son, who is your father

Chapter 361
The eyes of the two men communicated in the air, everything was silent, but everything seemed to be understood in this gaze.

"Ah!" A sharp cry sounded suddenly. It turned out that Ruan Qingyin couldn't dodge in time, and was hit by Yu Feng's palm on his left arm, causing his entire arm to hang down. The arm screamed in pain.

For some reason, when he heard Ruan Qingyin's scream, the mad old Patriarch Luo suddenly stopped his movements, and quickly flashed to Ruan Qingyin's side, his slightly old face was full of worry and anger. A flash of distressed, "Yin'er, are you okay!" "Uncle Luo, Yin'er is fine, Yin'er doesn't hurt! As long as Uncle Luo is fine!" Ruan Qingyin gritted her teeth, took a light breath, looking worried Her old Patriarch, with tears in his eyes, was extremely pitiful and authentic. After speaking, his face was wrinkled into a ball, and the pain was self-evident.

"Yin'er, it's Uncle Luo who's sorry for you, Uncle Luo doesn't mean to be sad!"

"It's okay, Yin'er doesn't blame Uncle Luo, it's them who shouldn't make Uncle Luo angry, as long as Uncle Luo is fine!"

"Is there something wrong with this old man? If you want to beat him, you can beat him. I can't take him to this fart!" He was standing closest, and all his mind was on that matter just now, so he was not a small one, and he was the most embarrassing one. He grew up so big, but he had never suffered such a loss, and he couldn't swallow it. out of breath. "Hmph, bragging skills are not small!" Ziye gave him a cold look, fixed his eyes on the three of them in Bai Moyi, lowered his eyes slightly, and suddenly felt a little blocked in his heart.

"Indeed, but you have to do it, count me in!" Luo Lingran also saw that scene, glanced at Chu Junli without saying a word, then turned to Gong Jueshang and said, in the warm and orchid breath There was a faint killing intent, if it wasn't for Yu Wuhen's quick action, I'm afraid that woman would...

"Wu Shang, are you alright!" Zi Ling'er struggled out of Chu Tianyi's arms, seeing Bai Wushang being held in Chu Junmo's arms, her first thought was not to let Wu Shang be with him. The guy is too bad, if it wasn't for him, Yiyi wouldn't have suffered so much today, he can't be forgiven, let alone let Wushang get close to him!
The long-awaited longing in his arms was suddenly pulled away. Chu Junmo was slightly stunned, hiding his disappointment in his heart, with a low face, and just glanced at the direction of Bai Moyi from the corner of his eyes. Seeing that she was fine, he held his hand in his sleeve slightly Lightened, and walked out slowly, he is no longer needed here, and he is no longer needed by her side, there are too many people who can stand shoulder to shoulder with her, but he has no chance.

The skirt of the clothes suddenly tightened, as if being pulled by something, Chu Junmo stopped, only to find that Bai Wushang was pulling a corner of his clothes with one hand, staring at him with round and bright eyes, but his lips The corners were kept pursed, and there was a trace of struggle, a trace of reluctance, a trace of contradiction, and a trace of not-so-obvious resentment on his small face.

At this moment, he finally understood what the distance between hell and heaven is. Even though people all over the world have abandoned him, but here, there are a pair of small hands that stay for him, and a pair of bright eyes looking at him. At this moment, the ground suddenly became warm, and there was a kind of emotion overflowing in my heart. It turns out that people can be satisfied by being like this, not riches and wealth, not delicacies from mountains and seas, not gold, silver and jewels, but just a glance.

"Wu... Wushang..." Stretch out your hand slowly, the right hand, which had been cut off before, returned to normal movements at this moment, with some difficulty and trembling, and slowly stroked Bai Wushang's head. How long has he been dreaming about a seemingly ordinary action, how many times has he repeated this action of a father caressing his children in his heart?He couldn't count, but at this moment, he felt that his vision became blurred, and a sourness that he had never felt before surged into his heart, and rushed into his eyes, and a wave of damp heat wanted to rush out. It turned out that he was So longing, always longing...

Bai Wushang suddenly withdrew his hand, lowered his head, and turned his head slightly, as if he was avoiding instinctively, or he was not used to this action that he had fantasized about for a long time in his young heart but happened at this moment up.

Chu Junmo slightly pulled his lips and smiled, very relieved, very relieved, although it was just such a short moment, it was enough!

"Wu Shang, come back!" Gong Jueshang, who was full of resentment, flashed over suddenly, pulled Bai Wushang past him, and did not forget to give Chu Junmo a hard look. He looked like he could abduct Bai Wushang. Going the same way, I can no longer be on guard.

"Miss, are you alright, here is the medicine for Liao's injury, give it to the two young masters!" Ruoyao walked over, checked Luo Yuchen's injuries, and then glanced at Yu Wuhen who looked a bit unhappy I'm afraid that the blow just now was too hard to defend against. Even if his martial arts are unfathomable, I'm afraid he still suffered internal injuries. An exquisite porcelain bottle was handed to Bai Moyi.

Bai Moyi didn't answer, but stared at her coldly with cold eyes, the water in her eyes was calm and silent, one couldn't see what she was thinking in her heart, she just looked at the beautiful woman with white hair and red face, her expression It was very calm, but it made people feel a certain kind of pressure coming from her, which made people feel that there was nowhere to hide.

But what Luo Yuchen can do, Yu Wuhen is not inferior to him, and even can do more than him...

In the past and present life, all kinds of hardships taught her not to trust anyone anymore!
Without hesitation, Luo Yuchen thanked Ruoyao politely, stretched out his white and slender hand to take the pill in her palm, swallowed it without thinking, raised his face and smiled at Bai Moyi.

Almost at the same time, Yu Wuhen did the same thing as him, the difference was that after taking the medicine, he didn't look at Bai Moyi, but turned around and walked aside, opening the distance between the three of them. In his world, he always seemed to be isolated from some invisible aura, which belonged to the two of them. He couldn't get in, and his heart, which had always been aching, seemed to be hurting even more. It's like a blunt hammer hitting each other.

"Thank you, aunt!" After a long time, Bai Moyi opened his mouth and said a word, and glanced at Yu Wuhen, seeing that his complexion seemed to have recovered a lot after taking the medicine, at least his perfectly carved chin under the Moyu mask , and returned to the previous coldness and ruthlessness, as if polished by frost.

(End of this chapter)