I have been hit on the head and bleeding, I don't want to stop, until Mo Yuan pulled him to death, then pulled him back, Mo Yuan looked at the scarred Mo Ninghong, his heart was full of love.

Ink kowtowed and stopped, looked at the big tree, tears flowed, and told: "Uncle, when I was young, I didn't know anything, but you cared about me, I remember, you have no wife, no children, after my grandfather died, you supported a family, but in order to protect me, you said to go to you, I have no chance to be a reward for filial piety......"

The ink jar can't hold back the tears, the eldest brother echoing in his mind, he is not as good as Mo Yu, maybe since childhood, he has no responsibility, he only knows chic, tired of drinking and having sex, his brother, unjust, as the head of the family, action, as a son, unfilial, unfilial and unjust, he is guilty, self-blame.

Mo Ning's eyes were red, and then he said: "Uncle, my most admired idol is not my father, but you, when I was young, I couldn't prevent all disasters from happening, this group of enemies, I remember this life, I and they are iron-faced and selfless, your revenge, I will definitely do it!"

"Dad, I remember you asked me where my mom went. I never told you. I know you have deep feelings for me.

Mo Ding held his breath, depressed in his heart, he could look forward to it, the answer, it must be cruel!

"My mother was killed by those enemies!" She was brutally murdered, and people were subjected to the worst punishment in the world! He raised his fist, gritted his teeth, and spit out word by word, each word with a strong murderous aura. In the end, they used fire to extinguish all the flames! Burn! Burn! My mother...... She was reduced to ashes—"

The last few words, ashes, he gritted his teeth, accentuated his tone, lengthened his tone, trembled all over, breathless, his eyes wide, bloodshot, terrible!

At this time, Mordin's face suddenly became extremely distorted, and there was anger! There is hatred! He looked fierce and couldn't control his emotions, and suddenly, with an expression of extreme pain on his face, he suddenly grabbed his head, curled up on his body, and knelt down. The voice was like that of a child lost in the mountains.

His body suddenly fell to the ground, sobbing and wailing incessantly, his fingers grabbing the ground mercilessly, digging out every inch of the ground! Suffering! Suffering! Suffering!

Crying, he suddenly raised his head, his eyes were almost bloody, and shouted at the sky, "Ahhh

A deafening quartet, birds flying, wild beasts scattering, and the whole land reverberates with a piercing grief.

Mo Ninghong and Mo Yuanming both looked at him silently, without saying a word, this kind of thing, except for venting, no one can convince him. As soon as Mo Ding cried, his tears dried, and he couldn't calm down for a long time, so he calmed down.

He had prepared for the worst, he could accept the fact that his wife had died, but what he couldn't bear was that this group of people had tortured Mu Han Shuyu so much, he must let it endure the most cruel torture, and in the end, he didn't even leave the corpse!

What a bunch of demons without humanity!

Great revenge! Dead enemies! Even a hard-hearted tripod, he can't put it down!

A quarter of an hour later, the tripod was still on its knees, waiting for it!

"Don't worry, Dad," he said firmly. I will do my best to develop myself. No matter how powerful they may be, the King of Heaven will be my master.

Suddenly, Dingzi stood up, took a deep breath, and looked coldly into the distance: "Hongji, revenge?" Is it just you? What do I eat?

Mo Ninghong suddenly discovered that Zheng Da was a depraved father, and now he is a person.

The tripod faced the distance and said with a cold smile: "Well, I didn't have any big pursuits since I was a child. But your mother's revenge made me swear to change..."

Mo Ninghong's eyes fluttered, he hoped that the tripod would cheer up, and now it seemed that the goal had been achieved.

"Hong'er, do you know?" When your mom told me that she was just running away from marriage and didn't want to marry someone you didn't like, she had already run away, run away thousands of miles! I thought everything was fine, but those guys! Spanning hundreds of millions of miles, unwilling to let her go! What's wrong with her!"

Mo Ding glared, although he didn't object to Mo Ninghong, but that kind of anger still made Mo Ninghong's body shock.

Mo Ding clenched his fists with a "click", and said in a cold voice: "From now on, I think of that group of powerful enemies!" You have worked hard, I will work with you, our father and daughter, give a heart, sooner or later, let those who are too late regret it!

Mo Ninghong nodded seriously and said firmly: "Father and son are heart-to-heart!"

At this time, Mo Yuan was clear, and finally couldn't bear to speak: "Lord of the government, little adult, it's not just the matter of the two of you, we all have the responsibility to defend Mo's dignity!" Don't say anything about disbanding the Jiuyuan Mansion anymore, we're not afraid of death! And in this case, it will only make all the brothers feel cold!"

Mo Ninghong immediately replied: "Okay!" From today onwards, there will be me and my dad in one day, and the nine-yuan mansion will be in! I will never ignore any of you and enter my Mo family! It's my relative, and whoever dares to touch one of my relatives, I'll slaughter nine of his tribes!"

Mo Yuan smiled with satisfaction, stretched out his hand and said, "Young Master's words, I will definitely bring them to everyone!"

Mo Ding didn't speak, just looked at Mo Ninghong silently at this time, he felt that his son had really grown up, he never taught him, and his son was more sensible than when he was a child, this was really a day's affection, give him a gift.

After a while, everything returned to calm, and Mo Ninghong said calmly: "Uncle, please stand here and build a tomb for my mother, who is also a Mo family."

"Yes!" - Ming didn't say anything, immediately prepared to go back, and then this Changsheng, only two people, father and son, they chatted calmly, chatting about their situation over the past few years, - shocked that he got drunk every day, and when he woke up, he drank, drank and slept, even if he was forgotten day and night.

Mo Ninghong said that he was scarred every day until he didn't care about the pain at all.

In fact, it's another kind of numbness. It's better to know about the pain. If someone sticks a knife into your heart and you don't feel the pain, it's like dead. The two laughed as they talked, and their hearts drew closer.

"Hong'er, let's go have a drink!" Mo Ding happily dragged the ink onto Ning Hong's body, leaving a long ink stain.

“… In the morning, Hong Xiaoling's eyes widened and she couldn't speak: "Dad!" Have you quit drinking?

Mo Ding glared: "Your teacher and his old man rarely come here today, and you have recovered your body, shouldn't you celebrate it?" Don't worry. I'll quit drinking tomorrow! Gone, gone!

The last thing to say is to pull the ink hard.

The reason why they change so quickly is not because they suppress hatred, but because they suppress it temporarily. It is not necessary for them to show their bad side to others every day because of hatred, which is actually a kind of arrogance.

Next, the nine mansions were repaired in depth, and the big banquet, surrounded by the table were all nine deep mansions cultivating immortals, but Yu Yao Ming was not a stranger, they took a big sip of wine, drunk and began to boast of their ambitions, and some drank Meng Li even plucked up the courage to be very close to Yu Yao Ming, which can frighten all the people around you.