Otherworldly Evil Monarch

The second hundred and twenty-four chapters are women, women, and mothers! Must wake up!

"What identity?" Jun Moxie shook his head in vain, is there any other identity that the mother does not know for herself?

"She came to this world... The first identity is first a daughter... a mother's daughter!"

The old lady in the East is flying white, tears falling, but she is not blindly watching Jun Moxie: "Second, she is still the sister of three brothers... Then, is the wife who has no regrets! Then, it is the family of the monarch Daughter-in-law, finally, is your mother!"

"Before the woman, then the wife of the person; finally, the mother of the person ... or, the grandson of the sun!" The old lady of the East looked up to the sky and sighed: "She is sleeping now, but only for the identity of the wife... then The mother is worried about day and night, tossing and turning, heartache is like twisting... Isn't it her responsibility? The child has a mother since childhood, no one, no one, no regrets, no regrets. Is it not her responsibility? Since the burden is on the shoulder, how can I continue to sleep? !"

The old lady said the last sentence, screaming!

Jun Moxie, Mei Xueyan had a heavy body and suddenly understood it! Yes, Jun Moxie only worried about his selfishness and hurt his mother from beginning to end, but he did not expect that he would not save himself, but it was more selfish!

With so many loved ones, so many true feelings will be hurt!

Must wake up!

"Let her wake up... must wake up!" The old lady said with a deep heart: "In that year, she should not sleep like a dead person. If she really took the sword and succumbed, but she was still alive, it would be a hundred, and it would not be tormented. For many years, tossing the Eastern family for many years, we have never given up, that is, she hopes that she will wake up again... I must wake her up, if she still wants to die... then, the old body is going to have a look, she How to find death on the waiter's son-in-law's service; how to hang the neck in the heartache of the white-haired mother! The old body... wait and see, never stop! Even if it is to send a black-haired person to the white-haired person, it is better than tossing this half-dead toss. People come here!"

The old lady said that the two lines of tears could no longer control the wrinkles of the face, and choked: "As a woman, the old man is also coming over, and has experienced the same past, can not understand her Bitter... I can't feel the same feelings! But... Since it is her suffering, I have to bear it! Never escape it blindly! If there is no sorrow and joy, how can it be a complete life?"

The old lady said, suddenly trembled, although the mouth was ruthless, but the thick expectations in the eyes and the huge surprise that the daughter who had already thought that there was no hope was about to wake up, but it could no longer conceal it...

She slowly walked over to the bed, gently stroking her daughter's delicate face with her hand; the mouth said that it was a slap in the face, but her movements at this moment were so soft, fear of awakening her daughter, shocked her daughter's dream... she The look and gaze of this kind is such a kind gentleness, gently dialing up her daughter's hair, slowly bowing down, sticking her face on her daughter's face, gently said: "No pain... ...I can't get through; ask the heart... Mother will accompany you... No matter what... Our two girls are screaming together... You...will not be alone..."

"That's good! Hey... Since you decided to let your mother wake up, then you have to be prepared to wake up..." Jun Moxie took the initiative, he is like this, once the decision is made, it is no change. Going forward! I haven't made up my mind before, so I have been hesitating. Now that the idea is fixed, then only the follow-up is considered!

"After waking up... After waking up..." The old lady looked at her daughter's face affectionately, and suddenly couldn't help but lick her face and cried out: "My child... After waking up... Waiting for you is still Endless suffering... even... more painful! Husband is gone... three sons, two are away from you... my daughter, my heart... little heart... your life ...... How can I suffer so much... When I think of this, I will... I will die, I will die, you know, my daughter... If you think about it, you can’t wait to wake up...”

"I have a way ... or will let ... the mother can ... get better soon." Mei Xue smoke words, discretion, said cautiously.

"What is the way?" Jun Moxie and the old lady were both happy and asked in unison.

"If it is... Mo Xie in order to save the mother, exhausted all the power... madness, serious injury, coma, stunned... So, how will the mother?" Mei Xueyan said slowly.

"Severely injured dying? Unconscious?" The two men stunned at the same time, but they seemed to grasp the key, and they thought about it. Suddenly, the old lady shot the thigh and praised it: "Miaoji! In this way, the heart naturally wants to take care of the son wholeheartedly. Invisible, it puts all other major things aside. When the son gets better, he has the mood to understand everything else. As long as there is a buffer space, Everything that is difficult to accept will be diluted a lot... This is the focus of humanity. It’s a wonderful idea! Mo Xie, the wife you are looking for is really not easy...”

Ginger is old and spicy, and the old lady who has insight into the world is even more important than Jun Moxie.

Jun Moxie is so smart, and the moment has already disappeared, and he nodded again and again, saying: "There is a good deed! Although it is deception...but it is the best choice for you now! Snow smoke... You are really my good wife, Such a good way can be imagined. At night, I will reward you with a good reward..."

Mei Xueyan suddenly turned red and shouted: "You... you talk well! Don't say that... I don't want you to hurt. If you are injured, if you are seen by your mother, I am afraid that the effect will be It is counterproductive... it must be really hurt to be effective!"

"Really hurt? This..." The old lady glanced and hesitated.

"If it's not really hurt, it's just a way of getting hurt... and it has to be a long time disguise. If you want to be seen by someone who is taking care of you every day... the difficulty is not small..., mother, though It’s not a top expert, but it’s always a mystery. If you marry her, you may not be able to get past...”

Mei Xue’s cigarette has a smile, and said: “However, in terms of the vast magical powers of Moxie, it’s okay to have a guilty shock like guilty concussion and skill exhaustion... Just control yourself every day...”

When Mei Xueyan said it, the old woman couldn’t understand it. Once it was repaired, it was not the means of understanding the young master of the Great Master. But couldn’t he understand? hurt? so easy! As long as there is no on the spot, what kind of injury can resist the aura of heaven and earth? The control that Mei Xueyan said refers to controlling the speed of injury.

"That... seems to be too risky? The guilt is turbulent, the power is exhausted?... This is..." The old lady took a sigh of relief: "This is not to say that... if there is a chance... The old body is not a bamboo basket to fight the water? The prostitute has no outside nephew and no more... No, no risk! Too risky, or change a way!"

"Do not worry, he is okay, he is all right, but his means is greatly improved." Mei Xue smoked and laughed.

"Well?" Seeing Mei Xueyan was so confident, the old lady couldn't help but look at Jun Moxie with a dubious look, and her expression gradually became dignified. Because she used all her skill to look at it, she did not see what level her good grandson is now: "Mo Xie You tell me honestly... What is your temperament and what is the order? If it really reaches the top of Tian Xuanfeng, it can be done... but your age... seems unlikely?"

Jun Moxie and Mei Xueyan smiled relatively. Road: "Hey, you are now about the supreme grade? Shen Xuan seven products? Supreme third-order?" Jun Moxie used the inquiry, but the tone, but it is affirmative.

"Can you see my cultivation?" The old lady was shocked. She couldn't see him. He could see through himself. Isn't that... Jun Moxie is higher than his own cultivation?

"Well, yes, my current cultivation is... If you use Xuanqi, it should be the eight elements of the gods, the fourth order of the supreme!" Jun Moxu thought about it, and finally said the truth, said: "If you can Going one step further, it should be above the supreme..."

"Oh..." The old lady took a sigh of relief, and looked at Jun Moxie, her own good grandson, and shook her body twice. Suddenly she would fall to the ground! Mei Xue smoked his eyes quickly and hurriedly held it.

Eight myths!

Supreme four products!

The old lady felt that she was dreaming, or was the kid squinting and talking; she shook her head hard and said incredulously: "This... how is this possible?"

"Nothing is impossible, hey, rest assured. Moxie is indeed such a strength... If it is really fighting, I believe that the general level of the supreme master is not necessarily his opponent!" Mei Xueyan is full of confidence Road.

Mei Xueyan said that it is quite watery. According to the current method of Jun Moxie, there is not necessarily his opponent. It is simply a spike. In the snow, the fifteen masters of the Golden City were killed silently. There, there are five real masters above the real!

Such a record, even if it is the killer Supreme Chu Cry, it is absolutely impossible to do... although the outside world thinks he can do it...

In the end, the world's first killer, the king of the killer, the name of the killer is the monarch, and only the young master is the real name!

"Oh..." The old lady twitched and supported the bed, stood up and looked at Mei Xueyan: "Girl, old-fashioned, self-confident, old-fashioned, but still unable to understand the true strength of you and Moxie, if Moxie is already supreme Then, what about you?"

What kind of character is the old lady? She has already noticed that the foreign wife in front of her is also very different. At this moment, she has already said that she will break the casserole and ask for the end...

"I... Actually... I am just...he is taller than him...a little..." Mei Xueyan resigned for a long time, and he was too taut and knowing modestly.

"God, it’s really true..." The old lady turned her eyes and fainted, and her body fell softly...