Amo paused slightly, and finally turned around and looked at him sincerely: "God Lord, we have already retired from marriage, right?"

"……yes.? "

"That's it. There is no engagement between you and me. I really don't feel anything about you. From now on, you walk on your Yangguan Road and I walk on my single-plank bridge. I really feel that I don't need to answer your question just now. Also, I'm not Xue Mo, I'm A Mo..."

Shen Jiuli's eyes drooped slightly and he smiled: "Okay, then take care of yourself." He no longer wanted to keep him.

A Mo then turned around and left, seeing her back turning around the corner of the room in front.

"Mom..." Shen Nianmo couldn't help but shouted from behind.

Amo paused slightly under his feet and did not look back. His figure slowly disappeared in the purple bamboo forest, and he could no longer see any shadows.

Shen Nianmo cried out: "Father, do you never want us anymore?"

Shen Jiuli's face was pale and rubbed his palms on his head: "Don't worry, no, your mother won't want to ignore Mo."

My father never deceived him, so naturally he wouldn't do it this time. Shen Nianmo finally felt relieved. His stomach was so hungry that he flattened and he flattened his mouth: "Father, my father, I'm hungry..."

Shen Jiuli raised his sleeve and whipped it, and a table appeared on the ground. There were a few dishes and pastries on the table, which looked very rich.

The tempting fragrance of food pounced on his nose, Shen Nianmo immediately cheered, jumped off the ground and rushed to the table: "Wow, so much delicious!" He sat there and swallowed it.

"Oh, my mother likes to eat these things too! Father, you should have kept my mother for a meal just now. She will definitely be happy to see these." Shen Nian Mo Xiao's mouth was stuffed with a bulge, and she was a little regretful.

Shen Jiuli sat aside, watching his son eat, without saying anything, and he himself did not move.

After a while, Shen Nianmo was full, and the child was full of energy. After eating, he seemed to be full of blood and resurrected. He pulled Shen Jiuli's hand and wanted him to take him around.

Shen Jiuli patted his head: "Nianmo, you will be a god in the future. God must have independence. He always wants his parents to follow him. Be good, go play by yourself. Go back to the father and take your homework..."

After saying something, Shen Nianmo raised his chest: "Okay, Nianmo goes to play by himself!" He ran away with his calves.

Shen Jiuli glanced at Qiongqi who had just returned from a stroll. Qiongqi shivered and immediately went with Xiao Nianmo.

As soon as Shen Nian Mo left, Shen Jiuli shook his body slightly and almost fell to the ground.

He took advantage of the situation to fall to the ground, bloodshot from the corners of his lips, and his face turned white like snow.

Although Amo's crazy attack just now resolved a lot, he was still injured, and his qi and blood were surging, which made him almost unable to hold on.

He sat there meditating, and the wind blew his robes and flew violently, as if he would turn away at any time.

...

After Amo returned to Mo Palace, Xue Yilan and Hemu were already impatient when they waited, and they all breathed a sigh of relief when they saw her coming back.

Xue Yilan is actually wearing that pink robe. If other men wear this outfit, it will make people feel terrifying. However, he is as delicate as an ink painting, and is even more beautiful than peach blossoms.

"Momo, will our wedding be held?" Xue Yilan followed her, smiling enchantingly.
Chapter completed!