There was no blood on his face, his eyes were half-closed, and he was a good alchemist, so that people couldn't tell his age at all, this man looked less than thirty years old, with a handsome silhouette, elegant eyebrows, and even some traces of tenderness at the corners of his mouth.

When he laughs, he must make people feel like a spring breeze, and he must be a gentleman.

Such an image is too different from Mo Lian's imagination of the cold father.

He froze in place for a moment, looking at Song Mi motionlessly, neither daring to speak out nor taking another step forward.

Father.......

The strange and familiar feeling quietly flowed through Mo Lian's heart, but there were not too many fluctuations, the word 'father' was more of a title for him, and there was nothing special about it.

He slowly walked over and squatted down, his bright eyes were cold, and he reached out to pinch Song Mi's neck, slightly exerting force.

Song Mi opened his eyes, there were no waves in his pale golden eyes, as if he had expected it a long time ago, he just glanced at Mo Lian lightly, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

"You're taking advantage of me." Mo Lian said in a deep voice, with an uncontrollable anger.

Song Mi smiled and said, "If you want eyes, I'll give you eyes." ”

"I don't want her eyes!" Mo Lian said angrily, a beastly rage gradually rising on her pale face, "Give her back your eyes!" ”

"Impossible." Song Mi didn't think about it, so he smiled and said, "Che'er, you are a strong man now, do you know what to do if you want to get a woman?" Snatch her over, she can't resist you, she can only obey. ”

Mo Lian was slightly stunned, and when she looked into those pale golden eyes, she felt a little bewitched for a moment.

Song Mi smiled, knowing his son Mo Ruo's father, how could he not understand Mo Lian's thoughts?

"Che'er, don't you want her?" Song Mi said softly, his tone was soft, and it was impossible to refuse.

Mo Lian frowned and said coldly: "Shut up!" ”

Song Mi smiled.

Mo Lian said: "I don't need this, I don't want to hurt her, I don't want to bring her any harm." ”

Looking at him, Song Mi's eyes gradually became cold, and finally snorted: "It's useless!" ”

Mo Lian suddenly tightened the strength in her hand, pinched his neck fiercely, and said fiercely, "Don't you understand what I say?" ”

"The technique has been successful, her eyes are given to you, and she will not go back." Song Mi said, "Che'er, I'm here for your good, why do you want to make yourself miserable?" She can't see, so you can be her eyes. ”

"I don't want it, she's going to hate me." Thinking of the moment when his eyes were exchanged, Huang Beiyue's look of disgust for him told him to get out, Mo Lian's heart throbbed for a while, and she was panicked.

Song Mi shook his head lightly and said, "It's really a bad fate." ”

The neck was choked, it was a little difficult to breathe, the body that had just experienced the punishment of heaven was very weak, Song Mi had no way to resist this son who was so powerful that he was afraid of three points, seeing his painful look, Song Mi could only say: "I am your father, raising you so big, do you want to deal with me with your own hands for a woman?" ”

"I don't know what a father is." Mo Lian said coldly, "You only told me not to forget your identity, not a human, just a beast you raised." ”

Song Mi chuckled, his pale golden eyes moved slightly, and the golden light was a little bright, "It's good that you remember." Che'er, do you think that if there is a Phoenix North Moon that is good to you, you will be different from before? I raised you to be my weapon, not to rebel against me. ”