In the last days, love brain-killed the last god

"Plan ahead." Mo Gu turned into an entity and appeared in front of Wen Chenghua.

Wen Chenghua looked up at him and saw him with long black hair that reached his waist. The upper part of his hair was tied up with a transparent white jade crown, with an ink-colored gemstone inlaid in front of the crown.

He was wearing a black cross-collar robe, which was embroidered with complex patterns in gold. The shapes of several dragons could clearly be seen on the large embroidery in the middle.

He moved slightly, and his black hair was even a bit brighter than the black robe. It was like a swamp formed by ashes, so black that it could swallow everything.

Wen Chenghua glanced at that face and was slightly startled. That face looked a little like Wen Boyi.

No! It's Wen Boyi's face that looks like his face, four or five minutes more. The face in front of him is more delicate, a bit colder than Wen Boyi's face, but more beautiful, while Wen Boyi's face is Soft.

If you look carefully, you can see that there is something empty under his loose robe, as if he is missing a leg.

"Hey... why are you using my face again?" Wen Chenghua looked at that face, sighed and looked at Mo Gu and asked.

"Hee~"

Mo Gu smiled softly, and that face seemed to light up the entire dark room, making the scary room much brighter.

That face was like a treasure, so brilliant that it made people look silly. If you smiled for him, it would cost your own life.

"The most beautiful face in the world is this one. Besides, you can't use this face now, so why don't I use it."

Looking at his own face in another way, Wen Chenghua realized how beautiful that face was. Every movement and stillness were paintings, and every word and every line was poetry.

Knowing that it was his own face, Wen Chenghua couldn't help but take another look. He hadn't seen this face for so many years that he couldn't even remember it.

If he hadn't looked at Wen Boyi's face too many times, he might have forgotten what he looked like.

"Ha, is it the most beautiful?" Wen Chenghua smiled contemptuously, is it the most beautiful?

"That's because she doesn't know how to appreciate it... Well, she will definitely like it now. How can Wen Boyi solve it?"

It is not difficult for Mo Gu to change the topic and solve Wen Boyi, but it is much more difficult to solve Wen Boyi quietly.

"How many years has it been since I left the mountain?" Wen Chenghua stood up, his words filled with blood.

Mo Gu glanced at the broken corpses on the ground and chuckled, "Yes, we haven't seen real blood in many years."

"Mo Gu, are your legs already conscious?" Wen Chenghua asked, looking at Mo Gu's empty hem.

"I can't feel it. It's no longer under my control. It's just a leg. If it's crushed, wouldn't it be gone?"

……

"It's gone." Wen Boyi ignored the broken tea cup, his face as calm as a pool of stagnant water.

Wen Chenghua's thoughts were interrupted by Wen Boyi's answer. He came back to his senses and glared at Wen Boyue who was kneeling aside.

"No more? Wen Boyue, tell me!" Wen Chenghua looked at Wen Boyue, who was trembling on the blanket.

Oh, doesn’t Wen Boyue claim to be proud? It's only been a few days now and he's already so submissive.

"I...I don't know, I don't know anything..."

Wen Boyue was trembling all over. His clothes were already in tatters and could not even cover his private parts. He huddled on the ground, shaking like a quail in the snow.

Because Wen Boyi escaped twice, and he was punished countless times for not keeping an eye on Wen Boyi, he knew that his grandfather was no longer the grandfather he used to be.

"After all, he's your grandson, don't be frightened." Mo Gu said leisurely.

"Wen Boyi, where is your necklace?" Wen Chenghua stared at Wen Boyi's empty neck.

That necklace was Mo Gu's leg, and it was also his clue to find Wen Boyi.

"I lost it when I was on a mission." Wen Boyi replied calmly. He had been wearing the necklace since he was born. Wen Boyi didn't know its origin. Later, the necklace spoke on its own and said it was called Han Li.

Ten years ago, Han Li would never have returned to the Wen family.

It seems that there are many stories between them!

"Lost?" Wen Chenghua's mood became slightly calmer, but he was still angry.

"It's just an ordinary stone. Grandpa wants it?" Wen Boyi's forehead was bleeding. He raised his head and looked at Wen Chenghua, but his eyes were full of ridicule.

Wen Chenghua looked at Wen Boyi's expression and was stunned for a moment, then he remembered his plan with Mo Gu.

"A few days ago, I discovered a secret realm with some rare treasures for cultivation. Wen Boyi and Wen Boyue, you go with me. If you get the things, you can atone for your sins." There was little anger on Wen Chenghua's face. It seems that he is a grandfather who hates iron but cannot make steel, and has no choice but to educate his grandson.

Wen Boyi looked up at Wen Chenghua. He tried his best to pretend to be kind, but he didn't know that the murderous look in his eyes had already come out.

Wen Boyi knew that at this moment, his grandfather couldn't wait any longer. He would kill him now in less than ten years!

"Where is the secret place that grandpa said? Grandpa and I will go together."

Wen Boyi knew that his grandfather didn't care about the reason, and there was no need for him to break up. At least, his family would be safe this way.

Wen Chenghua laughed angrily at Wen Boyi's attitude, "Okay, okay, okay!"

Wen Chenghua was sure at this moment that Wen Boyi knew that he was going to take his life, but he still didn't care!

"You can go with me tomorrow. Wen Boyue, you can go too."

"Grandpa, I can go alone. After all, my cousin's powers are not very high, and his body is not recovering."

"Okay, Wen Boyue, you should cultivate yourself well."

After saying that, Wen Chenghua left without looking back. Only then did the people behind him dare to come forward.

"Xiao Yi..."

Looking at his wife who was holding her son and crying, Wen Jiaqi wanted to comfort him but didn't know where to start.

No matter how stupid Wen Jiaqi is, he knows that his father Wen Chenghua is no longer the Wen Chenghua he used to be.

However, he had no way to escape. As long as the blood of his family was flowing in his bones, he couldn't escape.

"Dad, Mom, please stay at home. I'll go with Grandpa and I'll be back soon."

"Xiao Yi, your grandfather has already..."

"mom!"

Wen Boyi loudly interrupted her mother: "Mom, I know that grandpa is no longer as obedient to me as before. He is strict with me, and that is for my own good."

"you……"

When Wen Jiaqi heard Wen Boyi's words, he looked up at his son's face. He obviously knew it, and he knew it earlier than he did.

"Dad, Mom, you must work hard to improve your abilities. You and Xiao Fei will wait for me to come back."

Wen Boyi said nothing more, but everyone present knew that they went together.

However, the person who came back was either Wen Chenghua or Wen Boyi, and it was impossible for them to come back together.