The personal soldier king of the beautiful president

Chapter 1087
Wang Chen probably understood the meaning of Ming Yin Yang, he looked at the hoe in Mo Dagen's hand, a trace of thought flashed in his eyes, and then said: "They are using the power of the weapon, no, it should be infinitely magnifying the sharpness of the weapon , Cut off endless power with a sharp edge? Really use strength to break skill?"

Hearing Wang Chen's words, Ming Yinyang hummed and said: "No matter how high the martial arts are, you are afraid of kitchen knives. I believe you have heard this sentence. Now your master is the one with the highest martial arts.

And your grandfather is that kitchen knife, the difference between the two is not an exaggeration, but... your master can easily give your grandfather a second according to his strength.

But your grandfather's sharpness is not something your master can bear. I can guarantee that if your master kills your grandfather now, your master will be cut by your grandfather's sharpness the next moment. "

"Okay, it's useless to pursue these things now."

Wang Chen rolled his eyes and jumped down from the attic.

Feeling the thick and heavy atmosphere, he smiled helplessly, glared at Old Monster Zhou, and came to Mo Dagen's side.

Supporting Mo Dagen very naturally, Wang Chen smiled and shouted: "Grandpa, I remember when you asked me to take off my clothes in Minghai City, I was shocked."

Mo Dagen blushed, pinned the hoe to his waist, and said cheerfully, "You have to make sure."

"I was intimidated at the time, haha."

Wang Chen laughed, and walked towards the attic while supporting Mo Dagen.

And between him and Mo Dagen, there was no embarrassment because they really met for the first time.

Because there is no such obstacle between the two.

You are my grandfather, you are my grandson, that's enough, there's nothing to be embarrassed about.

The whole afternoon, Wang Chen chatted with Mo Dagen, and Wang Chen also took care of Mo Dagen meticulously, taking care of every detail to the extreme.

In the evening, after dinner.

Wang Chen helped Mo Dagen out of the attic, and started to walk quickly.

When Tianzijin and the others saw this scene, there was warmth in their eyes.

It was a bit far away from the attic, Mo Dagen stopped because of his inconvenient legs and feet, and said mockingly: "I am old and useless."

"how is this possible."

Wang Chen grinned, squatted down in front of Mo Dagen, and said with a smile: "Come on, I will carry Grandpa on my back."

Mo Dagen was silent for a moment, then lay on Wang Chen's back.

After feeling that Mo Dagen was ready, Wang Chen stood up slowly, walked slowly with Mo Dagen on his back, admiring the scenery here.

Mo Dagen looked at Wang Chen who was carrying him behind his back, his eyes became a little loose, and there were tears welling up in the corners of his eyes.

"very nice……"

Lying on Wang Chen's back, he closed his eyes and muttered with a choked voice.

Wang Chen paused slightly, then said with a smile: "If grandpa doesn't think my body is not wide enough, I will be taken out for a walk every day by grandpa."

"How could grandpa dislike it, hahaha."

Mo Dagen laughed, suddenly patted Wang Chen on the shoulder, grinned and said, "Xiao Xiao, let me down."

Hearing the word Xiaoxiao, Wang Chen's heart throbbed, and a trace of mist appeared in his eyes.

He hummed, bent down slowly, and put Mo Dagen down.

After Mo Dagen was put down by Wang Chen, he came to Wang Chen, then squatted down with his back to Wang Chen, and said with a smile: "Come up, let grandpa carry you on his back, since you were born, grandpa only has three wishes.

The first wish is to hold you until I can't bear you.

The second wish is to work hard to live. After you grow up and have a baby, grandpa will help you take care of the baby until grandpa can't walk anymore.

The third wish...Grandpa wants to take a look at the happy days of our family reunion in the interim.

Now it seems that grandpa really failed..."

When Wang Chen heard this, his nose was sour, and tears flowed down his eyes silently.

He bent slightly and lay on Mo Dagen's body, while trying to control his strength and reduce his weight.

"Let's go--"

It's because Wang Chen has tried his best to reduce his weight, but Mo Dagen was still reluctant when he stood up.

But his face was filled with a very happy smile, and he limped towards one direction with Wang Chen on his back.

Every time he took a step, Mo Dagen's face would flush slightly, and his eyes were filled with tears of joy.

Old man, it's not too bad for yourself.

At least, when he was about to die, he returned everything he owed to himself.

The only regret is... the time given back to myself is too late, and I don't have many days left...

Wang Chen didn't ask Mo Dagen to let him down, his head leaned on Mo Dagen's shoulder, and there were tears on his face.

This is... the first time in my life that I felt wrapped up in a deep family affection.

This feeling made him unable to hold back his tears, and made him want to cry out loud.

In a place not far away, two people were there.

A woman was standing, and a man was squatting on the ground, with his head buried between his legs, and a very choked voice came out.

Ji Qiuyun squatted on the ground, stretched out her hand and hugged Mo Yaolian slowly, biting her lips with her teeth, and said with a smile: "Isn't this a day that should be happy?"

Mo Yaolian raised his head slowly, and looked at Ji Qiuyun with eyes full of tears. His hands were tightly held together, and even his fingernails had pierced his palms, and blood flowed down from between his fingers.

He murmured with a choked voice: "Yes, it's a happy day, but I'm sorry for Xiaoxiao, I'm sorry for Dad, I'm a bastard, I'm not worthy of being a son of man, I'm not worthy of being a father, when they are suffering, I'm Blessing, I recovered my memory, but I still haven't handed in a satisfactory answer..."

Ji Qiuyun hugged Mo Yaoxie, and he talked about many things quietly. After a long time, Ji Qiuyun smiled and said: "But you didn't do this for yourself, you lost your memory and lived a life of walking dead, you Isn't it bitter?

And after you restore your memory, you also need to do all kinds of things within your own power, you need to protect them, isn't this a kind of responsibility..."

In another place, Tian Zijin glanced at Old Monster Zhou, with tears in her eyes, she glanced at Mo Yaolian, and asked softly, "Did you bring them in?"

"He still needs me to bring it?"

Old Monster Zhou shook his head, pointed at Mo Yaoxie in the distance, and said softly to Tian Zijin: "The Mo family will produce monsters from generation to generation, such as Mo Dagen, Wang Chen, and Mo Yaoxie. The power he contains ...far beyond anyone's imagination."

Speaking of this, Old Freak Zhou paused, and said with a sigh: "Perhaps it is because of generation after generation of evildoers, so God has given them countless tortures, but now they are better, and finally they have achieved success."

(End of this chapter)