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Chapter One Hundred and Eighty-Four: Sadness and Resentment - Helpless Right or Wrong

As soon as the leader of the God Killing Gang left, Mo Yuxuan picked up Yaoqin and returned to the hut, sat beside several tables and wrote quickly. In the blink of an eye, the song "Manjianghong" was already vividly displayed on the paper. He had a very good memory and had the ability to remember everything he saw. He only heard the leader of the God Killing Gang chanted it and wrote it casually, and it was a good word. Mo Yuxuan deliberately used cursive script to further show the tragic spirit of this poem. Then, he studied it one by one. He did this not to study the literary talent in the poem, but to understand the profound meaning behind the words.

The first stanza of this song "Manjianghong" seems to describe his passion, but he is blocked everywhere, expressing his depression that is hard to fulfill. Later, it seems that he has seen through the numerology and decided to be a free cloud and wild crane, wandering around the world, but he does not want to go astray. When he wakes up, there is a sea of ​​blood behind him and he can never look back.

What is the purpose of such a poem that appears here at the moment? Could it be that the leader of the God Killing Gang has already repent and wants to return to the right path. In fact, there are very few people who have seen the true face of the God Killing Gang. If he wants to turn back, he can hide his name and disappear from now on, or change his identity and start over. Why do he say that he cannot turn back?

"Yuxuan, did you write this poem? What is the name of the poem?" A soft and gentle voice came from behind.

Mo Yuxuan smiled and said, "It was not what I did. I just copied it and wrote it on paper."

Zi Jin slowly moved his lotus steps, picked up the letter, looked at it for a while, and said, "This handwriting is very different from what you wrote in the past."

Mo Yuxuan smiled and said, "I have copied the brushwork of famous masters in ancient times. The brushwork of this cursive script was created by Zhang Xu of the Tang Dynasty. The brushwork is elegant and upright, and unpredictable."

Zi Jin said angrily: "I am here to ridicule others again. I haven't even read the Four Books and Five Classics, so how can I understand so much?" But she was happy when she saw Mo Yuxuan and couldn't hold her face tight. As soon as she finished speaking, she smiled.

Mo Yuxuan looked at Zi Jin's smile, and his heart blew, and then he felt sad. If he wanted to save his third brother and the martial arts people in the God Killing Gang, he would have to take the blame for the leader of the God Killing Gang. Thinking that his life would be short, he was originally cold to Zi Jin so that he would not let her be sad after death. It's a pity that he was merciful by nature, and Zi Jin was his life-saving benefactor, and he couldn't bear to hurt her heart.

Seeing that Mo Yuxuan's face changed, Zi Jin thought that he had been treated for Sikong Qiming yesterday, which caused the internal injury to occur again, and said softly: "What? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Mo Yuxuan shook his head and said, "I just wonder, will you be too noticeable when you come here every day? If you are discovered by the God Killing Gang, it will be a bad thing."

Zi Jin said, "No. The gang leader is so helpful that he has very little time to return to the main hall. Where can I have time to care about what I am doing? This is my place for me to practice. I act according to my father's instructions every day, and the gang leader definitely cannot see any abnormalities."

Looking at Zijin's complacent smile, Mo Yuxuan couldn't bear to tell the truth to her? He could only smile bitterly in secret.

The sound of a bird flapping its wings suddenly came outside the window. Zi Jin frowned and opened the window. A pigeon rushed towards the window. Zi Jin took out a note from the message tube on the pigeon's feet and opened it. He couldn't help but frown.

When Mo Yuxuan saw Zi Jin frowned and said nothing, he had expected that the letter must have been written by the leader of the God-killing Gang for Zhi Kai Zi Jin. He smiled and asked, "Is there anything important?"

Zi Jin nodded and said, "Dad said he would hurt you, and he apologized with me and asked me to rush to his residence to have dinner together in the evening. I... from that day on, I have never spoken to Dad." Her voice became lighter and lighter, and after that, she lowered her head.

Mo Yuxuan said, "Then go. Since I am safe, why should you be angry with your father again?"

Zi Jin showed joy on his face, responded, "Okay, I'll go now." As he said that, he turned around and placed the food box on the coffee table, opened the lid and said, "I can't eat with you today. I bought some refreshing cold dishes in the city today. The stir-frying dishes there are not very famous, but cold dishes are well-known far and wide. If you eat them smoothly, I'll buy them in a few days."

Mo Yuxuan nodded and smiled, "I understand. I am a doctor. I can't even take good care of myself, so how can I treat people?" As he said, he felt sad and guilty. Zijin really said everything to him, and he said everything. But he had something to hide from Zijin, and now he coaxed her away with the leader of the God-killing Gang. How can he feel at ease with such a girl who is simple and wholehearted to him? But what if he doesn't do this?

Zi Jin smiled and said, "I understand, sir!" She deliberately flipped the word "sir" with a three-point teasing tone. Then, she turned around and jumped out of the house lightly. Obviously, she was extremely happy to be able to reconcile with her father.

It was not until Zi Jin's figure disappeared from his eyes that Mo Yuxuan sighed quietly.

There was only a voice from the door saying, "Zi Jin is indeed a good girl. Yu Xuan's blessing is really great."
Chapter completed!
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