Chapter 662

Mo Yan's look became more and more deep.

His eyes, more and more sinister.

Mo Yan's eye color, there is anger, unwilling, there are grievances, of course, of which raging anger accounted for the majority.

But Mo Bai didn't flinch.

Mo Yan how to look at him, he will return to what kind of eyes.

Mo Bai always thought that his father and mother must be in love. His mother Xu died in childbirth after giving birth to him. Because his father missed his mother, he didn't come out of the haze of losing his mother. When he was young, he didn't take good care of himself.

He is a child of the zodiac.

It's his only child.

But at that time, as long as a stronger companion than him, can bully him.

What's more, he can't complain after being bullied.

If he went to his father with all his injuries, his father would beat him with a whip when he saw his embarrassed appearance.

"Who are you listening to?"

"What? Father, isn't what I said true? So you tell me, my mother, she didn't hang herself? She doesn't even have a tombstone. Tell me, my father, does he love my mother? "

Mo Bai asked.

Every sentence is poked in the heart of Mo Yan.

He kept retreating.

Yes, Mobai is right.

Even now, Mo Yan can't remember what the woman named Wan Wan looked like.

He only remembers the "luoqiu" he carefully raised five hundred years ago.

Yes.

Mo Yan admits.

After Wan Wan's death, he didn't even feel sad, nor did he take her death to heart.

He didn't ask anyone to set up a tombstone for Mo Bai's mother.

On the contrary.

He also ordered his mother's body to be thrown into the huge pit, where the vultures ate and the rain washed away.

He did not pay attention to Mo Bai many times.

But as Mo Bai grows up.

He found that the little boy, is so resolute, although he does not have a strong talent, but in the face of a strong enemy, he will do his best to fight.

When the child stood in front of him with bloody arms and swollen face, his eyes said firmly that it was his own injury.

Again and again.

As a father of Mo Yan.

He also moved his face.

He began to treat Mo Bai silently, and slowly sent someone to polish him. Every time after he was injured, he would put the powder for treating the wound in the barrel where Mo Bai bathed at night.

In order to let him grow up step by step.

After knowing he was missing.

Mo Yan was completely flustered.

At that time, the ban of Guihu was not lifted.

He can't do without ghosts.

But he never gave up looking for Mobai.

Mo Yan searched every inch of GUI he.

After he didn't find him, he used all his strength to transport Qingfeng and some dark guards out of Shenzong to find Mobai.

Mo Yan admits that at first, he didn't pay attention to Mo Bai and didn't care about his growth, but later, everything changed.

At this time, Mo Yan's silence is tacit in Mo Bai's eyes.

Facing such a father.

He was deeply distressed.

"I'm right, aren't I?"

"Father, the person you like is not a mother, right?"

"I'm sorry."

"You don't have to say sorry to me. I'm not the one you're most sorry for."

Mo Yan said: "there are many things you don't know."

"But I know that's enough."

"Father, did you just treat me as a chess piece from the beginning? If I didn't come back with a piece of copper, and my spiritual power revived very quickly, would you abandon me just as you abandoned my mother? "

Mo Yan said nothing.

Mo Bai's heart is aching at the moment.

Before, he thought that his mother was luoqiu. It was said in the history books that luoqiu had an unspeakable relationship with emperor Zunyan Ruyu.

Mo Bai thought that his mother's existence had blackened him, so his father didn't want to mention his mother.

It's not easy for my father to raise myself when I was abandoned by my mother. I shouldn't use this to stimulate my father.

But he never thought of it.

His mother, not luoqiu, is not the beloved of his father.

"Mo Bai, have you had enough trouble?"

Mo Yan's face was extremely ugly at this time.

With his roar, the whole hall seemed to tremble.

Mo Bai said, "what are you in a hurry? What are you panicking about? Your blood is always flowing in my body. I know your wish. I will carry forward Guihu and become the overlord of the Kyushu mainland. You can rest assured that you are my father and my own father. As your chess piece, I will try my best to do it for you. "Mo Yan never thought about it.

One day, the child he cultivated with his heart will speak to himself in such a tone.

Full of irony.

"Mo Bai -"

"father."

Mo Bai's eyes are looking at Mo Yan.

Then he bent his knees and knelt down.

"What are you doing?"

"Father, can you tell me where you buried my mother?"

Mo Yan heart a pain.

Burial?

When Wan Wan died, he didn't even have a basic burial.

See through the idea of Mo Yan.

Mo Bai said despairingly, "father, my good father, won't you tell me that my mother doesn't even have a tombstone or a cemetery?"

Mo Yan is silent.

"When she died, didn't she even have a coffin or a straw mat?"

"Your mother is dead. What's the use of knowing that?"

Mo Bai stood up.

He said, "father, to tell you the truth, I really look down on you."

This sentence, he is almost gnashing his teeth to say.

The time with Zhao shuning, her words and deeds, are deeply imprinted in the heart of Mo Bai.

Mo Bai also has a habit of cleanliness in this aspect of emotion.

He felt that if he did not like the woman, even if she sent, he would never touch.

He has always believed that he must be the crystallization of the relationship between his mother and father. A father, at least, should have a little affection for his mother.

But now the father's reaction.

Let Mo Bai feel.

The original pure feelings can be so dirty.

Mo Yan, that's his father, and he's always been an example in his heart.

"Pa!"

Because I'm so angry.

Mo Yan fainted head, a hard slap in the face, threw to Mo Bai.

Therefore, Mo Bai's body tilted aside, and his face swelled quickly.

Mo Yan's hand is also numb.

At this time, his heart was full of anger.

In the past, no matter how disobedient Mo Bai was, what he did the most was to beat him with a whip.

"Father's lesson is that this slap, the child wrote down."

Mo Bai kneels in front of Mo Yan again.

After three hard knocks, he got up and left.

Looking at Mo Bai's figure far away.

Mo Yan's lips trembled.

For a long time, I couldn't say a word to stay.