In the fight between him and Cang Yu sixteen years ago, although Cang Yu won and successfully kidnapped Mo Zihuang, he never thought of letting his children go.

During these sixteen years, he didn't believe that he had done nothing, otherwise how would he account for Mo Xiangjun's death and the extermination of his clan?

It's ridiculous that after all his scheming, he was instead schemed against by Long Yi and Mo Zihuang.

Sixteen years later, their sons and daughters are not only alive and well, but have also successfully completed the inheritance ceremony.

Just when he thought he had destroyed the Mo Clan, the proud son of heaven who had been in a coma for sixteen years came back and crushed him with one move. Long Yi was still as sinister as he was back then, and he still loved to torture people!

This time, even if Cang Yu doesn't die, he will probably fall from heaven to hell.

Would you dare to mess with this invincible cockroach, a scary man who will cut you into pieces as long as you give him a chance to survive?

He has been missing out on the love of his wife and children for sixteen years, so he must make up for it in the next few years. If you rush to take his daughter now, you are either asking for abuse or death.

After realizing this, Long Xiang, Long Xiao and the others temporarily gave up the idea. But if you want to say that they gave up, I'm afraid that's not possible. After all, the road ahead is still long, and who knows what will happen in the next second?

At the same time, the man admired by Long Haotian, under the guidance of Cang Yu, finally arrived at the forbidden land of the demon clan where Mo Zihuang had been trapped for sixteen years.

When the couple hugged each other for real after sixteen years, all the dragon servants who were watching could not help but shed tears. When they turned around to avoid them, they suddenly saw Cangyu who was casually left aside by their master. The anger that they had hidden for sixteen years suddenly erupted. Without thinking twice, the sixteen servants started punching and kicking Cangyu.

Poor Cang Yu was tied up by Long Yi with special ropes and could not move. The moment he landed on the ground, a barrier was set up around him. Therefore, even though he was in his own territory at this moment, facing such an attack, he could do nothing and could only endure the insulting attacks from all sides.

In the isolated small house in the center of the lake, Mo Zihuang's beautiful face was full of tears. She stretched out her hand and carefully stroked Long Yi's face, murmuring the same words over and over again.

"He has lost weight, my brother Yi has lost weight, brother Yi, it is really my brother Yi who has returned, am I dreaming?"

Long Yi also stared at Mo Zihuang with red eyes. He held her small face, which was the size of his palm, in his rough hands, caring for her carefully, caressing her, and rubbing his forehead affectionately against her smooth and delicate cheek.

"Huang'er, my little Huang'er, how could you be dreaming? I'm back, your brother Yi is back, I'm sorry, it's my fault, I made you wait for so many years, I'm sorry, I made you suffer..."

Mo Zihuang raised her head slightly, her beautiful face without a single flaw was filled with love and longing for him.

Her gaze fixed on him bit by bit, not missing a single spot, until her mind had engraved his appearance sixteen years from now bit by bit, and then she buried herself in his arms with a choked voice.

"It's not bitter, Zihuang, it's not bitter at all. The real bitter ones are you and the children. I am sorry for them and for you, Brother Yi. I am not a qualified mother, let alone a qualified wife. If it weren't for me, how could you and your son, father and daughter, be separated for sixteen years? Sixteen years, this is a cycle. You and I are no longer young, and I don't even know what my own child looks like."

When she was excited, Mo Zihuang burst into tears again. Long Yi caressed the tears on her cheeks with heartache and kept comforting her softly.

"Silly girl, the children won't blame you, and neither will I. We didn't do it on purpose. We had our reasons. They will forgive us. Be good, you've stayed here long enough, right? Can I take you away?"

Mo Zihuang looked at him excitedly: "Did you defeat him?"

Long Yi looked at her with amusement, "Of course, the same thing will never happen to us a second time. I've had enough of the pain of separation for sixteen years."

"Then what did you do to him?" Mo Zihuang suddenly thought of Cang Yu's fate and instinctively raised his head. His clear eyes were reflected in his deep pupils.

"How do you want me to deal with him? Should I cut him into pieces, or draw him into pieces? Or should we cut his tendons and lock him up in purgatory and torture him to death?"

With every word Long Yi said, Mo Zihuang's face turned paler, but if you asked her what exactly she wanted to do with him, Mo Zihuang was conflicted.

That's right, she hated Cang Yu, a hatred that went deep into her bones, but this man who had a deep hatred for her and her husband was the father of her child, her son. She had disappeared from his life for sixteen years. If even his father was gone now...

Mo Zihuang couldn't do this, so she simply buried her face in Long Yi's arms and shook her head gently.

"I don't know, Brother Yi, can you promise me one thing?"

"Do you want me to hand this person over to Mo Yin for processing?"

Mo Zihuang looked up in surprise, and finally forced a helpless bitter smile, "Sure enough, the person who knows me best in this world is you, Long Yi! Yes, that's what I think. Whether this person is handed over to me or you, his end will not be much better. Instead of holding him in our hands and letting us vent our anger, it is better to let Mo Yin deal with it himself. The child is already grown up and has the ability to make decisions. Only by handing him over to Mo Yin can he not regret it for the rest of his life."

"Do you really think so?"

Long Yi's raised eyebrow made Mo Zihuang feel a little uneasy and embarrassed: "Could it be that Brother Yi thinks that I have something against him?"

"Silly boy, look how scared you are. I was just saying this. You and I fought against this man, and we got dirty. Don't worry, I have already explained it. We don't have the final say on what happens to him, so you don't have to worry about it. Let's go home. This place has trapped you for sixteen years, why not burn it down!"

Mo Zihuang showed no expression at all. Seeing that she had no objection, Long Yi flicked his finger lightly, and a few flames instantly ignited the flying curtains. In just a moment, everything in the room was on fire.

Everything here was carefully arranged by Cang Yu. Mo Zihuang's heart was not on him. Even though she had lived here for sixteen years, she had no feelings for him at all. Therefore, when the fire gradually spread, her heart was relieved at once, and her tense face revealed a long-lost smile.