Chapter 1343

Recalling the past, Mo Beichen's eyes are more and more cold.

He pinched Mo's neck and nearly crushed his neck.

Mo's head is getting bigger and bigger, and it is more and more difficult to breathe.

He grabs Mo Beichen's hand, trying to make him sober.

Mo Beichen's red eyes turn to the face of the bloated pig's head, and finally come back to God and release him.

"Cough..." As soon as the neck is loose, Mo she coughs hard.

Mo Beichen stares at Mo Bi angrily: "she is not a bad woman, and she has not robbed your mother's husband."

Mo Beichen finish saying, then turn to walk.

Mo she looked at the back of Mo Beichen, still coughing desperately.

This pervert is so terrible that he almost crushed him to death.

"My Lord

See Mo North Chen cold face, fat forest and thin GUI dare not come forward to talk.

Mo Beichen ignored them and left the iron house with a wooden body.

He was in a bad mood, and he went to the study in the dark.

On the wall of the study hung his portrait, which was still young and beautiful, although it showed him before he died.

The first time he saw him was in Gushan.

His mother took him by the hand and told him that he was his father.

Later, he knew that his name was mo Youming, and he had a surname.

He didn't seem to know that he existed. He was excited to hear his mother say he was his child.

He was nice to him, good-looking and polite, but he just didn't like him because he made her cry.

He never saw his mother cry, that was once, he hated him, very much!

But his mother let him go with him. He didn't want to. He didn't take him away. Instead, he stayed in solitary mountain with his mother.

In those days, my mother was very happy. That kind of happiness was different from the usual happiness, which was the happiness he had never seen.

For the first time, he had a slightly better impression on him who was gentle with his mother, but he still didn't like him.

After all, his mother left him and went to the far away world that he could not touch.

They didn't cry. Maybe they were all as cold in the bone.

He helped him bury his mother, but instead of thanking him for it, he hated him more and more.

That kind of dislike has been maintained until he took him back to the magic emperor castle, and saw the woman and Mo Ji.

It was his wife and son, and he didn't understand why he had a wife and son, and he would still exist.

The woman was generous enough to admit that he existed. She would tell her son that he was his brother in front of him, but behind his back, she always called him wild.

He is not angry, whether his women bully him, or his son teases him, he is not angry, because they are irrelevant strangers to him, and he will not waste his feelings for them.

Although he didn't like the place, he didn't like him, he didn't like his women, and he didn't like his son, but he had no other place to go.

After all, he can only stay. He is very kind to him. He will teach him how to practice writing and calligraphy like his mother, and he will also teach him to practice Kung Fu.

He doesn't like him, but he likes to practice martial arts. He never talks to him, but he practices martial arts seriously.

He praises him, praises him, and laughs heartily every time he makes great progress.

At this time, his son would always hide aside and secretly look at them. He saw envy, jealousy and hatred in his eyes.

It was beyond his comprehension, and he did not understand why he envied him, for he did not appreciate his praise and praise.

Slowly, he found that he did not love his woman, at least he had never seen him enter her room, he had never seen him as gentle as his mother.

He was strict with his son, but he didn't seem to be smart or gifted. He didn't often get his praise. On the contrary, he often heard his roar. At this time, the boy would stare at him with hatred.

In fact, he did not know how much he envied him, because he had never yelled at him so loudly.

He asked him if he wanted to be a devil, but he didn't want to. He said that if he didn't, his women and son would not let him go.

So he promised to work harder and practice harder. His growth every day makes him happy and gratifying.

He announced that he was the next demon king. His women and sons did not agree with him, and all his ministers objected to it. However, he did not give them any chance to refute it, and decided it by himself.

He became the crown prince, the heir to the prince of the demon world, but he was ill.

He did not know that he had been ill for so long and how long. Maybe he was ill after his mother left, and he didn't find out.

His wife and son guarded him every day, as if afraid of what he would give him, but what he wanted, he didn't want him.

On the last night, he called him in.His woman and his son were not there, and he was not lying down. He just sat there and looked at him.

He clearly said that he didn't like him and wanted to hate him, but when he saw his skinny appearance, he was still inexplicably red.

"Yi'er!"

He called him like that. Yes, he always called him that way, but he didn't like it. He liked his mother calling him ah mo.

He told him a lot, mostly about him and his mother. He didn't know why he wanted to tell him all of a sudden. He just listened quietly.

When he stopped talking, he asked, "is my mother a bad woman?"

The reason why he wants to fight with his mother is that he doesn't want to fight with his mother.

He got what he wanted. He said his mother was not a bad woman, but he was the bad one.

He and his mother love each other, but he did not tell his mother his identity, the mother only regarded him as an ordinary devil. His mother didn't know that he had been married for a long time until his woman came.

His mother was very sad, but did not hesitate to leave him. Before leaving him, his mother did not tell him about his pregnancy, and he did not know his existence.

He said that he had gone to find his mother, but his mother avoided him, and he couldn't find it for a long time.

He said his wife was imposed on him by his father, he didn't love her, and the person he loved most in his life was his mother.

He believed what he said, but despised his behavior. He should not betray his wife, let alone cheat his mother.

They might have been happier without him.

He also knew he had done wrong and confessed before he died.

Until he died, he still hated him so much.

But he accepted his things. He said that he didn't want anything from him, but in the end, he couldn't resist him.

He gave him all his accomplishments, and he gave him as a son of man.

Mo Beichen stood in front of the portrait, red eyes. It was as if he was standing in front of his body, and after all, he was in tears.

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