"Dad, how do you know that my mother is not dead yet? I remember that she was seriously injured and jumped off the cliff."
Ye Qingcheng's eyes suddenly dimmed and he said: "I placed a life and death curse on your mother. If she lives, I will live. If she dies, I will die."
Mo Zhuyue opened her mouth and looked at Ye Qingcheng in disbelief. If it weren't for the fact that the other person was her father, she would definitely say that he was a pervert.
However, this should be a method that you only use if you love it to the bone, right?
Now, Ye Qingcheng is still alive and well, does that mean that Zhou Yixin is also alive and well?
Knowing this news, Mo Zhuyue was very happy. Her grandfather had been blaming himself for not seeing Zhou Yixin in these years. If Zhou Yixin was found, it would be a happy thing.
"Dad, if that's the case, I'll be relieved. By the way, do you really not need me to save you?"
Ye Qingcheng smiled, and his eyes in the ice were exceptionally bright, "No need, you have to believe in me, your father. I am an amazing person, and I am a descendant of the Gods after all. How could I be defeated so easily.
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Ye Qingcheng's pride was not inferior to Long Canghao's at all. When he said this, his eyes flickered, as if he himself was really a very powerful person.
Unconsciously, Mo Zhuyue curled her lips unhappily: "You are also a descendant of the God Clan, why are you so proud, while I am trapped and can't use my spiritual power at all? It's so unfair."
Mo Zhuyue was angry, she and Ye Qingcheng were obviously connected by the same blood, why was Ye Qingcheng so proud?
She is so miserable.
Looking at his daughter's troubled face, Ye Qingcheng smiled, and that smile was more beautiful than the demon lotus blooming in Mo Zhuyue's body.
"You are also a descendant of the God Clan, and you are naturally proud of your bloodline. What's more, you are also a Celestial Saint with a thousand-year lineage. Your strength is above mine. You have inherited the purest blood of your ancestors, the God Clan. It's just that when you were born, I
I have used my whole life’s spiritual power to seal your spiritual power, and now, with my limited ability, I cannot break your seal.”
Mo Zhuyue was ashamed, wasn't this a disguised form of not saying anything?
"You didn't have the ability to break my seal back then. Why did you seal it for me? Really!"
Mo Zhuyue couldn't help complaining. She didn't know whether she was lucky or unlucky to have such a father.
Ye Qingcheng laughed naively, "If you can find a master, you can let him break the seal for you. Anyway, your father and I don't have that ability."
Mo Zhuyue discovered that her father could only be complained about.
Just when the atmosphere between the two of them was very harmonious, Feimo walked over.
"Yue'er, we have to go."
Fei Mo's expression was solemn, as if he really should leave.
Mo Zhuyue would not make things difficult for Fei Mo. She was already very grateful to him for bringing her here and could not cause him any more trouble.
Mo Zhuyue took a deep look at Ye Qingcheng: "Dad, take care of yourself."
Ye Qingcheng smiled, "Yue'er, don't worry about me."
So, Mo Zhuyue reluctantly followed Fei Mo and left Bingliang. She didn't know if she would have a chance to come back, but it felt really good to be able to find her father.
On the way back, she didn't have to be confused as she walked down the black corridor. Fei Mo held her in his arms and flew past her quickly.