The seven of them couldn't help but look at each other. But here we are. If that's the case, withdraw it. It's just a joke.

"Let's go!" Mo Anhua saw that everyone's morale was a little low. Don't drink too much.

Hearing this, they all looked ashamed. Obviously, he was impressed with his previous performances. They are all monks from Tsukiji. It can be described as a person fleeing from land. But it was frightened by an unknown cave.

"Stomp, stomp, stomp!"

In a hollow. Footsteps were heard by all. The thrilling echo is like the horror of Amityville. All the while stimulating their minds.

"Will this be the first time?"

About a quarter of an hour passed. The crowd seems to have passed for a few days. This feeling of oppression is really depressing. Lu Chongye, who was usually the most active, did not speak. Eason Chan was the first person who couldn't stand it.

"Commander... Head... Head!"

only to find that his complaint was irrelevant. The echo of the sound did not reverberate. It was the people who fought a cold war not Qi Qi.

When people return to absolute existence. I couldn't help but glare at him angrily. It's really not a great feeling. It seems to come from the heart.

"It's weird. Everyone be careful!" Rao is Mo Anhua is well-informed. He has a far-reaching track record. It was also shaken. Don't talk about others. He was also angry about it. But more often than not, it's the fear here. Can't help but charge them.

Hearing this, the crowd cheered. Keep declining. Strange places everywhere. They really don't have the courage to stand up to the air.

Luckily, it's not as long as one might think. After a little more travel, I saw a bright light coming from the front.

Did you see this light? The whole Qi Qi let out a sigh of relief. The tunnel is finally coming to an end.

Tong Zhixuan instructed Tie Wei to take the lead. I didn't feel the danger in my heart. "There's no problem inside!" he said to the crowd.

"Let's go!" Mo Anhua waved his hand. The crowd entered immediately.

"Poof!"

Wang Mo only felt a little lighter. Looking back, I suddenly realized that I had lost all traces. Unhurried hand spirit sword. His epee was made of special materials and was not easy to display. Yang Caiwu got a gold-breaking knife. It can only be temporarily extracted from the spirit sword of a monk who doesn't know what Tsukiji got before.

No loud shouting. No nervousness. Wang Mo seemed to have an inexplicable familiarity with this place. Just take a few steps. The surroundings have changed. In the distance is a red brick house. There was a burly figure sitting on the stone pier in front of the door. A middle-aged man with half-white hair. There, they smoked cigarette after cigarette.

See such a situation. Rao is Wang Mo's heart, and his surname is tenacity. The eye circles are not red either. I almost cried. Subconsciously took a few steps forward.

What I heard. The middle-aged man suddenly raised his head. A black face full of vicissitudes was revealed. At first glance, it is seven or eight times that of Wang Mo. Seeing Wang Mo's arrival. Eyedew woke up and said, "My son is back. Let Dad see. Have you lost weight?"

The middle-aged man hurriedly walked towards Wang Mo. hugged the slightly sluggish Wang Mo. Look up and down. The surprise in his eyes couldn't be hidden.

Wang Mo did not resist at all. Let the middle-aged people hug. Close your eyes slightly. As if enjoying. Only the eyelashes trembled slightly.

After the middle-aged man saw the spirit sword in Wang Mo's hand. His brow furrowed. "Son. What are you doing with this? Don't throw it away!"

Said to Spirit Sword. The heavy sword was easily snatched away from Wang Mo's hands. When tossed aside.

Feel the movement of your hands. Wang Mo glanced at the spirit sword slightly. Trembling body. He was dragged to the hospital by a middle-aged man.

Look at the familiar grape trellis in the yard. Half-withered old sycamores. And that blooming rose. All of this. They are all familiar.

"Qing'er is back. Go to the house and rest. The food was ready right away!"

Suddenly. Wang Mo saw a woman walk out of the kitchen. The complexion is very young. Although it is a simple piece of clothing. But it's hard to hide its beauty. She wore an apron around her waist and looked at him in surprise.

See the woman's familiar face. A line of clear tears slipped from the corners of Wang Mo's eyes. Quietly dripping into the dust beneath your feet. Splash a small dent. It seems to have been accidental. It touched the deepest strings inside me.

"Fuck the kid. Make more delicious food. Today I want to have a good drink with my son!" Intermediate energy is full of energy.

"It's up to you. Qing'er is back. How can you eat well!" The beautiful woman glanced at the middle-aged man. I didn't have a good way. It's just the sweetness of appearances. But there is no doubt about it.

Wang Mo seems to have lost his soul. Let the middle-aged man drive the car into the house. I saw that there were already a few plates on the table. There are also wines that have been opened in turquoise glass bottles for a long time.

There are fried golden chicken nuggets in a white porcelain pot. A plate of red peanuts. Stir in with sweet sauce. Another plate of crispy green gourd slices. White, crispy, yellow eggs. The game was so harmonious.

Wang Mo sat down slowly. Look at the middle-aged man happily filling the cup. He drank it all in one gulp. In his memory. Still so generous.

"Look at your greed. Qing'er, hurry up and eat!" At this time, the woman walked into the room with a steaming bowl. Middle-aged people are seen drinking alone. I couldn't help but glare at him angrily. Turning his head and looking at Wang Mo kindly.

Put the large bowl in your hand. The woman sat next to Wang Mo. Give him food for the whole night. He took out a white steamed bun from the side and handed it to him: "Qing'er." It's been a long time since you've been home. Eat it!"

Wang Moting looked at the woman. There are no steamed buns. As if to put her in his eyes. Imprint it in your mind. Imprinted in the mind.

Seeing that Wang Mo was just looking at it like this. The middle-aged man who was drinking couldn't help but stare at him, "What are you doing, kid?" I told you not to eat. Why do you keep staring at your mother?"

"Hmph. Drink your bar. Qing'er came back with difficulty after graduation. I haven't seen this woman in years. Can't we see more?" This woman seems to be the most unsightly, but others treat Wang Mo badly. Not even his own people. Apricot eyes glared. Scolding the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was angry when he saw the woman. A slap in the face. Xiang Wang Mo secretly glanced at him for help. Seeing that Wang Mo ignored him. Still staring at the woman. I couldn't help but raise my wine glass with a little embarrassment and drank it all.

Look at this scene. Wang Mo subconsciously raised his wine glass. But I didn't drink it. Only tears were silent. Water droplets fell into the glass in his hand. Splash ripples.

The woman saw Wang Mo crying. "What's wrong? But isn't the food for my mother bad?"

As he spoke, he took a mouthful of food and put it in his mouth and chewed it a few times. "No," he said to himself. The saltiness is just right. Unless Qing'er goes out for a few years. Has the taste changed?"

"Ahh

Suddenly. Wang Mo sighed. He looked at the glass of light yellow wine. Quietly put it on the table. I looked at them solemnly.

"What's wrong?Qing'er?" the woman wasn't surprised at all.

"What are you doing, son?" the middle-aged man sensed that something was wrong with Wang Mo. Can't help but put down the cup. His brow furrowed. Be quiet.

Wang Mo grew up. Looking at the two people with a little sadness: "It doesn't matter who you are. Thank you for letting me relive this long-lost warmth!"

He said. Wang Mo slowly bent down to the two. It turned out to be a great gift.

"Hmph. You fool. Get out for a few years. What kind of roundabout methods have you learned? Do you dare to go home and follow your father?" the middle-aged man's eyes widened. There was a loud bang on the table. King Mo glared and said.

"Qing'er......" The woman looked at Wang Mo with a worried expression.

"But you're not them!" Wang Mo said every word. Take it easy. A flash of struggle flashed in his eyes. If you can. He really wanted to get drunk. But he still has a lot to do.

Look up to the sky and sigh. Wang Mo slowly closed his eyes. A blue and golden glow suddenly appeared all over the body. There was a bright light all around.

The two people who looked at Wang Mo at first. Under the blue and gold lights. There was no movement. Time seems to stand still. This photo has been fixed here forever.

"Ahh

Wang Amo let out a long sigh. The whole body of green golden light jumped again. The middle-aged man and woman faded in the golden light. In the end, it became a little bit of starlight and gradually disappeared

When two people disappear. Tables, dining tables, houses. And then the whole yard. Suddenly, the situation changed. Wang Mo looked at it. It's in a hall.

He stood at the entrance. His spirit sword was thrown at his feet. Gently wipe the tears from the corners of my eyes. Pick it up.

With a heavy sword. It turns out that the restless heart. It also settled down.

"Ahh

"Oh. Ugh!"

"Oh!"

"Nope. Don't!"

"I want to kill you. Kill you!"

An unbearable voice came. Wang Mo couldn't help frowning. However, he saw several people sitting or standing one after the other. Or can't lie down. There are a lot of gaffes. Only 14 Red Iron guards stood still. Nothing happened. It was clear that this corpse-like thing was not affected by the magic circle.

Look at that. The nine pillars around it depict intricate patterns. One of them has obvious cracks.

Look at the closed eyes. Mo Anhua with a domineering face. It was as if enjoying supremacy. The cold mountain in Wang Mo's eyes flickered a few times. But he didn't.

Walk quickly to the place with tears on his face. Pale, frightened, and ferocious. Crying loudly in front of the cold smoke. Stretch out your hand. A little on the eyebrows.

A flash of green and gold brilliance suddenly appeared. At this time, I saw the cold smoke that was originally trembling and slowly opened my eyes. His pale face could not hide the fear in his eyes. Seductive chest heaving. I looked around in fear. Clever she naturally knew what had just happened. looked at Wang Mo gratefully and said, "Thank you, Brother Wang, for your help!"

"It's fine. Raise a finger!" Wang Mo gestured with his hand slightly. turned around and walked towards Tong Zhixuan.

Suddenly. Wang Mo felt the cold wave behind him. Hurriedly turned around and looked. saw Leng Yan walking towards Mo Anhua with a cold face. White skates in hand. On the verge of piercing Mo Anhua.

Wang Mo's pupils suddenly narrowed. With real elements. Pointing to the cold smoke hand ice blade.

"The bell is ringing!"

"Why didn't you let me kill them?" I was caught off guard. The ice blade in his hand was shattered. Cold smoke suddenly turned back. Beautiful eyes said coldly. Facing hatred. See the divine opportunity ahead. It doesn't matter how smart you are. Always so impulsive.