Since leaving the City Lord's Mansion, Hua Wudao's brows have never been soothed.

Unconsciously, Hua Wudao had already walked to a hidden corner, only to see him suddenly slap his palm into the air.

Suddenly, a figure came out and knelt down on one knee in front of Hua Wudao.

"Go back at once and tell my father what has happened. Hua Wudao ordered.

The figure nodded, saluted Hua Wudao, and then disappeared in front of him.

"Yin Yu Rou ......" A faint murmur came out of Hua Wudao's mouth, and his eyes slowly became cold.

......

Lian Mo was cautiously walking into Lian's mansion, looking around secretly, like a thief who broke into someone else's mansion, for fear of being discovered.

"Stop!"

A powerful voice sounded behind Lian Mo, but no matter how you listened to it, there was a hint of doting in this voice.

When Lian Mo heard this, his face kept changing, and finally he collapsed directly, turned around, met his mother, and said flatteringly: "Mother." ”

Lian Mu looked at Lian Mo and saw that he looked sneaky, needless to say, he must have gone to the Holy Fall City again. She pretended to be majestic and said, "Did you run to the Holy Fall City again???How old is it, and you still run outside all day long, what does it look like!?"

Lian Mo said coquettishly: "Mother, isn't it too boring at home, my father locked me up at home all day long, let me learn this and that, if I go on like this, it is already a miracle not to be suffocated." After speaking, Lian Mo also put on a look of grievance.

Lian Mu looked at Lian Mo, as if she had thought of something, her stiff face slowed down, and she sighed and said: "You don't like cultivation since you were a child, and your qualifications are mediocre, your achievements will definitely not be high in the future, which is extremely unfavorable for you to control the family in the future, so your father has also tried his best, and you don't blame your father." ”

Lian Mo was silent, he knew that what her mother said was right. He also knew that his father had spent a lot of effort on him over the years, but his growth had been stagnant. He can only choose to numb himself by various means.

The silence on Lian Mo's face was fleeting, and then he changed to a hippie smiling expression: "Mother, do you think I have gained anything from going to the Holy Fall City this time?" I heard that Yin Yurou is back. ”

"Oh?" Lian Mu was a little surprised, and said, "That girl is back?"

"Yes, I heard that the little snot baby was accepted as a personal disciple by a sect. ”

Lian Mu watched Lian Mo talk eloquently, and felt a little funny in her heart. is obviously not much older than Yin Yurou, but Lian Mo always likes to secretly call the girl snot baby of the Yin family.

"Did you see her?" asked Lian Mu with a smile.

Lian Mo shook his head: "No." ”

"By the way," Lian Mu looked at Lian Mo and said suddenly, "Now that you are fourteen, I should tell you something, when you were not born, your grandfather used to go out with people and became brothers." ”

"They had agreed that if the first children of the two families were boys, they would be brothers in the future, and if they were a boy and a girl," Lian's mother paused, Lian Mo had a bad premonition in her heart, and sure enough, she only heard her say: "If it is a man and a woman, let them become husband and wife." ”

Lian Mo's mouth opened slightly, his eyes widened to the extreme, and he looked at his mother incredulously, as if he had received a denial from his mother.

Lian Mu saw Lian Mo's suspicious gaze and nodded lightly.

Lian Mo swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, and then said dryly: "Mother, this, my grandfather's brother won't give birth to a girl, right?" In the end, Lian Mo's face was full of dry smiles.

Lian Mu laughed and said: "It's not clear, since your grandfather went, there has been no news over there, and now I don't know if it's a man or a woman, but with your grandfather and your grandfather's brothers, this matter will definitely not be yellow." ”

Brothers?

Fiancee?

Lian Mo's head was a little confused, although he was only fourteen years old, he already had his own opinions. At this moment, Lian Mo thought a lot.

"If it's a man, it's okay to be a brother, and I'm not even afraid of the power of my family. But if it's a girl, not to mention what this fiancée looks like, even her cultivation qualifications are completely unknown. If it's mediocre, it's fine, if it's like Yin Yurou......" Lian Mo didn't dare to think about it anymore, although he thought that the Lian family's power was very strong, but this was not him after all.

Seeing that Lian Mo was deep in thought, Lian Mu smiled dotingly, touched the back of Lian Mo's head, and then left quietly.

Just when Lian Mo was still deeply distressed, a steady footstep came, Lian Mo heard it, and hurriedly shivered. The look of distress on his face quickly faded, and he gave him an honest look.

"Did you run to Saintfall City again!?" The person who came was naturally Lian Mo's father, the head of the Lian family, and Lian Zhantian.

Lian Mo said respectfully: "Father, yes." ”

"My family is located directly east of the Holy Fall City, and it takes half a day to go back and forth, even if I am also a flying machine, I have so much time to spend on cultivation, I have already improved!" Lian Zhantian looked at Lian Mo and said with hatred that iron is not steel.

Lian Mo still took out his usual method - silence.

"Don't hurry up and go back to cultivating!" "Every time Lian Zhantian saw Lian Mo's appearance, he couldn't get angry.

Lian Mo lowered his head and walked slowly.

Lian Zhantian looked at Lian Mo's disappearing back, his brows furrowed, and finally turned into a sigh full of unknown emotions.

......

Lian Mo returned to his cultivation room. A small face that was still immature was blank.

Suddenly, like a mad beast, he slammed his fists into the floor.

"Why !!" Lian Mo's heart roared, "Why can't I cultivate!!!Why am I so useless!!Why !!?"

Lian Mo's little face was hideous, and his fists seemed to be unconscious, just constantly slamming the floor.

Once upon a time, Lian Mo was also a cultivation genius, and his cultivation seemed to have no bottleneck, and he had completed what others could achieve in half a lifetime in just one year. It has amazed countless people, and even among his peers.

However, I don't know why, since he reached his current realm, there has been no trace of any increase in cultivation since then.

He didn't know why, he only knew that his cultivation among his peers was getting more and more backward, and many people in the past were gradually surpassing him.

But he was not convinced, he felt that he was not working hard enough, so he often practiced secretly in the middle of the night, often cultivating until almost dawn, all of which he kept secret from his parents.

However, God had dealt him a fatal blow, and no matter how hard he tried, his cultivation had always stagnated. He began to try everything he knew, and even his father had visited countless senior powers for his state of cultivation, but in the end he couldn't solve the problem.

As a result, he began to become self-defeating, and even his personality became different from before, tyranny and ferocity are everyone's feelings about Lian Mo.

Outsiders thought that Lian Mo didn't like to cultivate, and even almost everyone thought so. But only Lian Mo himself knows that it's not that he doesn't like to cultivate, it's that he can't cultivate.

After a long time, the ferocity and hideousness on Lian Mo's face slowly dissipated, the blood on the back of his hand flowed, and the bones seemed to be deformed.

But even Mo's face didn't frown. Is there any more pain than not being able to cultivate?

He stood up silently, walked over to a tray of healing fluid, and put his hands inside.

Goo-goo!

His hands were soaked in healing fluid, and the flesh and blood on his hands were already blurred, but he saw that the speed visible to the naked eye gradually healed.

Outside the window, a tall dark figure stood silently outside, witnessing Lian Mo's venting.

He shook his head slightly, sighed silently, and left quietly.

There seems to be something in this sigh.