Chapter 497 Open the black ring!

He left.

These three words are like a nail in the heart, tearing Mo Xi's heart, bloody and painful!

As his body fell, Qi Mo, who had been motionless, raised his eyelids and hesitated for a moment. He moved his body and swept towards Mo Xi.

Mo Xu, who was beside him, looked at Qi Mo's behavior with praise and comforting eyes. After all, Qi Mo has not really hardened his heart, so everything is easy to say.

Zimo held Mo Xi, and then passed a wisp of spiritual power to wake him up.

Looking at Youyou waking up, but being a gray-faced 'mother', Zimo also sighed and said, "He asked me to bring you a word. He said, he... I will never regret it, he, I'm sorry for you!"

At this time, Zimo's tone was not as dry as before, but with a strong sense of missing.

"Wow..."

With Zimo's words, Mo Xi's tears when he woke up were like water breaking the dike, flowing out, relying on Zimo's help to support him. As soon as he said this, he was instantly sad and painful.

"Wow... It's cold, I... I don't regret it either... We agreed... We have agreed to accompany each other for a lifetime... The land is old, no!! You are not sorry for me! It's me, it's me... I'm sorry for you, I'm sorry for you!! I'm sorry for your father and son!!! It's cold!! Xi'er... Xi'er misses you so much!!! Whoo..."

Mo Xi kept crying, and the strong mask she had put on herself for more than ten years was completely peeled off at this time. The strong patriarch, at this time, was just a little woman who lost her husband and cried sadly...

.....

"Hee, it's cold. Look, the stream in front of me is so elegant. Look, look, there are a lot of fish in it~!"

"Well, Xier, let's go and have a look."

"Uh-huh."

"Haha, look, I caught another tail. Xi'er, shall we have grilled fish at noon?"

"Okay, okay, it's cold, your roasting is so delicious!"

"As long as Xi'er likes to eat."

.......

"Cold, come here quickly. There is a big injured brown bear here."

"Well, this bear's cultivation is at least the peak of the teacher level."

"What's wrong?"

"There is a blood pupil python at the peak of the teacher in this area. It's strange for this brown bear to appear here."

"Wacky? What's strange? Maybe it's boring in its own place, so let's go out for a walk~"

"No, monsters generally have their own 'field'."

"That..."

"Bad! Wujuezong may have a disaster, Xi'er, come on! We have to go back quickly!"

"Good!"

......

"It's cold, please give our child a name."

"Xi'er, you'd better take it. I'm a rough person."

"No! I want you to take it!"

"This... This... Then let's wait until our son is born. We don't know whether this little guy is a man or a woman.

"Well, it's cold, remember the child's name, you must come to get it!"

"Good! Xi'er."

......

In the past, the years are ruthless, time is in a hurry, and the past has never returned. Everything has passed, but some memories can never be extinguished.

Mo Xi's pupils were distracted, and a sad smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

In this way, the mother and son stayed quietly, and Mo Xu also retreated without disturbing.

At this time, although the situation was crying, Mo Xu knew that the most difficult threshold had passed, and the next step was up to them.

After a long time, Mo Xi finally barely recovered. Looking at Qi Mo, who was close at him, Mo Xi raised his delicate hand slightly and wanted to touch Qi Mo's face. This son, after more than ten years, finally saw it and really touched it.

In this regard, Qi Mo's body also trembled slightly. Then when he saw the pain in Mo Xi's eyes again, he did not avoid it. However, this seemed to be an extremely difficult thing for Mo Xi. His palm fell into the air, and his face was only a punch away, but he had never touched it.

Exhaling heavily, Zimo gently raised his palm, grabbed his bare hand, and gently pressed it towards his face.

The real touch made Mo Xi cry again.

Zimo is half a head taller than Mo Xi. Mo Xi is very tall. However, Qi Mo is no longer the young teenager at the beginning. Although he is thin, he is also extremely tall.

Mo Xi fell on Zimo's shoulder and kept crying. On Zimo's shoulder, it was already wet, and Mo Xi's eyes were also red. What could he do?

"Moer, do you hate your mother...?"

I don't know how long it has passed, and Mo Xi's trembling voice came to Qi Mo's ears.

The voice is full of complex emotions, among which the most worrying, or an inexplicable fear...

"Hate!"

The words are resolute.

Zimo blurted out without any hesitation.

couldn't help trembling. Although she knew the answer, she couldn't help but feel pain in her heart. Yes, why don't you hate it? For more than ten years, looking at the face that has been polished out of corners, he should hate it!

However, Mo Xi is still a soft and poor woman... It's really too much impact.....

"When I was a child, I hated it. When he left, I hated it!"

Qimo said slowly with tears, and Mo Xi's body trembled again.

"But now I don't hate it, yes, I don't hate it anymore. I don't blame you for everything. I know, you don't have a hard time. He is trying to save me, otherwise he won't die. At that time,..."

Zimo did not rest and briefly talked about what had happened. After saying that, he looked at Mo Xi, who was full of tears and looked at himself with red eyes. He pulled a smile at the corners of his mouth and took out a piece of silk cloth to wipe away the tears on his face.

As he said, Qi Mo does not hate Mo Xi. He is not qualified to hate and can't hate him.

"Moer..."

Mo Xi couldn't help but want to cry, but he forcibly restrained it and called with relief.

Mo Xi didn't expect such a meeting, and Qi Mo didn't expect such a meeting. Before, they were entangled and avoided. They really didn't know how to face it. This is the inferiority of people, and they always have inexplicable fear of unknown things.

But now, both mother and son are much more calm.

Zimo didn't expect that he didn't know how to face it, but when he really faced it, he didn't have to think too much about it.

However, Zimo still did not shout out the names that the two generations had not shouted for 40 years.

Mo Xi also seemed to be unconscious and did not mention anything, but if he observed it carefully, he could see a strong expectation from the depths of his eyes.

But Mo Xi is already very satisfied with this situation. Although she learned the bad news of Qi Tianhan, at present, Qi Mo and his attitude has made a big stone fall in Mo Xi's heart.

After Mo Xi's mood stabilized, Qi Mo said, "by the way, I have something left by my father. There is a spiritual knowledge that has been entrusted by my father.

Qimo also suddenly remembered that there had been no movement in the black ring in his mind, so Qimo did not pay attention to it. However, at this time, after seeing Mo Xi, he suddenly remembered the black ring that had been entrusted to Qi Tian's cold spirit.

And Qi Mo also has vague expectations in his heart. Perhaps it is uncertain that Qi Tianhan did not really die...

With the increase of cultivation, Qi Mo also knows that many things in the practice world are uncertain. Life, old age, illness and death have long been like the original Shenzhou.

Mo Xi's eyes lit up, and she could naturally imagine what she could think of. Previously, her mood fluctuated too much, but she ignored it. At this time, Qi Mo mentioned it again that Mo Xi had already restored the judgment thinking of a strong woman.

A little eyebrows, Qi Mo's eyes stared slightly, and then the black ring in his mud pill palace trembled and came out of the middle of his eyebrows.

When Zimo first got the black ring, it was like an ordinary black iron ring, with no luster on it. However, he had not paid attention to it for a period of time, but there was a faint black light on it. Although it was very light, it also had a sense of mystery.

When the black ring appeared, Mo Xi's heart trembled, and a familiar breath came from it.

"Cold weather, cold weather... Is it you... Is that you..."

Mo Xi trembled.

The breath on this ring is really the breath of Qi Tianhan. However, because he was recognized by Qi Mo's blood, it is also stained with Qi Mo's breath, but Qi Mo has never touched it, and the breath of Qi Tianhan also exists.

Bang!

Mo Xi grabbed it eagerly, with strong emotions on his face. This love is love to the bone... He was the same. The conversation with Qi Tianhan in the Niwan Palace made Qi Mo feel unbearable.

However, Mo Xi did not indulge in pain this time, but looked at the ring and frowned slightly: "What a strange ring..."

"Hmm?"

Qimo raised his eyebrows, and Qi Mo also vaguely speculated about Mo Xi's cultivation. I'm afraid it's definitely not lower than Mo Xu, and even more...

However, it surprised Qi Mo to say this with Mo Xi's knowledge and realm.

"There is a cold seal on it, which can't be forcibly cracked. Moer, you open it."

Mo Xi gave the ring to Zimo and then said.

"Well, Dad also said that it needs to be opened with my blood, but he said he would wait until 18 years old."

Zimo answered and said.

"It doesn't matter. Your bloodline has been completely opened, and there used to be a seal on your bloodline. At the age of 18, the seal will disappear. At this time, it is unimpeded."

Mo Xi explained.

"That's good."

Hearing this, Qi Mo also suddenly realized, and then said with expectation in his eyes. For a year and a half, he had been curious for a long time. At the same time, he vaguely guessed that when he opened the black ring, many unincomprehensible doubts in the past may get answers!

PS;I was robbed today, ah, now people, the moral bottom line is getting lower and lower...