MTL - One Hundred Ways to Become a God-Chapter 1 Overbearing patriarch fell in love with me

I don’t know how long it took, then he slowly opened his eyes.

There is a blank white in front of me.

The spiritual sea is still a piece of small starbursts. This level of damage is enough to cause brain death. He does not know why he can still think logically and clearly.

The head still has a faint tingling, but it is still within the tolerable range. Before he even wants to understand why he can't see anything, he is caught up in a lot of information emerging from his mind.

After reading the information in a few minutes, he first tried to squeeze a little bit of mental energy to temporarily restore his vision. The broken spirit sea is only surrounded by a layer of incomparably weak mental power. After restoring vision, it is no longer able to repair this weak body.

After the vision was restored, He Hao quickly looked at the room he was in. White ceilings, pale sheets, and ancient earth healing instruments that look very backward.

Sure enough, this is not the world he knows.

Turning around, the timetable on the bedside clearly shows the words at 18:30 Beijing time. Beijing, the capital of the ancient Chinese nation in the late century, this historical common sense he still learned in the history books.

He was originally a general of the Third Fleet of the Allied Forces. After a battlefield defeat caused by an intelligence error, he was unfortunately killed by the enemy in the meteorite belt in order to cover the team's retreat, but he did not know why he was re-invented in a strange place. Woke up, even... suspected of crossing time and space, back to the ancient earth four thousand years ago.

He looked sideways at the transparent glass window. At this time, the sky was too late. Through the gray-blue sky, the glass window clearly reflected a handsome boy with delicate eyes, pale face, blue and white stripes. The patient's face was loosely tied to the body, revealing a white neck and a deep clavicle, making him look thinner.

Suddenly, the teenager bent his lips and showed a relieved smile.

No matter what the opportunity is for him to come to this era of history textbooks, and to have some memories of the future, to get a second life, it is always a thank you.

He Wei reorganized the information that had just poured into his mind.

The body was originally called Mo Zhen. At the age of seventeen, he was the heir to a branch of Mo's family. Three years ago, his parents died because of a plane crash. Now he is raised by another uncle of Mo's branch, Mo Tiangao and his wife, Shen Cuiwei. Gao and Shen Cuiwei have a so-called daughter named Mo Yuyu. She is 19 years old and is a sophomore.

However, these two temporary caregivers do not seem to be particularly friendly to Mo Zhen.

Mo Zhen was admitted to the hospital because of "sudden blindness" this time, which is the ghost of his two dependents.

Roughly looking at the experience of "Mo Zhen" in the future, He couldn't help but frown, but within a few minutes, he could not help the physical weakness and the extreme exhaustion in his mind, and fell to his bed on his back.

He was yawning tiredly, and He pulled the quilt up, and restoring his vision cost all the mental power he can now mobilize. He is so tired that he doesn’t want to open his eyes, and he has no energy to consider about this physical matter. I just want to sleep and have a good night's sleep.

However, just when he just closed his eyes, he heard a sound coming from outside the door, and then the door was opened.

He closed his eyes and was disturbed by sleep. He frowned and frowned. He replayed the experience of Mo Zhen in his mind and quickly guessed the identity of the person coming.

- Mo Yitao, the owner of the Mo family who took office two years ago.

Thinking a little, he didn't open his eyes.

Through the spirit, the figure of the coming person clearly appears in his spiritual sea.

The man who pushed in the door was tall, with a knife-like sharp outline, and his eyebrows were indifferent. He wore a silver-gray suit but did not wear a tie. The button on the inner shirt was solved by him to the third. Sexy supreme collar.

A very powerful person looks very difficult to do. He Xi down the conclusion.

He followed a man who was a little shorter than him. He was gentle and beautiful, and his temperament was mild. He should be an assistant.

Mo Yitao walked slowly to the bed and looked down at the teenager who was sleeping on the bed.

There was a surprise in his eyes.

The boy's face was morbidly pale, the facial features were exquisite and small, and there was a faint tiredness between the eyebrows. His body was a little thin and slightly curled up and lying on his side. The whole person's nest on the bed only gave the quilt a small bulge, soft. The clean black short hair has a few curls, which makes him look a little bit.

Like ..... a full-bodied little milk cat.

He stood by the bed and looked at the boy for a while, then sat on the edge of the bed and leaned down slightly.

The juvenile's eyelashes are thick and slightly curled like a small fan, and the pink lips of the flesh are slightly twitched. The man looked at it for a long time, and finally reached out for the teenager to pull the quilt that had touched the chin and did not need to pull.

He put his gaze on the delicate face of the boy, and he couldn't help but feel a strange feeling.

He has seen Mo Zhen. Although he does not like to interact with the group of people with different minds, according to the convention, every year on the first day of the year, the branchers are going back to the home to celebrate the New Year, so at that time, he will look at the face, and will also be with Mojia. Those countless branches happily sneered, and his first meeting with the child was in the New Year a few years ago.

In his impression, Mo Zhen was a child with a low sense of existence since he was a child. Because his health is not good, his personality is awkward. He does not like to communicate with others. He often follows his parents and does not follow his parents. get in a word. Mo's company has business contacts with him. They were familiar before Mo's accident, so the number of times he saw Mo Zhen was not too small. But in the past few years, this boy has not been able to leave a deep impression on his mind. It is only the extent to which he can recognize it. If he has said something with each other, he can count it out. Even this time, it was because of his friendship with Mo's father that he would take less than half an hour under the assistant's reminder to visit the sick child.

But this time, I just saw the teenager’s sleeping face. His sense of the boy’s senses changed. The gray image that always existed in the corner of his vision, at this moment, I don’t know why I suddenly dyed the color and became fresh. Lived up.

Aside, the assistant who came in with Mo Yitao looked at his boss's series of movements. The expression on the handsome face was slightly distorted, and the heart was very tangled.

His deep suspicion, before coming to visit the boy is just out of courtesy, to be a superficial kung fu, and now staring at the teenager like a pervert, still stunned the unconscious teenager. Is this really the same person?