Old Mo Sapo played tricks, dodged her hand, and said, "What's the difference between you doing this and killing your father, who also has his own business?"

Mo Yu'er's outstretched hand stiffened, and her soft face gradually solidified, and then became even colder than when she appeared just now.

She slowly withdrew her outstretched hand, and said coldly:

"I'm so stupid, I should have woken up a long time ago, you old thing is crazy now, how can you still understand people?...... You're being tricked into doing that shameful deed by a milky hairy kid. Back then, why didn't I slap that bastard to death? Go, come back with me!"

As she spoke, she forcibly grabbed Lao Mo's hand and was about to drag it home.

......

Hiding in the dark, he had already come down from the empress's arms, but his body was stiffened by His Majesty the Emperor, who was clasped with her hand, and the nightmare scene of the year appeared in his mind.

Once, as usual, he went to Lao Mo's studio to get money every month, and a cold female voice sounded behind him: "You are the one who tricked Mo Danqing into painting the Spring Palace?"

I didn't know that the catastrophe was coming, and my mouth was slippery, and I hadn't seen anyone yet, so I shook my head and said:

"Girl, first of all, I want to correct you a mistake, how can such a narrow thing as the Spring Palace painting define Master Mo's current achievements, this is called 'human art'!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was still turning to look for the person who was speaking, and a delicate palm was pressed on his chest without a trace of fireworks.

Then he found that a beautiful woman with an ice-like face had appeared in front of him, and said softly, "Then you will die!"

Then the palm of his delicate hand spat out, and a heart-rending dark force poured into his body, and his person had already flown out a few meters away, leaning against the wall and about to fall.

At that moment, it was the moment when he came to these worlds and was closest to death, and he didn't even curse Emperor Yuanjia before he couldn't be eaten by the dragon qi so quickly and directly.

He clearly felt that his internal organs were constantly crumbling under the destruction of a dark energy, but he didn't feel the pain himself, because his nerves had been numb under the destruction of the dark energy, and he only felt that his whole body was wooden.

It was the tenacity and desire to survive in his bones that saved him.

Only when you are alive and dead can you see the true colors of a person.

No doubt, no pain, no panic, no despair.

At that moment, he only took out a porcelain bottle from his arms as quickly as he could, and poured a whole bottle of Baicao Pill into his mouth.

At that time, he had just refined the Baicao Pill not long ago, and he would always carry a bottle in his arms wherever he went, otherwise he would not be sure in his heart, which was a bit of an obsessive-compulsive act that saved him.

Then he slowly sat down on the ground, the cold woman came over, seeing that he was not dead and wanted to make up for it again, he ignored it, Mo Danqing rushed over to block him, and he ignored the fierce dispute with the woman, and only healed wholeheartedly.

When he woke up again, the woman was gone, leaving Mo Danqing looking at him worriedly.

Then he knew the identity of the woman, Mo Danqing's only baby daughter, Mo Yu'er.

Although her palm was rushing for his life, and she wanted to kill him when she saw that he was not dead, he had no hatred for it in his heart.

Although he had never met her directly, he had conducted an in-depth investigation of Mo Danqing when he was investigating whether he was reliable and trustworthy as a collaborator, so he was very clear about her situation.

Mo Danqing was obsessed with painting all his life, and after marrying the delicate lady as his wife, he only stayed for a year, and then he "woke up", feeling that he was confused by beauty, delayed time, and forcibly entered an ascetic retreat, and his delicate wife began a long life of widowhood.

And in the year they were together, they had a daughter, Mo Yu'er, which was probably her only comfort.

And the father and daughter are connected by nature, and Mo Danqing is naturally extremely doting and loving to Mo Yuer, his only bone and blood.

But he was obsessed with studying the art of painting, but he really neglected his wife and daughter, and Mo Yuer's "abandoning his wife" was not wrong. And when he devoted himself to studying painting skills and wanted to become famous all over the world, he ushered in the most painful blow in his life, and he was denied useless!

Then he stubbornly ran a studio, wanting to use it to prove something. During this period, his wife and daughter, who lived in this luxurious mansion in the capital of God, had mixed feelings.

At that time, Mo Yuer had grown up and sensible, and she had already had her own opinions and judgments on things. And because of his father's irresponsibility and her mother's natural weakness, the overall situation of the entire Mo family was picked up by her when she was still a very small girl, and she forcibly carried the great foundation of the Mo family created by her ancestors for hundreds of years to prevent it from collapsing, and her character also became tough and cold in such tempering or destruction.

At that time, even if she had a grudge against her father, she always had a reason to convince herself...... Father is really doing his own business, that is the foundation of the Mo family inherited from the ancestors, his pressure is greater than anyone else, as a daughter, I should understand him, instead of holding my father's trouser leg and asking for father's love to pull his hind legs.

And then...... And then she hated a man to the bone.

That's me!

In this not very enlightened world, it is natural to be misunderstood, discriminated against, and ridiculed.

It's the fault that the world isn't advanced.

The heart-destroying palm that came to kill him naturally did not deceive in the slightest.

It has planted an unforgettable shadow in the heart of His Majesty the Emperor, and the near-death experience has been tried.

Since then, for the sake of his own life, every time he meets with Mo Painter, it looks like a spy war drama, and as a result, he has never been caught by the fish girl again.

......

Seeing that her daughter was going to give herself a tough method, the old and young masters of the family stood by and watched, and the bastards who had rebelled couldn't count on it at all, so they still had to save themselves.

He said again: "But, I don't understand, I've been here for so many years before, why do you want me to stay at home this time?"

Mo Yu'er sneered: "What are you secretly planning during this time, thinking I don't know?"

Lao Mo's face changed quietly, but he said forcefully: "What am I planning, what can I plan?"

Mo Yu'er sneered, signaled to the crowd, and a man hiding behind the crowd walked in with a cower.

Lao Mo's eyes almost fell out, and he said, "Old Yu, didn't I ask you to pack things first?"

The old man glanced at him ashamedly, and finally confided the truth, and said: "Master, before I pretended to be a down-and-out painter to come to you and help you do things, in fact, this was all planned by the young lady, she was afraid that you would do other ridiculous things in the future after seeing you do such a ridiculous thing, and sent me to keep an eye on you, this time this fact is a bit big, if you don't tell the young lady, I will become a salted fish, master, you must understand me." ”

Lao Mo's eyes bulged out, and a mouthful of old blood rolled and surged in his throat.

God, earth, is there any heavenly reason, the good girl who was so cute and still sitting on my shoulder to play back then actually played spy on his father, and he buried it a few years ago.

Where is my daughter?