Chapter 1310 Ruthless (1)

There was a snap, and then a sharp pain came up, and he looked in disbelief at the silver whip in Moro's hand stained with blood, and at the same time, it was the blood on his cheeks dripping into the snow that he realized that his mother was really willing to beat him.

"Get out." Morrow looked at him, "Not leaving?" You want me to let me beat you to death here? ”

"I'm not leaving, I'm not going anywhere. I can't ......walk," Alfonso knelt on, "if you kill me, I won't leave the palace of Ales." ”

Then another whip was whipped on the back, and it hurt more than any other wound I had ever suffered. Dylan's beating was nothing more than a rattan, it was a silver whip, and he felt that he couldn't hold it anymore, it was too painful.

"Please...... Save your father, aren't you...... I don't believe in the heartless...... Are you so...... You're not one of those people......" Alfonso clasped the steps little by little, "it's not true...... I don't believe in ......"

"Don't believe me?" Moloyan's braids rolled around Alfonso's neck, throwing him a few steps away, and he fell into the snow, "Do you believe it now?" You are too young to understand things between adults, and now that you have time, I will not kill you if you miss my little affection with you. ”

Alfonso struggled in the snow for a long time and knelt well, and the people around him did not dare to go up to help him, and dragged his knees step by step to Moro, leaving a long blood mark on the snow, he was covered in snow and red with blood, his face was extremely pale, and his voice was intermittent, "Mother...... Please...... Father ......"

He didn't know what was supporting him, whether it was Stella or his father, but he was still holding on, at least a little bit of the result, at least he was still on the land of Ales, he still had a home, and he was still a child who was loved.

He didn't want to go back to Van Cho, the only one in the huge castle of Decelli.

Mo Luo raised his hand and whipped down a few times, so cruel that his clothes were in tatters, revealing the skin and flesh rolled inside.

He stared at the strip of flesh and blood on his shoulder, and became even more sad, "You sent someone to make this dress for me...... I...... I didn't know ...... Parents...... There you ...... Love dearly...... Pozzi ...... Appreciate...... Even if you kill Pozzi...... Neither is Pozzi ...... Leave...... I only ask you to share your father's affection with you...... Co-parenting...... Feelings ...... Save ......"

Mo Luo's whip is even more ruthless, those ministers want to step forward to stop but don't dare, Mo Luo's silver whip has not survived a few people, these are the old men of the secret party, they have seen the battle of Ales, they have seen Mo Luo's skills, and now Mo Luo is ruthless, they don't want to harm themselves, and they are just the leaders of the secret party who can't control the demon party.

"Ah......h

"What are you doing?" Stella screamed and saw Alfonso covered in blood in the snow.

"Mom?" Stella looked at Alfonso, who was struggling in the snow and wanted to kneel, "Pozzi? What happened to you? Pozzi? ”

"It's not...... Enchantments were set up...... Tell you not to come out? Alfonso weakly grabbed Stella's hand, "Stella, you go, I'm fine, I ask for ...... Mother saves father...... I can't leave you...... It is not possible to leave the palace...... Go back, don't make your mother angry......" Alfonso propped himself up with his hands.

Stella panicked, and looked up to see that Moro's whip had been completely stained red with Alfonso's blood, and there was blood on the ground.

"Mom! What the hell is wrong with you? Mom! Stella sat on her knees next to Alfonso and didn't know how to alleviate Alfonso's pain, and she couldn't believe that the person who hurt Alfonso and whipped Alfonso with silver was Moro who spoiled the two of them the most.

"Why are you disobedient? Then you follow him back to Fanzhuo! Moro raised his hand and whipped it even harder, tearing open the neckline of Alfonso's chest, a more ruthless mark, "Don't ...... Don't fight anymore......" Stella stood in front of Alfonso, Mom was angry with Bozzi because of Dad, would Mom still take care of herself? Mom was never willing to hit her, and when she was angry, she ignored her for a few days, she was pampered and arrogant. She thought so, but she was wrong, and Moro didn't have the slightest pity for her.

"Why do you want to be beaten too?" Mo Luo sneered, "Okay, since you two are so disobedient, it's because I'm too lax on weekdays, so that you are so presumptuous." ”

Moro swept over with a whip and hit the two children, Alfonso was already scarred and still frightened by Moro Lianstra, and rushed over to desperately protect Stella and protect her under his body.

The whips were overwhelming, like a nightmare that you can't wake up from.

"Can I call you mother?"

"We're so beautiful in Bozzi. What's wrong with boys being pretty? ”

"It's okay, I like Pozzi."

"Who says there has to be an answer? I want to give the best to Pozzi and Stella. Moro smiled and looked at him in the library, was that a short time ago?

"Are we pozzy? Now I can help Lorenzo with many, many things! Moro said proudly to Ethan.

He propped his hands in the snow, the old scenes replaying in his mind one scene after another, and he smiled a little, but he was soon overwhelmed by the pain of the whip.

He thought he had a family, but now that his father was gone, his mother didn't recognize him.

Stella cried a lot, but she was an unconvinced person, with a crying voice as if accusing, "You are reversing black and white, ruthless and unrighteous, I can no longer ...... I don't trust you anymore...... I don't like you anymore...... You don't want Daddy anymore, and you don't want me and Bozzy anymore...... What the hell are you going to do......"

Stella's words were childish, "You can't bear to scold Pozzi like this, just because you have no feelings for your father, you want to hate me and hate Pozzi, I heard it, you said you want to divorce your father?" Why, exactly? What did Dad do wrong? How could Dad possibly do something like that? No one else believes it, and you don't believe it either? ”

Moro trembled with anger and whipped over, Alfonso Tistra blocked, but despite this, he still whipped on Stella.

Stella had not been whipped, and screamed in pain. Alfonso held Stella under her, and she found that the more she said, the harder Moro twitched.

"Mom...... Why...... Why...... Why did you end up like this......" Stella briefly shrugged under Alfonso's body, "don't fight...... Please...... Mom, I hurt so much......"