Thinking of it, Feng Yichuan gave the answer.

His eyes instantly shifted to Mo Rongtian, stretched out his hand, pointed at him tremblingly, and said heartbrokenly: "The sinner who harmed my son and daughter-in-law is no one else. Old bastard, that's your son Mo Qing!"

What?

Suddenly, the old man's heels shook, and his unstable figure almost fell to the ground. He widened his eyes in shock, thinking that he had heard it wrong. After a while, he exclaimed: "You confused old guy, why didn't you say it earlier?"

That's not Mo Qing. Although Mo Qing is a bit bastard and has a stronger sense of interest, he still knows that even if he does things wrongly, he will not harm his brother and his partner who has been playing with since childhood.

After all, that must be Liu Qinglan's method. She used a knife to kill people, which has been no longer once or twice.

Mo Rongtian hated him so much that he wanted to poke a hole in the sky. If Feng Yichuan had told the truth early, how could his poor son and daughter-in-law follow in their footsteps?

But Feng Yichuan seemed to have seen it openly and breathed a long sigh of relief: "I have been in love with you for half a lifetime, and I know your temper. Do I want to force you to kill you in order to avenge my son?"

Not everyone can do such righteous actions. Feng Yichuan also hated him, and he broke off his relationship with the Mo family for decades and his father-daughter relationship with Feng Jinsu.

But he is not a ruthless person. His grandson is missing, how can he not miss him?

Mo Chu seemed to finally understand why Feng Lie went to plead for him again and again, telling her clearly that things were not what you thought, but she really didn't expect that things would be like this.

Too shocking and too hard to bear.

This is an unprecedented tragic drama. After listening to it for a while, people couldn't come back to their senses. When they were all calm and composed, the person who had always maintained a calm and composed attitude suddenly said: "Your thing is in my hands."

He was still inviting him back to the master of the Wanmo Sect to receive Feng Yichuan. He went there for three years, and his amnesia made him even more ignorant of the past.

He remembered that Rifeng Yichuan begged his master for a long time, and brought all the genius treasures in his hands with him, only asking for news from his grandson.

His master accepted it, but the news was evaded.

Now that he thought about it, he didn't know whether he should be grateful for his kindness in taking over and raising him or his ruthless and vicious heart?

However, those things are indeed in his hands now, not bad, and it seems that they have not moved much. This is considered as a fat man without going to the outside world, right?

Then I think about it, Di Jue added: "I'll send it back to you tomorrow."

The most informative person in Biyun Da 6 is not only the Dark Night Palace, but Yin Yixiao has only the Wanmo Sect. The Dark Night Palace is both good and evil, and is not a buyer and seller, and the business is not easy to do. Yin Yixiao's superb existence will not be able to get close to anyone. Only the Wanmo Sect relies on business.

Feng Yichuan’s choice was right, but the person was wrong.

Both old men were both lost their minds in the attack. Mo Chu quickly turned his eyes when he saw this. Zuo Yi and others immediately dispelled those irrelevant. When only a few of them were left, she looked at Di Jue: "Brother, this is all your relatives."

Grandpa, grandpa, cousin, sister, brother-in-law

Di Jue glanced at them one by one, and as the few people stared dryly, he finally nodded and responded, slowly raised his hand, and gently lifted the black coat on his head.

The mask under the cloak disappeared in that moment.

The sword eyebrows are like picturesque and the eyes are as deep as the sea. The delicate facial features on the face that finally looks at people seem to leave traces of time.

The trace comes from familiarity, just like their children reappearing, portraying all the remains to him. It is so similar, it is even more like his parents than Mo Chu.

The heart was beating violently, and all the old men were so excited that they couldn't speak. They looked at Di Jue and reached out to touch him, but they were blocked by something, and they didn't stretch out for a long time.

Time stagnates in an instant, and even the air becomes thinner.

Di Jue felt very uncomfortable when he was stared at by pairs of hot eyes. He was a person who was not good at contacting feelings, and the same was true for Mo Chu, not to mention these people, but there was a voice in his heart that he had accepted it by default.

Now, all he needs is time to slowly digest their appearance.

The atmosphere was very sensational and awkward. Feng Lie pulled himself out of hatred and also recovered from shock. So he teased him a little and didn't like the atmosphere: "Today is indeed a good day. I suddenly felt that all the days in the future are left with freedom!"

My cousin is the leader of the Wanmo Sect. Is it a lot of elixirs, poisons, and elixirs? Isn’t it a big deal for you in one sentence?

Although this is really shameless, it is true that blood is thicker than water?

My cousin's husband is still the King of the Night. His value immediately increased by more than a hundred times. The Dongling National Style Family is also a royal relative.

This is not majestic, so what is chic?

Long Qianxie glanced at him directly when he heard this, with a smile on his face, and said inhumanely: "I have lived in the Dark Night Palace for a long time, but I have to pay for food, don't you know?"

Feng Lie: ""

The thoughts were exposed at first sight, which was too cruel. He felt ashamed. He quickly pointed the signs at Di Jue: "If you don't stay in the dark night palace, you will have your own place to stay. My brother-in-law doesn't care about food and accommodation, and my brother will always take care of it."

He is serious about contacting others.

He is also serious about taking advantage.

But Di Jue, who was confused about the charm, immediately replied: "The food expenses of the Wanmo Sect are actually very expensive!"

Feng Lie twitched: ""Are you still a family?"

After Di Jue finished speaking, the mask seemed to be a magic trick. In the blink of an eye, he saw his face covering. He raised his hand and put on a black hat, turned around and left. While walking, he said slowly: "The auspicious time is coming soon. Are you still getting married?"

This is the key point. If the auspicious time is delayed, the entire Dark Night Palace will be over!

Long Qianxie's eyes circulated and he glanced at Mo Chu in a doting way. A wicked smile bloomed on his lips. The next second, when he closed his long arms, Mo Chu flew up.

Flying in the air, she smiled and asked, "Did you prepare those by yourself? Grandpa, do you remember to ask someone to pick them up? But why did you think about bringing my grandfather too? Don't you know that I used to hate him?"

A series of questions came to his face, and Long Qianxie looked at Mo Chu speechlessly: "Which one should I answer first? Hum?" Mo Chu smiled, his beautiful eyes as bright as glass, leaned against his arms and said sweetly: "Answer one by one until I am satisfied."
Chapter completed!