Chapter 1281

Mo Chengliang looks at Mo Kun with a trace of displeasure. "Xin'er is your daughter, and she is a younger generation. She is young and doesn't understand things. How can you not understand the rules?"

“……”

On the ink is a good look, ink Kun eye over a trace of chagrin.

He was so angry that he forgot to control his temper.

After pretending for so many years, none of the Mohists found out that he wasn't ink dried.

But when Nian Xiaomu appears, he can easily collapse.

I almost showed my feet several times!

"Listen to the general meaning of Mo, it seems that you don't believe me?"

Qi Yan takes Tan avalanche's hand and feeds her all the time.

After years of quarreling with Mo Kun, Xiaomu slowly raises her evil eyes.

There was a sinister smile on the corner of the mouth.

"Do you think that I will build on the Qi family's reputation and my medicine King's name to help Nian Xiaomu fight for the Mohist family's property? It's hard to say. Do I look like I'm short of money? "

Everyone: "..."

A pill of medicine king will be sold at a high price. There is no market for it.

How could he be short of money?

If the head of Mohist family really has any problems in Qi Yan's hands, the first one to be involved is Nian Xiaomu.

It's not necessary for Nian Xiaomu to take such a big risk.

This point can be seen clearly by Mo Chengliang.

In addition, he had meant to ask Qi Yan to see Mo Chengxian. Now Qi Yan is willing to help himself, but he can't even ask for help. If he refuses because of a little suspicion, it's silly!

Mo Chengliang's old eyes lifted slightly, and he looked at Qi Yan firmly. "If I only want you to tell me the truth, I will give it to you. How sure can you cure him?"

"Uncle!" Mo Kun hears the meaning that he wants to promise, and he is in a hurry to stop.

Mo Chengliang didn't give him the chance to go on talking. He raised his hand and interrupted him. He turned around and asked.

"The doctor has been treating him for such a long time, and his illness has not improved. Instead, it is getting worse. I went to see him yesterday and asked someone. According to his current situation, I'm afraid that he won't last long. You can't believe Xin'er. If I give you the owner, can you make him better?"

“……”

Mo Kun's eyes light a convergence, the bottom of the eyes skimmed over a touch of the dark light.

If it wasn't for these years that he couldn't find the master's warrant, the old man would have died!

How could he hope to see the dead old man cured?

He stopped, just to make a show of himself. If there is any accident in the future, it has nothing to do with him.

It's a pity that ink is eternal

Ink Kun thought of here, the corner of his mouth raised a smile like arc.

Look at Nian Xiaomu.

He can't wait to see. When Qi Yan finds out that the dead old man is poisoned, but the evidence all points to Mo Yongheng, what is her expression?

Her insiders were pulled out by herself.

That feeling must be unforgettable!

Mo Kun pretends to be reluctant to agree and calmly sits back in his chair.

"Since my cousin said so, I have nothing to say. You'll decide!"

"Qi Yan?"

Mo Chengliang sees that no one is against it. He looks at Qi Yan again and asks in his eyes.

It's still his question.

He is sure of success and can cure the old master.

Qi Yan feeds a cut apple into Tan Bangbang's mouth, looks at him sideways, and turns the corner of his mouth.

"One hundred percent!"

Mo Chengliang stood up from the chair excitedly, "what do you say?!"