Gold Phantom Pet Master: Supreme Crazy Concubine Trains Evil King

If Chu Wei sees it, she will definitely feel that she has come to ancient Greece, which is indeed very Westernized.

On this land, there is a very sacred castle, which is the symbol of the Holy See of Light.

The towering building is extremely conspicuous on this land. It is the tallest building in this area. The highest point of the castle is not a windmill, but a golden statue. It can be clearly seen that the statue is a man wearing a cloak man.

The man holds a crystal ball-like bead in his left hand and a scepter in his right hand, as if he is about to fly into the sky.

The Holy See of Light is very large, divided into four regions, southeast, northwest, and there are various small castles inside.

In a resplendent castle, Mo Xian was leaning lazily on a long soft couch, and sitting opposite him was an old man in his seventies. The old man's white hair was combed very seriously, without A little messy.

In the slightly sunken eye sockets are a pair of dark brown eyes, staring at him with majesty and sternness.

"Who is that woman?" Mo Jinpeng asked lightly. Although he looked calm, anyone with a discerning eye could feel that he was angry.

Mo Xian suddenly agreed to be the Holy Emperor of Light, which made him feel relieved after being depressed all the time, but he didn't want such a sensation to happen just after he went to the Moyue Empire.

He had a woman and a son, all of which he didn't know!

What's more, who told him to be with that woman on his own, his son is five years old!

Regardless of his obstruction, his father was with the dark saint, and now he has found a woman by himself. Are their father and son trying to piss him off?

"My lady." Mo Xian leaned on the soft couch and answered in a cacophonous tone. When talking about his wife, a magnificent smile appeared on his handsome face.

Mo Jinpeng looked at him, stretched out his hand and slammed the white scepter in his hand, and said sharply, "Nonsense."

His attitude had long been expected by Mo Xian, he sat up slowly, and said with the corners of his mouth, "Grandpa, whether you agree or not, this is a fact that cannot be changed, unless you want to lose my grandson, Losing your great-grandson will leave the Mo Family without a descendant."

"You, cough..." Mo Jinpeng coughed loudly when he heard his rebellious words.

"Master, don't be angry, the Holy Emperor is still young." A middle-aged man in his thirties standing behind Mo Jinpeng comforted him, and at the same time winked at Mo Xian, signaling him not to make his grandfather angry .

Mo Xian glanced at him lightly and turned his face away, with an expression of not wanting to be outdone.

The reason why he came back to the Guangming Holy See was to tell his grandfather that if he dared to touch Chu Wei and Chu Yang, then their grandparents would be completely uproarious.

Mo Jinpeng breathed a sigh of relief, stared at Mo Xian with a sullen old face, and snorted coldly, "Young? He's already 24 years old."

"Grandpa is right. 24 years old is indeed too old. Fortunately, my wife has a son, and my son is already five years old." Mo Xian said with a smile that was not a smile.

"You..." Hearing his words, Mo Jinpeng almost couldn't catch his breath again. He knew that he was deliberately angry with him. Ever since he learned that he prevented his parents from being together, he hated him in his heart of.

But no matter how resentful he is, it can't change the fact that he is his grandson.

He also had resentment towards Mo Xian's parents, if they hadn't been together willfully back then, how could there have been so many troubles.