Douluo mainland: I am Qian Renxue's daughter

Chapter 838 - Part
The moment Xiaoying's mother saw Feng Mo's version of "Qian Motang"'s face, her body seemed to have endless power. She saw the god of her faith right in front of her. She was so excited that her hands trembled, wanting to touch her god.

"Saint, it's you, is it you?!"

When the hoarse voice called out that name, Xiaoying's mother's eyes became moist. She felt that even if she died now, she would have no regrets because she had seen her young master.

Feng Mo's version of "Qian Motang" was thrown into panic and at a loss by Xiaoying's mother's shouting. He looked at Tang Mo eagerly with a pleading look.

There was nothing else in Xiaoying's mother's eyes. Only the Feng Mo version of "Qian Motang" in front of her could touch her heart and influence her body and mind. She no longer cared about anything else.

Breaking free from the hands of her two children, Xiaoying's mother took trembling steps and raised her hand to touch the person in front of her.

He opened and closed his mouth, afraid that if he made a sound, the person in front of him would disappear.

When Tang Mo saw this scene, his brows furrowed tightly, and he squinted his eyes to look at Xiaoying's mother, who had been staring at Feng Mo's version of "Qian Motang" with a sharp gaze.

Xiaoying's mother's action not only scared Feng Mo's version of "Qian Motang", but also scared Xiaoying, Brother Ye, and Feng Xiao, who opened their mouths in shock and looked unbelievable.

What is going on with this plot twist after twist? !
Feng Xiao felt that his bird brain could not wrap its head around this reversal! !
Feng Mo's version of "Qian Motang" was so scared when he saw Xiaoying's mother's crazy behavior and state that he quickly hid beside Tang Mo.

"What's going on?!" Feng Mo's version of "Qian Motang" lowered his voice and asked Tang Mo.

Tang Mo had a serious expression on his face, staring at Xiaoying's mother with cold eyes, and slowly uttered three words.

"Who are you!"

Xiaoying's mother was shocked and stunned, and suddenly realized that something was wrong with her emotions. Her body immediately protested and she started coughing violently.

"Mom!!" When Xiaoying's mother saw this scene, she was so scared that she ran over and supported her mother's shaky body.

"I'm fine." With the help of Xiaoying and Ye Gege, he quickly sat down.

Xiaoying was also very considerate and poured some water for her mother to relieve her cough.

Seeing that Xiaoying's mother's cough had improved a lot, Tang Mo slowly tapped the table, reminding her not to forget the question he had just asked.

"Who are you and how do you know about Mo'er? Is it because of that face?" Tang Mo did not forget that the other party looked up at the three of them, and when he saw the face of Feng Mo's version of "Qian Motang" and stared at him, he was shocked and his emotions fluctuated violently.

With the help of her two children, Xiaoying's mother slowly calmed down, and only then did she have time to look at Tang Mo, who was sitting opposite her, and the two girls hiding beside him, especially the Feng Mo version of "Qian Mo Tang", who was so scared that she hid behind Feng Xiao, and occasionally peeked out. Under Tang Mo's questioning, Xiaoying's mother nodded slightly and slowly said, "It was indeed because I saw that face, that face that I was too familiar with, the face of the saint, how could I forget it?"

"Oh, since you are so familiar with it, then your identity should not be a secret that cannot be told." Tang Mo's heart trembled slightly when he heard the other party's words. Could it be someone who is familiar with his mother again?

"Of course it's not something that cannot be told. However, I observed her face carefully, and suddenly discovered something." Xiaoying's mother squinted her eyes and looked carefully at the face of Feng Mo's version of "Qian Motang". She shook her head slightly and sighed. It seemed that she was too excited and forgot that time could not stand still forever.

After hearing this, Tang Mo nodded to signal the other party to continue speaking, and he was listening.

Xiaoying's mother seemed to have opened up a chatterbox and started talking nonstop.

"Seeing such a young face, I almost forgot that twenty years have passed. She looks so much like the Saint. Since it's not the Saint herself, it must be her child. She has grown so big. Time has passed unnoticed."

"When did you meet Mo'er's mother? Where? And you said twenty years, but your child's age, why, the time doesn't match?" Tang Mo looked at Feng Mo's version of "Qian Motang", and then looked at the child next to Xiaoying's mother, a five or six-year-old child, but looking at the weak body, no one would think that the age was wrong if he was three or four years old.

"Hehe, you are right. Since I know the saint, why is the child I gave birth to younger than the saint's child? This really doesn't make sense." Xiaoying's mother reached out and stroked her child, revealing a smile, and looked at her child kindly.

"I guess the Saint doesn't know who I am. After all, there are so many people following her, too many to count. And I happen to be just one of them. How can I, who have poor aptitude and talent in cultivation, be qualified to work with the Saint?" Xiaoying's mother said sarcastically.

"Then you are so familiar with sister Mo'er's mother's affairs. This doesn't make sense." Feng Xiao immediately asked in confusion.

Tang Mo narrowed his dangerous eyes and stared at Xiaoying's mother. If the other party couldn't make sense, he would take action immediately!

Xiaoying's mother laughed at herself and said, "You should have heard of the name Angel Group."

"Angel Group?!" Tang Mo's eyes widened suddenly when he heard it. He looked at Xiaoying's mother in disbelief and asked coldly, "How did you know?!"

Feng Xiao and Feng Mo's version of "Qian Mo Tang" both had their heads full of questions and puzzled expressions on their faces. What does this team have to do with knowing the Saint? !
When Xiaoying's mother saw Tang Mo's sharp eyes and the flash of golden light, her heart trembled violently. Her hands involuntarily grabbed Xiaoying's clothes, and her eyes showed a shocked expression.

"I... of course I know, because... because I am the descendant of one of the Angels. My father was a member of the Angels at that time, and my mother was a maid guard beside the Saint. So I naturally know and am clear about the Saint's appearance." Xiaoying's mother tremblingly explained her life experience and how she had a deep connection with the Spirit Hall and the Angels.

"What? No way, so powerful?!" Feng Xiao covered his mouth in shock, his eyes widened, looking at the person in front of him. This person actually has a deep connection with the Spirit Hall and the Angel Corps. This is too ridiculous!

The same is true for Feng Mo's version of "Qian Motang". I didn't expect that people of the same family would marry each other. The confrontation that happened by accident turned out to be between people who were related.

"I was only five or six years old at the time. I thought my father followed the Angels to carry out an ordinary mission and just to help out. Who knew that he was going to participate in that battle and eventually died there." Xiaoying's mother said with sobs, still unable to get over her father's death and how much of a blow it was to her.