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Guan Yongmei trembled intensely for a long time before she finally got up. She reached out her hand and slowly grabbed the blade, holding it tightly in her hand.

"A'Mei, what are you doing?" Mo Yong Zhong seemed to have sensed her intentions and shouted loudly.

"Mom …" Mom, you, you … What are you doing, put it down, put the knife down... I... "I'm your son after all. I'm your biological son …"

The Ink Dragon was scared out of its wits. Its eyeballs seemed like they were about to pop out of their sockets. It stared at the blade in Guan Yongmei's hand.

Guan Yongmei's face was covered in tears, but she said, "Son …" Mom, I don't want to be like this … She really didn't want to. "Don't blame me for going down the path to the Yellow Springs. If you want to blame someone, blame your father for not being able to protect us …"

An Qian was stunned by the scene that played out in front of her.

She originally thought that Guan Yongmei would at least stay in a stalemate with Mo Yeyue for a period of time before raising her knife to stab herself in the heart. After all, as mothers, there were a few who were willing to watch their sons die in front of them, let alone personally kill them.

An Qian felt that if one day someone forced him to do this, as long as it could be exchanged with her child's life, she would definitely choose to die without hesitation.

However, she never thought that Guan Yongmei would be so selfish and shameless.

He was willing to personally kill his own son, Mo Yelong, in order to protect his own life.

"May, do you know what you're doing? Xiaolong is our biological son, are you crazy! " Mo Yong Zhong never imagined that his beloved woman would hold a sharp knife in her hand and extend it towards his son.

Guan Yongmei's entire being seemed to have changed as she stared at the ink dragon nervously. Even her eyeballs were unmoving.

"Brother Zhong, I love you too much. I can't be separated from you even for a second!" Forgive me for having to do this, I just... I can't leave you … "

An Qian despised him in her heart.

This woman was clearly a greedy person who feared death, yet she said it in such a noble manner. Who knew what that old fool, Mo Yong Zhong, would think this time.

In the end, it really did give An Qian a big shock.

The anger on Mo Yong Zhong's face was instantly transformed into pity and love. But even so, this man still couldn't bear for her to do so. No matter what, he would not bear to have his woman kill his children.

He said earnestly, "A'Mei, put the knife down. I'll stay with you no matter what happens. If they want to give birth to us, we will live together. If they die, we will die together. "That way, you won't leave me."

An Shuang was so angry that she wanted nothing more than to snatch the blade from Guan Yongmei's hand and stab him in the heart.

This was the ancestral hall, and Mother Mo's memorial tablet was placed on it. Not only did he not feel any guilt at all, he was even thinking about a woman who was worse than a dog!

This scene could really infuriate someone to death!

She raised her eyebrows and looked at Mo Yeyue. However, he discovered that his countenance was still as impassive as ever, as calm as ever. In fact, it wasn't affected by Mo Yong Zhong's words and actions in the slightest.

He still had that god-like face and the corner of his mouth curled into a faint smile.

At this moment, An Qian finally understood that his father's men had long since died in Mo Yelan's heart. As Mother Mo left hatefully, she disappeared.

The Mo Yong Zhong in front of him was nothing more than a leather bag with the same face as his father. Whether it was life, death, decline, or honor, all had nothing to do with him!

"Ah Mei …" Put the knife down and stab me in the face... I'll go first... "So, after that, you will follow me here …"

Mo Yong Zhong continued speaking. From the expression on his face, it could be inferred that he was giving it his all today. He really did not want to live. It seemed that as long as it was able to save his wife and children, he was willing to die.

However, this was too unfair!

Could it be that Qin Yan, Ye Feng and Ye Han were no longer his wives or children?!

"If you want to die, go die …" You old bastard, it was all your doing to cause me to fall into this situation … I don't want to die yet, why should I die … Why! I clearly still have a chance to live … "

It was unknown whether it was because Guan Wu Mei had been forced or because he was truly angry. These words deeply shocked Mo Yong Zhong.

He unbelievably opened his mouth wide and his withered yellow eyes stared at Guan Yongmei's face for a long time, unable to recover for a long time.

The Ink Dragon was truly frightened to death. It was a pity that he was tied up by so many things. Otherwise, he would have taken the sharp blade from his mother and stabbed Guan Yongmei to death with it.

He also stared with a pair of incomparably terrified eyes as he gasped for air, desperately trying to dodge, and his feet kept on kicking wildly.

"No …" No, you old witch, you will die a horrible death... I'm your son, and you can do it... "You shameless little bastard …"

It really was a big play!

Seeing how they were always in love with each other and the deep love between mother and son, and then looking at the scene playing out in front of them, it was truly a plot twist as the plot went through a series of twists and turns!

"Son, mother has let you down! This time, you're going to help Mom. After all, your life was brought to this world by your mother. After you die, your mother will definitely bury you alive! The women you like, the things you like, the countless gold and silver ingots, Mom will burn them all for you! "

The Black Night Dragon's face was ashen.

Finally, he heard the sound of Guan Yongmei's voice.

"Ahh!"

"AHH!" "Ahhh!" The Ink Dragon let out a blood-curdling screech!

An shallowly felt as if a bloody star had appeared in front of her eyes. Guan Yongmei's sword had already been raised up into the air, and the blade fell down as it fiercely stabbed into the heart of the Mo Yelong!

"Ah …" No... "Don't..." The Ink Dragon fell to the ground, its body spasming in pain.

Guan Yongmei pulled out her blade, and black blood spurted out of it. Amongst them, a few drops landed on Guan Yongmei's detestable face, giving off the appearance of bloodthirsty and malicious witches.

"Ah Mei!" Mo Yong Zhong saw his own son being killed by the woman he loved deeply, and roared out in rage. He held onto his chest, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"No, don't kill me …" "Don't..."

At this moment, the Ink Night Dragon was still alive. He opened his pale eyes of a dying man and wept and begged.

"Mom …" No, don't kill me... No! "Your son is wrong, your son shouldn't have cursed you earlier …"

"Ah!" Guan Yongmei couldn't care so much. She raised her hand and stabbed again.

The Ink Night Dragon was dead!

He died miserably at the hands of his birth mother!