Magical Doctor Little Demon Concubine

Chapter 630 I Tear Him Into Beef Jerky
"You have my blood on your body and it's fake, do you want to test it?" Mo Shangqiu didn't frown coldly at Mo Feixun, but stroked his beard with a smile on his face, and didn't care about Mo Feixun's treatment of himself call.

"Are you coming back here to take over the Stealing Legion?" Mo Feixun couldn't think of any other reason for the old man to appear at this time.

The old man quickly waved his hand, "I'm getting old, after this experience, I don't want to deal with these trivial matters anymore. If you want to deal with it, I'll leave it to you."

Mo Shangqiu had actually been eavesdropping outside for a long time, but no one found him, including Beiming Yufeng.

Therefore, his abnormal strength has reached a certain level, but this also has something to do with his age.

Beiming Yufeng was only 22 years old, so he was naturally not as strong as the old man Mo Shangqiu.

"Old ancestor... the sixth young master is still young..." Wang He couldn't help but regretted speaking.

Mo Shangqiu glanced at him indifferently, "You are so old that you can't even beat my little grandson, what face do you have?"

"..." Wang He's face was hot again, and this face was too hard to guard against.

However, in the battle between him and Mo Feixun, even though he didn't completely lose, compared with a junior, his strength was still so much worse. If he was injured like that, he would naturally lose.

"Little grandson, what's your name?" When Mo Shangqiu was sealed, there was no Mo Feixun, so he naturally didn't know Mo Feixun's name.

But because of the blood in her body and the pair of eyes predicted by the prophets and elders, he knew that Mo Feixun was his descendant.

She was neither humble nor overbearing, neither arrogant nor impetuous said three words, "Mo Feixun!"

"Fixun, it's extraordinary, okay, okay! Let me listen to the others." Mo Shangqiu smiled with satisfaction, and then glanced at Wang He and the others with sharp and murderous eyes.

When Wang He and the others saw the majestic ancestor, their hearts trembled. The fear and respect were really engraved in their bones. When the ancestor's coercion was released, their feet trembled.

"From now on, she will take over the Stealing Legion, and everyone will obey her orders. Who dares not to obey Mo Feixun. I will tear him into beef jerky, such a wooden table!"

"Oh!"

After Mo Shangqiu's vigorous and forceful voice fell, he slapped the desk beside him with his palm, and the heavy table immediately shattered into pieces.

One by one, very neat as if cut by a knife, everyone's necks shrank in fright, and fear spread in their hearts.

"Do you understand?"

"Listen, I understand!" Wang He and the others dared not listen, and hurriedly knelt down to accept orders.

"..." Mo Feixun's eyes widened. Looking at the people kneeling on the ground, he couldn't help feeling deeply moved. This is the power of strength.

If she knew that this person was the ancestor of the Mo family, why did she go so hard to steal the palm print?
However, if she didn't come to steal the palm print, she wouldn't accidentally release the old ancestor, so everything happens for a reason.

Mo Feixun used a bronze mirror magic weapon, replaced it with a bandit army, and added a powerful ancestor as a backer, this is a good deal.

"Little grandson, hurry up and wake them up." When Mo Shangqiu saw Mo Feixun, there was a little more smile in his eyes, and he was still very kind to her.

"Get up. Don't worry, follow me. As long as you do what you should do, I won't treat you badly. Of course, if you don't obey, I don't mind talking to you with my fists!" Mo Fei looked delicate His face was as calm as water, he raised his hand slightly, and his gestures were all in the demeanor of a general.

(End of this chapter)