She walked over with a worried look on her face: "Grandma, what's wrong with you? I haven't seen you for a year. Why did you become so depressed?"

Mo Xishu smiled and called her over, patted the bed, and signaled her to sit down.

"You said too, we haven't seen each other for a long time. Come here quickly and let my grandmother take a good look..."

She held Ling Luoyu's hand, held her cheek, and looked at it carefully.

"I've lost weight, but I have more aura. I think your experience must be very exciting during this period, so that I can beat your temperament so hard!"

Ling Luoyu knew she was comforting herself: "Grandma, we are talking about your illness..."

She pulled out her hand and kneaded Mo Xishu's legs.

But--

With one hand, I have touched a blank space.

Ling Luoyu suddenly looked up, his eyes shocked and incredible.

Mo Xishu also held her wrist at the same time—

It's just too late.

Ling Luoyu has discovered the fact that she shouldn't have discovered.

She lowered her head and did not look at Ling Luoyu's eyes, but still smiled lightly.

"It doesn't matter, I'm a dying old woman. I have someone to serve me at dinner and I don't have to do anything. It doesn't matter if I have legs or not..."

Ling Luoyu's eyes instantly got wet: "Who did it?"

Mo Xishu smiled calmly: "Where is Xuan Chen? Where is my precious grandson, I haven't seen him for a long time. I really want to see him again..."

Ling Luoyu pulled his hand back again: "I'll ask you, who did it?"

Mo Xishu was silent.

Ling Luoyu bit his lips, and bloodshots oozed out: "Let me see!"

She gently lifted a corner of the thin quilt.

But Mo Xishu pressed the quilt again: "What's so good about it? It's just an old woman without legs!"

She was still laughing, talking calmly.

"Besides, I, Mo Xishu, look the most beautiful. I have always been this face. When I was young, I have fascinated many men... Even if I am old and have no legs now, I can still fascinate a group of old men!"

Ling Luoyu lowered his eyes and paused: "Grandma, you know, I have a way to find the murderer behind the scenes, but I hope that you will tell me about this matter in person!"

Mo Xishu shook his head in embarrassment: "I know you want to avenge me for my own good, but for me..."

After pausing, she still smiled.

He reached out and stroked Ling Luoyu's belly.

"For me, if I could see a little life here one day earlier, let alone losing two legs, it would be worth it even if I lost my life!"

Ling Luoyu sat down with her eyes, not moved at all because of her words.

"With your cultivation level, what kind of person can hurt you? God clan... God Lord!!"

Mo Xishu's hands trembled significantly.

However, he still didn't say anything.

Ling Luoyu narrowed his eyes: "It's the Lord of God, right?"

The person Mo Xuanchen wants to deal with is the Lord of God.

Mo Xishu felt sorry for his grandson. It was not impossible for him to stand up for him and go to the Lord of God to make a fuss.

"Grandma, don't worry, I still know myself. If you can provoke someone, I will provoke you. If you can't afford to beat me, I won't provoke you..."

Ling Luoyu tried his best to make his words sound like that.

"So even if you tell me who he is and if you can't beat him in terms of strength, I won't be so stupid that I will die by myself, and I will let others abuse me for nothing!"

Mo Xishu just looked at her quietly, but still didn't give an answer.

The look was very obvious - I don't believe you!
Chapter completed!