"Changsheng, why did you jump off. You stupid boy, you ......"

The remorse in Mo Cheng's heart was indescribable, knowing that his children were not smart since they were young, why didn't he warn him and let him not come down.

Now that Changsheng has jumped down, he will be trapped here with his old couple, is God destined for the Mo family to cut off their children and grandchildren?

"It's all my fault! It's all my fault! What kind of help am I, I'm a bad old man, I'm dead, I'm dead, why call Changsheng to die with me, how can I have the face to see the ancestors of the Mo family after I die......"

Mo Cheng's hands slammed his skull desperately, and he fell into despair completely.

Mo Changsheng hurriedly grabbed his father's hand and said confidently: "Dad, don't worry. Your son is not an ordinary person now, otherwise how could I come here alone, and it would be a piece of cake to get you out. ”

"Boss Mo, is this your son? Ask him if he has anything to eat, if your wife doesn't eat something, she won't be able to hold on." ”

Mo Changsheng was shocked to realize that there were more than a dozen people trapped in the snow pit, and he quickly glanced at it.

Except for his father, everyone else is still in good spirits, but they may have not eaten for a long time, and everyone's complexion is extremely bad, and the skin exposed on the outside of the mountaineering hat is also bruised.

There was a person lying quietly in the middle of the crowd, it was his mother Wen Liya.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?!"

Mo Changsheng flashed to Wen Liya in an instant, grabbed her cold right hand, and cautiously probed into a wisp of true yuan.

Wen Liya's condition is very bad, she is deficient in qi and blood and has a high fever, if she comes a little later, I am afraid that she will regret it for the rest of her life.

Of the dozen or so people surrounding Wen Liya, none of them could see Mo Changsheng's movements clearly.

They just felt that the handsome young man who was still talking to Boss Mo just now came to them, and then after grabbing Mrs. Mo's hand, Mrs. Mo's face looked much better.

Before Mo Cheng could figure out what his son meant by "not an ordinary person", he was ecstatic to see his wife, who had been unconscious all day, and slowly opened his eyes.

"Liya, you're finally awake!

Mo Cheng's iron-clad man has never shed a tear in the commercial sea of Rongcheng for decades, but at this moment, he is full of tears, crying with joy in front of his wife.

"Changsheng, didn't you wait for your mother to come back? It's useless to blame your mother, I finally found a century-old snow lotus for my mother's life, who would have thought that there would be an avalanche, and I couldn't send the snow lotus back in time, so you also died. It's Mom, I'm sorry for you!"

Wen Liya looked at Mo Changsheng with misty eyes, and her eyes were full of endless remorse and guilt.

She had just woken up, she was not conscious, she thought she was dead, and now she saw only the ghost of her precious son, so she said that.

Mo Changsheng's nose was sour, and tears began to shine in his eyes, he tightly held Wen Liya's cold palm, put it on his face, and said softly and gently:

"Mom, touch and see, Changsheng is not dead, you are not dead when you are old, Changsheng's illness has been cured, and now I am here to save you. ”

How can I be lucky to have such a loving mother?

Mo Changsheng was an orphan in his previous life, and he had never experienced the warmth of maternal love, even if he was once a primitive old monster who had lived for more than two hundred years, he couldn't help but shed tears at this moment.

Wen Liya's physical condition is really not optimistic, in order to prevent any accidents under her great joy and sorrow, before she can react, Mo Changsheng gently clicked her sleeping acupoint, and then injected a large amount of true yuan to protect her body.

Mo Cheng watched his son's every move in surprise, and found that although his wife fell asleep again, her complexion was countless times better than before, and obviously all this was because of his own parents, and he couldn't help but look at him with a puzzled face.

"Dad, immortality and unfilial piety have made the second elder suffer so much, from now on, the child will definitely be filial to you. ”

Mo Changsheng knelt in front of Mo Cheng with a "plop", kowtowed three times, and said with a sound guarantee, and then re-told Mo Cheng the set of rhetoric that confused Wen Qingyan.

"Changsheng, what you said is true?"

Dad's reaction was the same as Mo Changsheng expected, but there was no need to say much at this time, what he was going to do next was the best explanation, but the people who didn't believe him were not just Mo Cheng.

"Yes, little brother, why is this so much like a martial arts novel. ”

"Boss Mo, is your son ...... We are trapped here now, if your son hadn't come down just now, we would still have hope, but now, my family can rely on me to make money to support the family!"

"That's it, I'm also old and young, why is the young man so impulsive!"

Mo Changsheng calmly listened to the doubts and accusations of the people around him, and there was no fluctuation in his heart.

Xia Worm can't speak to Bing, these are just ordinary people, how can they understand the methods of cultivators.

In Mo Changsheng's eyes, these people were no different from ants, how could he have a trace of waves because of the ants' words.

"Dad, I'll take you up first, and then come down to save Mom. ”

After speaking, without waiting for his father to react, Mo Changsheng stretched out his right hand to hold his shoulder, and flew to the ground outside the snow nest with Mo Cheng with a slight jump.

"I'll get my mother and the others out first, and then I'll explain it to you. ”

Mo Changsheng chuckled, interrupting his father's desire to ask, and then jumped off the snow nest again.

The people who were full of complaints before, seeing Mo Changsheng again, had completely changed their attitudes at this time.

They all knelt on the ground, as if worshipping an immortal Buddha, and bowed to Mo Changsheng, who was standing proudly on the spot.

"The god of the Tianshan Mountain, this must be the believer of the god on the Tianshan Mountain who has descended to save him!"

"I beg the Celestial God to forgive us for our disrespect, we should not doubt you, we should not complain about you!"

Mo Changsheng looked at the confessing crowd indifferently, and said lightly: "I'm not a god of the Tianshan Mountains, just an ordinary cultivator, and it's a matter of effort to get you out, so you don't have to bow to me." ”

These people were all locals hired by Mo Cheng at the foot of the Tianshan Mountain, but the locals believed that there was a god of the Tianshan Mountain on top of the Tianshan Mountain, and every household had a shrine for the god of the Tianshan Mountain.

Therefore, although Mo Changsheng made it clear that he was not the god of the Heavenly Mountains, these people still bowed to him.

In fact, after Mo Changsheng built the foundation, he was no different from a god in the eyes of ordinary people.

Mo Changsheng touched his nose, looked helplessly at the locals in front of him who were kowtowing like garlic, gave up his plan to continue persuasion, and rescued them from the snow nest one by one.