Heaven-defying Shuangjue arrogant concubine

Chapter 662 This is Father's Love!
Mo Yaozu slowly wanted to stand up from the chair, and patted his ears, he would be like this after staying in this room for a long time, the so-called longing sickness.

After sitting for too long, his feet were a little numb, and he struggled several times without getting up.

Suddenly a pair of hands helped him up from behind, Mo Yaozu turned his head to take a look, thinking that he was dazzled and hallucinating for a while, so he wiped his eyes.

Still.

Wipe again!

It hasn't disappeared yet.

"Rou'er, it seems that my father is already old, and even my eyes are hallucinating. I wonder if I can wait for your return?"

"Father." Mo Yirou couldn't hold back anymore, and hugged her father.

"So... son..."

Mo Yaozu stayed there and forgot to react. At this moment, he really felt the warmth in his chest, and raised his hands to touch her back. The real one was right.

"Father, Rou'er is back, you are not dazzled, it is Rou'er who is back."

"Is it really Rou'er? Are you really not dazzled by my father? Are you really back?" Mo Yaozu didn't quite believe it, fearing that it was just a fantasy that would disappear in an instant.

"It's true, father, touch my face." Mo Yirou put Mo Yaozu's hand on her face.

"Well, it's true! It's really Rou'er who's back." Mo Yaozu felt the sticky tears on her face, and this feeling was real.

The return of his precious daughter made Mo Yaozu not as collapsed as he imagined.

Perhaps after many blows, his heart is not as fragile as it looks on the outside.

"Rou'er, how did you come back? Your cultivation base..." Mo Yaozu held his daughter's hand, and instantly sensed that her cultivation base in her body had dropped to the emperor level.

You know, it takes at least nine years for ordinary people to cultivate from the imperial rank to the immortal rank, and even Mo Yirou's Nine Heavens Xuannv's physique also took nearly seven years.

"It's okay, as long as I can come back."

"Did he do it?" Mo Yaozu instantly understood why his daughter's class disappeared.

"Let's not talk about the events of the past, let's forget about the past." Mo Yirou didn't want to mention the events of the past, those were just history, and mentioning them made people unhappy.

"Okay, okay, let's not talk." Mo Yaozu understood and patted her hand.

"It's good to come back, do you want to go when you come back?"

"Not going, never going again." Mo Yirou held her father's hand tightly.

Her father is already old, and she is already unfilial enough. She must serve him well for the rest of her life, so that she can enjoy family happiness to the fullest.

"Good! Good!" Until then, Mo Yaozu's eyes flashed a little tear.

The daughter has never enjoyed maternal love since she was a child. He brought her up with his own hands. She is the flesh of his body and the treasure in his hands.

"Go, go to your room, keep it clean for my father, and wait for you to come back." Mo Yaozu led Mo Yirou to the "Miyue Pavilion" next door.

This is the courtyard where Mo Yirou used to live. Ever since he cut off news with her, Mo Yaozu would come here every day to clean it himself, never borrowing the hands of others.

Mo Yirou pushed the room away, the furnishings here were exactly the same as before she left Tianyu, it was spotless and there was no smell, and the sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance from the osmanthus tree in front of the window was just as refreshing.

This is fatherly love!
Blindly give without worrying about rewards.

Mo Yirou helped Mo Yaozu go in, and sat down on the chair.

"Father, let me tell you something, you will definitely be happy for me." The unhappy things have passed, so we should talk about something happy.

(End of this chapter)