The daily life of the great devil's favorite wife

Chapter 1316 The Madman
Uncle Yuan stood in front of the cell, looking at Mo Zhao who was about to swing the dagger at Mo Yonghong, his expression was full of sadness.

He knew the source of His Highness's hatred, if he killed the Hong Wang in front of him, His Highness could get back his words, and he would let His Highness do it without hesitation.

But the fact is that with the increase of slaughtered people, the once innocent and innocent Highness has become farther and farther away from him.

His Highness became cruel and violent, and became more and more unable to control himself.

He didn't know what would happen if he killed King Hong, but at least he knew that King Hong could be their last bargaining chip, and he could hold His Highness's last ounce of mind.

Hong Wang is more useful alive than dead.

"Uncle Yuan, what are you doing here?"

Slowly lowering the dagger, the violence in Mo Zhao's eyes subsided like a storm, and in the blink of an eye, everything was calm.He looked back and smiled at Uncle Yuan, his eyes were pure.

He didn't expect Uncle Yuan to come over suddenly, he obviously didn't bring him.

Because he found that Uncle Yuan liked to intervene in his affairs more and more recently, and even obstructed his decision.Such behavior is very bad, and he doesn't like it very much.

"Your Highness, the Witch Clan's offerings are already on the mountain."

Uncle Yuan said solemnly: "Although they are not numerous and powerful, they are all highly skilled in martial arts. If you continue to let it go, it may not be certain whether this Weiyang Mountain will take your surname tomorrow."

These days, he has been observing the Nanman princess.

Calm, thoughtful, cautious everywhere.Even though the other party hated His Highness very much, he was still patient and treated others leniently.What she did seemed to be easy to talk to, but she was actually eroding their control.

"Do you know that many people below think that Her Royal Highness is more suitable to lead them than you?"

"I know."

Mo Zhao put the dagger back into its sheath, and answered very easily.

Xia Yilin was always under his nose, even if he couldn't keep an eye on her all the time, he still knew what she was doing and what her purpose was.

She was just dividing his power, and even wanted to cultivate another puppet from outside.

"Now that you know..."

"So what? It's just a den of bandits, Uncle Yuan, this is not our home. You know, we will eventually return to Beicang, to the Imperial Palace."

Interrupting Uncle Yuan, Mo Zhao replied with a smile.

He didn't seem to pay attention to everything in front of him at all, relaxed and at ease.Even Mo Yonghong, who was covered in blood behind him, felt that he was unreasonable and went crazy.

"Who is their target? My dear ninth brother and younger siblings. And if I want to go back, I must overcome this hurdle. Since they will fight each other, why should we join?"

Walking in front of Uncle Yuan, Mo Zhao patted the dust on his shoulder, and said with confidence:

"When the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman wins. We give them the stronghold, let them fight for us, and then in turn reveal the information to the ninth brother, so that the two sides are endless. In the end, they both lose and survive. And we clean up the battlefield, everyone is happy .Is not it good?"

After all, Mo Zhao had passed Uncle Yuan and walked slowly outside the dungeon.

Before leaving, he showed a meaningful smile to Mo Yonghong.It seems to be telling him that he must take care of himself.

Standing where he was, looking at Mo Zhao's back, Uncle Yuan was silent.

Because His Royal Highness who was covered in blood would probably have another young girl who would die because of this.

"Is it worth protecting such a lunatic?"

Uncle Yuan was about to leave, but a cold question came from behind him.

(End of this chapter)