Take your son to get married

Chapter 438 What a pity 4
At this time, Mo Qianchen, who was standing by the window, clenched his silver teeth, took another deep breath, forced himself to suppress his excitement, and lightly pointed his fingertips at the face of the Seventh Prince in the Chinese army tent. When the mask is hooked, she wants to see clearly.

"Crack." The mask fell off the Seventh Prince's face, revealing the man's true face.

"Touch." Mo Qianchen, who saw his face clearly, was instantly shocked by the electric shock, and almost felt a thunderbolt hit her on the top of her head, blowing her seven souls out of place.

No, not who she imagined, not who she thought.

no no.

Staggering backwards, Mo Qianchen's complexion was as pale as paper in an instant.

"Mother, mother, don't get excited." Seeing this, the fat baby hastily called out to Mo Qianchen through sound transmission, while protecting Mo Qianchen.

What happened?This person is not?How is it possible, how is it possible to be like this, this is completely beyond his estimation?
The fat baby was helping Mo Qianchen in a hurry, while staring at Gulu, the seventh prince of the orc clan who lost his mask. It's not his father, why not his father?

"Chenchen, why are you running so fast and throwing me so far away, Chenchen, even if you want to know sooner..." At this time, the Tie Bawang who was chasing up from behind saw Mo Qianchen's appearance, and couldn't help but frown. Quickly rushed forward to support Mo Qianchen, and said in a voice transmission: "Chenchen, we came to check if we didn't hold this person, he must be crazy, this person is, we are glad, no, it's just normal , you make me look down on you like this."

"It's not like that." The fat baby frowned and defended: "My mother is..."

"It's okay, I was thinking too much." The pale-faced Mo Qianchen stood up straight from Tie Bawang's arms, and laughed mockingly.

She was thinking too much, thinking that the same aura, the same voice, the same tone, the same feeling, the same person, she was wrong, outrageously wrong.

She gave herself hope, and then went from full of hope to disappointment, this feeling, hehe, she asked for it.

"Let's go." With a forced smile, Mo Qianchen turned around and walked back slowly.

Let's go, there is no need to stay here, this person is not.

Tie Bawang looked at Mo Qianchen who turned to leave, shook his head slightly, then followed up with a playful face again.

The fat baby who had been crawling on Mo Qianchen's shoulder kept looking back, her little eyes were full of tangles, no, why is this so?Is there something wrong?
It shouldn't be this person, it shouldn't be.

The night is flying, and the starry sky is brilliant.

The two groups of figures left from this direction, one heading south and the other heading north.

Obviously close at hand, but once again far away in the world.

It was only a moment of blunder.

"Mother, don't be sad, I don't think it's right. There are people who are so similar. Even if the voice is similar, but the momentum is similar and the breath is similar, it doesn't make sense." Sitting on the flying eagle on the return journey, the fat baby endured Can't help breaking the silence.

No, really something is wrong, he communicated with his brother, something is wrong.

Mo Qianchen leaned on Feiying's back and didn't answer when he heard the words.

"They all look alike?" Tie Bawang asked at the side. He only saw a bent back figure when he came. He didn't say much else, but the aura and aura were really interesting. Although he only took one look, But it also matches the person in memory, but is it really that similar?
(End of this chapter)