Chapter 550 The Old Lady's Last Wish Yu Wan'er's Relic
Chapter 550: The old lady’s last wish & Yu Waner’s relics
After returning to the Tianmo camp, everyone had a sense of reality. The people who were deeply shocked were speechless as soon as they entered the camp. They all stared at Dongfang Ningxin's belly as if they were looking at some rare animals. Even the usually cold
Gui Cangwu was no exception. If it weren't for Xue Tianao's face being too cold and scary, they would still want to reach out and touch it. Dongfang Ningxin had a child...
Of course, they collectively ignored the child's father. In the eyes of Young Master Su and others, the child was Dongfang Ningxin's, and they would take good care of it. Even if the child was difficult to raise, they would give everything they had to help Dongfang Ningxin give birth to it.
The premise of this child is not to damage the foundation of Dongfang Ningxin.
They have the same opinion as Xue Tian'ao on this point. If Dongfang Ningxin gives birth to a child at the cost of her life, they will also stand by Xue Tian'ao's side...
It was a mixture of joy and sorrow. Everyone looked at Dongfang Ningxin's belly and didn't know whether to say congratulations or not to worry...
"What happened?" Mo Ze found the atmosphere here strange as soon as he came in. Is Mo Yan still blaming himself for the death of the old lady?
What happened to the old lady was an accident, no one expected it to be like this...
"Ning... Mo Yan is pregnant." Wu Ya looked at Xue Tianao, who had a cold face as soon as he came in, like an old monk in meditation, and then looked at Dongfang Ning Xin, who was in a daze, and knew that these two people had no intention of answering.
Just now I saw how quickly they recovered from the shock of having a child. I thought they were too calm to care, but it turns out they were just pretending...
"What? Mo Yan is pregnant? Great, great..." Mo Ze wiped away his sadness and said in surprise.
Finally, there is something happy, something that can make Tianmo celebrate, finally there is something that can dilute the sadness caused by the death of the old lady, and finally let the old lady die in peace...
"It's a pity that the old lady can't see it." Dongfang Ningxin had tears in her eyes. The joy of having a child was quickly diluted by the death of the old lady. So what if you kill the ghost king, the old lady still cannot be resurrected, and
This child is in trouble even before he is born...
Lowering her head and looking at her flat belly, Dongfang Ningxin really wanted to know who didn't want her child to be born, so that her child had to guard against being harmed in her belly, making her unaware of the child's existence.
, she was not even as good as Qingluan Fire Phoenix. Qingluan Fire Phoenix knew about it and even signed a contract with the child, but she was too stupid to think about it...
Thinking of this, Dongfang Ning couldn't help but said to her child apologetically, "I don't blame you for not letting me know. Your precautions are not wrong. It's because I, as a mother, am too incompetent to protect you..."
The little fertilized egg in his arms seemed to feel Dongfang Ningxin's depression. He was trying his best to absorb the true energy to make himself stronger. After all, practicing in the mother's body is more effective with half the effort, but at this moment he was motionless.
Nestled in Dongfang Ningxin's belly.
He didn't mean it, it was instinct. The instinct of the Son of God made him like this. He was born to know how to protect himself better than ordinary people. He was born to only make himself stronger...
He was instinctively squeezing Dongfang Ningxin's energy. This was not what he wanted, and there were things he couldn't control.
How the little fertilized egg hopes that he has grown up to the age of speech, so that he can tell his mother that he did not mean to hurt her, and can comfort his mother, that he did not mean to make her sad...
In this way, he can comfort his father, and he can understand his father's idea of not wanting him to be born. After all, his existence has hurt many people...
Woo hoo hoo, but he can't do anything. He can only practice instinctively, instinctively protect himself, and instinctively drain Dongfang Ningxin's body of ability...
Seeing Dongfang Ningxin's frown, everyone was silent. They all knew why Dongfang Ningxin was sad. Such a child is the pride and burden of parents...
Only Mo Ze, who was unaware, was simply happy and stepped forward to gently pat Dongfang Ningxin on the shoulder:
"Mo Yan, don't be sad. The old lady will be happy for you if she knows her secretly. You know that the old lady loves you the most. If she knew you had a child, she would be so happy that she couldn't close her eyes."
"Second brother, you don't know, it was me, I killed grandma." Dongfang Ningxin looked at her hands, a trace of regret flashed in her eyes. If she had told her strangeness earlier, would things have been different?
?
Then he thought again and shook his head. What would have happened if he had told it earlier? If they didn't meet the gods and demons, they couldn't find the reason at all. It was just causing people to worry.
"Mo Yan, birth, old age, illness and death are human nature. What's wrong with you? If you want to blame me, my second brother is incompetent." The death of the old lady was also a huge blow to Mo Ze, and he was too sad to control himself.
, but when facing Mo Yan, he had to put away his sadness and give gentle comfort. He was always very patient with Mo Yan, especially now that Mo Yan was pregnant, Mo Ze's tone was even gentler.
Dongfang Ningxin nodded. "Second brother, I want to see the old lady. I'm leaving tonight. I won't go to the old lady's funeral."
He raised his head stubbornly, not letting his tears flow down...
She couldn't attend the funeral of her dearest person because she had to go to the top of Zhongzhou to kill the Ghost Emperor when he returned to Zhongzhou to prevent him from harming Zhongzhou again, and she also needed the Ghost Emperor's soul.
A way to exchange with gods and demons and live healthily after giving birth to a son of god.
As for when she can return to Tianmo, Dongfang Ningxin cannot guarantee. Although her current body is no different from normal, Yixue Tianao's caution will not let her keep rushing, so leaving early is necessary...
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Mo Ze didn't know about the Ghost Emperor, so he thought that Dongfang Ningxin didn't dare to face the death of the old lady. He sighed and said: "Mo Yan, the old lady's last wish is to have her cremated and her ashes scattered on the battlefield.
superior……"
The old lady's original words were: My son ended up dying without a burial place on this battlefield. As his mother, how could I let him stay alone here? I want to come here to accompany Zi Yan.
I want to come here and take Zi Yan home...
"Old lady, she..." No matter how high she raised her forehead, she couldn't help but feel the sourness in her eyes, and tears fell silently.
What her grandmother cared about the most was her father, and she would have to think about her father even if she died...
Mo Ze nodded and continued: "Mo Yan, I never asked you to pay homage to your mother because your mother's ashes were also scattered on this battlefield."
It is impossible to die in the same acupoint, but it must be in the place closest to him. This was Yu Wan'er's obsession before she died.
The Mo family is a very affectionate family, and they swear to protect their family and clan members to the death...
Tears kept falling. Dongfang Ningxin didn't know why he was crying at this moment. There was something in his heart that was blocked and swollen. It seemed that only tears could vent it out...
"Mo Yan, don't cry... In two days, my father and eldest brother will come here to see the old lady off for the last time. The old lady will understand why you can't come."
Ignoring Xue Tianao's blame, Mo Ze gently wiped away the tears from the corners of Mo Yan's eyes. Mo Ze's hands trembled, and the corners of his eyes slid across Dongfang Ning Xin's belly. Mo Ze felt slightly sour in his heart.
The sister he wants to protect for the rest of his life, the sister who shined at the Qionghua Banquet, the sister who is closest to him in the Mo Mansion, will become a mother in the blink of an eye, and she has a person who will accompany her for the rest of her life.
Man, she no longer needs her second brother...
"I'm going to see the old lady for the last time." Dongfang Ningxin nodded, apologetically, and accompanied by Xue Tianao, they went to the tent where the old lady's body was placed.
Two personal guards stood in two rows to guard.
"Miss Mo Yan, there is no resurrection after death. Don't be sad. The old lady is happy to be here with the young master."
Mozi looked at Dongfang Ningxin, who was overly sad, and immediately stepped forward to comfort him. They could not expect what happened to the ghost clan, but they had captured a woman from the ghost clan, and that woman was in the old lady's camp. They would take good care of her.
Entertain that woman and let her understand the Mo family's methods...
"Thank you, Uncle Mozi." Dongfang Ning nodded heartily, knelt in front of the old lady's body, and kowtowed three times. Xue Tianao did not take any action, and knelt down after him.
"Grandma, Mo Yan is sorry for you."
Dongfang Ningxin kowtowed and blamed herself. Looking at the cold, stiff and lifeless old lady, tears flowed down uncontrollably again. She knelt down next to old lady Mo. Dongfang Ningxin held Old lady Mo in her cold hands.
hands, weeping silently...
Grandma, do you know? Mo Yan is pregnant and you have a great-grandson. But it’s all Mo Yan’s fault that you can’t see your great-grandson being born...
Grandma, I'm sorry, it's because of this child that Mo Yan didn't take your safety into consideration...
Repenting over and over again, Dongfang Ningxin understood that she would always blame herself for the death of the old lady throughout her life.
Mo Zi shook his head. He understood Mo Yan's stubbornness. Instead of persuading, he stepped forward and put an iron box in his hand in front of Dongfang Ning Xin, trying to divert Mo Yan's attention and said respectfully:
"Miss Mo Yan, the old lady won't blame you. This is what the old lady asked me to hand over to the young lady."
"This is this?" Dongfang Ningxin looked at the box in Mozi's hand and was very surprised. How could the old lady bring these things when she was kidnapped here?
"Miss Mo Yan, this is your mother's relic. The last time you left Tianmo, the old lady gave it to me, saying that it would be handed over to you after a hundred years. Maybe the old lady has already realized that her end...
"After Mo Zi said this, he lowered his head. If it wasn't to comfort Mo Yan, he would never have said this.
What Mo Zi said was true. After all, Mrs. Mo was old and her body was getting worse day by day. Otherwise, she would not have died at the hands of the beautiful snake. The beautiful snake had no intention of killing Mrs. Mo at that time.
"Thank you, Uncle Mozi."
Dongfang Ningxin saluted solemnly, thank you for your concern, thank you for your comfort, and thank you for not blaming...
"Miss Mo Yan, the young master has an extremely open-minded temperament. He will never use the regrets that have happened to condemn himself. The dead are gone, and those who come can be chased. It is true that Miss Mo Yan takes care of herself, otherwise the old lady and the young master will have secret knowledge.
, but you will be angry..."
"Yes. Mo Yan, especially since you are pregnant now, you can't worry anymore." Mo Ze followed up and told the twelve Mozi people the news, and more importantly, the old lady...
"What? Miss Mo Yan has a child?" Mo Ze's words were like a boulder hitting him. The twelve Mo Zi people jumped up and looked around Dongfang Ningxin.
Miss Mo Yan has a child, and their son has a daughter...
"Yes, Uncle Mozi, Mo Yan has a child. I just learned the news on this battlefield just now. I think my father and mother should also know." Dongfang Ningxin choked up again.
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Maybe this was God's arrangement. It was on this battlefield that she learned that she had a child, so that her father Mo Ziyan and mother Yu Wan'er could also know at the first time that they had a grandson, and one of them was born with Mozi.
A child of the Yan bloodline came to the world...
"Great, great. If the young master knows this, he will definitely be very happy. At that time, the young master was thinking about Miss Mo Yan every day. Now that he knows that Miss Mo Yan has a child, he will definitely be very happy. The young master will be upgraded now.
Becoming a grandfather..."
The twelve Mozi people wept with joy, they were happy, so happy...
Looking at the twelve Mozi people who were as excited as children, Dongfang Ning smiled with tears in his heart. This child actually came just in time to offset their sadness, didn't it?
Dongfang Ningxin gently stroked her belly and looked at her belly lovingly:
"Son, don't worry, my mother will take good care of you and give you the best, even if it means sacrificing my life.
There is a price to pay for giving birth to the son of God. Mother doesn’t care. My child, please remember that you are a descendant of Mo Ziyan. Mother discovered your existence in this land, and you are destined to be extraordinary..."
At this moment, the brilliance of motherhood in Dongfang Ningxin was perfectly interpreted. At this moment, she quietly made a decision in her heart. Even if this child squeezed all the essence out of her body, she was willing, because she wanted to
Giving her children the best...
And this idea, Xue Tianao didn't know...
"Miss Mo Yan, you can be pregnant now, go down and have a rest, it's fine as long as we are here." The twelve Mozi people were even more exaggerated than their father-to-be, Xue Tian'ao, and surrounded Dongfang Ningxin, almost asking
:Miss, would you like some water? Miss, would you like something to eat...
"I..." I want to accompany the old lady.
Mo Zi interrupted him before he could say anything. "Miss Mo Yan, go down and have a rest. If the old lady knew that you were pregnant and still working so hard, she would definitely feel sorry for you. Moreover, this is what the lady left for you.
Don’t you want to take a look?”
Mozi pointed at the iron box on Dongfang Ningxin's left hand. There should be something in there that the lady didn't want everyone to know...
"Okay!" Dongfang Ningxin nodded, took the iron box in his hand, took a deep look at the old lady, and left reluctantly.
It was only a matter of time before she left. It would be better to leave now than to see the old lady cremated in front of her. In this way, she could deceive herself and say that the old lady was still in Tianmo, not with her father Mo.
Like Zi Yan, he will stay on this battlefield forever...
Grandma, Mo Yan is unfilial, I cannot and dare not stay to see you off on your last journey...