Mo Lu Su listened to her roar, holding her shoulder hand and slowly relaxed her strength.

The tense atmosphere also became a little more relaxed because of this action.

"Elder martial brother, I know that your mother's affairs have oppressed you for a long time, but have you ever thought that you are your mother's son, but your mother is also your grandmother's daughter." Shui Anluo's voice was a little hoarse because of his roar, so his voice was shaking now.

The hand that Mo Lu Su takes away from her shoulder slowly stands at the side of the body, his whole person seems to be decadent at this moment.

Shui Anluo looks at the person who squats down slowly in front of him, also squats down and reaches for his arm.

But God knows what kind of psychological pressure she has to overcome before she can say what she wants him to do.

The message, like a magic spell, reverberates in her ear. As long as she wants to speak for him, the message will appear in front of her.

Shuianluo's breathing increased slowly, and the strength of holding his arm also increased a little.

Mo Lu Su holds his head in both hands because he is thinking about what Shui Anluo said. Is he going to hurt his mother's mother for his mother's sake?

Shui Anluo knows that Mo Lu has a good nature. As long as he says something to let him give up at this time, he will surely waver.

[stop Mo Lu Su, or Chu Ni Yi will be injured. I think Lin Qianchen may not be happy. 】

clear handwriting appears in front of her again and again, whether she opens or closes her eyes.

Lin Qianchen's shadow, slowly began to float in front of him, with a black face, with a pair of godless eyes.

Shui Anluo's hand is shaking violently. She wants to speak, but what does she want to say?

Want him to give up?

Or should he continue?

The curse of SMS tells itself again and again: give up, let him give up.

However, he needs to know the truth, give the Chu family a clear conscience, and clean up their crime of betraying their daughter.

It seems that because of the strange feeling of Shui an Luo, Mo Lu Su suddenly raised his head and held her shaking arm in one hand: "Luo Luo? "Collaterals?"

Shui Anluo's body shook violently, and all the shadows in front of him seemed to break at this moment.

Shui Anluo gasps violently, looking at his worried Mo Lu Su in front of him. His current expression tells him that no matter what he will say next, he will believe it, and what he says may decide the development of things later.

On one side is Chu muddy wing, on the other side is nightmare.

Shui Anluo's painful face showed her struggle.

Yuan Jiayi in the distance frowned and thought curiously, what's wrong with her?

What can make her so miserable?

Mo Lu Su put his hand around her shoulder and wanted to help her get up: "Luo Luo -"

"don't move." Shui Anluo suddenly cried out.

Mo Lu Su lowered her head and looked at her wrists, which were more and more worried.

Shuianluo closed her eyes tightly and let everything pass in her mind. After a moment, she slowly raised her head. Her eyes were no longer suffering, but with a touch of unprecedented relaxation.

"Elder martial brother -" Shui Anluo said in a dumb voice. The strength of holding his arm slowly decreased. Then he slowly got up and looked at the man who was worried about himself. His voice was clear and firm.

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