Sacred Devil

"The master?" Mo Wu Tian Leng hums a, anger way: "still disrelish enough?"

Mo Xin was stunned for a moment when he heard the speech, "grandfather, this boy is vicious. I almost died in his hands today..."

"I think it's because you see the color." Mo Wu Tian mercilessly interrupts his grandson, who is not a talented person, and who is not known by others, can he not understand it?

When Mo Xin first saw his grandfather, he was secretly pleased. He thought that even if Jiang Hao had three heads and six arms, he would surely die today. However, he was worried about his grandfather helping relatives.

"Is there a grandfather like you?" This complaint almost blurted out.

"Bastard," Mo Wutian was furious and wanted to kill the grandson with one hand. From then on, he was out of sight and out of mind.

"Is this the son you taught?" Mo Wu Tian glared at Mo dust, "he coveted beauty first, then he became angry. Fortunately, I cried? You're even less promising. You're making mistakes again and again with your son. "

Mo Chen's heart was unwilling to say, "but..."

"But what?" Mo Wu naivety hates iron but not steel. If he had not thought of such a little affection, he would have cleaned up the door.

"Old brother Jiang and I were as good as old friends at first sight. His character is as clear as I can be. If people don't attack him, he won't be a prisoner," Mo Wu Tian said sharply, "if it wasn't for your hard work, would he fight with you with death?"

From the appearance of Mo Wu Tian, she guessed the identity of Mo Wu Tian. At this time, she was more sure. She bowed her hands and said, "Naza has met my brother."

Mo Wu Tian can't help being stunned. This woman is very young. When his granddaughter is still about the same, why should he call himself brother?

Jiang Hao saw Mo Wutian's doubts and explained: "you don't know. Naza is the only daughter of the flame giant."

Mo Wutian used to worship under the flame giant and gain a strong flame. This is the cultivation of today's fairyland and the great reputation of the strongest forging master in Zhongzhou. If this woman is the daughter of the flame giant, although she is two generations old, they can be regarded as the same generation.

It's more appropriate to call elder martial brother if the so-called younger generation is divided into big ones.

However, Mo Wutian is not a person who is rigidly bound by these small etiquette. The master's woman will let her feel comfortable!

"You two haven't come to see Master Naza yet?" Mo Wu Tian reproached himself for this pair of unworthy descendants. Mo dust and Mo heart have no choice but to come forward and salute: "have seen the elder Naza."

Ink dust is OK, the heart of Mo heart is simply resentful to the extreme, originally wanted to get this beautiful woman, but now she has become her younger generation. After this kind of thinking, I'm afraid it will never succeed again.

Naza politely returned the gift without saying much.

Mo Wu Tian looks at Jiang Hao, and feels a little guilty. "Brother Jiang has suffered, but he is not able to teach for him. This is the conflict."

"The words are heavy. Since they are the descendants of my elder brother, it should be a misunderstanding."

Mo Wutian has the grace to save Jiang Hao. Although Mo Chen and Mo Xin are repeatedly aggressive and almost put himself and Naza in danger, he is not able to pursue anything.

"Ink and the sky call for dust.

"Brother Jiang is my little brother," Mo Wu Tian looked at them and said sternly, "he is willing to let bygones be bygones for this matter. It has been a lenient treatment to you and apologize to him."

Ink dust and ink heart look at each other, this elbow turns out to be too fierce! Just now I want to apologize to him. What is the face of their father and son!

However, Mo Wu Tian is not angry from Wei, and says in a sharp voice: "apologize!"

Mo dust two father and son helpless, had to whisper: "we are wrong." A plea for forgiveness can never be said.

They didn't think they had done anything wrong, but they were thinking about how the man would dismember Jiang Hao.

Mo Wu Tian Chang breathes a sigh of relief. No matter how bad the descendants are, they finally apologized.

"Well, this matter will stop here after, and they will all be our own people," Mo Wutian said, "you have met uncle and uncle!"

Mo Xin is really intolerable, angry way: "there is no end? Even if you're sorry, uncle? " He only felt that he had lost his face and had never been so shameful.

"Did your uncle insult you?" Mo Wu Tian Leng hums a way: "you are my grandson, he is my elder brother, what do you call uncle?"

Mo Chen has words of suffering in his heart. He knows his father's temper. He knows his father's temper. Today, this uncle and his uncle have to call him a young uncle who is so many years older than him. What's more, he was still an enemy of life and death just now, and how sweet he is.

"Uncle Uncle, "ink dust's mouth is difficult to spit out these two words.

Mo Xin didn't expect that his father really called, and his face turned red. He wanted to frustrate Jiang Hao.

"What are you doing? Are you still called uncle? " Mo Chen slapped his son on the head. It's not too late for a gentleman to avenge himself. He hopes his son will understand this truth and not fight with him for a while.

In the heart of Mo Xin's grievance, he had to shout softly: "uncle."www.readwn.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!