Chapter 417: Be a hacker for the leader of the Demon Cult 44
Chapter 417 Being a cheat for the leader of the Demon Cult 44
Glanced at Ziyi, "Remit your spiritual power to me, your concealment is not as good as mine."
Zi Yi froze for a moment, but nodded, and poured his spiritual power into Mo Xie.
Yun Nan heard the words and also injected spiritual power into Mo Xie.
Mo Xie channeled the spiritual power, then integrated it into his own spiritual power, and then transported it into Mo Chen's body.
"Chen'er, listen to me. I know you are passing on the inheritance to your children. Now I will pass on my inheritance to you, and you will pass it on to the children together." The indifference when talking to Ziyi was gone, and the tone in his tone A touch of softness.
Mo Chen was stunned for a moment, and hummed softly, but the voice was a little painful.
Mo Xie's eyes flashed with distress, but he still didn't forget the business, and murmured in a low voice, "Since you want our children to be excellent, then I will help you."
Time passed minute by minute.
Suddenly lightning flashed and thunder thundered in the cloudless sky. The clouds in the sky gathered more and more, and the ground was filled with darkness, as if it was going to crush the world.
Gong Yi looked up and chuckled, "As expected of her child."
A trace of worry flashed in Mo Yao's eyes, "Will this attract people from the upper realm?"
When Gong Yi heard this, a trace of worry flashed across his cold face, "It all depends on how capable the man in the room is."
If he had already reached the level of Chen Er, then even people from the upper realm would not be able to track him down here.
"Don't worry, when I came here I asked Miss Wu Xin to interfere with the people from the upper realm, they won't come so soon." Huan'er said with a smile on her face.
"Huan'er still has a way." Tao Yao chuckled, and then lost another wave of spiritual power to enter the room.
Nangong Jiyue looked at Taoyao with great interest, "Are you that little flower demon in the Taoyuan of the Demon Race?"
Taoyao's expression flickered, "Who are you?"
"Don't worry about this." Nangong Jiyue became an expert once in a while, and started his road of acting.
Mo Yao gave him a sideways look, and didn't want to talk to him.
"Hey! Didn't you say that giving birth is very painful? Why didn't the master yell?" Huan'er tilted her head, a little puzzled, and the spiritual power in her hands was pouring into the room continuously.
"Master is not a person who is afraid of pain." Mi'er said warmly.
"Yes." Huan'er nodded.
Half an hour later, with a baby cry, the black clouds in the sky changed their eyes in an instant, turning half purple, half red, purple enough to transition to blue, and red to transition to black.
Mo Yao stared blankly at the clouds in the sky, pursed his lips, "God's will." But he laughed lightly.
"My lord, what have you discovered?" Huan'er couldn't hide her words.
Mo Yao nodded, then shook his head, "The secret must not be revealed." He smiled mysteriously, then patted the corner of his clothes, and walked towards the stone table next to him.
Inside, let Chener bid farewell to that man.
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"Chen'er." Before he could take a look at the child, Mo Xie immediately hugged Mo Chen into his arms.
Mo Chen pursed his lips, "It's okay, we will meet again in the next world." He reached out his hand to wipe away the tears on Mo Xie's face.
"I know." Mo Xie grabbed Mo Chen's hand and kissed it lightly.
"Don't be sad, and, can you get the blood out of my body, you know, I have a cleanliness." Mo Chen sniffed.
Mo Xie nodded, and performed a cleansing technique to clean up the blood on Mo Chen's body, "Okay."
Mo Chen was satisfied now, "By the way, kid, let me take a look." Mo Chen waved at Zi Yi.
Zi Yi immediately carried the child to Mo Chen.
Mo Xie quickly took the child, holding the child in one hand and Mo Chen in the other, "Look, it's a daughter who looks like you."
Mo Chen looked at the child, and poked her smiling face with his hand. The little bun seemed to feel something, and he smacked his lips, with a trace of crystal liquid flowing from the corner of his mouth.
Mo Chen hooked his lips, "It looks like you."
Mo Xie nodded, "Well, it looks like the two of us." As he spoke, he wiped away the saliva from the corner of Xiao Baozi's mouth with the hand holding the child.
Little Baozi seemed to notice something, hooking the corners of his mouth.
A smile flashed in Mo Chen's eyes, "Look, she still has dimples."
Mo Xie took a look at Xiao Baozi, and sure enough, he saw the slight dimple on Xiao Baozi's face.
"Having dimples at such a young age, I will definitely be an alcoholic in the future." Mo Xie twitched the corner of his mouth, and smiled lightly, with a hint of doting in his eyes.
"Yes." Mo Chen hummed lightly from the corner of his eyes, "Give her a name."
Mo Yao put his arms around Mo Chen, looking a little dazed, "It's called Mo Li, which is a homonym for Mo Yaoseparate, and it is also a homonym for Miaoli's Li, the dawn of dawn."
Mo Chen nodded, "Yeah." He said leaning against Mo Xie's arms, "Mo Li, my Li'er." He gently touched Xiao Baozi's small face with his hand.
Little Baozi didn't cry or fuss, he smacked his mouth, and a trace of crystal liquid flowed out from the corner of his mouth from time to time.
"Chen'er." Mo Xie couldn't hold back anymore, buried his head in Mo Chen's neck, tears soaked Mo Chen's collar.
"Qianzui, take good care of Li'er." Mo Chen's voice was a little weak, and she knew that there was not much left in the world for her.
"Yes." Mo Xie nodded.
"Promise me, stay by Li'er's side until she returns to the Imperial Palace." If her father's love is gone, then how pitiful her Li'er will be.
"Okay, I promise you everything." Mo Xie nodded, "Good boy, stop talking and rest for a while." Although, he knew, she was dying.
"Qianzui, forgive my selfishness." Forgive me for keeping you here for eighteen years.
"Fool, if you say forgive or not, don't worry, our Li'er will live happily and happily." Mo Xie said while holding Mo Chen's hand.
"Yes." Mo Chen was a little detached, and leaned against Mo Xie's arms.
"Chen'er?"
"Huh? I... I'm just a little tired, I'll sleep for a while..." He leaned into Mo Xie's arms and closed his eyes.
Yun Nan turned her head and closed her eyes.
Zi Yi covered her mouth with her hands to keep herself from crying.
Little Baozi, who had been silent all this time, seemed to realize something, and screamed "Aww".
Looks like a poor little girl who has been abandoned, crying so desolately.
Mo Xie didn't care so much, he put his forehead on Mo Chen's and fell silent.
"My lord, the young master must be hungry." Zi Yi's voice was choked with sobs, and he knew that this was only a temporary separation, so he soon recovered.
"Give her something to eat." Mo Xie handed the child to Zi Yi, who gently took the child, and carried it out.
Jun Nan glanced at Mo Xie, "You don't have to be too sad, this is just a temporary separation."
Mo Xie nodded as a response, but held Mo Chen tightly.
Jun Nan sighed softly, and then went out.
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"Let me see, let me see my nephew." Mo Yao was the first to run to Zi Yi.
"Hey! The one who wronged the child is hungry." Mo Yao took the child and teased the child.
Compared to the depression in the delivery room, the people outside obviously didn't feel anything except a little sad.
Zi Yi also recovered now, inside, it was too emotional.
"Let me see, ah! It really looks like the young master and the master." Huan'er was used to calling Gong Yeming the young master, and she never changed her words.
Little Li appeared! !
Good night
(end of this chapter)