The young man who cultivated the truth returned to the city

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Grandpa Zhao's words were so scary that Ji Mo didn't swallow a mouthful of tea and started coughing.

"Are you okay?"

Zhao Shiyao saw Ji Mo coughing and immediately stroked his back.

However, Zhao Ming sprayed out a mouthful of tea and looked at Zhao Yongan in disbelief, "Grandpa, you're kidding me!"

"Stinky boy! Did your grandpa ever joke with me?" Zhao Yongan scolded.

"Grandpa, how could you let my sister marry him? You know what he... did three years ago."

"If we become a family, what happened three years ago won't matter." Grandpa Zhao threw out another shocking remark.

Ji Mo adjusted his body with luck and sat back. He looked at Zhao Yongan and said seriously, "Grandpa Zhao, I'm a poor man now. I don't even have a house or savings. I'm also very vulgar. I'm afraid I'm not worthy of Miss Zhao."

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the whole room suddenly became cold, and Zhao Yongan's originally smiling face also became quiet.

"Are you rejecting the opportunity I gave you?" Zhao Yongan said.

"Please think twice, Grandpa Zhao. I am really not suitable for Miss Zhao." Ji Mo said seriously.

Zhao Shiyao, who was standing on the side, suddenly became gloomy when she heard this. How could she not hear what Ji Mo wanted to say? Didn't he just want to reject her?

She suddenly thought a lot in her mind. What's wrong with me? Or did I do something that made him hate me...

"Since Yao'er likes you, there is nothing wrong with me in my eyes." Zhao Yongan continued.

"But how do you know that Miss Zhao likes me?"

"Why? The kid from the Xiao family is going to deny what he did at the door of my Zhao family that day?"

"..."

Ji Mo didn't understand what Grandpa Zhao was talking about when he heard this? It turned out that he saw the kiss that day.

"You are taking advantage of Yao'er no matter how you look at it. You are taking advantage and acting cute. I don't like this." Grandpa Zhao shook his head.

"But Grandpa Zhao, I really can't marry her." Ji Mo's expression was still serious.

The teacup in Zhao Yongan's hand suddenly paused, and invisible cold air rose around his body, so that the originally steaming tea in his hand turned into ice.

"What do you mean? My sister is not worthy of you?" Zhao Ming was furious on the spot. The men who want to marry my sister can circle the earth three times, and you still don't want to marry her?

Ji Mo ignored Zhao Ming. At this time, the more he tried to sort things out, the more confused he became. He looked at Zhao Yongan and said, "I know you will be angry, but I am telling the truth, and it is also for Shiyao's good."

"Reason." Zhao Yongan said.

"I have a terminal illness and I am about to die. I can't ruin her life because of my personal psychological satisfaction."

"Terminator?" Zhao Yongan frowned.

"Please don't doubt this, Grandpa Zhao. Shiyao has known about this for a long time."

"Yao'er, is this true?" Zhao Yongan asked Zhao Shiyao.

When this matter was mentioned, Zhao Shiyao's originally gloomy face suddenly became more sad. She understood why Ji Mo refused. Although it was for her good, she was very unwilling in her heart. She didn't want him to die.

"Well, his illness can't be cured." Zhao Shiyao nodded.

"..."

Zhao Yongan was silent for a while. He never thought that a seemingly perfect person would suffer from a terminal illness. How could a good young man suffer from a terminal illness? Zhao Yongan couldn't help but wonder if it was because of the suppression of the Zhao family that he suffered a lot outside, which eventually led to his terminal illness.

At this time, Zhao Ming also suddenly became quiet

"Grandpa Zhao, please don't doubt this matter," Ji Mo said: "It was my fault three years ago, but I was also framed. I don't know who was hurting me, but I think I can't be responsible for Shiyao. I can only hope that she will find a good man who loves her in the future. There are many other things I can only say sorry for."

"What disease do you have?" Zhao Yongan asked.

Ji Mo looked at Zhao Yongan, his eyes still very serious and said: "Grandpa Zhao, do you believe that there are devils in this world?"

Zhao Yongan said without thinking: "I used to think that since there are superpowers like us in the world, will there be ghosts and gods? Will there be devils and Buddhas? I have experienced a lot in the past seventy years, but I have never seen these things, so I think there are none."

"No, Grandpa Zhao, just because you haven't seen them doesn't mean they don't exist."

Ji Mo suddenly stood up and said: "Now I have lost my superpowers."

After that, Ji Mo's hand reached out to the iced cup in Zhao Yongan's hand. Zhao Yongan was very puzzled by his action, but did not stop him, just watched quietly.

The moment Ji Mo's hand touched the iced teacup, the cup suddenly burned, and the flames surrounded the entire interior of the cup, melting all the ice in the cup within a second, but the wooden cup did not show any signs of burning.

Zhao Yongan looked at the tea in the cup in his hand, his eyes full of shock. He could thaw the ice without damaging the cup at all. What a precise use of ability?

"Isn't it the superpower of your Xiao family? Is it strange?" Zhao Ming said on the side.

"I said, I don't have superpowers." Ji Mo said.

"That's right, he really didn't use superpowers. There was no superpower fluctuation on his body just now, which means that he didn't use superpowers." Zhao Yongan said, sighing: "Is there really other mysterious things in the world?"

"Yes, Grandpa Zhao," Ji Mo said, "In addition to superpowers, there are many people or things with powerful abilities in this world, such as goblins, ghosts, and demons. As for gods, I don't know if there are any, but since there are demons, there should be gods. Finally, as for my identity, I am just a small cultivator, just like in many novels and movies, a cultivator whose ultimate goal is to become an immortal."

"How can a single flame prove that you are a cultivator?" Zhao Ming said again.

"There are many ways to prove it, such as this."

Ji Mo said, the ring in his hand flashed, and all kinds of long swords appeared in the whole room in an instant. The long swords were suspended in the air. Ji Mo's hands turned at will, and the long swords in the sky also turned in the direction of the hand turning.

"Burn!"

"Buzz!"

As Ji Mo started, flames ignited on the long swords in the whole room in an instant.

Everyone was stunned by this scene, and even Zhao Shiyao, who had seen Ji Mo flying with a sword, was frightened by the flames.

"Ding!"

Ji Mo flicked the ring, and the next second the long swords in the whole room instantly flew back into the ring.

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