"Changsheng, why did you jump down? You stupid kid, you..."

Mo Cheng's regret in his heart was indescribable. He knew that his child was not smart since childhood, so why didn't he warn him not to come down?

Now that Changsheng has jumped down, he will be trapped here with his old couple. Is God destined to have a son and a grandson in the Mo family?

"It's all my fault! It's all my fault! What's my name? I'm a bad old man, I'll die if I die. Why should I call Changsheng over and die with me? How can I have the attitude to meet the ancestors and clans of the Mo family after I die..."

Mo Cheng's hands pounded his head desperately, and he was completely in despair.

Mo Changsheng quickly grabbed his father's hand and whispered confidently: "Dad, don't worry. Your son is not an ordinary person now, otherwise how could I come here alone? It's just a piece of cake to save you."

"Boss Mo, is this your son? Ask him if there is any food on him. If your wife doesn't eat anything, she will be unable to hold on."

Mo Changsheng was shocked to realize that there were more than a dozen people trapped in the snow pit, and they quickly glanced at them.

Except for his father, everyone else was still energetic, but they might have not eaten for a long time, and everyone's expression was extremely bad, and their skin exposed outside the mountaineering hat was also bluish.

There was a person lying quietly among the crowd, and it was his mother Wen Liya.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?!"

Mo Changsheng flashed to Wen Liya instantly, grabbed her extremely cold right hand, and carefully penetrated a wisp of true energy.

Wen Liya's condition is very bad, she has a high fever due to both qi and blood deficiency. If she came a little later, she would probably regret it for the rest of her life.

None of the dozen people around Wen Qingyan could see Mo Changsheng's movements clearly.

They just felt a flash in front of them. The handsome young man who was still talking to Boss Mo just now came to him. After grabbing Mrs. Mo's hand, Mrs. Mo's face became much better.

Before Mo Cheng could figure out what his son meant, he saw his wife who had been unconscious all day long and slowly opened her eyes.

"Liya, you finally woke up! You scared me to death!"

Mo Cheng's strong man has never shed a tear in the business world of Rongcheng for decades, but he is crying in front of his wife.

"Changsheng, have you still not waited for your mother to come back? It's all my fault that my mother is useless. I finally found a hundred-year-old snow lotus for my elders. Who would have thought that I would encounter an avalanche and could not send the snow lotus back in time, which would make you die. It's mom who is sorry for you!"

Wen Liya looked at Mo Changsheng with a confused look, with endless regret and guilt in her eyes.

She had just woken up, and she was not yet awake, and she thought she was dead. Now she saw nothing but the ghost of her baby son, so she said so.

Mo Changsheng's nose was sore, and tears began to shine in his eyes. He held Wen Liya's extremely cold palm tightly, put it on his face, and said softly:

"Mom, please touch it and see, I'm not dead, you're not dead, I'm not dead, I'm cured of my illness, and I'm here to save you."

What kind of virtue is that I can be lucky enough to have a mother who loves me like this.

Mo Chang was an orphan in his previous life and had never experienced the warmth of maternal love. Even though he was the old Nascent Soul monster who had lived for more than two hundred years, he couldn't help crying at this moment.

Wen Liya's physical condition was really not optimistic. In order to prevent any accidents from happening under her great joy and sorrow, before she could react, Mo Changsheng gently tapped her sleepy pussy and then input a large amount of true energy to protect her body.

Mo Cheng looked at his son's every move in surprise and found that although his wife fell asleep again, her complexion was countless times better than before. It was obvious that all this was because of his own birth, and he couldn't help but look at him with confusion.

"Dad, I am unfilial to the elders, and I have suffered so much. From now on, the children will definitely be filial to you."

Mo Changsheng knelt in front of Mo Cheng with a "thump", kowtowed three times firmly, and made a sound promise. Then he repeated the words that fooled Wen Qingyan to Mo Cheng.

"Changsheng, what you said is true?"

My father's reaction was the same as Mo Changsheng expected, but there was no need to say anything at this time. What he had to do next was the best explanation, but the person who didn't believe him was not just Mo Cheng.

"Yes, little brother, why do you mean so much like a martial arts novel?"

"Boss Mo, is your son..., we are trapped here now. If your son hasn't come down just now, we still have hope, but now, my family can rely on me to make money to support the family!"

"That's right, I have old men and young men, why are the young men so impulsive!"

Mo Changsheng listened calmly to the suspicion and accusations of the people around him, without any fluctuations in his heart.

Summer insects cannot be talked about by Bing. These are just ordinary people, how can they understand the methods of cultivators?

In Mo Changsheng's eyes, these people are no different from ants, so how could he have a slight turmoil because of the ants' words?

"Dad, I'll take you up first, and then come down to save my mom."

After saying that, without waiting for his father to react, Mo Changsheng stretched out his right hand and put it on his shoulder, jumped gently and took Mo Chengfei to the ground outside the snow nest.

"I'll rescue my mom and the others first, and then explain to you."

Mo Changsheng chuckled, interrupting his father's attempt to ask, and then jumped out of the snow nest again.

Everyone who had complained before had completely changed their attitude when they saw Mo Changsheng again.

They all knelt on the ground, worshiping Mo Changsheng, who stood proudly on the spot, as if they were worshiping the immortals and Buddhas.

"The God of Tianshan, this must be the God of Tianshan who came down to earth to save his believers!"

"I would like to forgive our disrespect. We should not doubt you or blame you!"

Mo Changsheng looked at the confessed people indifferently and said lightly: "I am not a god of Tianshan, but just an ordinary practitioner. It is a slight effort to save you out, so you don't have to bow to me."

These people are the locals hired by Mo Cheng at the foot of the Tianshan Mountains, but the locals firmly believe that there is the existence of the Tianshan God on the Tianshan Mountains, and every household offers the position of the Tianshan God.

So although Mo Changsheng clearly stated that he was not the god of Tianshan, these people still bowed to him.

In fact, after Mo Changsheng built the foundation, he was no different from the gods in the eyes of ordinary people.

Mo Changsheng touched his nose, looked helplessly at the local people in front of him who kowtowed like garlic, gave up the plan to continue persuasion, and rescued them one by one from the snow nest.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!