stocking the prince to death

Chapter 641 No one available

The air was still for a moment, and the whole space seemed to be filled with murderous intent, and the murderous intent that turned into substance splashed like blades.

Si Bai raised his chin, the silver-white mask made him look more and more indifferent, while the silk thread entangled in the sleeve exuded an even more majestic aura.

He looked at Shui Ting indifferently, a trace of haze flashed across his eyes.

"Hahaha! Si Bai, you're getting angry!" Shui Ting laughed, not hiding his malice at all.

"Shui Ting," Si Bai's delicate and elegant voice sounded, with a bit of faint coldness, but it sounded a bit careless,

"Do you want to die?"

A bit of impatience flashed across Si Bai's obsidian-like pupils.

If it wasn't for Shui Jingsheng's good relationship with Brother Huang, he would have killed Shui Ting, a person who knows nothing about heaven and earth, by now!
The suzerain of the secret sect?

I'm sorry, in his eyes, even a hair of the emperor's brother can't compare.

"Heh!" Shui Ting wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, narrowed his eyes, and finally pulled the corner of his mouth.

"The dragon ring and the phoenix ring are born with magnetic fields, and their owners are also destined! With the strands of their owner's hair and the Tian Xuan Order, they can open the gate of my secret sect's forbidden area!"

Shui Ting seemed not to shy away from Si Bai at all, explaining everything clearly.

"The ancestor of my secret sect used to be a child of the Mohist family. At the beginning, the secret sect was founded only to contain the first emperor of the heavenly sage. The Mohist family has disappeared in the eyes of the world, but in the secret sect, the Mohist family will always be in our hearts!"

"In the forbidden area of ​​the secret sect, there are countless treasures, classics, and files of the Mohist family. Today's move is to open the forbidden area of ​​the secret sect!"

Si Bai hooked his lips, "That is to say, you want to use this...to contend with the entire Heavenly Sage?"

"No!" Shui Ting closed his eyes tremblingly, "The world must be divided for a long time, it must be divided for a long time, and now the four kingdoms are staring at the Heavenly Sage, and Mo Cang is concentrating on the emperor's art, fatuous and incompetent!"

As he said that, he opened his eyes and glanced at Si Bai, his voice hoarse, "But His Royal Highness, who is respected by the world..."

He didn't finish speaking, as if he was hiding something.

Si Bai pursed his lips, taking away the internal force that was still entwined around Shui Ting's neck.

"continue!"

"His Royal Highness, she... It's hard to say, except for her, there is no one in Tiansheng who is capable of taking on important tasks!"

"The Southern Emperor of Southern Border, the Regent of Xiliang, Lan Fenghua of South Vietnam, and even the Seventh Prince of Northern Border... are all famous figures!"

"But what about Tiansheng? Apart from His Royal Highness, how many people are available in the entire royal family? In the court, the regent and Prime Minister Mei, but the regent hates the Tiansheng royal family, and Mei Cheng is indifferent to the Tiansheng royal family. Save the Heavenly Sage from the crisis! Besides, there is no one in the entire Heavenly Sacred Court!"

Shui Ting sighed, "Although the Secret Sect is contending with the Heavenly Sage Mo Clan, they are still the people of the Heavenly Sage Mo Clan in the final analysis. Our ancestors also said that as long as there is a crisis, no matter what, the Secret Sect and the Tian Sheng Mo Clan must unite as one! "

"Hypocrisy!" Si Bai sneered.

Shui Ting glanced at him and took a deep breath, "They are also Mohists, their bones are broken and their tendons are still connected, so they can't write two ink characters in one stroke."

"As far as I know, your surname is Shui!"

Shui Ting retorted: "Shui's surname is just given by our ancestors. What flows in our bones will always be the blood of the Mo family, and in the family tree of the secret sect, everyone is surnamed Mo!"

　All the hard-written manuscripts are lost...

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　　Crashing! ! ! ! ! ! !
　　
　
(End of this chapter)