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1243. Chapter 1243 Long talk between father and son

"Try it, can you break this door?"

Mo Li stepped forward, and the mysterious power on his body was aroused, and other energy from the Xuanhuang level fell on this wooden door.

The sound was several times louder than before, and the space in this place couldn't help but tremble slightly.

The wooden door trembled, but it still couldn't be opened.

Even Mo Li can't open it, so no one else needs to think about it.

Yue took a half step forward and looked into the crack in the door, but it was pitch black.

The naked eye cannot see the mental power and cannot penetrate it, so no one knows what is behind this door.

There was no movement inside the door, and I didn’t know whether Xiao Juhua was dead or alive.

Yue stood there quietly, with the sadness that could not be concealed in her eyes.

She kept getting stronger in order to protect everyone around her from being bullied and harmed, but in the end she couldn't even take good care of a beast pet.

What a irony!

Yue Qingqing suddenly turned around, as if she didn't see anyone else, and ran straight along the village road.

Dozens of houses, both in structure and appearance, are exactly the same.

Along the way, she kept attacking the wooden doors.

Mo Li followed her immediately, and after she attacked, she would attack immediately.

The wooden door along the way could not be broken.

Duanmu Chen hugged Yue Xiaoxuan and followed the last one.

Yue Xiaoxuan lay quietly in his arms, not howling, but just crying silently.

Duanmuchen's heart hurts very much, and he gently pats his back and constantly comforts him.

"Dad, this is the first time my mother beats Xiao Xuan."

"Well! Qing'er also hit you because she was worried about Xiao Juhua. However, she still felt sorry for you, otherwise she wouldn't have only hit a few times, right?"

"Dad, do you want Xiaoxuan to be beaten a lot?" Yue Xiaoxuan raised her face with tears in her eyes.

Duanmuchen rubbed his head, shook his head, and said, "My mother once told me that children are the flesh of their parents. Even if the flesh in their hearts is bad, parents are reluctant to cut them away."

"Did grandma say it?"

Duanmuchen nodded.

"Grandma must be the most beautiful, gentle, dignified, wise, and most connotative person in the world."

"Well, so she will give me so many spring/palace/pictures."

"Ah? Are all those wonderful erotic pictures given by grandma? Xiao Xuan suddenly wanted to see her!"

"If you want to see her, just look up at the sky!"

"Ah?" Yue Xiaoxuan touched her little head, looked up at the sky, and muttered, "Grandma is dead, has she turned into a star in the sky?"

Duanmuchen staggered.

His Xuanbao would also believe in the nonsense of these people turning into stars?

What a mistake!

The surroundings became quiet, and the atmosphere that had already become cheerful became heavier again.

"Dad, my mother said she was very disappointed with Xiao Xuan!"

"Don't you know your mother yet? She's just angry!"

"But, Xiaoxuan still hurts here!" Yue Xiaoxuan pointed to the position of her chest, and tears rippled in her eyes again.

"Then tell the truth to Qing'er!" Duanmu Chen hugged him a little more force.

Yue Xiaoxuan shook his head, he couldn't say it.

He looked at Yue's lightning back and murmured softly: "Mother, is Xiao Xuan really such a willful and unpredictable child in your eyes?"
Chapter completed!
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