Who moved this king's book of life and death

Chapter 967
After a long while, the door was opened, and a man who was covered in wounds rolled out weakly and lay motionless on the ground.Mo Lishang knelt down slowly, watching his injury with great interest, his eyes showed admiration, he really deserved to be an old fox, even if he was angry in his heart, he could still control his emotions. There was no scar on the skin on the outside, but his handsome cheeks were a little gray and pale, which also made him look even more dejected and sad.

Mo Lishang smiled teasingly, and stood up slowly, without the slightest intention to help him: "I'm just a grassroots man, I really can't bear such a gift from my son."

Du Ziyu frowned and coughed, his numb chest began to ache again, the air was stripped from his lungs one by one, his ten fingers curled up and his fingernails were scratching the hard bluestone bricks until they were dripping with blood before he stopped.

Mo Lishang lowered his head, just happened to meet those sullen eyes, and sneered contemptuously: "You shouldn't resent me, if you want to resent, then blame your bad life, who made you the evil grandson of the general's mansion? From the moment you were born, you were doomed to bear your elder brother's mistakes and become his scapegoat! This time, Xiangye was merciful, otherwise, based on the fact that you and Shi Niang had an affair, you would I will never think about being a man again for half my life!"

He ruthlessly took off the purse from his waist, threw it on the ground, and threw it in front of him: "This is the best medicine for wounds. Only when you are healthy can you take good care of this child. The blood relationship between the two of you is doomed." Yes, it is precisely because of this constant relationship that she is so close to you, a stranger."

The little one seemed to have sensed Du Ziyu's pain, and writhed very restlessly, staring at the firm belly with both feet.

Mo Lishang's gloomy face turned into jealousy in an instant, just now she was feeding her, but in a blink of an eye she didn't recognize anyone, this is really a white-eyed wolf.

Weeping and crying came from the thick sleeves, covered with a layer of fabric, making it look even more treacherous and ethereal.Du Ziyu didn't know where the strength came from. He swayed and got up, stretched out his bloody hands and found the poor sobbing little one from his arms: "From now on, you will be my daughter. When you come back, you will be my daughter." Dujia, I'll give you a name, you can't live without a name, and as for the genealogy, I'm afraid you won't be able to list it, who will let your mother be shamed."

"It may be a good thing for her not to be on the genealogy. When she becomes an adult, she will naturally have her way. It will inevitably be a little inconvenient if she is on the genealogy." A calm and mellow voice came from the room. After a while, a figure as tall and straight as a cypress appeared in front of them.

Those sharp eyes quickly scanned the child staring at his calf and smacking his mouth. The corners of his drooping mouth slowly rose, and a kind smile appeared: "Time is not forgiving! In a blink of an eye, I will be here too!" She is too old to walk when she sees a child. This little guy is really cute. Although she doesn't have a face, she can't see the shadow of that person! That's good, she can unload the heavy burden and relax. Live in this world until the window paper is pierced!"

Du Ziyu was slightly stunned, a thin layer of mist gradually formed in his eyes, and his curly and thick eyelashes drooped slightly, covering the mixed flavors, sadness and joy inside.

(End of this chapter)