The seventh floor is all VIP wards, so most of them are rich people who know him.
It was already embarrassing, cold sweat broke out on Mr. Mo's back, but he had to grit his teeth and persist.
The man in front of him didn't speak, he really didn't dare to get up.
Although the Mo family has been a Xuanmen family for hundreds of years, and is even the leader of the five existing Xuanmen, he can boast that he can be superior to everyone if he wants to.
But only in the human world.
In front of Emperor Fengdu, the Lord of the Underworld, he was like being scanned by an X-ray in a hospital. Everything from his hair to the seams of his bones could be clearly seen.
For all the things he has done over the years, even if the Lord of Hell from the Tenth Palace comes, he might be able to fool him if he can think of a way.
But the one who came was the Lord of the Underworld.
What is the Lord of the Underworld?
Everything in the underworld is under the control of the Lord of the underworld.
The world only knows that "The King of Hell tells people to die at the third watch, and never leaves anyone alive until the fifth watch." They never know that the Lord of the Underworld can lay his hands on not only the living people who die now, but also all the dead people of a family that can be traced. The ancestors will also suffer the consequences.
The old man of the Yan family, Yan Yi, had told him in a dream that in recent years, the Lord of the Underworld was irritable and willful. For example, all the ancestors of the Gu family would be liquidated following the vile things Gu Xingbo did.
Ask why?
The Lord of the Underworld’s answer is simple: It’s the father’s fault if he fails to raise his children!
The laws of the world have changed to this day, and there is no harm to future generations.
The rules of the underworld have never changed. From birth to death, if a person can live a normal and healthy life, it is the virtue accumulated by his ancestors.
Like Huo Chenling, who pushed the Huo family to the heights of being the first family in China was not just his efforts alone, but also the efforts and sacrifices of the Huo family's ancestors.
That is because the ancestors have merit and virtue, and the descendants are very successful. With the blessing of these two things, it is difficult for the Huo family to decline.
If Huo Chenling had not met Ming Zaizai, he would have died in vain because of the Zhang family's calculations.
pity……
Mr. Mo lowered his head, his heart full of regret.
It's not that I regret the things I've done over the years, but that I didn't find out immediately that the little princess from the underworld had actually come to the world.
At the same time, he complained about Yan Yi, who had already reported to the underworld.
Yan Yi never mentioned such a big thing to him.
There was also no sound from the Nine-Headed Bird.
Mr. Mo suppressed the anger in his heart and tried his best to empty his mind and not pay attention to the whispers next to him.
After getting through this, as for those who are watching the excitement and causing trouble...he has plenty of ways to shut them up.
As a result, the elevator door opened, and a large group of people hurried out.
The movement was so loud that even Mr. Mo, who was kneeling on the ground with his mind empty, was awakened and subconsciously looked up.
At this sight, a breath was held in his throat, and he almost sent himself away.
What a big group of people!
Lots of cameras!
Long guns, short cannons, everything you need!
Men and women, with various media credentials hanging around their necks, rushed out of the elevator in a swarm.
"Take pictures quickly!"
"Speed up! We must get the first-hand news!"
"Jiang Best Actor! That's Jiang Best Actor! The son is real! The woman must be real too! I don't know why she admits the existence of the son, but refuses to admit the son's mother! Hurry! I heard that the whole process is filmed on this floor , don’t let go of even a single bit!”
"I know, I know! After all, if you get first-hand news, your annual salary and bonus will be multiplied several times!"
"Yeah!"
Mr. Mo: "..."
What are they talking about?
Which one will be the best actor?
What son and woman?
The wealthy people watching all looked confused.
These reporters were not here for Mr. Mo.
A little disappointed!
After all, the Mo family has always been superior, and most of them have been to the Mo family before, hoping that Mr. Mo can help with feng shui and the like.
But... after spending hundreds of millions, it was the heirloom disciples of the Mo family who took action.
Even if Mr. Mo doesn't take action himself, then Mo Shaojiang, who has the best heritage of the Mo family, can do it.
As a result, for so many years, the Mo family said that Mo Shaojiang must be missing.
Are you angry?
Mad!
But there are people to ask for. After all, although the family does not have a throne to inherit, the family fortune of billions or tens of billions still wants to be passed down.
The rumors are true. The richer you are, the more you believe them.
After all, it’s better to believe that it exists than to believe that it doesn’t exist!
Spend some money to do some things, check the feng shui, and the "kingdom" will be stable. They are not short of money, so naturally they will find experts!
But the masters are too condescending. They spend money and still have to suffer.
I was so angry that I didn't even dare to fart.
After all, if an expert touches their little finger, problems may arise in their "kingdom".
At this moment, they saw a swarm of swarms rushing out of the elevator, carrying various cameras and taking pictures of the reporters. The rich people were extremely happy.
shoot!
Shoot hard!
Shoot in the face!
The man kneeling on the ground was the old man of the Mo family who was beyond their reach and wished they could sacrifice him. He was now the helmsman of Xuanmen!
How awesome!
Doraemon!
How amazing!
Zaizai, who was nestled in the arms of the underworld boss, was stunned.
This was the first time the little guy came into contact with so many cameras in real life. They were flicking at them in a seemingly endless manner.
Although Zaizai was stunned, he still subconsciously gathered his strength on his fingertips for the first time, and gently tapped the back of Pluto's father's vest.
Shoot it!
Half of the nine-headed bird has been refined for the most part, and her injuries are getting better.
It’s too easy to just block out these things in the human world.
The underworld boss started to stiffen.
After all, the injury was too serious, and he had pulled himself away to plug the cracks in the underworld before. It was really an old injury plus a new injury, and he was injured again without being healed. It was a weak stroke.
Just now I almost turned around to go back to the room with my baby girl in my arms, but before I could turn around, I noticed my baby girl's little movement.
The underworld boss stood up straight in an instant. He was already very tall, and his aura was now full. Even with a sick look on his face, he was still noble and unattainable.
At first glance, the reporters began to unconsciously turn away from the camera pointed at his face, for fear of upsetting the other party.
The camera subconsciously moved down, so Mr. Mo, who was kneeling on the ground, was caught off guard and entered the country from all directions.
Mr. Mo, who raised his head and looked in the direction of the elevator in shock, had a completely blank mind.
A string of national curses flashed through my mind, and finally turned into a huge question mark.
What kind of black-hearted thing did it?
This is a sin!
Huo Sijin looked at it and subconsciously looked towards the deepest part of the floor.
After all, he had heard a lot of what the reporters had just said. The young general’s zombie father was actually here?
And he still had a tryst with the "junior's mother"!
Seeing the eldest brother turning his head to look towards the end of the corridor, Zai Zai also looked over there.
"Brother, is Uncle Jiang really here?"
She asked very quietly, and Huo Sijin was right next to the underworld boss, so she heard her clearly.
"This... big brother doesn't know either."
The underworld boss said lazily: "Here he comes."
Zaizai was surprised: "Dad, why didn't Zaizai know?"
The underworld boss curled up his lips, revealing an extraordinarily gentle and doting smile on his overly morbid face.
"I just came here and deliberately concealed my aura, so Zaizai didn't notice it."
Huo Sijin thought that Uncle Jiang was here to see the young general, so he couldn't help but ask.
"Uncle Ming, uncle, come here..."
The underworld boss smiled lightly: "Meet me."
Huo Sijin: "..."
Mr. Mo, who has a blank mind but a sharp ear and eyesight: "..."
Here he is!
He's right here!
What the hell...
