The Evil King's Favorite: The Princess Who Caused Trouble Is Too Alluring

Chapter 68 The Enemy

Zhuang Mo looked at the old and tired man in front of him, but the deep love in his eyes after seeing him, his eyes were also slightly red, "...Dad."

Two short words, but extremely difficult, two years, during these two years I was alone at the bottom of the valley, how many times in the middle of the night I dreamed of my mother's kind face, and my father's bearded and stared by A Xue every time .

It's just that at that time, I thought that maybe I would never see them again in this life, and that deep feeling had to be buried in my heart forever.

"Mo'er, as long as you're fine, that's fine." Ouyang Muyue couldn't hold back her father's tears when she heard this sentence, as long as her beloved son was alive, it was fine.

Looking at his father's current state, Zhuang Mo must have suffered great pain.

"Ouyang Muqiu, no matter what the reason for what you did today, it will never be forgiven."

Those eyes, which are usually calm and quiet, seem to be stained with a thousand-year-old ice at this moment, and even this deep dungeon also brings a trace of coolness.

"Hehe, you couldn't be killed if you fell off the cliff two years ago. It's really a fate." Now that things have happened, Ouyang Muqiu will naturally no longer pretend to be a loving second uncle, and the eyes that look at Zhuang Mo are piercing cold.

"It was really you who murdered me two years ago?"

"So what? Two years ago, you were not my opponent, and now you are a half-dead cripple!" Ouyang Muqiu's words completely angered Zhuang Mo.

The last thing I want people to mention is the pair of broken legs, but Ouyang Muqiu just mentioned it in front of everyone today, which will undoubtedly drive him crazy.

Whoosh whoosh!
With three bursts of wind, Zhuang Mo fired three hidden weapons in succession, shooting towards Ouyang Muqiu's forehead, throat, and heart respectively.

"Tips for carving insects."

Ouyang Muqiu snorted coldly, and casually pulled out a soft golden silk sword from his waist, and sharp sword flowers danced in the air.

Bang bang bang!
There were three more crisp sounds, and the three collarbone nails were fiercely fitted onto the soft golden silk sword, and then they all fell to the ground.

Such a powerful internal force!

Zhuang Mo was amazed in his heart, originally thought that his second uncle's martial arts were mediocre, but he didn't expect to be so secretive.

The three seemingly ordinary clavicle nails just now imply his own internal strength, which can be said to be his ultimate move, but he did not expect to be dispelled so easily. Such internal strength is truly terrifying.

"Is that all? If you think I'm really that useless second uncle in your eyes, then you're totally wrong."

Ouyang Muqiu sneered, and then another burst of sword flowers danced, and then the sharp sword energy mixed with the sound of broken wind forced towards Zhuang Mo fiercely.

When it was too late, Xi stood beside him and could see the danger hidden in Ouyang Muqiu's move. She hurriedly dodged in front of her, and the long sword in her hand broke through the wind, blocking most of the sword energy.

"Thank you."

"Need not."

With just four words, no other language was used to describe it, and a tacit understanding between the two suddenly emerged. They glanced at each other, and they both nodded.

After that, they stopped hesitating, and the two shot at the same time, with fierce moves, and attacked Ouyang Muqiu.

"Hmph. You're still so reckless."

Ouyang Muqiu easily defuses the moves of the two, "Since you want to die so much, I will help you."

After the words fell, the true energy in his hand condensed, and Xi was shaken far away with a single palm, and then the sword in his hand stabbed Zhuang Mo mercilessly.

"Big brother."

"Mer!"

"Be careful."

The three of them spoke at the same time, but it was obviously too late to remind them. Just when the sword was about to stab Zhuang Mo, a figure quickly flashed in front of Zhuang Mo.

"father!"

Ouyang Xue and Zhuang Mo shouted at the same time, and Ouyang Muyue's body slowly fell in front of Zhuang Mo's eyes.

"father!"

Zhuang Mo stretched out his hand to support Ouyang Muqiu, tears streaming down his face, "Father, you..."

At this moment, he didn't know what to say, he just felt a fire burning in his heart, and tears flowed down his cheeks slowly.

It is said that men don't flick their tears easily, because they haven't reached the place where they are sad.

"Mo'er, you have suffered in the past two years. I didn't expect the mistakes of being a father to hurt you."

Ouyang Muyue stretched out her hand remorsefully, and Zhuang Mo quickly stretched out her hand, grabbing his father's trembling hands.

"Father, this is none of your business. Now that your son is back, he will still honor you in the future. Father, you must persevere."

Zhuang Mo couldn't cry at this time, his heart was in pain as if being torn apart, and he could feel the vitality in his father's body was losing little by little.

Ouyang Muyue smiled at Zhuang Mo, then turned her head to look at Ouyang Xue who also looked anxious, "Xue'er, you must not be naughty in the future, and you must listen to your elder brother."

"Father, my son will listen to you from now on, and will never make you angry again."

Ouyang Xue also had tears on her face, and now his whole body is bound by iron chains, otherwise he would have thrown himself to Ouyang Muyue's side long ago.

Ouyang Muyue nodded with a smile, turned her head to look at Ouyang Muqiu who was staring blankly at her, "Second brother, cough cough..."

As soon as he exited, a gust of blood gushed out of his mouth.

"father."

Zhuang Mo and the two said anxiously, Ouyang Muyue just shook her head with a smile, and then continued, "Second brother, the Huaqing matter is indeed my fault, if it wasn't for my misbehavior back then, it wouldn't have hurt me. Hua Qing has one life. You should hate me, but now I am changing my life, and when I see Hua Qing underground, I will personally confess to her."

Speaking of this, perhaps she was too emotional, Ouyang Muyue tried her best to suppress her chaotic breath, and then said, "Mo'er, take good care of...Xue'er."

Without taking a breath, Ouyang Muyue slowly closed her eyes.

"father!"

Ouyang Xue and Zhuang Mo cried out in pain at the same time. Zhuang Mo hugged Ouyang Muyue's still warm body. He left home for two years, but he never thought that meeting his father would be a farewell.

"Ouyang Muqiu, pay back my father's life!"

Suddenly, Zhuang Mo seemed to go crazy, and countless clavicle nails pierced Ouyang Muqiu fiercely like a rainstorm.

Ouyang Muqiu was dodging one by one, but he didn't expect a fierce murderous aura to come from behind him suddenly, Xi had been standing far away, waiting for the opportunity to move.

He was originally a killer, and the duty of the way of nature killer is not some complicated tricks, the ultimate goal is to kill with one move.

And just now Ouyang Muqiu saw Ouyang Muyue's death, coupled with Zhuang Mo's best move, naturally attracted most of his attention, then naturally there was a loophole in his defense, now is the best time.

"what!"

With a scream, Xi's long sword stabbed straight at Ouyang Muqiu's body, Ouyang Muqiu turned his head, and Xizheng looked at him indifferently.

The long sword pierced through mercilessly, and then retracted mercilessly. The whole process was complicated, but it was completed in an instant. Ouyang Muqiu never thought until his death that he, who had the absolute upper hand just now, would end up like this.

Zhuang Mo's face was indifferent, "Ouyang Muqiu, you should understand what we have done today."

"Hahaha, good. I, Ouyang Muqiu, thought that my martial arts were world-class, but I never thought that I would die in your hands because of my carelessness."

Ouyang Muqiu laughed, and then slowly put away his smile. Looking into the distance, he seemed to murmur softly, "Qing'er, I avenged you. Although I promised you not to take revenge, I still can't bear to have you alone Alone down there, but their family can live so carefree."

A mouthful of blood spewed out, Ouyang Muqiu's body fell down slowly, and his hands slowly lifted up, "Qing'er, are you here to pick me up?"

Ouyang Muqiu slowly closed his eyes, but there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he had been relieved.

Everyone looked at Ouyang Muqiu and didn't speak. They were all people who had loved deeply. If their beloved woman was killed by others, they would probably go crazy because of it!

Ouyang Muqiu has been caught between hatred and family affection these years, and I'm afraid he has experienced many struggles.But no matter what, the love and hate have passed, and I hope he can grow old with his Huaqing in the next life.

The familiar tune sounded in her ears again. Ouyang Xue remembered that every year in late spring, Ouyang Muqiu always stood alone in the yard and played an unknown tune repeatedly. Huaqing woman.

Thinking of Yiren by the lake, dressing up and falling flowers around the lake

Over the years, we still have to see who the mandarin ducks are spinning for

The most good fortune tricks people and the sky, lovesickness tears two lines
Chaifei hides, sighs, murmurs, and listens to the sound of the pipa

Flowers wither, flowers fly, colorful clouds chase

Tuliu beauty draws eyebrows in front of tent
For whom is the long song of love in the world of mortals...

Ouyang Xue and Zhuang Mo stood in front of the hall, looking at the old lady with a sad face.

In one day, the two sons left him one after another.

No one can bear the taste of a white-haired person giving a black-haired person.

After a long time, Mrs. Ouyang seemed to want to let go, "Forget it, the grievances of so many years have come to an end."

The two sons are his own darlings. Although Ouyang Muqiu was picked up by him back then, she has been keeping them by her side for so many years. In terms of feelings, they are no less than his own sons.

"Grandma, you have to take care." Zhuang Mo's eyes were also slightly red, but he didn't dare to shed tears for fear that grandma would be even more sad when she saw it.

"Good boy, grandma can handle it."

The old lady Ouyang stretched out her hand to hold the hands of Ouyang Xue and Zhuang Mo lovingly, and held them tightly together, "Now there are only two brothers left in Ouyang's family. Grandma only hopes that the two of you can get along with each other." Take care, you must not..."

Before she finished speaking, Mrs. Ouyang's eyes turned red.

"Grandma, grandson will definitely live up to your expectations."

Ouyang Xuezhuang and Mo glanced at each other, and nodded emphatically.

"Okay, grandma is tired, you go down first." Mrs. Ouyang looked at her two beloved grandsons and forced a smile.

"The grandson will leave first."

Zhuang Mo turned his head again and nodded to Aunt Ci'an, who was always serving the old lady, "Grandma, please trouble Auntie."

"The servant will take good care of the old lady, the two young masters can rest assured."

Ci'an has taken care of Mrs. Ouyang for decades, seeing her heart ache so much, her eyes turned red.

The old lady sat on the chair and watched the two grandsons go out and closed the door again, still motionless and silent.

"Old madam, this servant knows that you are suffering. The young masters have all left. If you want to cry, you can cry."

Ci'an wiped her tears with her sleeves as she spoke, the old madam has always been very angry all her life, and always swallowed bitterness in her stomach.

But if you don't do this, you will suffocate your body.

"My son..." The old lady couldn't bear it any longer, and cried out on the bed. Although the voice was not loud, it made people cry.

(End of this chapter)