Fu Miao has three sons and two daughters under his knees, and the 'five girls' are his youngest child, named Fu Qiuhe.

Back then, Fu Qiuhe roamed the rivers and lakes alone in order to escape marriage, but he didn't expect to meet Zhang Mochen's father, Zhang Tianfeng, in the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range of the Purple Gold Domain.

At that time, Zhang Tianfeng was not the patriarch of the Zhang family, even if he was the patriarch, the two sides were still not in the right household, but Fu Qiuhe's girlish heart was silently knocked open by Zhang Tianfeng.

The moment he met Zhang Tianfeng, what he wandered the rivers and lakes, what he traveled in the mountains and rivers, all became tasteless chicken ribs, and Fu Qiuhe found the sense of belonging he dreamed of, even if the former was just a small person in a wild place.

In this way, Fu Qiuhe married into the Zhang family. For the sake of unnecessary trouble, she has been kindly hiding her identity. Zhang Tianfeng did not disappoint her, he was very caring and loving.

The love between the two bore fruit in the second year, the baby boy's croaking landed to celebrate the entire Zhang family, Zhang Tianfeng was immersed in happiness and happiness, although the family affairs at that time were very busy, and the friction between the Li and Shi families was more and more, but whenever night fell, the room of a family of three was very warm.

However, the good times did not last long, and this happy life was forced to end soon after Zhang Mochen was born, because the people of Shengshui Peak found Sanye Town.

In order not to disturb the Zhang family, Fu Qiuhe met with the visitor in the middle of the night, and according to the message of the visitor at the time, Fu Qiuhe either went back obediently or washed the Zhang family in blood.

Forced to be helpless, Fu Qiuhe compromised, and the night before parting, she told Zhang Tianfeng about her life experience, and the latter was deeply shocked at the same time, her heart was full of reluctance and sorrow to part.

Why didn't Zhang Tianfeng want to leave Fu Qiuhe? But he didn't have that strength, the only thing he could do was to hold Zhang Mochen, who had not yet come out of the moon, and watch his wife gradually disappear into the distance under the cold moon and Xiao Feng.

Fu Qiuhe's life experience let Zhang Tianfeng know that there may be no goodbye in this life. He made up a lie to make Zhang Mochen completely dead, he must have gone to find it if Zhang Mochen knew that Fu Qiuhe was not dead, and Shengshui Feng would not tolerate a 'evil seed' to survive in the world.

From the day after Fu Qiuhe left, the truth completely disappeared in the clan, so much so that Zhang Mochen always thought that his mother died in childbirth. His mother-seeking heart is dead, but since then he has borne deep guilt and self-blame.

Maybe it's Fu Qiuhe's more than ten years of prison torment, maybe it's Zhang Mochen's thoughts about the moon day and night, God finally showed mercy, so that the mother and son who had been separated for more than ten years finally reunited, but the day of the reunion was the end of the world, which made people sigh.

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When she saw that delicate face, she hugged Zhang Mochen tightly, "Chen'er, it's really you!"

"Mother!" Today's Zhang Mochen shows the spirit of a king, but at this moment, he is only his mother's son in his arms.

"Good boy, good boy, I have finally waited for this day. Fu Qiuhe cried with joy, at this moment, what the underworld temple and what the end of the world became insignificant.

"Is your father okay?" Fu Qiuhe asked eagerly.

"Well, it's that every late at night, I will look at the moon and lament. Wiping away Fu Qiuhe's tears, Zhang Mochen replied with a smile.

His eyes were moist again, Fu Qiuhe pursed his lips and said, "It's my mother's fault, my mother shouldn't leave your father and you." ”

Zhang Mochen shook his head and replied: "Mother must have something unspeakable, my son doesn't blame my mother!"

At this moment, a cold and poisonous voice broke the atmosphere of joy.

"What a heartwarming scene, but unfortunately, you will soon become lonely ghosts. ”

Fu Qiuhe stood up and pulled Zhang Mochen behind him, and the breath that had been hit hard and languished surged again, this is a mother's instinct, this is the potential of a lover to burst out.

"Dust, go quickly, find a quiet place with your father, and never set foot in the world again. ”

Enduring the injury, Fu Qiuhe took a deep breath and was about to rush out, but he was gently held by his hand, and when he looked back, Zhang Mochen smiled at the corner of his mouth.

"Mother, let's do it with me!"

The previous scene suddenly appeared in her mind, and Fu Qiuhe suddenly realized that her son was no longer an infant baby, but a young man who could shake the Yuan Emperor with one palm.

"Dust, be careful. Fu Qiuhe nodded with satisfaction and moved half a step to the left to make way for the road.

Zhang Mochen nodded with a smile, and when he took a step from Fu Qiuhe's side, the gentleness in his eyes was suddenly replaced by coldness. He originally came for the people of the world, but now he has one more reason: those who move my relatives will be cut down even if they are far away, and they will be punished even if they are strong.

The thought was issued, Wu Feng rushed out, Zhang Mochen's face was indifferent, his iron eyebrows were horizontal, his gray breath was rolling and tumbling, he took a light breath, and slowly raised Wu Feng and pointed at Kuzen: "Come forward and die!"

Although he was threatening, Kuzen's gaze at Zhang Mochen was extremely serious, however, when the latter burst out his breath, the corners of his mouth showed a touch of disdain, and he attributed the loss just now to being attacked by a sneak attack.

"Little Beginner Yuan Emperor, looking for death!"

Disdainful and sneering, Kuzen's eyes were filled with yin poison again, and he burst into a shout and rushed away, he wanted to use the simplest and roughest way to blast Zhang Mochen into pulp, only in this way could he satisfy the distorted pleasure.

The dry Zen in the rush is full of life, coupled with the white face and the sinister expression, it looks no different from the Grim Reaper.

Gangfeng is like a knife, the cut cheek hurts, Zhang Mochen is as quiet as a child one second, and moves like a rabbit in the next second, waving without a blade, and bursting with a shout.

The powerful impact continued, and the agitated aftermath spread layer by layer, and the hand-to-hand fight between the two did not have a gorgeous scene, but it attracted everyone's attention.

The appearance is very gorgeous, but after all, it is only a beginner Yuan Emperor, and the people of the Life Alliance have been sweating for Zhang Mochen, but this worry gradually disappeared as the grappling continued.

The expressions of the people in the underworld temple were just the opposite of the alliance, they thought that Zhang Mochen was just a mantis arm as a car, but now the car was blocked, but it was not a mantis arm, but a mountain.

Kuzen's brows furrowed more and more, if Zhang Mochen's ability to resist beyond the level made him stunned, then the latter's ferocious offensive made him a little frightened, he had never seen such a lifeless person, more fierce than a tiger, even crazier than a mad dog.

Punching down on Zhang Mochen's chest, Kuzen couldn't be happy at all, because the former didn't seem to be afraid of pain, and almost at the same time slashed down with a sword.

Fortunately, this situation has been more than once, and the 'strange' Kuzen didn't have time to unload the strength of his fist, and his body moved, dodging away. But Zhang Mochen couldn't stop, his eyes were steep, and he raised his sword and chased wildly.

The two figures flickered and moved, and the grappling gradually became white-hot, but under this fierce battle, Kuzen gradually became powerless, on the other hand, Zhang Mochen became more and more courageous.

Perhaps sensing the crisis of Kuzen, the four of them burst out of the corners of their eyes, but this time they became the obstructed ones, and when the four bursts sounded, Meng Zhan, Lie Yan, Shi Potian, and Li Zimu were tightly blocked in front of them.

The dog jumped over the wall in a hurry, the rabbit was in a hurry to bite people, the master of the holy water hall and the strong man of the Yuan Emperor, he was actually forced by a teenager to be so embarrassed, the dry Zen in the dodge gritted his teeth, shame and resentment were intertwined, and the next second he mobilized the vitality of his whole body, and he was surprised and punched out.

"Die!"

The heavy punch smashed into his chest, and Kuzen's dignified face finally bloomed with a trace of vicious pride, and he was confident that even if this punch could not kill Zhang Mochen, it would be able to hit him hard.

"What? remnant, remnant?"

However, Kuzen was too happy too early, and when the 'Zhang Mochen' in front of him turned into mist and dissipated, he suddenly felt a cool air in his back.

The gray light is abundant, and finally there is a qualitative change, turning to the color of earthy brown. Looking at the frightened eyes that Kuzen turned around, Zhang Mochen smiled coldly, held Wu Feng high, and smashed down with a roar.

"Enough fun, go die!"

A muffled crash was heard, followed by a terrible scream. The people of the Living Alliance looked at Kuzen, who had lost half of his arm and his lower body being smashed into the ground, and they all swallowed in shock. Only now did they understand how terrifying this hairy boy who had never heard of them in the rivers and lakes was.

"You, you actually have an earth ring!"

Leaning over and squatting down, Zhang Mochen shook his finger defiantly in front of Kuzen, and a ring on it was emitting bursts of brown light, "Surprised?"

"Providence, providence. Kuzen lamented, "However, I am not wronged to be able to die under the earth ring, haha!"

"Are you worthy?" Zhang Mochen smiled weirdly, stood up, put away his breath, and raised Wufeng to smash down.

The faces of the people of the alliance were excited, because they saw the light of day that they had not seen for a long time. Especially Fu Miao, he crawled out of the cave after panting, and when he saw such a scene, his sluggish eyes suddenly burst out, even if he didn't know who the sword-wielding boy was and where he came from.

However, when the heavy sword fell, Kuzen did not turn into flesh and blood, on the contrary, Zhang Mochen spat blood mist and flew away.

This process was so fast that even if you opened your eyes wide, you couldn't see the inside story clearly, until a black mist fell from the sky, and the people of the Living Alliance came back to their senses.

Although Kuzen is strong, he is just the master of the hall, and the real god of death has just appeared.