Then he slapped his thigh, and even his sadness was much less, "Yes! It is very likely that Qing'er has been hiding her, and she has not married her or given her a name, is it because she is the daughter of Xuantian and will die if she gives birth to a child, so she does this? ”

The couple glanced at each other at this time, and both nodded.

At this moment, there was another reaction from the banner.

Bursts of streamers, this is a sign of luck!

This is a lot, and it is comparable to Mo Yandong when he first entered......

Mo Yandong added five hundred years, and this time it was no less than Mo Yandong's, that is, at least five hundred years were added?

Together, it's a thousand years of luck?

Mo Yan's back is a little straighter! It's a delight!

"Qing'er's cultivation alone can only be a few decades, and it is impossible to have so many, this is probably the luck of the daughter of Xuantian......"

Mrs. Mo was also very happy.

But happily happy, and disappointed, "This daughter of Xuantian was devoured like this, it is inevitable that there are some pity, it is not as good as the son of luck, and Qing'er is afraid that if she does something stupid for her again, what should she do?" ”

Mo Yan is also not sure that he has impersonated his son once through puppetry, and his son has clearly disengaged from them.

The father-son relationship, which is not very close, is even weaker this time.

But he also has no way, who made him disobedient? As a child of the Mo family and the blood of the Mo family, this is a responsibility that cannot be escaped.

"Madam, can Qing'er come out, you stay here, you can't give him half help, you go back and have a good rest, now Qianmo City has more than a thousand years of luck, and it is time for the husband to find trouble for the Ji family, why do you want to take in the traitors of the Mo family and come to harm my son?"

Mrs. Mo thought about it, exactly.

The son was pulled into the banner by the traitor Mo Yandong, and he couldn't easily cheapen the Ji family.

"Go ahead, I'll be here to guard Qing'er."

Mo Yan is not at ease, he has lost his son who has the heaviest expectations, and he can no longer see Bai Yao Peony tired.

A petite woman walked up from under the altar, "Dad, if you have something to do, go do it, and your daughter will take care of your mother." ”

It's Mogu rain.

Mo Yan nodded in response, like a bird, into the dark sky, and disappeared.

Not long after Mo Yan left, he saw that the streamer on the banner was gone, as if the part of the luck light that had just soared was an illusion.

Mrs. Mo was shocked, her heart was uneasy, she always felt that something was wrong.

Mo Guyu quietly accompanied her, staring closely at the Yunqi, so that she saw the dawn.

As soon as the sky was bright, Mrs. Mo had not left the flag platform day and night for the past few days, and her mental and physical strength could not stand it, her eyes couldn't help but close slightly, and she entered a state of half-napping.

Mo Guyu stared at the sky above the Yunqi in a daze, and her mood was also very depressed.

The younger brother she values the most is gone.

Although the Mo family's luck has been five hundred years old now, her heart is also very lost and depressed......

She didn't want the next city lord of Qianmo City to be her cousin, or her clan uncle or something, those people were always separated from her by some blood, and only Mo Ziqing and her half-father and mother were the closest people in the world.

Suddenly, the flag fluttered violently, as if some invisible force was repelling, and then, above the black flag, a white light appeared......

The white light gradually magnified and turned into a door.

It's the door!

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