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"You know me?" Qin Changge was surprised, and the possibility of mentioning him with Jing Mo's attitude of avoiding him was very small.

Steve smiled slightly: "When I asked him to do his homework, he said that his name was not Jingmo, and then I asked him what your name was, and he said it was Gousheng."

With Superman and Barry with super hearing, Arthur couldn't help but "poof!"

"Sorry." Superman was taken aback by Batman's disapproving gaze.

Qin Changge laughed loudly: "I mean, how could he be so afraid of me that he would take the initiative to mention me."

Obviously, not only was Qin Changge not disappointed that Jing Mo was afraid of him, but he was even a little proud of it.

"I'm in charge of teaching him swordsmanship. This little fat man has been spoiled by everyone. He'll be lazy if he can. If I'm stricter with him, he'll be afraid of me."

Steve asked for advice in a very admiring tone: "Why are you so strict with him?"

To be honest, this is the first time he has seen such a boy who can act coquettishly and shamelessly. In terms of acting coquettishly, even the most squeamish girl is probably inferior to him. Don't ask him how he knows, after all, he has a son and daughter A colleague who is a winner in life in harmony with the husband and wife.

Qin Changge smiled like a devil: "Why are boys being coquettish? :)"

Steve covered his face, and the boy's coquettish behavior was too overwhelming.

Tony was very dissatisfied seeing Qin Changge's indifference: "Jing Mo hasn't woken up yet."

Qin Changge glanced at the emergency room and frowned, "It looks troublesome." His tone was no longer as calm as before.

He originally thought that Jing Mo was just a superficial injury, but now it seems... Those demon cultivators must have mastered all of Jing Mo's information, otherwise they wouldn't have broken through his natural ability and made him bleed profusely.

Jingmo has a strong hemostatic effect in traditional Chinese medicine, and Jingmo's natural ability is to stop bleeding. Whether it is trauma, internal injury or poisoning, he can stop bleeding immediately.

Especially himself, when he was a child, he accidentally fell off the bed and smashed his head. The wound was as big as a coin, and the flesh inside could be seen, but no blood flowed out.

Qin Changge talked about how strict he was with Jing Mo, but in fact, sometimes he doted on children more than Song Yanmo.

Except for sword practice, Qin Changge is definitely in the silly father mode all the time, wishing that Jingmo would sneak into the moon palace to find a way to move it down when Jingmo said he wanted the moon.

He said that the boy was acting coquettish, but when Jing Mo acted coquettishly, he surrendered faster than anyone else.The two hours of sword practice every day is a difficult time for Qin Changge and Jing Mo.

Qin Changge is definitely a strict teacher within these two hours. He should be scolded and beaten. Jing Mo is afraid that he will only be in these two hours. After two hours, the little fat man will lie on the ground and cry.

"Okay." Wei Zi wiped the sweat from his head, the heavy look in his eyes did not dissipate at all.

"How is it?" Qin Changge looked at Wei Zi's expression and felt a "thump" in his heart.

Wei Zi raised her head, her eyes were instantly red, she hugged Qin Changge and cried, "Mo Bao's body is finished!"

Qin Changge's expression gradually froze: "What do you mean?"

Wei Zi sent him away, took a few steps back, and leaned against the wall weakly: "That's not poison, it's a curse! Use the soul as a curse to haunt him for the rest of his life..."

Qin Changge took a deep breath tremblingly: "Do you know who cast the curse?"

Wei Zi covered her mouth to keep herself from crying, "Brutal Demon."

Qin Changge looked at Jing Mo who was in a coma in the emergency room, and gritted his teeth: "I'm going back to China now, even if I overthrow the demon world, I have to find a solution to the spell."

Wei Zi smiled wryly and shook his head: "The brutal demon is dead, what's the use of finding a way?"

And this kind of curse, once activated, is unacceptable.

The only consolation is that this spell is only valid for one lifetime.

Bruce's Chinese is very good. While listening to the conversation of the two demons distractedly, he wiped his son's body with a wet towel.

Jing Mo loves to be clean. He knows to wash his hands before eating.

There was a hint of a smile on Bruce's mouth. He thought that Jingmo's mouth was always busy, and he was going to eat soon, so he always stretched out his little hands for Ah Fu to wipe his hands.

Bruce wiped away the blood on Jingmo's body bit by bit. Superman standing aside looked at him like this. He seemed to see that after Jason was tortured to death by the clown, Bruce seemed to be doing the same. Send him a video.

Superman didn't know how to comfort him. At this moment, any comfort he said was useless.

"Bruce."

"I'm fine, at least he's alive, isn't he?" Bruce seemed to be the steady and reliable Batman again.

But Superman knows that these are just appearances, and Bruce always does, like nothing in the world can break him.

But, the wounds in his heart are not as small as the scars on his body.

When Jingmo had an accident, Bruce took the responsibility on himself. The difference between him and Tony was that he was Jingmo's father, and he failed to fulfill his father's responsibilities. Even after the child was injured, he failed to save him immediately.

Bruce seems to be stuck in a dead end, from the death of his parents, to Jason, and now to Jingmo.

Bruce covered his face, his eyes were dry and painful.

He can't shed a tear, if he cries, it means he's weak, and the clown will take advantage of it.

Bruce nestled Jing Mo's cold little hand, and the corners of his mouth raised, showing a very deliberate and false smile: "Honey, why did you turn a small stove into a small refrigerator?"

He branded a kiss on Jingmo's forehead: "Sleep, after waking up, your brothers Dick and Brother Rice will come back, they will play with you, don't you want to hear Dad tell stories? What do you want to hear? I let Ah Fu has prepared a lot of story books, shall we read them together after you wake up? Don’t be afraid, Dad will always be with you.”

Arthur leaned against the wall with a sullen face, and Barry leaned over with red eyes: "What are those two people talking about?"

Arthur ignored him, and said to himself: "How did those two people find it? Even Superman and Stark didn't find it."

Qin Changge heard Arthur talking to himself, and came over and asked, "Can you tell me in detail?"

Arthur told what he knew, Qin Changge lowered his head and pondered: "There shouldn't be an inner ghost, the demon cultivator has always been alone, and he will not have the patience to cultivate the inner response, and they have always been arrogant. , never cooperate with outsiders..."

Qin Changge suddenly thought of an important question, how could the end of pine smoke suddenly decline?Originally, her cultivation base was considered high in the demon world, otherwise she would not have the ability to give birth to Jingmo, even if her vitality was seriously injured because of giving birth, how could she pass three years safely?

Qin Changge was shocked by his own thoughts and his heart turned cold. He turned sharply and looked at Jing Mo, the regret in his eyes almost turned into substance.

He strode into the emergency room, lifted off Jing Mo's shirt, and gently touched the unhealed wound.

After a while, he sat down on the ground: "It really is like this..."