Wu Ni Huang Fei

Chapter 117 Whoever blocks me dies [8]

After returning to Liangyueyuan, Mo Fenghua said to the three of them: "Clean up, rest for a while, and join me in the second battle."

Next, it's time for Zhao Yunru to see how much money can be dug out from her, if it still doesn't match the dowry list.

Then... I'm sorry, she can only take the silver from Beichen Wang's warehouse to complete the dowry list.

Mo Fenghua rewarded each of the three with a gold bar, and then put all the treasures into the mustard space in front of them.

Since she asked them to follow her, they were her own. The most important thing between the teams was trust. She needed to hide this ability from outsiders, but she didn't need to in front of the three of them.

Piles of jewelry, gold and silver, and antique calligraphy and paintings were instantly moved into the space by Mo Fenghua. Seeing the treasures disappearing out of thin air, the three of them were dumbfounded.

Mo Fenghua asked: "Have you rested?"

The three of them came back to their senses, stood at attention, and shouted loudly: "It's done!"

Mo Fenghua waved his hand: "Then start working!"

This time, Mo Fenghua didn't let Ye Kong carry the coffin again, but let the three of them hold a shining long sword in their hands.

Mo Fenghua said to them arrogantly: "Remember everything, whoever dares to stop, don't need to say anything, just cut over."

"Yes, master..."

After the last "catch//rape" incident, Zhao Yunru's cronies, those who were beaten to death, those who were sold, were all served by the stewards and rearranged, and none of them were her cronies.

The subordinates are used to exalting the high and depressing the low, and Zhao Yunru's life must be very difficult now.

However, it can't be ruled out that Zhao Yunru's mastery of control made a group of people bow to her in a very short period of time, but is this possible?

When they came to the courtyard where Zhao Yunru lived, a few cleaning girls saw that they were all murderous, with weapons in their hands, and they froze instantly. In a matter of seconds, they all ran away and disappeared.

Mo Fenghua smiled, it seems that the servants in Zhao Yunru's yard still winked a little bit.

Mo Fenghua went all the way unimpeded, and led people directly into Zhao Yunru's room.

She has been ill since the last time. She took a lot of medicine in the past few days, and the doctor saw a few times, but she didn't feel relieved. The room was filled with a disgusting smell of traditional Chinese medicine.

Mo Fenghua was so smoked as soon as he entered, so he hurriedly asked Ye Xue to open the window to breathe.

Zhao Yunru was already thin and weak, but recently she was sick due to scare, and after a lot of tossing, she became skinny and skinny, with an unhealthy bluish-yellow skin, she couldn't even sit up, and her appearance was terrifyingly ugly.

She saw Mo Fenghua come in swaggeringly, followed by three servants armed with weapons, and immediately gasped, "Mo Fenghua, you...you are so courageous, you...do...what?"

She suddenly grabbed the girl who was serving beside her: "Stop her...don't...don't let her come over...quick, go find cousin..."

The little girl stood tremblingly in front of Mo Fenghua, she couldn't straighten her trembling tongue: "You... what are you going to do?"

With a swish, the long sword in Han Guang's hand cut off all the bangs on her forehead in an instant: "I advise you, if you don't want to die, get out of the way."

"Ah..." After the little girl screamed, she hugged her head and rushed out quickly. There was no time to care about Zhao Yunru's life and death.

(End of this chapter)