Emperor Zun's way of chasing his wife: Go away to the gods

Chapter 157 I will atone for him

A fiery red figure sneaked into the prison in the forbidden prison. His figure was so fast that the guarding generals didn't notice it, maybe they noticed it and ignored it.

Yi Zhao snorted coldly, and looked at the bright red figure in front of her. This man was Mo Lin, Mo Ze's son, and she recognized him, "Boy, what are you doing here?"

Even though she lost all her spiritual power, her tone of voice was as rampant as ever.

Could it be that she came to see her miserable situation, but unfortunately, she never knew how to write begging for mercy.

There was a thin shadow in front of Mo Lin's eyes, and his eyes were bloodshot. He suppressed the pain in his heart, his eyes were sad, and there seemed to be broken tears in them.
"Liu Jin. Is Zichu really my father's daughter?"

He still refuses to believe that the woman who grew up with him and whom he cared for like a treasure is actually his own sister.

But he still couldn't help loving her, he hated his father whom he had always respected for doing such nasty things, he finally understood why his father tried his best to prevent him from marrying Zichu.

Zichu, she. .It turned out to be his own sister. But he was enjoying such a glorious life when she was suffering.
She should have enjoyed these lives, but she has always been alone, but she has been enduring so much pain and forced to smile in front of others.

Zichu was right, he didn’t understand, he didn’t understand anything.

Looking at the pain in his eyes, Yizhao finally gritted his teeth, swallowed those sarcastic words into his throat, and slowed down his tone.

"Zichu is indeed the child of Moze and Yiwan. In the battle between gods and demons 6 years ago, Moze shattered Zichu's soul. At that time, I thought Zichu was dead."

Only then did she desperately rescue Yiwan back, even if Mozun imprisoned Yiwan in that dark place, at least her sister is still alive.
As long as there is life, there is hope, right?

Mo Lin fell to the ground suddenly, covered in thick dust, with unbearable pain on his face, his originally handsome face was now covered with tears.

The sharp and hoarse cry was so bitter, it made those who heard it sad, and those who saw it shed tears, "I only now know how shameful I am, and I let Zichu let go of the past...

And it was my father who caused all this. . "

Yi Zhao wanted to stretch out her hand to comfort him, but when she moved her hand, the pain spread from her wrist to her limbs, and her beautiful eyebrows suddenly frowned, it was a heart-rending pain.

No, she has no heart, right? Why should she pity the son of that despicable man? She said coldly, "Mo Ze can even kill his own daughter! Shouldn't you be proud of your father?" ?”

She really never thought that there would be such a man in the world, who would not make up for what she did wrong, but instead blamed all on the child.

Flames blazed up in the prison, projecting Mo Lin's curved back on the wall. He raised his eyes, and there was a moist light inside. At this moment, he couldn't cry, his voice was hoarse like an old woman's,
"I will... atone for him."

Yi Zhao sneered, "What atonement are you using? Yinchuan and Zichu's mother were torn apart alive! Your father even murdered Zichu, and now he raises Zichu in the God Realm. Do you think he is out of kindness! But They just want to use Zichu as a bargaining chip to threaten the Demon World!"

She paused and laughed again, "Jing Yi loves your own sister, Zichu is naturally able to threaten the Demon Realm in the hands of Mo Ze, you...how can you atone for him!"

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