After the abusive husband became enlightened, the fox demon master turned black

The cries outside were getting closer and closer to the inner hall, and Sang Mo stood up quickly.

A boy of fourteen or fifteen years old walked in at the door surrounded by people.

The young man only wore a white pajamas. He was about 1.67 meters tall and very slender.

His face was pale, his eye sockets were sunken, and his chin was pointed. His dark eyes glanced around the main room, and then stared straight at Sang Mo.

Sang Mo was secretly shocked. The young man looked thin and weak, but his eyes were very powerful and piercing, as if he could see through all the secrets hidden in the darkness.

When he looked at him, Sang Mo actually had the urge to kneel down.

She shook her head and immediately stared back.

The city lord and his wife supported the young man on one side and persuaded him to go back in a good voice.

The young man pointed at Sang Mo, "I want to follow her."

As soon as these words came out, the whole place was in an uproar. Everyone, including the city lord and his wife, turned their attention to Sang Mo.

Shangguan Xiuhui on the side suddenly spoke, "Uncle, are you mistaken? You have never seen her before."

After hearing this, everyone turned their attention to the young man again.

Shangguan Xiuhui looked forward and thought to herself: Chishui Hefeng woke up suddenly. Everyone said it was the bride who brought the joy. I just accepted this credit not long ago, so don't let this Su Jinyi mess it up again.

The young man spoke clearly and said word by word: "I want to go with the one wearing blue clothes."

In the whole house, Sang Mo is the only one wearing Tsing Yi.

Everyone once again looked at Sang Mo in shock.

The city lord and his wife also supported the young man and walked towards Sang Mo.

"My little friend, this is my third son. He was injured and comatose a few years ago. He just woke up today. He wants to go with you. Can you please take care of him for a while? I will thank you very much."

Sang Mo was a little puzzled. He just looked at the young man curiously and thought to himself: It's so good. Why does he have to follow me? Where will I care for what patients?

She thought about it and was about to refuse, but the city lord's wife stepped forward and said, "Girl, please help me. I just need to give him a place to live. I will personally take care of him with my maid."

The wife of the city lord began to cry as she spoke: "My poor child has been in many troubles since he was a child. Today he finally woke up. It must be the blessing you brought to me, girl. If you don't protect him, girl, ,That……"

When the city lord's wife said this, she choked up and couldn't speak any more. She threw herself into the city lord's arms and started crying.

At this time, Chishuihuang couldn't help but walked out, "Senior sister, please help me."

Sang Mo is in a bit of trouble. It's not that she doesn't want to help, but Shen Yanqing is afraid that she won't agree to take a group of strangers back to Qingya Peak.

She hesitated and asked the young man, "I will take you back to Changli Mountain, but can you live on the same hilltop with me?"

The young man nodded and replied weakly, "Yes, but you must come see me every day."

Tsk, what's wrong?

Sang Mo was greatly puzzled, but considering that he was Chishuihuang's younger brother, he didn't pay much attention. He just looked at the city lord and his wife on the side, "What do the city lord and his wife think?"

The city lord quickly said yes, and the city lord's wife almost cried with joy. She came up and took Sang Mo's hand, saying thank you.

Sang Mo smiled awkwardly, "You're welcome, Auntie, Chishuihuang always takes good care of me. I should do all these things, but I can't let the third young master live in Qingya Peak anymore."

The city lord's wife cried and laughed, "It's okay, we know the master is happy, so that's good."

Sang Mo smiled and thought to himself: So you guys know, and you still make things difficult for me.

She looked at the boy again.

It’s different when someone is in pain. After being in a coma for three years and being able to walk as soon as he wakes up, it shows that he was well cared for. At least someone was massaging his muscles every day.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and the city lord's wife and maids were also ready to help the young man down.

But the young man kept staring at Sang Mo, stubbornly refusing to go down. The city lord's wife had no choice but to turn her attention to Sang Mo again.

Sang Mo sighed secretly, but with a happy look on his face, he walked over and held the boy's arm.

As expected, the young man followed Sang Mo.

Seeing this, everyone once again showed shocked faces, and someone whispered: "The disciples of the master are really different."

"It should be that he brings his own blessings. It seems that he will get closer to this girl and gain blessings."

Here, Sang Mo followed the young man to the house where he lived.

He sent the person to the bed, and just as he lay down, he was about to leave, but unexpectedly, the young man still held on to Sang Mo.

"I want to talk to you alone."

Sang Mo was stunned for a moment. Although he was impatient, he agreed because his family was so powerful.

The city lord's wife looked apologetic, but her youngest son had just woken up, so she didn't dare not stay with him, so she could only retreat with the maids.

After the room calmed down, the young man looked at Sang Mo and suddenly said: "What happened to the evil god?"

"..."

Sang Mo, who was bored at first, suddenly paused. She mechanically turned her gaze to the young man, "Emperor...Emperor?!"

The young man remained calm, "It's me."

Sang Mo was completely stunned. She hurriedly knelt down beside the bed and said, "You see, why didn't you say hello in advance when your old man came down? I'm a good receptionist, right?"

The emperor had a look of seeing through, "As long as you don't find it annoying."

Sang Mo chuckled, "Why are you bothered? No, no, you are closer than my biological father."

Forget about her father, she has never even seen what her mother looks like.

Chishui and Feng's bodies were too weak, and the emperor closed his eyes a little tiredly, "Don't be so talkative, how is the matter with the evil god?"

Sang Mo blinked innocently, "You said he has been in the mortal world for so long and has not been found. Don't give me three days. Even if you give me thirty days, I still can't find him."

The emperor closed his eyes tiredly and breathed a long sigh of relief, "If you say you haven't found it, you'll be talking nonsense."

Sang Mo lowered his head innocently and agreed, "Oh."

He waved his hand and said weakly: "Okay, let's go down. Later, take me to Changli Mountain."

Sang Mo nodded in agreement, then silently retreated.

She was angry and just about to perform a combination of punches on the people in the room when the city lord's wife came.

She grabbed Sang Mo's hand, choked with sobs and couldn't speak for a long time, "Girl, I'm really... thank you so much... thank you so much."

Sang Mo sighed secretly and patted the hand of the city lord's wife.

This poor old mother, how did she know that it was not her son who woke up.

The souls of Chishui and Feng were probably dispersed three years ago, and only their bodies were left alive, which allowed the emperor to take advantage of the loophole.

But it's okay, it's better now than living in an empty shell.

At least in her eyes, her little son was awake.

Just feeling sorry for himself, Sang Mo hugged himself distressedly. From now on, he would not only have to be tortured by Shen Yan, but also tortured by the emperor.

(End of this chapter)