Hearing this, Mo Yan burst out laughing. "I've seen shameless people, but I've never seen anyone as shameless as you. You love Grandpa so you want to marry his grandson? You're a pervert!"
Kong Jiming, who was standing to the side, asked timidly, "How old is she?"
“Her?” Mo Yan smiled even more broadly, “What do you think she was 20 years ago?”
Mo Hua was already a grown woman back then, and she would often trick the young original owner into giving her money.
Kong Jimo: "..."
"Really old, and ugly too," Kong Jiming said matter-of-factly.
Therefore, although the Confucius family was upright, they still had a flaw: they were too straightforward.
"That's right. She's old and ugly, yet she still wants to marry Dad. She's truly the worst of the worst."
"You're talking nonsense. He said he'd be with one person for life, but he married another and had children. The sins of the father must be paid by the son. If the son can't do it, then the grandson will have to." Mo Hua didn't think she was wrong. Even if she was wrong, it was someone else's fault.
"Pah! You're dead, how can anyone wait for you? You're not a celestial being, why should anyone remain unmarried for you for life? They've moved on with their lives and let go of the past. It's you who's stuck in the past and refuses to move forward. What does that have to do with Mo Jiashi?"
What did he do wrong? Why did you drag him into this place, getting entangled in reality and dreams?
He thought he really was our father, working hard to earn money to support the family, doing everything a father should do; he was our father.
During those years, he truly did everything a father should do.
"Yeah, she has a happy family, and you actually want her grandson to be with you? You're so shameless."
Their back-and-forth banter enraged Mo Hua, who charged at Mo Yan recklessly, unleashing the Nine Yin White Bone Claw.
It really turned into a pile of white bones, and there were even fingernails on the bones.
Outrageous, absolutely outrageous.
Furthermore, their fingernails are highly poisonous; if you get hurt by them, you'll die.
Mo Yan grabbed a feather duster and started fighting with her, while Kong Jimo used the Merit Ruler to purify the resentment.
"Your merit ruler is for fighting ghosts, not for chanting scriptures." Are you kidding me? The Confucius family is so weak, they know nothing.
Upon hearing this, Kong Jimu rushed towards Mo Hua.
Although she was very strong, the Merit Ruler naturally suppressed evil energy, causing Mo Hua to be repeatedly defeated under the combined attack of the two.
"You actually ganged up on us, Mo Yan, do you have any shame?"
Have you forgotten our sisterly bond of so many years? Don't you even want to know if your grandfather is still alive?
After being kicked away again, Mo Hua touched her chest and looked at the two men.
“What we want is to destroy you. What’s the point of having any shame? My grandfather was killed by you a long time ago, so I won’t believe a single word you say.”
Mo Yan appeared directly in front of Mo Hua and struck her with a palm.
Mo Hua, once again like a kite with a broken string, widened her eyes and asked, "Don't you want to know about your grandfather?"
"I'd rather destroy you than believe you, then the truth will be revealed."
Does she need those lies? No, she doesn't. As long as she destroys them, she will naturally know the cause and effect.
"Mo Yan, you're the most heartless one. Let me tell you, we bled your grandfather dry back then... Hahaha..."
Mo Hua laughed, a wild laugh. She had been beaten so badly by the two of them that she could no longer gather ghost energy. If she was in such a bad state, Mo Yan wouldn't be either.
"Don't worry, I will also drain all the ghostly energy from your body, leaving you extremely weak."
The reason why ghosts are strong is because of their ghostly energy, and Mo Yan directly destroyed her ghost pearl.
Even if the result is that the enemy suffers a thousand casualties while the self suffers eight hundred, it is still a case of the enemy being injured a thousand times while the self is injured eight hundred times.
Just now, she purified her spiritual power to a certain level and directly attacked her ghost pearl.
Mo Yan was also injured by her; the poison entered her skin.
"Mo Yan, you don't think you can get out of here after hurting me and the two of you? My brother and my mother are waiting for you. I'm going to see how you die."
So what if her Ghost Pearl was destroyed? Mo Yan herself wasn't much better off. Her mother had no motherly affection for Mo Yan.
"I won't let you hurt her!"
Just then, a man's voice rang out from outside the door.
Mo Yan took a step back and looked over.
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