Concubine Yao

Chapter 1120 Centrifugal 3
Your lord can ignore the life and death of our subordinates, but Elder Long has to take care of it, after all, there are more than 300 people living in this underground palace, once someone from the outside breaks in, it's not for fun..."

This person was one of the three people who were once taken hostage by Di Fuyi.

Others also said: "Yes, yes, it is convenient for you to go out, and you will have to investigate again when you come back. Maybe everyone will be implicated by you, and you will be locked in a dark room for a few days..."

"Don't respect the elders and respect the inferiors. The Lord may not have taken this place to heart at all. Most of the people here are Elder Long's people. You should listen to Elder Long."

"..."

Everyone was arguing and fighting, and the ping-pong-pong was not the usual excitement.

Long Fan's face changed, and he jumped out immediately: "Shut up! What nonsense are you talking about?!"

Then he saluted to a place not far away: "My lord!"

Behind a pillar, Mo Zhao appeared, and two big figures appeared, and those who were fighting naturally stopped.

Mo Zhao said with a half-smile, "It turns out that my deity's edict is not as good as Elder Long's edict, here." Although he smiled, the smile didn't reach his eyes.

Long Fan: "..."

How dare he say anything else at this time?While apologizing to Mo Zhao, he was let go, and at the same time, he dealt with those people who said that the Lord was not as good as Elder Long, and beat them with eighty baguettes...

Mo Zhao was dressed in a black robe like an emissary of the night, watching with a smile all the time, without saying a word.

After Long Fan finished dealing with them, he glanced at the few people who spoke rudely: "Elder Long really has a kind heart. It seems that even if they turn against the deity, Elder Long would not be willing to deal with them."

This obviously disliked Long Fan's handling of them lightly. Long Fan had no choice but to order those people to be executed as a warning to others.

Mo Zhao smiled lightly, and patted Long Fan's shoulder in a commendable way: "Long Fan, I know you are the most loyal."

Glancing at the few people who were about to be executed, he added lightly: "Dare to talk about the rights and wrongs of the lord and the elders, and you are suspected of sowing dissension. People with such ulterior motives, it's just that execution is too cheap——"

The sleeves were swung out, and colorful light flashed out, completely covering the bound people. There were a few screams from the light, and a few faint shadows flew out surrounded by blood mist.

Those shadows were the souls of those people, and they were dissipated by Mo Zhao shaking his sleeves again and letting out another piercing scream.

This move obviously shocked everyone present, and everyone couldn't help but take a step back.

Mo Zhao turned around and glanced at the pale-faced Long Fan: "Elder Long, do you have any objection to this deity's handling?
Naturally, Long Fan couldn't have any objections, he could only say that the handling was good and fair.

Mo Zhao swept everyone away: "Do you know who is your master?"

"Your Highness!"

"Of course the Lord!" Countless people responded.

Only then was Mo Zhao satisfied and turned around.

Looking at his back, Long Fan felt a chill in his heart.

He wanted to ask Mo Zhao what he was going to send those people to do, but now he can't ask.

The master of high power, he is now the master of high power.

And Mo Zhao stayed in the bloody palace for so many years. Mo Zhao knew the things that Emperor Xuan dealt with his heroes back then, so he learned it and applied it to him.

Mo Zhao still needs him now, so naturally he won't really do anything to him...

(End of this chapter)