After rebirth, I became the villain's little ancestor

Chapter 315 Marry Her
He raised his head and looked at Molao City Master with a smile, "I want to marry her, as long as she marries me, and you, I have to call grandfather, family, naturally there is nothing to do."

"Want to marry Ah Zhao?" City Lord Mo raised his head, and his bound arms moved slightly.

It was like hearing some big joke.

But even if it was a joke, the words of marrying Ah Zhao still made him angry.

They were very ruthless, grabbed him, and directly crippled his spiritual power, fearing that he would suddenly fight back.

However, he was afraid that he would die if he couldn't bear it when he was tortured, so he was hanged with pills.

Lin Wenhuo nodded, "Yes, I want her to marry me willingly. When the time comes, you will feel sorry for my grandson-in-law, and the Dinghunzhu will not be taken advantage of by others, and the fat will not flow to outsiders."

City Lord Mo Lao couldn't exert any strength, then he held his breath and spat a mouthful of blood at him.

"Hey, toad wants to eat swan meat."

Lin Wenhuo stood close, unable to dodge in time, and was directly spit in the face.

His face turned black, he raised the iron fan in his hand, and hit it hard.

The face of the old city master Mo was directly crooked, a streak of blood was dripping, and the bone wound could be seen from the root of the ear to the nose.

A little further past the wound, the nose might have been cut off.

"If you want to marry Ah Zhao, you don't know how you will die." The old city master Mo laughed, and with those bright eyes, he looked at him as if he was looking at a dead person.

Lin Wenhuo wiped his face clean with his sleeve, and looked up at City Lord Mo, the blood was running down his face and into his tail.

When he said this, his tone was a little weak.

"Old City Lord Mo, you should be more sensible. I can still see that you are so sensible. After marrying Mo Yunzhao, treat her better. Otherwise, I will let her be a concubine, or sleep a few times. , give it to someone else.”

Lin Wenhuo looked at him ferociously.

The old city master Mo still sneered: "Then just wait and see, who needs to be sensible."

Lin Wenhuo only felt that he was too ignorant, holding an iron fan, ready to move.

Lin Xiang looked at it, and hurriedly stepped forward to hold him, "Okay, don't be impulsive, you will die if you do it again, we will wait for Mo Yunzhao to come, that's fine."

Lin Wenhuo took back the iron fan and snorted coldly.

"Stop the bleeding, hang on, don't let him die, and watch closely."

After speaking, he shook his sleeves and left.

"what!"

As soon as they left, the screams of City Lord Mo Lao came from behind.

Only because of the hemostatic medicine powder, pain-increasing powder was added.

With the addition of pain-enhancing powder, people's pain senses will be hundreds of times more than usual.

Tsk, life is better than death.

What's more, at Mr. Mo's age, with such pain, as soon as the medicine is taken, he will immediately pass out.

Even though he was an iron-blooded tough guy, he couldn't hold on and gritted his teeth.

But no matter how loud he shouted, it was useless.

The sound insulation of this dungeon is very good, and it cannot be heard at all.

Lin Wenhuo and the others were very relieved. Mo Yunzhao came, and they didn't know where the dungeon where Mo Laocheng Lord was imprisoned. Even if he knew, it would be impossible to rescue him.

They are very relieved.

out of the dungeon.

Lin Xiang looked at Lin Wenhuo, "Clear out the women in your main courtyard, let the servants decorate the new house, prepare some betrothal gifts, and post the wedding invitations."

Lin Wenhuo took a brocade handkerchief and wiped the blood on the iron fan, "Just marry Mo Yunzhao casually, and still need to decorate the new house and send out wedding invitations?"

(End of this chapter)