Rebirth: National Crown Prince

There was a bit of evil in the man's dark pupils. At this time, Mo Yu looked a bit more coquettish, evil and dangerous than before.

"You bastard, your father's blood is flowing in your bones. Without him, where would you come from?" Mo Sizong is a person who attaches great importance to family interests. He has a strong desire to control his children and cannot tolerate them resisting him. Every bit.

Mo Yu curled his lips playfully, "Oh? So what?" He smiled evilly and kicked the chair over.

He changed from his cold and silent demeanor in the past, and became evil and coquettish, like a fallen immortal.

Mo Sizong slammed the table angrily, "You uneducated child, if it weren't for the fact that you are Hong'er's only bloodline, your life would be dead now."

Mo Yu smiled disapprovingly and said, "I'm standing right here. You can come and get it at any time, but you must have the life to get it."

Mo Sizong was furious. When Hong'er and Yin'er resisted him for outsiders, they were not as angry as he was now.

Although this uneducated child looks a lot like Hong'er, his personality is completely different.

Feng Lin was torn away from the cloth, and the dazzling light shone on his face. He couldn't open his eyes for a while.

"That's it." Feng Lin felt someone kick him.

He looked up and saw that it was Mo Yu.

Feng Lin was surprised: "Why are you here? Also, what's the matter with your injury?"

There were several obvious blood stains on his fair cheeks, which seemed to be fresh scars, and the blood was still bright red.

Mo Yu narrowed his eyes and said calmly: "We had a fight."

Feng Lin seemed to have thought of something and asked, "Have you seen Mo Siyao? She was forcibly taken away by those people."

Mo Yu glanced at him sideways, "She's fine, but you, your skills are still so bad."

Feng Lin shrugged and smiled helplessly: "I can't help it, I'm definitely not as good at fighting as you!"

Mo Yu ignored Feng Lin's flattering smile and said calmly: "If there is a next time, protect yourself!"

Feng Lin: "..."

As expected, he was still the cold-blooded and ruthless Mo Yu.

"Aren't you leaving?" Feng Lin asked.

Mo Yu didn't look at him, "Something's wrong."

Feng Lin raised his eyebrows, "Then I'm leaving."

He didn't ask how Mo Yu saved him, nor what Mo Yu wanted to do, but he knew that the purpose of those people kidnapping him was Mo Yu, so it was just right for him to leave.

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"Master Xi, they are so cunning!" In order to prevent them from catching up, they actually split up into several groups.

Wan Zexi tapped the steering wheel "ta, tap, tap", and she said slowly: "There's no hurry."

The young man lowered his eyes and opened his phone. She quickly pressed her fingers on the screen and found out Mo Yu's current location based on Mo Yu's phone location.

This was what Mo Yu taught her originally, and she was able to use it after learning it.

Looking at the address above, the young man raised his eyebrows playfully and chuckled, "Remember the girl named Mo Siyao we met yesterday, right?"

Qiao Xi'an recalled, "I remember, she was a petite lolita."

"If I'm not wrong, the person who wants to see Mo Yu is the master of the Mosi family, the Mozong." She remembered that person was called this. In this area, the only person who can be called the master is the Mozong. .

Qiao Xi'an was a little puzzled, "Why does he have to see Mo Yu? He didn't hesitate to take photos of so many people to block us."

Wan Zexi narrowed her eyes and did not answer Qiao Xi'an's question. Fortunately, her cell phone rang at this time.

It was her uncle Wan Yihan calling.