Zhong Kun told Mo Jia about Yan Xihua's visit in the morning, and said pertinently, "If her problem is not solved now, it will definitely create an obstacle between you and Huanhuan."
Mo Jia's eyebrows couldn't hide a trace of displeasure, and he nodded, "I understand."
"Uh, and," Zhong Kun said worriedly, "she is a descendant of a dark wizard. To what extent she is now, none of us know. Therefore, we still can't be too aggressive with her. Even if we can guard against it, Huanhuan
Not necessarily with Youyou." After all, Yan Xihua is a woman who can't be tough, but also needs to be on guard at all times, which is a bit tricky.
Mo Jia's originally cold eyes gradually became frozen, and fierce determination suddenly appeared in his eyes. For a moment, Zhong Kun's entire body was chilled.
"There is only one warning to her, otherwise, I will not give her another chance."
For Mo Jia, Yan Xihua is indeed the bright color in his childhood memories, but now she has lost her nature. If he dares to touch the fantasy mother and daughter, he will not mind solving this threat with his own hands.
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While the two were talking, Linglong had finished sunbathing and was walking towards them. She raised her head, glanced at them, and asked arrogantly, "Hey, how is that guy Chifeng doing now?"
Zhong Kun looked a little solemn, "I don't know what happened, but it suddenly returned to the statue and continued to sleep. Now, it has been five years."
This happened very suddenly. On the same day that Huanhuan disappeared, Chifeng also fell into a deep sleep. Even Mojia couldn't wake it up again with his own blood.
Linglong didn't take it personally, "That stupid fire dragon has used up all its fire, so of course it will fall into a deep sleep."
Mo Jia frowned, "You know?"
"Of course," Linglong said proudly, "I am the most powerful mythical beast in history. What is there that I don't know?"
Zhong Kun then asked, "Why did it suddenly run out? The eldest master was once sucked by it and almost died. Its fire should be more abundant than ever before!"
Linglong shrugged, "Someone used black magic to deal with Huanhuan. When I rescued her, I discovered that she had Chifeng's 'qi' in her body. It should be the same as me, and it also saved her. However,
Only those who are not as powerful as me would fall asleep after saving people."
Linglong couldn't help but feel a little proud, this is the difference! Chifeng was only reincarnated in 927, but it is already 1,135 years old. There is a difference of two hundred years. Is it comparable? So, it is the strongest divine beast in history, then
It's no exaggeration.
After hearing Linglong's words, Mo Jia and Zhong Kun both changed their expressions, "Black witchcraft?"
Linglong was still in a state of self-satisfaction and narcissism, "Yes, I don't know how Huanhuan offended that person. The other person wanted to kill her, but I stopped her."
Zhong Kun hesitated for a moment, then looked up at Mo Jia, "Is it... Yan Xihua?"
Mojia's face was frighteningly cold. He turned around suddenly and drove away quickly without even calling Mu Chuan.
Zhong Kun looked at it and said worriedly, "Mu Chuan, follow the young master."
"Oh, I got it." Mu Chuan led others and followed him immediately.
Mo Jia held the steering wheel and stepped on the accelerator as fast as possible. Linglong's words confirmed all his previous suspicions. The reason why he tolerated Yan Xihua was because of that very slim hope. He didn't want to do it when he was incompetent.
While saving her, he killed it with his own hands. So, even if he had doubts, he would bear it!
But now, he has no reason to indulge anymore.
The car stopped in front of the hotel, and Mojia opened the door and walked in. Since the newspapers and media in E-city these days were all about M.O. and Yan Xihua, as soon as he appeared, someone immediately recognized him.
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"Isn't he the president of M.O.?"
"That's right, could it be that...he came here to date Yan Xihua?!"
"It turns out that what was said in the newspaper is all true. The female star really relied on him to get to the top."
The good guy immediately called the newspaper office...
When she heard the doorbell, Yan Xihua, wearing a loose long skirt, walked over and opened the door. When she saw it was Mo Jia, she was a little overjoyed, "Mo Jia, why are you..."
Before she could finish her words, Mojia reached out and grabbed her neck, pushed her inside, and the door slammed shut.
"I warned you not to hurt her!"
Yan Xihua broke away from his restraints and put her hands on the sofa, holding on to her delicate body and gasping, "What are you talking about?"
Mo Jia raised one corner of his lips coldly and looked at her, "You don't need to admit or deny anything. I'm not interested in your excuses. I'm here personally to tell you that you dare to touch their mother and daughter again.
, I will take your life."
Yan Xihua's face turned pale and she was in disbelief, "Mojia, you... want to kill... kill me for her?"
A cruel coldness flooded around Mojia, surrounding her in an instant, unable to tolerate her disbelief or any more illusions.
He turned around and was about to leave when Yan Xihua suddenly said, "Mojia,"
He paused but did not turn around.
She lowered her eyes and murmured, "If Su Huanhuan hadn't appeared, would we have blossomed and lived happily..."
Mojia narrowed his eyes and turned his head, "I am very glad that there is no such thing."
No longer showing any nostalgia, he opened the door and walked out.
This time, Yan Xihua did not shed tears. She lowered her head silently, "There is no if, no if... With her here, am I not even qualified for the 'if'?"
Then, she smiled indifferently.
Mojia, why do you have to be so ruthless? Originally, she wanted to give the two of them another chance, but now it seems that any result was forced by them, they were the one who forced it...
When Mo Jia walked out of the lobby, he was surrounded by reporters who rushed over. "Mr. Mo, are you here to visit Miss Yan?"
"Mr. Mo, there have been rumors that you and Miss Yan had an underground affair for five years. Is this true?"
"Mr. Mo..."
At this time, Muchuan and others arrived, pulled away from the crowd, and protected Mojia, "Please give way, please give way!"
Mojia always frowned slightly and his face was tense. You know, how much self-control was required to let her go just now!
Faced with such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, the reporters were chasing after him. Just when Mojia was about to get into the car, he suddenly stopped, then turned around, facing the microphones that were pouring in front of him, and said coldly
Leng said, "From now on, M.O. will suspend all announcements about Yan Xihua!"