Seeing his father's haggard appearance on the bed, Mo Cheng felt pain in his heart, but there was also a smile on his face. The disorder of the former's breath was cleverly captured by Mo Cheng, who was upset and worried about his father.
Mo Yingluo caressed Mo Cheng's head, showing her love and affection, and rubbed the latter's hair lovingly. Without saying a word, the atmosphere was slightly sublimated, "Cheng'er, I'm just a little kid.
Don’t worry about the internal injuries. In a few days, I’ll be as active as ever. I can deal with those who sneak attack me with one move!”
"Um."
"By the way, Cheng'er, you haven't been at home these days. Teacher Shumen asked you what happened, and he would come to your home every day to say hello at the end of class. Look at the time, you should be here soon. I'll see you later.
It's not easy to see him being so interested in you!" Mo Yingluo sighed and looked into Mo Cheng's eyes again, mixed with a little regret. When Mo Cheng saw this, he was also struggling in his heart. For a long time,
He opened his mouth and said: "Father, I will explain to him the Shumen teacher, but I won't go to the Shumen..."
"Why?" Mo Yingluo interrupted quickly, staring at Mo Cheng.
Mo Cheng didn't say anything, but stretched out his hand to hold his father's palm. A stream of warm spiritual power flowed into the latter's palm. In his shocked eyes, he withdrew his hand after a while and looked at Mo Yingluo indifferently.
"You...Cheng'er, have you made a breakthrough?" Mo Yingluo was about to stand up in excitement, but was pressed down by Mo Cheng, then nodded slightly and said: "I figured it out, I must practice! Even for the sake of
Father, I should also share the important responsibilities for you!"
"Okay! Okay, okay!" Mo Yingluo's hands were shaking a little. As a strong man in the city, his eyes were a little wet at this time. A few months ago, he heard Mo Cheng say that cultivation had nothing to do with him. He really hoped that he would
It was all in vain. Although Mo Cheng's strength is only at the beginning level now, his training time has not been lost. He can make up for it. He does not expect to be stronger than the world. He just wants to succeed him as the head of the Mo family. This lifetime is enough.
He patted Mo Cheng's head hard several times and looked very satisfied. However, due to excessive excitement, his coughing became more intense. Mo Cheng was horrified and hurriedly supported him.
"It's okay, it's okay, it's okay!"
Mo Cheng was also happy for his father. It was reasonable and reasonable to do something for this body. Now, he has integrated into this world and this family, sharing both honor and disgrace.
"Okay, father, have a good rest. My chest is pressed against my back. I'm already very hungry. I'm going to eat something first. Also, I don't want others to know about my breakthrough. I won't let anyone who looks down on me in the future wait.
People are shocked!" Mo Cheng hasn't eaten anything since he entered the Dark Food Forest. There are dangers inside, and he hasn't felt much about it. Now he relaxes wholeheartedly, and the empty feeling in his stomach suddenly comes over him. It's very uncomfortable, and there is actually something there.
With a sign of fainting, after saying goodbye, Mo Yingluo was about to leave. Mo Yingluo called out to Mo Cheng again, and handed the thing in his hand to Mo Cheng at some point.
"This is a second-grade strength skill. It was originally for that boy Huo'er. Now that you are like this, of course it is for you, haha..." As he said this, he laughed heartily, and his heart also knew how to do it.
This kind of favoritism and perversion of the law! Mo Cheng was not polite. After taking it, he turned and left. In the room, watching Mo Cheng close the door, the look of relief on his face became thicker and he said softly:
"Ning'er, I still haven't let you down! Our son still figured it out, hahaha!"
After a while, Mo Yingluo turned over and jumped up, sitting in meditation, kneading the magic formula with his hands to heal the wound.
…
Walking on the road, Mo Cheng was also in a good mood. His second-grade strength skills were not high, but they were still powerful. For Mo Cheng, whose life-saving methods needed to be improved, it was indeed very tempting. He walked with a carefree attitude and hummed.
Tiao Tiao. Go to the kitchen to find something to eat. If you don't eat, you will starve to death.
What is stored in the kitchen are all coarse grains and mussels, which are eaten by the servants. Given their humble status, how can they care about this kind of food? As the old saying goes: when you are hungry, any food tastes delicious.
I simply filled my stomach, took a comfortable burp, walked out of the kitchen, looked at the bright sunshine, and continued to reflect on the power of the power skills given by my father. It seems that a person should be honest and kind. Otherwise, this power skill is just like
I passed by by myself. Thinking like this, I couldn't help but sweat and quickened my pace. I wanted to return to my residence quickly and use my skills to see what happened. However, everything always went against my expectations.
A man walked forward, walking unruly and swaying to the left. Behind him were several tails, all of which were like a dog relying on human strength and a fox pretending to be a tiger.
"Hey, isn't this Mo Cheng?"
Before the master could speak, a follower behind him stepped forward and shouted, not taking Mo Cheng seriously at all, gesticulating and commenting to himself, "I heard that young master, you just walked in from the gate with a dirty face? Aren't you afraid?"
Dirty the threshold of our Mo family? Or did you do something shameful outside and come back to seek refuge?"
Mo Cheng frowned and didn't reply, and the guy also calculated his character and became even more unscrupulous: "By the way, young master, there is a family competition in nine days. You'd better participate and don't do it again."
I retreated unnecessarily to avoid being criticized for being such a coward in our Mo family!"
"Haha, it's better not to participate, stay at home and figure out the Holy Son and Wenzi!" Someone also stepped forward and said.
"No!" The man from before pretended to be firm and said, "How can he show off Brother Hao's power if he doesn't participate?"
"Hahaha…"
Only then did a few people react. This man wanted to flatter his master! The handsome young man in the middle was very impressed by the praise of this torture method. He folded his arms and looked like a bystander.
Seeing that his master did not stop him, he felt calm, laughed more cheerfully, and spoke even more harshly.
Mo Cheng glanced at the young man beside him and saw that he was not looking at him seriously, and his words were unobstructed, as if he was doing something trivial and just watching a show.
Mo Cheng naturally knew this person. He was a member of the Mo family. His name was Mo Hao. He was very good at winning people's hearts. He was also very clever and eccentric, and he pleased all the elders. In addition, he was already sixteen years old.
With the strength of the third level of the Beginning Realm, the academy came here to recruit students last year, but Mo Hao was not selected. In the following year, he relied on his own hard work to cultivate, and his talent was good, and he had a lot of status in his family.
"Mo Cheng, a fairly good college will come to the city in half a month. Brother Hao is the default candidate. With such a high status, do you plan to live and die in Mo's house holding ancient Chinese classics?"
The person speaking has no spiritual power, that is to say, he is an ordinary person. Mo Cheng could kill him with just one slap, but he is eager to return to his room and does not want to stay here any longer. He has to move around a few people.
And when he left, the man really didn't let Mo Cheng go. He took a few steps in front of Mo Cheng, rubbed his nose on his face, pointed at Mo Cheng's eyes and said:
"Are you fucking blind? You want to leave before Brother Hao lets you go here? It seems that you have become a bit more tempered recently!"
His sneer was full of sarcasm, but that was all. Mo Cheng's cold eyes met, and he stopped the finger that was close to him without any shame, and twisted it to one side, with a crisp 'click' sound.
, followed by a howl of pain like a killing pig, Mo Cheng kicked his abdomen, without any use of spiritual power, the man was lying on the ground rolling around, a servant was so pampered, he had to take care of himself.
Taught a lesson!
"You dogs behind me, remember this! Keep your eyes open when talking to your master. Your master may be responsible for your accidental death in the future. Also, as a dog, you are not meant to bark at people. If you do this next time, some of them will inevitably be removed.
The parts on the body serve as lessons.”
After saying a word, Mo Cheng waved his sleeves and walked away.
Behind him, everyone's faces turned green and white, but Mo Hao was the winner. The meaning of Mo Cheng's words was self-evident and deeply stimulated him. At the same time, everyone felt that Mo Cheng had changed now, and he had that
Create an aura, don’t intimidate yourself!
"Hmph! Mo Cheng! Just wait for me, I will make you look good!" Mo Hao gritted his teeth and said fiercely in his heart.