Chapter 1249

Mr. Mo Da's expression is extremely excited, go to the hand of grandma Lamo, but Grandma Mo dodges.

"Old lady, with the earth fire spirit bead, there is hope for words."

Feeling that the mood of MoMA and granny Mo fluctuated greatly, Ye Feng asked suspiciously, "Mr. Mo Da, what do you want to do with earth fire spirit beads?"

"I want to melt the ice on my son Mo Xinyan with the help of earth fire spirit beads, and revive..."

Mrs. Mo interrupted Mr. Mo with a sad face, and a line of old tears burst into her eyes: "don't say any more. He died 16 years ago and has been frozen for 16 years. It's impossible to revive again. Don't mention it again."

My uncle and grandfather suddenly rushed over and gave Mr. Mo a fist, which was full of momentum.

Mr. Mo Da's hands circle a row, will uncle and grandfather attack the fist to dissolve, also gush a angry face on his face.

"Wu Dashan, I have tolerated you for a long time. Don't think I'm afraid of you if I don't fight with you."

Uncle and grandfather named Wu Dashan, he sneered: "sixteen years, my sister has forgotten this matter, you mention the old thing again, make her sad, what is your intention?"

Mr. Mo Da was not angry but powerful. He had to fly in the wind and roared: "what is my purpose? I want to resurrect my words. What's wrong with me? Only earth fire spirit beads can melt the ice formed by ice beasts."

Mo Lingshan was watching, her eyes full of tears, silent.

Father Mo Zhiyan was ice beast ice into ice, has been placed in the ice heart Valley ice hole.

For 16 years, ever since Mo Lingshan knew that the man in the ice was her father, whenever she was unhappy, she would come to Bingxin Valley, not only to see her grandmother, but also to see her father in the ice crystal.

She would sit in front of Bingjing, and talk to her father with tears, as if he were still alive.

Mr. Mo Da's eyes were full of expectation: "old lady, master Ye is not only a master of profound skills, but also the most outstanding doctor in the world. Please let master ye see if Yan'er can be saved. If Lord Ye says that he can't be saved and there is no hope of saving his words in the world, I will die."

Ye Feng takes a glance at grandma Mo, who just tears silently. She doesn't want to save her son. But Mo Xinyan has been in the ice for 16 years. How can she be revived?

No one's sorrow is greater than the death of one's heart. This valley was originally no one's valley. Granny Mo named it Bingxin Valley and an ice cellar named Bingxin cave. The implication is that her heart is as cold as ice and there is no hope any more.

Therefore, when Mr. Mo Da mentioned that Ye Feng had earth fire spirit beads, grandma Mo's eyes first brightened and then became extremely sad.

Uncle and grandfather looked gloomy, said to grandma Mo: "sister, let him see the words, let him die of this heart."

Mrs. Mo wiped her tears, nodded and said to her uncle: "Dashan, take him. I'll clean up the room and prepare some necessary supplies. I can't stay here tonight. We'll stay in a hotel."

Mo Lingshan also wiped her tears and followed her grandmother: "grandma, I will accompany you."

Grandma stopped and lovingly touched the head of Mo Lingshan. Although her heart was painful, she felt warm again when she saw her granddaughter.

"Silly girl, don't cry, go and see your father for the last time."

"What do you mean, grandma?" asked Mo Lingshan in dismay

After so long with her grandmother, she knew her mind like the palm of one's hand: "if the earth fire spirit bead melts the ice on your father's body, it can't be frozen any more. That is to say, whether it can be revived or not, your father's body should be..."

Mo Lingshan seemed to understand why grandma would cry so sad.

She nodded and walked silently to the ice core cave.

Mr. Mo's face was bleak, but he was very firm: "Lord Ye, I am willing to do whatever it takes, even to be the leader of fangcunshan, as long as you can save my words."

"I'll have a look first. I'm the first to thaw a frozen man."

Ice core cave in the deepest valley, a huge stone built stone door, slowly opened.

As soon as the door was opened, a chill came.

Through the long passage, came to a cold air shrouded in the ice cellar, the ice makes people shiver, after a while, the hair is covered with frost.

Finally saw Mo Xinyan, Mo Zhiyan was frozen into ice in an instant, his eyes were still open, the pupil was still shining, like a crystal clear ice sculpture.

In front of the ice sculpture, there was a chair with several thick fur coats on it. It must have been like Mo Lingshan that Granny Mo often came down, dressed in a fur jacket, and sat in front of the ice sculpture, chatting with him, sharing sadness and happiness.

Seeing the frozen son, the muscles on Mr. Mo's face twitched a few times, and his old eyes became turbid. He said faintly, "son, father has brought Lord Ye to see you."

He looked and spoke as if his son were still alive.

Mo Lingshan showed a wisp of bitter smile: "Dad, Shaner also came to see you, you are lonely here."My uncle and grandfather shook his head helplessly. Although he was very angry with Mr. Da for making his sister sad and painful, he wanted to beat Mo Da for a meal, but he was also quite touched by the scene.

Ye Feng sighed in his heart, no matter who came to see it, he was dead at the moment when Mo Xinyan was frozen, but frozen in the ice, the body would not rot.

Mr. Mo Da, Mrs. Mo, and Mo Lingshan didn't want Mo Xinyan to leave like this. They always thought that he was still alive, but once the ice melted, it was necessary to make a decision whether to live or not.

Ye Feng looked dignified and took a look at Mr. Mo Da: "Mr. Mo Da, I can melt the ice with earth fire spirit beads, but I can't guarantee that he will survive."

There was a trace of hesitation in Mr. Moda's expression. He took a look at Mo Lingshan: "the old lady has agreed, and I have also agreed. Lingshan, he is your father. You have the right to decide whether to melt your father from the ice."

Mo Lingshan beautiful eyes rolling out of the crystal clear tears, her look firm: "I agree."

Mr. Mo Da was satisfied with his granddaughter's attitude and showed a look of approval.

"Well, master ye, you can melt this ice. My son is dead or alive. It's all destiny. As long as master Ye tries his best."

"You all go out, the space here is narrow, the power of ground fire spirit bead is amazing, I'm afraid it will hurt you by mistake."

"Let's get away from it."

At the request of Ye Feng, Mr. Mo Da retreated to the ice cellar.

Mr. Mo Da hugged his granddaughter, Mo Lingshan, and said, "my child, I have suffered you."

With a quiet smile on her face, Mo Lingshan said, "Shan'er knows that her grandfather is more hardworking than Shan'er, and the past will eventually pass. No matter what the result is, Shan'er is ready for it."

Touching her granddaughter's hair, Mr. Mo Da's eyes were moist: "Shan'er, I haven't seen you all night. You've grown up. I know how to comfort my grandfathe