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Chapter 280

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Mo Xing Chen helplessly laughed dryly and said, "Nephew Dong's saber is naturally a divine weapon." As he spoke, he received the sheathed saber, but suddenly felt his wrists fiercely drop down. Greatly startled, he hastily circulated his elemental energy to support the saber, so as not to embarrass himself on the spot. However, he was also shocked.

What saber? So heavy?

With a clang, the saber was pulled out. Instantly, a cold black light shot out in all directions, filled with killing intent. It was as if the temperature of the entire Mo clan had dropped by a dozen degrees.

The entire saber was without any ornaments! Very plain! But, the saber's edge was short, and the back of the saber was as thick as a mountain. The saber's shape was smooth, and one could tell at a glance that this was a murderous weapon!

Under such a saber, even a sledgehammer would be sliced in half!

"This saber, even without any strength, can cut through iron like mud! Its sharpness is not inferior to the 'Dreaming of a Gentle Dance Saber' that my boss gifted to Miss Xiao Wu … "Dong Wu Shang said meaningfully.

"'Dreaming of a Gentle Dance Saber'" Mo Xing Chen was shocked. At this point, he was already eighty percent convinced of Dong Wu Shang's words. He actually knew the name of that saber …

"What a good saber …" Mo Xing Chen held the saber lovingly, his heart reluctant to part with it. But, such a saber, could only be used by the Black Saber Clan. If it was in the Mo clan … Even if a King level master used it …. he would not be able to use it!

It was too heavy!

Dong Wu Shang received the saber, and smiled contentedly, "This saber was gifted to me by my boss."

Mo Xing Chen was shocked again.

His heart's understanding of his mysterious boss's abilities deepened. A 'Dreaming of a Gentle Dance Saber', and such a peerless treasure saber ….

What kind of background did he have, to be able to casually gift such a heavenly weapon that could shake the world? Furthermore, he gave away two of them at once?

'Dreaming of a Gentle Dance Saber' was given to Miss Xiao Wu because of the two words' Qing Wu 'in her name. "Dong Wu Shang said solemnly," Uncle Mo, please do not disappoint the two words' Qing Wu '. "

Mo Xing Chen forced a smile, an indescribable feeling in his heart.

"I'm going to check on Xiao Wu. Boss asked me to bring something for her." Dong Wushang chuckled and said, "These are all things to coax children. Uncle Mo, go ahead and do your work. I'll be leaving in a while, so I won't specially bid farewell to you."

Mo Xing Chen solemnly nodded his head, his heart in turmoil.

If Dong Wushang knew about Xiao Wu's misfortune in the clan, would he …

Dong Wushang entered Mo Qingwu's small courtyard and spoke to her for a while. Under Mo Qingwu's innocent and puzzled gaze, Dong Wushang moved closer to her small, sparkling ear and whispered, "Don't ever tell anyone about your Big Brother Chu Yang's appearance. If anyone asks you, no matter who it is, don't tell anyone, okay?"

"Why?" Ying Qingwu blinked her big eyes.

"Sigh, you'll bring great danger to your Big Brother Chu Yang … He might die!" Dong Wu Shang said.

'He might die!' These few words had thoroughly frightened Mo Qing Wu!

"I won't tell you!" The little loli fiercely nodded her head with a determined expression. The bow on her head buzzed as she nodded her head …

Dong Wushang left.

Mo Xing Chen thought for a long time and finally decided to look for his daughter to ask about the situation.

"Xiao Wu, the person who saved you that day, what did he look like?" Mo Xing Chen sat beside Mo Qingwu and asked gently, "He saved you, it's a great kindness. We have to think of a way to repay him."

"I … forgot …" Mo Qingwu blinked her eyes.

"Forgot?" Mo Xing Chen was startled.

"Yes." Mo Qingwu nodded her head vigorously. "I really forgot."

Mo Xing Chen wanted to ask more, but he saw a deep sense of fear and hatred in his daughter's eyes! He couldn't help but tremble all over, his whole body weak.

Such a look of fear and hatred was clearly because she saw him!

She looked at her biological father as if she was looking at a life and death enemy!

She was still a child! A little girl! Even now, she was only ten years old.

Why did she have to endure so much pain?

Mo Xing Chen's heart softened as he stretched out his hand, intending to caress his daughter. However, Mo Qing Wu's body trembled violently as she looked at her father in alarm. She shrank back a little, avoiding her father's hand.

Mo Xing Chen's hand stopped in mid-air. His eyes flashed with pain.

Then, he gently retracted his hand and let out a long sigh.

How could he not know, the cold treatment these days, compared to before, was like heaven and earth, had already caused an indelible wound to Mo Qingwu's young heart!

Mo Xing Chen could totally imagine, these days, would be unforgettable for his daughter. Even her personality would change greatly, and she would never be able to walk out of this pain for the rest of her life!

But he could only do so. Because he was the clan head of the Mo clan!

What he considered, was forever the interests of the Mo clan as a whole, forever the survival of the Mo clan, and never the kinship of a father!

Sitting in this position, he could no longer have any kinship.

What Mo Xing Chen didn't know was, Mo Qingwu's heart was actually still yearning for her father's caress; she had always longed for that warm embrace.

Her retreat just now, was only because the recent experiences had made her feel inferior and subconsciously avoided; it was also because of a little girl's pique. But if Mo Xing Chen reached out his hand again, Mo Qingwu would definitely throw herself into her father's embrace and cry to her heart's content.

She had been longing for this embrace where she could cry for a long time. Even in her dreams, she was being hugged by her father …

But when she saw Mo Xing Chen's hand stop in the air for a while and retract it, Mo Qingwu was completely in despair.

Really, he's not even willing to hug me?

After the visits of Ji Mo, Luo Ke Di, and Dong Wu Shang, who could be said to be outsiders, Mo Qingwu could especially feel her father's alienation towards her!

Mo Qingwu's beautiful big eyes were filled with a deathly grey of despair. Her delicate red lips also became pale at this moment, without any color.

At this moment, she remembered Dong Wu Shang's words.

Because if they know, your Brother Chu Yang will most likely die!

Sure enough, after Brother Wu Shang left, father came to inquire about Brother Chu Yang.

He didn't come to see me at all, but to get news about Brother Chu Yang from me, to kill him …

Mo Qingwu suddenly felt her heart turn into ice!

She looked at the person closest to her with hatred. Her heart was only screaming madly: Why? Why are you so unfair to me? Why are you so cruel to me? There are already very few people in this world who are willing to treat me well. Why do you still want to hurt my Brother Chu Yang?

Do you want no one in this world to treat me well before you are satisfied?

Mo Qingwu lowered her head, not moving at all.

"Little Wu, go to the room. It's cold outside. " Mo Xing Chen sighed deeply, lowered his head and said, "Don't run around. If you have time, learn needlework from your mother."

This was the longest sentence he had said to his daughter in a long time.

He was not without concern.

He had finally given up on getting information from his daughter. Just let his daughter have a beautiful memory. As for the future, let's talk about it in the future.

However, his last words made Mo Qing Wu even sadder. Learn needlework.

"I know." Mo Qingwu said in a low voice, extremely disappointed. Then, she slowly turned around and walked into her room step by step. She lowered her head, never lifting it up. Her small figure walked all the way into the room, never turning back.

With a smack, a big teardrop fell on the stone steps in front of the door. Then, Mo Qingwu entered her room and gently closed the door behind her.

The two doors slowly closed, but it seemed that … the door of Mo Qingwu's heart was also completely closed at this moment.

She shut her home, shut this world out!

From now on, this heart was sealed in ice!

Mo Xing Chen stared at the closed door in a daze. He suddenly felt a wave of pain in his heart just now, as if he had vaguely felt that he had already lost his daughter.

It seemed that once his daughter closed the door, she would never open it again in this lifetime.

He shook his head and expelled this absurd emotion from his mind. He smiled bitterly in his heart: How is this possible? She's still a child. She's just a little girl who has just turned 10 years old …

Then he turned around and walked out, walking very quickly.

Mo Qingwu's' Dreaming of a Gentle Dance Saber 'was actually a gift from a big figure. This matter must be discussed with the clan elders immediately. We must not make a strong enemy because of this …

We must discuss a foolproof plan with the elders. In case that big figure comes knocking on our door, not only must the clan think of a way to keep the 'Dreaming of a Gentle Dance Saber', it would be best to use Mo Qingwu's relationship to add a powerful alliance to the clan …

This was also the only and biggest use of her 'heart of a woman', right?

Mo Xing Chen came to the Elder Pavilion and explained his intentions.

When he mentioned Dong Wu Shang's words, the clan's Grand Elder Mo Wu Xin chuckled. He slanted his eyes and said, "Just based on this Second Young Master Dong's one-sided words, you, the Clan Head of the Mo Clan, are shaken?"

"This … this should not be fake!" Mo Xing Chen said, "From the beginning, it can be seen that Xiao Wu must have been saved by an expert. And the 'Dreaming of a Gentle Dance Saber' is definitely not something that an ordinary person can take out. "

"That may not be so." Mo Wu Xin said, "However, we cannot be careless about this matter. We can only wait and see, and wait for the arrival of that expert. If we can take it for our own use, it would be a wonderful thing. "

"Hmm, before that, should we first hand over the 'Dreaming of a Gentle Dance Saber'?" Mo Xing Chen probed.

"Just based on this Second Young Master Dong's few words, you actually want to hand over that peerless treasure saber to a trash without any future? If this is the Dong Clan's conspiracy, and their goal is to seize the treasure saber, then what? "

Mo Wu Xin rolled his eyes and said, "If that's the case … do you know what the consequences will be? You must know that the Dong Clan is also known as the Black Saber Clan. They are the true experts in saber use! "

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