Evil King

Chapter 598

“The name of this poem is called’If’…” Jun Moxie cleared her throat, and a mysterious smirk flashed across the corner of her mouth, which cultivated her emotions. This talented Dantian, with a calm and frustrated tone, was full of emotion. Chanting said: “Ah… if I am a hoe, you are noon; if I am a bow, then you are a big eagle; if I am Qingming, then you are Hetu; if I am a fairy sword, then you are a knight Pass… if ah if, so many ifs, my heart… is all in it.”

The voice was clear and strong, and it spread out in the deep mountains and dense forests, so the whole valley reverberated: “Hoe he…at noon…hoe hea…at noon…”

After the chanting, Jun Moxie looked at Mei Xueyan sincerely, and said affectionately: “Xueyan, this is my heart. It expresses my most sincere affection for you and my desire for you… Love is higher than mountains, love is better than Deep in the sea, you… just follow me.”

Mei Xueyan frowned and read these poems lowly. The more she read it, the more monk Zhang Er couldn’t figure it out, and finally asked modestly: “What does this poem really mean?”

“You only need to know that this poem is my good wish for you. This feeling can only be expressed by the sun in the sky!” Jun Moxie said solemnly.

There was an inexplicable touch on Mei Xueyan’s face, but she still considered it in her heart. The emotion in this poem is quite deep, but the literary level is too average… She is like this. If she doesn’t understand anything, she will be one. I thought about it hard, but this time I didn’t understand it at all, and muttered in a low voice…For a long time, when I was about to ask Jun Moxie again, suddenly a voice from far away said: “Who is making noise here?”

With this voice, a person flew like a meteor, from far and near, falling in front of the two, seeing Jun Moxie at a glance, and suddenly overjoyed: “Moxie, your kid is here; you have been counting these days. I’m waiting for the day, but I’m looking forward to my uncle’s neck long…”

The person here is Dongfang Wendao, Jun Moxie’s third uncle…

Dongfang Wendao immediately saw Mei Xueyan and couldn’t help but keep his eyes on, saying: “This is…” He secretly praised: My nephew is really good, and he found another…and so beautiful…

“Your nephew, my wife…” Jun Moxie hurriedly introduced.

The third master of Dongfang panicked immediately, and touched left and right on his body. For a long time, Dongfang asked Dao with an embarrassed expression: “Why don’t you say anything earlier, I, I… I am an uncle, and I didn’t bring any greetings. …”

Mei Xueyan followed Jun Moxie, she was really embarrassed…On the way, as long as someone knew something related, Jun Moxie would introduce: This is my wife, my wife, my wife, Zhuo Jing or something… …

By the way, Mei Xueyan was still silent when introducing this way; because the relationship between these people is worthy of Jun Moxie’s respect or closeness… But all of them are own juniors… It is really uncomfortable.

As time passed, Mei Xueyan didn’t care about this…I was used to it. My cheeks have become somewhat thicker… I am really ashamed to follow this guy without a thick cheek…

“What kind of meeting ceremony is needed…” Jun Moxie enthusiastically retorted, “…you just need to make up the double when you go back, Xueyan will definitely not mind…”

“Your kid really doesn’t see you! Don’t you know that your third uncle is not well-off?” Dongfang asked Dao angrily and glanced at this good nephew: “Let’s go, your grandma is waiting for you, Pan’s eyes are presbyopic. …”

Jun Moxie sneered for a while: What? Presbyopia? Old people will be dazzled when they are older, okay? How can you say that you are looking forward to what I am looking forward to? What about this and that? !

When Dongfang Wendao said the seventh sentence, “It’s almost here, just turn around”, I finally saw the door of the Dongfang family… This made Jun Moxie very suspicious of this uncle’s concept of distance… …From more than three hundred miles away, you said, “It’s almost here, just turn around…”, but until now, there are hundreds of turns…

The Dongfang family who appeared in front of Jun Moxie surprised Jun Moxie.

There is a valley everywhere in front of me.

In the valley, the surrounding area is actually a piece of land. Only in the middle, there are red walls and green tiles, a large area of ​​houses, but there is no luxury of a family, but… like a peaceful, ordinary village…

It’s just that there is a unified wall in this simple village… and then it is divided into families… In the middle is a wide continent, paved with fine stones. Over the years, the gravel road has turned dark brown, even , There are no edges and corners…

Nine people were waiting at the door.

There is a red sandalwood chair in the middle. On the chair sits a thin old lady with snow-white hair; even her eyebrows are snow-white. Although she is old, she has a very good spirit, kind eyebrows and good-looking eyes, only when her eyes flash. You can still see the sharpness of Rivers and Lakes back then…

With a smile on her face, watching Jun Moxie’s arrival, she could not control her eyes with crystal tears…

“This is your grandma…” Dongfang Wendao said in a low voice: “Back then…her old man used to be good at beauty, but she was still like her 30s and 40s at the age of 70 or 80, but when your mother came back, it was miserable. The appearance… made her old man’s hair… turn white overnight… and, day by day, she grew old and haggard… Until now…hey…”

Dongfang Wendao said heavily, Jun Moxie also felt sour…

I remembered Grandpa Jun Zhantian’s evaluation of the old lady of the East when he was leaving: “Your grandmother is not a simple character, she is like an old fairy; if you are in your 70s or 80s, it looks like there are only 30 people… …Looks like your mother, more like sisters than mothers and daughters, graceful, graceful and elegant, showing everyone’s demeanor…”

Jun Wuyi also solemnly warned: “Mo Xie, after meeting your grandmother, you must respect more, but don’t look at her as if she is very young and feel awkward. Mrs. Dongfang can be said to be the best known among your uncles in this life. A wise woman…”

But now thinking of the warnings from grandfather and third uncle, Jun Moxie only felt sad, heartfelt bitterness… Jun Zhantian and Jun’s unintentional impressions were still ten years ago… Mrs. Dongfang, grandma own, ever since After the daughter took home, in a short period of time, she became what she is now…

Crazy, old-fashioned!

What kind of spiritual destruction does it take to become like this?

Although the daughter is already married as a wife and having children, but in the heart of the old lady, she is still the little girl who was wearing a croissant braid in her lap; she was shocked to see that her daughter was so distressed that she could not live as well as die, and she couldn’t sleep at all; The motherly heart of the old lady of the East also collapsed…What kind of image does a mother care about a daughter like this? Under worry, I turned my head all night… In the past ten years, there are thousands of trivial matters inside, and strong enemies oppress Suo Jia, and my heart is broken. How can I not grow old?

Next to her, Er Ye Dongfang Wenjian and Uncle Dongfang Wenqing stood side by side. Several young girls behind them looked at this side curiously, and three other middle-aged beautiful women with dignified manners quietly looked at Jun Moxie and Mei Xue. Yan, the old woman did not speak, nor did they say anything.

“It’s Wenxin’s son… Is it Moxie? Jun Moxie?” The old lady of Dongfang stood up tremblingly, looking at the young face in front of her, in a daze, she actually saw the shadow of her daughter when she was a child; I saw my daughter coming here beautifully…

Suddenly it occurred to me that she is still a daughter who is still ignorant and her heart is closed. Suddenly all her eyes are red; she tries to take two steps forward, her white hair is flying in the wind, her voice is already trembling: “Come… Get closer, come here soon, and let grandma take a good look…My grandson, how come you came…”

Jun Moxie inexplicably raised an inexplicable sourness in his heart, and barely smiled, and then slowly came forward, touched on one knee, raised his head, and looked up at the strong and bleak evening scene for his children. Old man, there is only respect in his heart, only kindness, and…unspeakable sourness…

At that time, Jun Wugui died unexpectedly; Dongfang Wenxin suddenly heard bad news and couldn’t afford to be sick. The old lady of Dongfang went out of the mountain and slaughtered the world. The assassins of the Dongfang family were everywhere, the mainland was shaken, and Xuanxuan was washed in blood.

At that time, Lord Moyou Lord Moshou was murdered bizarrely, and it was still Dongfang’s death revenge, and the blood shed thousands of miles; even the Tianxiang Palace was full of people’s heads…

These are all masterpieces of the old lady in front of her; for the sake of her children, she will use the thin power of an oriental family to fight the world and fight the world!

What a grandeur this is!

Even if you slaughter the world, you have to take revenge!

What a deep hatred… This is all for her daughter, for that true love!

Similarly, it is precisely because of this that the Eastern family was encircled and suppressed by the three supreme powers. At the end of the road, this peerless beauty, but unwillingly made an oath, with endless regrets and heartaches. Fade out of Rivers and Lakes…

Chou has not been reported, but the blood has not been paid; but he has no choice but to break the halberd and sink into the sand, and return sadly…

Since then, there will be no return day! Facing the endless pain of his daughter day and night, facing the helplessness in my heart, facing the pain of a lifetime, how can this mother who loves her love her love her affectionately?

Jianfeng collapsed on the snow-capped mountains, and the profound beasts did their best!

For ten years, spending silently in such inaccessible remote places…How can the old man feel good in his heart? How can these harsh conditions have a chance to be achieved? If there is never a date, wouldn’t the Eastern aristocratic family just die like this? For the sake of a daughter, the whole family has to be affected. Even if it has no regrets, it is still difficult to face other family members. What a tremendous pressure! Always pressed in the heart of the old lady.

Dilemma… If you didn’t agree to such a condition, the Eastern family would be destroyed on the spot, and there would be no luck! Reluctantly agreed, but only in exchange for the current lingering breath…

Jun Moxie suddenly felt that he knew his grandmother very well… the old man who seemed to be physically weak, the pressure on his back was too great, too heavy…

“Rebirth of the Storm”, ISBN 1764269.

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