Evil Emperor steals relatives: cold special concubine

Chapter 32 How can you be so weak.

The only thing that makes people feel that there is a fly in the ointment is that,

On Mo Yantian's chest, there is a hideous and terrifying wound, several centimeters long, which is a fatal wound. Judging from the scar, it seems to have been left a long time ago, but even after a long time, the wound is still hideous and terrifying. It's scary.

Since Mo Yantian can still survive like this, he is really lucky.

No.

It should be a scourge for thousands of years, the ancients did not deceive me.

Seeing Mo Chu tear his clothes to pieces, Mo Yantian raised his handsome eyebrows slightly, and said coldly, "What do you want me to wear later?"

Mo Chu didn't raise his head, didn't want to give him a corner of his eyes, and said lightly, "Naked."

Mo Yan's eyes sank, and a storm gathered in his eyes, "Aren't you going to give me clothes to wear?"

"..." Why don't you give him clothes to wear?Feeling that his inner breath gradually calmed down, Mo Chu withdrew his power, pointed to his clothes, "Do you still want to wear mine? Can you wear it?"

in her clothes?Mo Yantian glanced at Mo Chu with disdain, seeing her small arms and legs, the dislike in his eyes became more obvious, "I disdain."

"...You don't disdain, my sister may not be willing to give it." Mo Chu rolled his eyes greatly.

"You!" Mo Yantian was angry again, this woman is really brave, dare to be so rude to him!With this anger, his internal breath, which had finally calmed down, became chaotic in an instant, and the severe pain in his chest caused his purple eyes to change again and again.

"Hey, can you be more honest!" Mo Chu sensed his internal energy rushing around again, and quickly leaned over to press several acupuncture points all over his body.

Now, Mo Yantian, who had been touched by several acupuncture points all over his body, had no choice but to calm down, but those strange purple eyes were still terribly dark.

Seeing this, Mo Chu had no choice but to stop, carefully sticking it to his lower abdomen, and slowly calming down the force and internal energy scurrying in his dantian.

Her palms were very cold, against Mo Yantian's scorching skin, like a clear spring flowing slowly, he couldn't help but relax his brows and gradually relax.

"There are two brushes." After a while, Mo Yantian pursed his thin lips, and said these two words coldly, "Are you from the five sects of Xianshan?"

The five sects of Xianshan?

Last time, Lei Li also said that she was from the Five Sects of Xianshan Mountain. What kind of place is this?

Mo Chu said lightly: "I don't know."

Mo Yantian raised his forehead, found an excuse for her, and said as a matter of course: "That's right, people from the five sects of Xianshan are not as weak as you."

"..." Mo Chu twitched the corner of his mouth, this Mo Yantian...does he know how to write the word modest?