C815 Bury Me in My Native Land

"Forget it, forget it." Xiao Moyu smiled bitterly as he saw that Xiao Yi's state of mind did not belong to him.

However, the current Xiao Yi had already grasped something. Raising his head to look at Xiao Moyu, his eyes flickered with a sharp light as he asked, "Second Uncle, tell me. What was the purpose of all this? What is it for? "

Hearing this word 'uncle'