Magical Doctor Little Demon Concubine

Chapter 11 The Sacrifice Is Very Big

"If it's not that I don't have spiritual power now, why hide?" Mo Feixun thought that he was going to hide like a dog, and he snorted in his heart.

In the last life, where she, the demon, passed by, everyone in the world was frightened and scared to death. How time has passed!

The desire to become stronger in her heart became stronger and stronger.

Forced by reality, Mo Fei searched for a dark place, hid his breath well, and hid.

After a while, someone really came down from above.

It was clear that the person who came was Mo Guofeng. Mo Feixun was not surprised at all, but he didn't expect this old thing to turn back. It seems that Mo Ziming didn't know about this secret room.

"Get lost!" Hua Wugou yelled at Mo Guofeng with fierce eyes when he saw Mo Guofeng.

Mo Guofeng put his hands behind his back, and there was a sinister smile on his wrinkled old face: "You still refuse to recognize the reality, don't you? If you are willing to hand over the "Lang Yan Yin Jue", I will spare you How about a life?"

"I don't know what "Lang Yan Yin Jue" is, even if you kill me, I don't have it!" Hua Wugou gritted his teeth, his sharp eyes were like a sharp knife at this moment.

"Stop pretending to me, if you don't obediently hand over the "Lang Yan Yin Jue", I will slowly... torture you to death."

Mo Guofeng stepped forward suddenly, grabbed Hua Wugou's hair, and tugged at it.

Hua Wugou clenched his teeth tightly, not letting himself scream out.

"Are you going to hand it over?"

"I didn't, and I didn't kill me."

"Very well, the dead duck is still stubborn, I don't believe I can't pry your mouth open." Mo Guofeng gritted his teeth and sneered.

He tugged at Hua Wugou's long hair and pulled it hard.

"Hiss"...

He forcibly tore off a piece of scalp from Hua Wugou's head.

The excruciating pain made Hua Wugou's expression contort in pain, and he screamed out.

The blood was mixed with flesh and long hair, which was a little frightening.

But Mo Guofeng directly stuffed it into Hua Wugou's mouth: "Eat it for me."

"Ouch..." Hua Wugou wanted to spit out what was in his mouth, the bloody smell made him sick to his stomach.

"Hahaha... eat it for me, eat it!" Mo Guofeng laughed, pinching his mouth while forcing him to eat.

He didn't eat it, and forcibly stuffed it in.

Mo Guofeng tortured Hua Wugou again, seeing that he still refused to speak, he finally had to leave angrily.

"This old thing still has some tricks. It's a miracle that you can still live to this day." After Mo Guofeng left for a while, Mo Feixun, who was hiding in the dark, turned out faintly.

"Young man, as long as you can rescue me, not to mention repairing your spiritual root, I'm willing to serve you for the rest of my life." Hua Wugou raised his head, stared at Mo Feixun and said seriously.

Mo Feixun shook his head lightly, but his delicate and handsome face was full of strength: "I only want you to restore my spiritual roots for me, and I don't want other troubles."

Mo Feixun didn't say anything more, stepped forward to look at the iron lock that locked Hua Wugou, and immediately smiled with his light-colored thin lips.

It is not difficult to open this gadget.

She secretly used the power of the time-space lock to guide the power to her fingers.

I saw her white fingers lightly swipe on the iron lock, and the iron lock broke directly.

"This... is it open?" Hua Wugou swallowed, his eyes widened in shock, and he was so shocked that he couldn't speak fluently.

He obviously has no spiritual power, yet he easily destroyed the iron lock. He... how did he do it?
"I took you out this time, and the sacrifice is very great. Even if there is smoke from your ancestral grave, you may not have such good luck!"

Hua Wugou had never heard of such a compliment, and before he had time to thank him, Mo Feixun raised his hand and knocked Hua Wugou unconscious...

(End of this chapter)