Carry out obscenity to the end

"Mo Shizi, why did you leave in such a hurry?" Uncle Zhong looked at this young man who was somewhat pale but still handsome, with a trace of awe hidden in his brows.

"At this moment in the battle of Liangcheng, you Ruxuan Trading Company has the complete upper hand, not to mention completely destroying the enemy, but at least winning or losing. I have fulfilled the agreement between you and me, and if I stay, with my current combat power, What else can it be used for? Tuliuyi, why don't you leave." Mo Yi's tone seemed somewhat resigned.

His aura at the moment is indeed seriously depleted, and because he manipulates such a huge formation, he overdraws too much divine sense, making his current Mo Yi look like a mortal who has stayed up all night for ten days and ten nights. I wonder if I will fall down in the next moment.

"In this battle, Mo Shizi is the greatest hero. The Patriarch ordered me to keep Mo Shizi no matter what. It would be the greatest regret if Mo Shizi was not present at the celebration banquet. Moreover, our Rujia prepared a This is a generous gift, and I hope that Prince Mo can stay for a while longer." Uncle Zhong spoke very respectfully.

Mo Yi stared at Uncle Zhong, as if he wanted to see something, he laughed suddenly, but it moved his heart, and he couldn't help coughing, his weakness was self-evident: "You and I are a cooperation, why be so polite. Today we I have to leave, I will come to visit again in the future, Zhong Bo can tell this to the shopkeeper, I think he can understand and won't blame you." [

After Mo Yi finished speaking, he turned and continued to fly out of the city.

But Uncle Zhong remained silent, and also folded his body to block Mo Yi's way forward: "The Patriarch's order is that I should keep Mr. Mo as a guest no matter what, and please stay here for a while. Don't make things difficult for the old servant. .”

To put you in a difficult situation, Mo Yi couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, and sprayed Uncle Zhong's face: "Rujia is so wolf-hearted, can't help but want to hide so quickly? Don't you fear the people behind me?" Mo family's revenge?"

Uncle Zhong shook his head, not paying any attention to the blood on his face: "Mo Shizi is serious, he is just inviting him as a guest, and it will not be harmful to Mo Shizi. I am afraid that there is no power in the Northern Territory that can ignore the Mo family. In addition, Mo Shizi is a heaven and man, so young he can turn the clouds and rain, and he will be able to dominate the whole world in the future. Our Rujia is a businessman. It is the heaven of our Rujia to be able to make friends with the Mo family and Mo Shizi. It is a great honor. Presumably the Patriarch wants to have more cooperation with Mo Shizi, so I hope Mo Shizi will not be offended."

When the king came to the world, Mo Yi's heart skipped a beat.

He finally understood a problem that he had been ignoring all this time.

It turned out that it was not only the Mo family that I fabricated, but also myself, the heir of the Mo family, that frightened the world.

This is really what the authorities are obsessed with, but the bystanders are clear about.

If I meet a fourteen or fifteen year old boy, who not only has a mysterious background, endless treasures, but also has the means to overthrow clouds and rain, even an old monster in the seventh level of the heaven can plot.

If he waited for him to grow up, wouldn't it be the legend of the eighth level of the heavenly realm, and the strong opponents of the ninth level of the heavenly realm might become the cornerstone for this young man to reach the pinnacle.

Anyone who is ambitious in the world will definitely choose to kill them quickly to avoid future troubles.

Now the world is about to change drastically, and all the patterns will change. No matter how powerful the forces are, they will face a reshuffle.

Whether it is the God's En Tower or the Immortal Realm, there will be unprecedented competition. How can they endure being suppressed by a young man in the future.

If it weren't for Uncle Zhong's seemingly flattering "Jun Lin Tian Xia" at this moment, Mo Yi, a person in the dark under the lamp, suddenly realized that he might be plotted to death in the future, and he didn't know the reason.

"I have to leave now. If you stop me again, you will be my enemy." Mo Yi didn't want to say anything, and turned away again.

"Since Mo Shizi insists on this, please don't blame the old servant." Uncle Zhong stretched out his palm like a giant palm, and Mo Yi was the beast in his palm.

Mo Yi turned around and struck out a palm, and hit the giant palm hard. There was a loud bang, and an unparalleled force blasted out of Uncle Zhong's palm.

Mo Yi's blood spilled into the sky, and he was shot hundreds of meters before falling to the ground. On the solid bluestone ground, there was a large hole in the shape of a human.

Mo Yi seemed to be shaken in the heart, and struggled to stand up, but he couldn't help coughing violently, spitting out mouthfuls of blood as if he didn't want money. [

"Mo Shizi, I respect you as a double genius. If you don't leave now, this old servant will not do anything to you again. But if Shizi is still stubborn and wants to leave, this old servant has no choice but to do it again. "

Mo Yi struggled to suppress the restlessness in ###, and barely opened his mouth to curse: "You Ruxuan Firm are nothing but ungrateful people, if I didn't do my best to help you control the battle, and exhausted my divine sense and spiritual energy, how could you be so cruel? An old dog easily beats."

Uncle Zhong looked at Mo Yi in a state of distress, and he couldn't help showing a sense of relief in his eyes. How to plan wisely and cunningly, after all, his own strength level is too low. If he fights directly, he needs to worry too much.

"Mo Shizi's kindness to me, Ruxuan Commercial Firm, we will naturally never forget. At the celebration banquet, the old servant will personally plead guilty to Mo Shizi, and he will never frown even if he is killed or cut."

"Bah, you still think of me as a fool at this time. Your celebration banquet may be my severed head banquet. I only hope that you Ruxuan Trading Company will not regret today's decision in the future!" All contempt.

Cursing and cursing, Mo Yi couldn't help but fell to the ground because of his weakness: "What are you doing there? If you don't kill me now, then come and help me back. I am in such a mess now, you think it's very embarrassing." Is it good-looking? Is the way of hospitality of your Ruxuan firm so unbearable?"

Uncle Zhong inspected Mo Yi's body with his spiritual sense, and found that he was indeed extremely weak. Under such circumstances, he was not afraid.

He approached Mo Yi, reaching out his hand to lift Mo Yi who had fallen to the ground.

The moment his body first touched Mo Yi, a black gold dagger appeared in Mo Yi's hand.

The dagger cut to Uncle Zhong's throat with a sound.

Uncle Zhong, who had always been wary of Mo Yi, did not panic even though he was shocked.

He could easily judge that although this dagger came dangerously and strangely, but in terms of speed and strength, it was only at the ordinary level of heaven, and it was impossible for him to hurt himself under his own vigilance.

Forget it, teach this unyielding Mo family son a lesson, and let him know what suppression by absolute strength is.

In fact, Uncle Zhong really wanted to slap Mo Yi to death, but as Mo Yi said, the two parties are allies at the moment, and the news of stabbing an ally will inevitably be full of troubles, and more importantly, the Mo family behind Mo Yi really has something scruples.