Destiny Phoenix

Chapter 780 Pain in the Clavicle
Mo Zhanhua's words did not contain dirty words, but Ma Jian was speechless, his face turned green and red, which was very unpleasant.

After a long time, he tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart.

He snorted coldly again, "Mo Zhanhua, what's the use of being quick-talking for a while? This picturesque country belongs to me, and the beauties bred by this picturesque country belong to me too. As for you, I will soon be yours!" I will let you know what happens if you disobey me!"

"This king doesn't have the patience to wait for your so-called end, hand over Feng Qi and Qing Yao to this king!"

Mo Zhanhua also lowered his voice, clenched the saber at his waist, as if he dared not to hand over anyone, so he would lead someone to kill him.

"When death is imminent, how dare you be so tough." Ma Jian scolded, and the two no longer whispered sarcasm, but picked up the topic, "Tomorrow at noon, the Earth Temple outside the city, if you want your subordinates and your woman to go back alive, then you can go back to the temple." Go save people by yourself. If you dare to be tough, I will kill him now."

Long finger pointing up.

boom!
A window on the second floor was kicked into pieces, and Feng Qi, whose hair was disheveled and scarred all over, was escorted to the window.

Around his neck, there was a big knife with a cold light shining on it.

"General Feng—" the soldiers exclaimed.

In Mo Zhanhua's dark eyes, a flash of pain flashed, and the hand holding the rein of the horse was inadvertently clenched.

Lutebone lock——

How he tortured his people with such vicious means!
A military general, whose whole body of martial arts has been crippled, would be better off than dead!

"Ah, ah—" intermittent voices came from Feng Qi's mouth.He seemed to want to remind Mo Zhanhua of something, but any words that came out of his mouth turned into hoarse and low-pitched roars.

"Don't worry, this king will rescue you!" Mo Zhanhua said firmly.

Feng Qi couldn't speak, and shook his head desperately at him.

The knife rested on his neck, and when he shook his head, the blade scratched the skin, and blood flowed out.Beads of blood rolled down the edge of the blade, dripping onto the window sills, gleaming red under the setting sun.

"Let go of him!" Mo Zhanhua roared.

"If you leave, I will let him go. If you don't—" Ma Jian clapped his hands lightly.

Upon hearing the order, Heisha quickly drew back the knife, pressed Feng Qi against the window lattice, and raised the knife in his hand high.No one doubted that when the knife in his hand fell, Feng Qi's head would also fall from the window sill on the second floor.

Feng Qi struggled desperately, but his hands were tied, and he couldn't get rid of Heisha's shackles no matter what.

"General Feng—" Behind Mo Zhanhua, the accompanying soldier's heart hung in his throat.Feng Qi is their respected and beloved general, seeing him like this now, everyone has the same anxiety and heartache on their faces.

I wish I could bear this pain and humiliation for him.

Mo Zhanhua's chest heaved violently, and the knuckles of his clenched fingers were turning white.

Exquisite facial features, full of murderous aura.

"It seems that the regent wants to watch your favorite general die here." Ma Jian smiled, and those gloomy eyes were like the branches blown by the north wind in the cold winter months, and the snow fell completely. There is only a bleak ice cold left.

Raising his head, he was about to speak, when he heard Mo Zhanhua yell, "I will leave now!"

Ma Jian smiled in satisfaction, and turned his gaze back to Mo Zhanhua's face.

The four eyes met, and there was a smile in one of them, and the sinisterness was hidden in the eyes with the smile.

A cold gaze filled with murderous intent.

"At noon tomorrow, I will be waiting for you at the Earth Temple outside the city. You go alone. If you dare to lead a soldier, I will not kill him, but your daughter!" Absolutely.

(End of this chapter)