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The fourth uncle of the author, Han Mo, a genius boy, was framed in his previous life.
He was reborn five years ago with deep regret and unwillingness. He reached the pinnacle of martial arts. Those who follow the decree of the law will live and those who rebel will die. The world will perish and I will be immortal. The sun and the moon will perish and I will not perish.
The heavens and myriad worlds will only be respected by the military. It’s like a lone boat floating in the turbulent waves.
There is a danger of the boat being destroyed at any time.
Hey, you, a waste, want to be Luo Xue’s husband.
The toad wants to eat swan meat.
It’s also Lin Tao’s ghost, but it has nothing to do with you. In a trance, he seemed to hear an arrogant voice.
Your idiot father is the same.
How dare you compete with my father for the position of the head of the Han family? Wrinkled tightly, his intuition told him that he hated the master of this voice, Hua Gong San’s poison is what we gave you, you are such a waste, so what if you know, the dark gate of hell is opening to you, goodbye, my Hanmo Little cousin, I was one of the best young geniuses in the Han family back then, hahaha, he vaguely saw an unscrupulous smiling face, a flash of bright color flashed across his pupils, and then there was boundless darkness. The resentment and hatred rose up in the sky, Han Mo sat up straight in a loud cry full of unwillingness, cold sweat was all on his forehead, and a piercing pain hit him.
Like an explosion, framed, murdered his father, seized his wife and insulted.
At this moment, images of shame began to flash in Han Mo’s mind. His heart was full of unwillingness and resentment. Five years ago, when he was fifteen years old, his fiancée Yan Luoxue because Outstanding talent was forcibly taken away by several women in white gauze who passed by Lieshan City Five years ago, Han Mo suddenly became jittery, his eyes widened, and his eyes were full of disbelief. In his memory, he should have been killed by Lin Tao and the others. Why is he still alive? What’s going on? It’s all so incredible.
He who was dead came back to life almost at the same moment, Han Mo immediately raised his arm, only to find that what he saw in his eyes turned out to be the hand of a child with delicate skin and tender flesh.
In the pain, he lowered his arm and dripped cold sweat on his forehead, obviously he was in great pain, but Han Mo didn’t feel any grievances, instead, he was all excited, ignoring the pain, reached out and touched the familiar road, and found the head of the bed That bulge, a cold and familiar feeling surged into his heart again, closing his eyes, Han Mo was able to draw all the lines on this bulge, he couldn’t help thinking On his eighth birthday, his mother suddenly disappeared. As a little kid, he had no choice but to clenched his fists and engraved four big characters in block letters on this raised place: “I want to become stronger” to motivate myself to practice martial arts.
As expected, I was reborn, all this is not a dream, Lin Tao, you wait, one day I will let you get retribution At this time, I heard a knock on the door and it squeaked. As soon as the door slammed, I saw a glare of sunlight and couldn’t wait to get in. A burly man in his thirties pushed the door and entered. His tall body stood at the door like a mountain.
The giant mountain can carry everything.
Han Mo stared at the figure in front of him in a daze.
He was at a loss for a moment. He had a thousand words in his heart, but he couldn’t utter a single word. It seemed like time had stopped running. This burly man was Han Mo’s father.
The current patriarch of the Han family, Han Wu, Moer, why are you up, lie down quickly, you are still injured? Seeing that Han Mo got up unexpectedly, and he still felt a little energetic, and he didn’t feel sluggish. Joy suddenly appeared on Han Wu’s face, Father Han Mo After all, he couldn’t hold back the sudden outburst of emotions that had been suppressed for countless years, and finally couldn’t hold back the words that were so lofty in his heart, almost in a dream. Although there were only two short words, he seemed to have exhausted his whole body.
What’s the matter with you, Mo’er? Han Wu was taken aback.
It was the first time he felt Han Mo’s emotions were so abnormal. He knew that Han Mo had to be strong since he was a child. Tears are nothing but Han Wu, he has no choice but to gently pat Han Mo’s back to comfort him.
His eyes are full of love and affection, caring for each other, and he is speechless. A great sense of happiness that has been lost and found surrounds Han Mo tightly. Tears are mixed with memories. In Han Mo’s memory, he was severely injured by the white-gauze woman who took Luo Xue away. During the recovery period, he was given the ancient poison of Hua Gong San, and he could only watch helplessly. Years of painstaking practice slowly turned into nothing, and his father, Han Wu, spent all his time trying to find the antidote for him, and finally he asked the second elder of the Han family to understand the medicine, but it was still a step too late. In the end, the medicine failed to cure Han Mo and became a useless person with no skills. Since then, the second elder has become the head of the Han family. In five years, Yan Luoxue was forced to marry by Lin Tao, the young master of Yuxiao Palace. Since he hanged himself to keep his innocence, he has never had a chance to see each other again. The young lord of Yuxiao Palace, Lin Tao, joined forces with the second elders to hunt down and kill Han Mo and his son Han Wuxiu. Two fists are no match for four hands