[Mo Mao] You don't know me

If fate is exhausted, talk about how to live.

In the eyes of others, Mu Xuan is handsome, gentle, upright and chivalrous. He is a rising star who Zhengdao has heard of for a long time but has never seen him. He will always be called Mu Shaoxia, but what about Mo Yu?

Call him Momo or Silly Momo most of the time, and sometimes call him a little bastard in a fit of exasperation.

That's right, the little bastard.

Maybe in Xie Yuan's view, Mu Xuanying is a good and obedient boy, but Mo Yu has seen him act like a willful mess, so he would say that he is actually a little bastard.

Obviously I escaped behind your back, obviously I cheated and kidnapped you and brought you up with all my heart, but in the end you ran away with that old bastard Xie Yuan, what is it if you are not an ungrateful little bastard?

In his previous life, the only time he formally called Mu Xuanying by name was before his death. At that time, he said to Mu Xuanying, "Mu Xuanying, you owe me a lot, so you don't have to pay it back."

He thought, he begged for his whole life, so let it be, don't continue, it should have been like this long ago.

When I got here, even the last trace of unwillingness was gone, and I was like a stranger.

Mo Yu was very satisfied with this situation, he was always selfish, the only time he was not, and he suffered a big fall because of this, how could he make such a mistake a second time.

But Mu Xuanying died.

Mo Yu took a deep breath, and was just about to greet Mo Shazai who was next to him, when a small soft body bumped into him, and the doll in his arms fell off immediately, and the bun that he bit into was just so coincidental Fall on the doll.

Mo Yu looked down at the smirking doll on the ground and didn't make a sound.

Seeing all this, Mo Sha suddenly felt bad, the young master was afraid that he was going to start a killing spree.

However, Mo Yu didn't do anything, he just glanced at the boy who was hiding the crying child behind him while guarding him, turned around and left.

He thought, how did Mu Xuanying feel when he destroyed the doll in front of Mu Xuanying?

What a retribution, if Mu Xuanying couldn't keep it, he couldn't keep it either.

Looking over the withered old man beside him, Mo Yu stopped and handed over an ingot of gold.

"What does this chivalrous man want to count?"

"Forget it, let's go to the next life."

Yu Banxian did not accept the gold handed over by Mo Yu, but looked at the rag doll not far away that had been trampled dirty by passers-by, his eyes were calm, as if he didn't see Mo Sha's wink, "If the fate is over, what will happen next. "

Suddenly, Mo Yu's heart ached, his chest was churning, and he vomited out a mouthful of blood.

"Master!"

Mo Yu waved his hand to signal Mo Sha not to worry, propped up his body and stood up, and without embarrassing Yu Banxian, he took Mo Sha and left Yangzhou City.

He hasn't found Mu Xuanying's body yet, so of course nothing will happen.

Yu Banxian behind him looked at the backs of the master and servant, shook his head and walked over to pick up the dirty doll.

"Young people nowadays don't even have any patience..."

If fate is exhausted, talk about how to live.

If the fate is not over, why the afterlife.