In the pouring rain, Xiao Tianmo's eyes were as bright as torches.

He glanced at the bald man and others and said in a cold voice: "Next year is your death day."

"If you don't go there, there is no way in heaven, and if you don't have a way to break in hell."

"Dare to kill my adoptive father, Xiao Tianmo, I will use your blood to sacrifice to my father's spirit in heaven!"

At this moment, Xiao Tianmo was like the Shura Killing God coming from hell, standing in the wind and rain, looking at the bald man and others with murderous intent.

For some reason, the bald man and others suddenly felt trembling and their legs began to tremble.

They wanted to run away, but their bodies were like they were filled with lead and they couldn't use any strength.

"Boss, I'll take action for you!"

Zhuque stepped forward and said.

Just now at the Mo family villa, Xiao Tianmo was so angry that blood foam oozed out of the corner of his mouth, which made Zhuque a little worried.

"No, look at them and don't let anyone escape."

Xiao Tianmo ordered.

"yes!"

Although Zhuque was a little confused, his first reaction was to obey the order.

Xiao Tianmo nodded, turned to face Mo Zhenting's tombstone, and knelt in the heavy rain with a thud.

This kneeling was like shaking the world.

It rained harder.

It seemed as if God was crying for Mo Zhenting.

The bald man was originally shocked by Xiao Tianmo's aura. He thought Xiao Tianmo would fight to the death with them. Unexpectedly, Xiao Tianmo actually knelt in front of Mo Zhenting's grave.

Xiao Tianmo's unconventional behavior made the bald man and others stunned at first, and then the big stone in his heart fell to the ground.

"Tsk! It turns out to be a paper tiger!"

"How can I pretend! I'm impotence at the critical moment."

The bald man and others burst into laughter.

Xiao Tianmo was too lazy to pay attention to these people and rattled his head at Mo Zhenting's tombstone.

"Dad, my son is late!"

"You are as kind to me as a mountain, but my son never has the chance to repay your nurturing love again. I feel ashamed."

After saying this, Xiao Tianmo made another sound.

The earth seemed to be trembling.

"Dad, my son has been to the northern border these days to purify military discipline and consolidate military morale. In the past five years, my son has been loyal to the country and to the people of China, but I am sorry for you."

"I heard Xiaohan tell you your wish before your death. Dad, now my son will tell you in person that your son Xiao Tianmo is the commander of the millions of dragon troops in the north. The soldiers respectfully call him Lord Dragon King. The people call me Longshou in China and personally give him the first war god in the nine continents."

"Dad, if it weren't for you, my son would not have made such a contribution. All the people of China should thank you. It was you who cultivated a pillar of the country who could guard the northern territory for China."

"Dad, I respect you!"

"You live openly and die heroically. You will always be a role model in your son's mind!"

At the end, Xiao Tianmo picked up the bottle of wine he brought, opened the bottle cap, and sprinkled it in front of Mo Zhenting's tombstone.

Then he took a big sip with tears in his own eyes.

The wine entered the throat and turned into the bitterest tears.

The anticipated drink and talk about joy, and never return without getting drunk, and finally turned into worship in heavy rain.

The feeling of losing a close relative is so heart-wrenching.

"Dad, you are in the dark, so you must be proud of your son!"

"Also, don't worry, my son has the ability to avenge you."

"The murderer is not only at large, but also lives a day of singing and singing every night. His son will definitely settle them with his own hands and use their blood to wash away your grievances!"
Chapter completed!