Chapter 1373 Cheng Biojin

"Put down your crutches for me!"

Moziyan's coldness is like a sharp knife, pressing his old ancestor's hand on his shoulder, whether he can eat it or not, and pressing it hard at the moment.

"Ziyan, what do you do, don't let go."

Where could the old ancestor hold the crutch in the case of pain, he instantly released his hand and bent down with his body.

"I don't want you to sit here today to teach pride or to humiliate the Water Heart." After loosening the shoulders of his ancestors, Mo Ziyan looked directly at the two families sitting beside him.

He thought he was...