Long meaning

As soon as Cang Zhen said this, Mo Lingsu took a deep look at Cang Zhen. "Young Master Cang Zhen doesn't know that the whole family of Wuwu's adoptive father was killed by Qin Huo. A few days ago... even the only blood of his Xie family...is uncertain."

"So that's the case, I was overthinking." Cang Zhen smiled apologetically.

"Mr. Cang Zhen has a heart to help the world, and has a heart to guard against evil, which is understood by the inferiors, but many things are also special, such as killing thoughts, not all killing thoughts are evil." Liu Yunzhou said.

"Lord Liu, don't think too much, I'm just talking like this." Cang Zhen said.

"The third brother and the little brother Wuwu have just woken up. It's almost noon, and they haven't had their breakfast yet, so let them have some food first." Liu Yunzhou said.

"Unintentionally, are you hungry, let me get you something to eat?" Mo Lingsu said softly.

"Yeah." Xie Wuwu replied.

Mo Lingsu stood up, thinking about the people in the room. "Unintentionally, the residual poison in his body has not been cleared, please don't disturb his rest, what's the matter, can we talk about it later?"

"What the third brother said is, let's go out first!" Huan Yu took the lead and pulled Xiao Mingyu out of the room.

Someone took the lead, and the others naturally couldn't keep it, and they all followed out of the room.

After everyone left, only Mo Lingsu and Xie Wuwu were left in the room. Mo Lingsu sat on the edge of the bed and sighed softly. "No intention?"

"Yeah!" Xie Wuwu replied with a downcast face.

"I made an agreement with your second brother. If one of you is gone, the other person will take care of you and take revenge." Mo Lingsu said.

"I don't need to take care of you." Xie Wuxin raised his head. "But revenge must be avenged."

"I understand how you feel. Don't worry, Qin Huo will always pay for his blood." Mo Lingsu said.

"Those people just now seem to be very familiar with you. Your name is Big Brother and Second Brother?" Xie Wuwu asked.

"I'll tell you about this later when you're full, okay?" Mo Lingsu said.

"Hmm!" Xie Wuwu said.

"Unintentional?" the demon called again.

"Huh?" Xie Wuwu asked.

"Don't go back on what you said, okay?" Mo Lingsu was trying to approach Xie Wuwu while speaking.

Xie Wuwu raised a hand to hold Mo Lingsu, not letting him approach. "Lingsu, I'm in a mess right now."

"I..." Mo Lingsu was a little frustrated.

"Give me some time." Xie Wuwu said.

Mo Lingsu let out a long sigh. "Okay." Then he got up and walked to the door, then looked back at Xie Wuwu who was on the couch, and then walked out of the room.

Mo Lingsu went downstairs and ordered Xiaoer to prepare some easy-to-digest food, then he found a place to sit down and waited, and was about to drink tea when he saw a person sitting down in front of him.

"Brother?" Mo Lingsu put down his teacup and called out.

"I'm afraid the third brother doesn't have much time to take care of little brother Wuwu." Liu Yunzhou said.

"Brother, what do you mean by this? But something happened to Mojiazhuang?" Liu Yunzhou would have said that, except for what happened to Mojiazhuang, Mo Lingsu couldn't think of anything else.

"Just now when we went to your room, we wanted to tell you that many people from the famous Jianghu faction came much sooner than we imagined. I am afraid that a large number of people will come to Mojiazhuang to ask for someone in at most three days." Huan Yu road.

"I want someone? Who do I want?" Mo Lingsu asked in surprise.

"Young master of the beggar gang, the son of the head of Wudang, the eldest disciple of Emei, the son of the head of Huashan, and probably several other disciples." Liu Yunzhou said.

"They have never had any contact with Mojiazhuang, who do they want from Mojiazhuang?" Mo Lingsu frowned, puzzled.

"These people all disappeared one after another, and they all received similar messages after they disappeared," Liu Yunzhou said.

"The left word is related to Mojiazhuang?" Mo Lingsu finally understood what Huan Yu meant.

"Yes." Liu Yunzhou said.

"It must be Qin Huo's work." Mo Ling said solemnly.

"He first used the mass burial mound to give Mojiazhuang a good reputation among martial arts people, and now he went to rob relatively important people from various sects. His intentions are unpredictable!" Liu Yunzhou said.

"I'm afraid he wants to use Mojiazhuang to lure those martial arts masters here to make a big fuss." After the voice fell, Huan Yu also walked over from the side and sat down.

"It seems that we not only need to deal with Qin Huo, but also find those missing people." Cang Zhen said.

"But these people come from different places, and they are far away from here. Where are we going to find them?" Mo Lingsu frowned suddenly as he said. "I don't know what the situation is at Mojiazhuang at this time. Since Qin Fu can attract people from the Jianghu sect to Mojiazhuang, he must have done something against Mojiazhuang."

"Third Brother, the people in Suyanlou are guarding outside Mo's Villa. They will report any news, so don't worry." Liu Yunzhou patted Mo Lingsu on the shoulder to comfort him.

"Thank you, brother." Mo Ling said sullenly.

"Third brother, don't worry too much. Have you forgotten what we are here for?" Huan Yu said.

"Of course I haven't forgotten, it's just that Qin Fu's decades of cultivation and his evil skills are so easy to deal with." Mo Lingsu said.

Just at this time, Mo Lingsu had just finished speaking, and the food prepared by the second child was ready, and it was delivered on a tray. Mo Lingsu was worried about Xie Wuwu, so he had to put the rest away first, and Huan Yu and Huan Yu. The two of Liu Yunzhou said their goodbyes, and went upstairs with their food.

When Mo Lingsu returned to the room again, Xie Wuwu was leaning against the railing of the bed in a daze, and he yelled several times before returning to his senses.

"Win Wu, you're hungry, let's have some soup first." Mo Lingsu took the soup bowl to the side of the couch, and wanted to feed Xie Wu Wu, but his right hand was still useless, and he was inexplicably embarrassed.

"I'll do it myself." Xie Wuwu naturally knew about Mo Lingsu's current situation, and was about to take the soup bowl from Mo Lingsu's hand, but Mo Lingsu refused to give it.

"I'll take it, you drink it yourself!" Mo Lingsu said softly.

Xie Wuwu was helpless, so he took the spoon and started to use the bowl of soft-shelled turtle soup in Mo Lingsu's hand, but he used it slowly, after a cup of tea, he almost used up the soup, Mo Lingsu Ling Su brought the porridge again, Xie Wuwu wanted to say that he had no appetite, but being watched by Mo Lingsu's earnest eyes, he had no choice but to continue to eat it slowly until the bottom of the bowl of porridge was gone.

Mo Lingsu put the soup bowl and porridge bowl back on the table, then returned to the couch, and wiped the corners of his mouth with a cloth towel for Xie Wuwu. "Unintentionally, are you enough, do you want to use something else?"

"Enough, no need." Xie Wuwu said softly.

"Unintentionally, I know you feel uncomfortable, but I still beg you not to be too sad, your body has not recovered yet." Mo Lingsu said.

"I will." Xie Wuwu said in a deep voice.

"That's good, I... will always wait for you." After Mo Lingsu finished speaking, he wanted to ask Xie Wuwu if he wanted to continue sleeping, but suddenly there was a gurgling sound from his stomach.

"You only care about me, don't you know how to use it first?" Xie Wuwu said.

"I... forgot." Mo Lingsu said timidly like a child who did something wrong.

"Fool." Xie Wuwu gritted his teeth, turned around and lay on his side on the bed, facing inward, so that Mo Lingsu could no longer see his face, let alone the struggling and tangled emotions on his face.