Chapter 5273 5.1025 Revenge for Father

Qiao Mu rushed out of the dungeon all the way, with a long water spirit whip in his hand, swishing twice, he leveled the two stone statues in front of him.

Her fingers clenched tightly.

Until the husband flew over quickly, hugged her in his arms, and gently opened the fingers she was holding, one by one.

"Jojo, don't be sad, okay?"

"Don't you think I'm cruel? Don't you think I'm extremely vicious? I'm not even willing to agree to a person's entrustment before I die. How heartless I am, how cruel and ruthless."

"But I don't want him to disturb my mother's death. Because he doesn't deserve it."

"Nonsense. Qiao Qiao is the softest person in the world." Mo Lian comforted her softly, "He really doesn't deserve it."

In the beginning, when she first returned to Shenzhou, although Qiao Qiao didn't say anything, Mo Lian knew in her heart that she had something to look forward to.

She will be kind to all who are kind to her.

However, Mu Jingfeng personally wiped out the father-daughter relationship, which was so weak that it could be torn apart, little by little.

"I will definitely kill the person who gave him medicine and told him to die."

"This is my last duty as a daughter to do for him."

To avenge her father, she will kill whoever kills him!

"He should like your mother." Mo Lian was silent for a while, and finally said.

Qiao Mu smiled coldly, "Oh, that kind of impure feelings, don't worry about it."

"Ok."

Perhaps, Mu Jingfeng always thought that what he liked was his childhood sweetheart, Mu Qingya.

Very unhappy family marriage married mother.

Or maybe, after his mother left, he suddenly realized his own intentions in a bloody way, so he searched for some substitutes all day long, trying to get back some of his mother's shadow from them.

For example, Yuan Qiong'er, the outer room he raised outside, has eyes a bit like his mother's.

But that's just a bit of resemblance, no one can be Long Chuyun, and no one is Long Chuyun.

Long Chuyun is dead, and she will never come back.

The past is the past, and there is no turning back.

Qiao Mu left after staying at Mu's house for a while.

Mr. Mu was deeply saddened by the death of his eldest son, but because it was not a decent way to die, he ordered someone to take the body to the back mountain and burn it.

He found a secluded place, set up a tomb, and sent someone to inform Qiao Mu.

After Qiao Mu sent the Mu family away, he stood quietly in front of the window for a while, and finally said nothing.

Mo Lian came in from outside the house, and seeing her daughter-in-law's sullen face, she couldn't help frowning slightly.

He stepped forward, stretched out his arms to hug her and said, "It's all over, don't think too much about it."

Qiao Mu nodded, "Don't think about it, it doesn't make any sense to think about it."

"We have touched the pastry of the City of Shadows, and fate is bound to counterattack swiftly, so we must be prepared."

"Okay, you don't need to think too much about these troublesome things, I will leave them to your husband." Mo Lian lowered her head and kissed her on the forehead, "Go to sleep first, and baby Mo will be happy only if you sleep well."

Qiao Mu touched his stomach, thinking the same.

If she doesn't sleep, Baby Mo will sleep too.

For Jojo's baby, get a good night's sleep!

Unexpectedly, the implication of my husband's words is that only when you are asleep, the baby Mo in your stomach will start to meditate and exercise.

It's not just thinking about it for my husband's sake, but I discovered it after careful observation over the past few days.