Chapter 34 Inheritance

She wanted to shout but couldn't say anything, but she didn't know why. Seeing this scene, her heart seemed to be held by a big hand.

He couldn't breathe, and his tears kept flowing. The little face had a little pain, but she couldn't move forward.

"No, don't!" Mo Qingcheng suddenly opened his eyes panickedly, looking dull. Time is as static, as if she had just seen it as if she had experienced it.

Why is it so realistic and realistic. There was a touch of warm things on the beautiful little face, and the small hand wiped it with tears. It really shed tears, it turned out to be a dream.

But that dream is so realistic, what does this dream have something to do with yourself. Many questions emerged, making Mo Qingcheng a little doubtful.

At a glance, the warm sun shot in from the window. At this time, in the morning, Mo Qingcheng went to Mozi's room.

Wake up in Mozi Ye, and then go to the kitchen for early meals. Biluo woke up early, and Mo Qingcheng had a good breakfast after breakfast.

Biluo originally didn't want to eat with Mo Qingcheng, but it was not easy to say that exports were a bit embarrassed. Mo Qingcheng saw Biluo's embarrassment.

"You don't need to think about it. For so many years, I have regarded you as my sister." Mo Qingcheng said.

Biluo found that he came back since Mo Qingcheng returned, as if he had changed. At this time, the coward -like Mo Qingcheng was extremely bold at this time. But Biluo dare not doubt that no matter what Mo Qingcheng became, she was her lady.

After eating breakfast, Mo Qingcheng asked: "Biluo, what is your spiritual level now?

"Miss, my current spiritual level is at the second level of the first spirit, and I don't practice how good I practice." Biluo replied.

Before the opening of Mo Qingcheng, there was a arrogant voice outside: "You useless waste, you still have a face back."

The source of this sound is ink dye, the five sons of the ink family. He is usually a romantic son, no matter what the Mo family is. If you do n't do business, his favorite is good gambling.

It was the king of the Phoenix Kuchu, and he did not bully the city. Just look down on Mo Qingcheng and discriminate against Mo Qingcheng.

When Mo Ran came in and looked at it, he was shocked by Mo Qingcheng. At this time, Mo Qingcheng hit a red skirt, with a pair of large watery eyes, and long eyelashes looked like two small brushes.

The stunning face does not apply the pink daisy, the cherry mouth, the exquisite facial features, with a queen's momentum. The queen who is high above giving people a sense of coldness.

"Cough, don't you miss the disappearance for three years? Why are you back suddenly?" Moran said with a stern cough.

"What? Are you worried about me?" Mo Qingcheng's enchanting voice was almost lost.

"Oh! Worry about you, is your waste worthy of my worry? Don't look at your a few pounds," The sound of ink dye is full of disgust.

"I heard that you are the king of the whole Phoenix Nu, dare to bet with me?" Mo Qingcheng said with a lot of time.

"Okay! What do you say gamble?" When Mo Ran heard the words gambling, his eyes brightened. He likes gambling the most, and he is still a king.

"What you gamble, I don't care," Mo Qingcheng looked indifferent.

"Okay! Just a few days of gambling." Mo Ran thought for a while, and said to Mo Qingcheng.

"If you lose, you will call me three grandpa." Before Mo Qingcheng spoke, ink dan said.