloodstain appeared on the woman's face from the Western Regions.

"Tell me, where is Qing'er?" Yan Mo asked sharply with cold eyes.

The woman from the Western Regions covered her injured face, "I don't know."

Yanmo was furious, because he was too careless, that's why he fell into the other party's plan to divert the tiger away from the mountain. Yanmo knew that even if the other party was sentenced to death, it would not help, they were just little ones.

Angrily, Yan Mo raised his hand to disable the martial arts of those people, and forced the woman from the Western Regions to release the soul-destroyer, and the people returned to normal. However, there were people coming and going on the street, but Qing'er was the only one who could not be seen.

Yan Mo was anxious to die, and regretted wanting to vomit blood.

His Qing'er, his most precious Qing'er, his most cherished treasure, where was the child he bought back with his life taken?Will those people hurt Qing'er, or torture him?

Standing on the street, Yanmo's eyes were sore, watching the people coming and going on the street, but his heart fell into the ice cave, and it froze into ice cubes.