Mo Fengming followed behind Mo Dian, entered Mo Dian's study, looked at the strange and familiar figure in front of him, the hatred in his heart gradually grew, and the bloodthirsty impulse in his body became stronger and stronger, almost uncontrollable.

Mo Dian suddenly turned his head, his cold eyes looked disdainful and disgusted, and after a long time, he sneered: "You are not dead yet? ”

"Father...... The son didn't dare to die without his father knowing! ”

"Tsk, sharp teeth, remember, the reason why you have survived until now is only that you still have a mission and value, let me stay in the demon realm, don't challenge me with your stupid behavior!" Mo Dian glanced at Mo Fengming coldly.

Slowly sat on the seat with a few steps, played with the ring in his hand, and looked at Mo Fengming with some playfulness: "I haven't seen you for a few days, you are really calculating, don't think I can't see what you want to do just now, high-sounding words will be said by anyone, to seek refuge under the banner of the good of the demon world, you must have the awe of seeking refuge, although I promised to let you live, but life is better than death, and it is also alive!" DID YOU KNOW? ”

"Please be clear to my father, in front of you, father, my sons don't dare to be cautious, but what Mrs. Ronghua did this time is really ...... The son is really desperate to make this decision, father, please father, protect the son! The more Mo Fengming spoke, the more sad he became, he knelt down and took a few steps forward, kneeling at the feet of Mo Dian.

"My 'good son', you still can't learn well, put away your careful thoughts, for the sake of your teacher's face, I won't care about it this time, if you act so recklessly next time and anger me, your rotten life, your teacher can't save you! ! ”

After Mo Dian knocked Mo Fengming, he disappeared in place, Mo Fengming knelt on the ground and covered his wounds, suppressed the bloodthirsty instinct in his body, stood up and staggered out of the study.

Outside the study, Mo Changxi looked at Mo Fengming, who was walking slowly in front of him, thought for a moment, stepped forward to support Mo Fengming, and said tentatively: "Third brother, what did my father explain this?" ”。

I can't help Mo Changxi not think about it much, Mo Dian hates being calculated the most on weekdays, and the people he finds out who are calculating him are either dead or injured, and Mo Dian is most tired of Mo Fengming, a little waste, who has been ignored for so many years, and now this little waste has calculated Mo Dian, and he can still come out of the study unscathed, which is really not normal.

Chapter 21 of "Little White Run to Your Arms" is in the middle of the hand, please wait a while,

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