Devil President, Don't Bite Me

Of course, Su Xing is not stupid enough to see moxiling first. He quietly returns to the hall to report to Su Xuandong.

Hearing that Du Beizheng took Joey away, Su Xuandong laughed in the room. Although the wound was painful, he didn't care. Isn't that the taste of pain and happiness?

He smiled in the room. Su Xing wanted to cry outside the door. "High priest, think of a way. Lord Mo is waiting for me to answer."

"What can I do?" Su Xuandong's voice smiled: "if you can't provoke him, just hide. Just don't see him."

"You can hide from the first day of junior high school, but you can't hide from the fifteenth day." With such a boss on the stall, Su Xing really wanted to cry without tears. "He's so powerful. Where should I hide?" After a pause, he asked tentatively, "why don't you let me in?"

"No, I'm closed and can't be scratched. Just go back to my room and seal it."

Su Xing was dejected. "My mana is not high. I don't know if I can stop him."

Su Xuandong encouraged him in the door, "you are the priest of black soil. Take out some momentum. How can you frighten a genetic mutant?"

Su Xingfu: you have momentum. Why don't you come out and say you're closed. Don't hide from mexiling?

"Let's go. What should we do? Don't pestle at the door." Su Xuandong drove him away.

Su Xing was a loyal man. He was angry that the high priest didn't save him. Before he left, he stabbed him, "even the high priest is not the opponent of Lord mo. what should I do?"

Being trampled by Su Xing, Su Xuandong was angry. He snorted heavily. He was about to go back, but the sound of footsteps had gone away.

As time went by, the night became thicker and thicker. Moxiling waited anxiously, but there was no shadow of Joey at the other end of the road.

Mo Ziyu was also anxious with him. Although his heart was burning, half of his face did not show up. Pestle on the roadside like an electric pole, half a sound, his body vertical, several ups and downs disappeared into the dark.

Moxi Ling looked at the place where his figure disappeared and was stunned. Before he could finish his stupor, Mozi Yu came back and fell directly in front of him. "I've been to the main hall, and Lord Su Xing disappeared, but his plane stopped there. It should be back."

This is the first time that Mo Ziling took the initiative to talk to him after Mo Xiling came back. He was as respectful as before, as if there had never been a quarrel between them.

Although he knew that he went to the hall for Joey, there was nothing to investigate at this time. He asked coldly, "where are people?"

"I don't know. The high priest's room is sealed and can't be accessed, so..."

Mexiling had a bad hunch. Joey disappeared and Su Xing came back and hid. This means... The situation is bad.

"Come with me again." Mexiling wanted to go by himself, and was afraid that if Joey came back and met him, he'd better take it with him.

Su Xuandong rubbed a layer of medicine oil on himself in front of the mirror. Thinking about Mozi Yu's eating flat at the door just now, he whistled proudly.

He can't fight and can hide. Even if moxiling comes, he will eat it!

Just proud, his ears moved slightly, his face smiled deeper, and the guy who didn't give up came again.

Mo Xiling heard Mo Ziyu say the power of the door, so he didn't approach, but shouted at a distance.

"Su Xuandong, come out and ask you something."

"Shout at the high priest and look down on no one. Mexiling, I will punish you."

"OK, come out and talk."

Su Xuandong really wants to punish moxiling, but he has to break the seal before he can cast his magic. He has no sense of security. Just think about it.

"I won't come out and don't want to see you. Go."

"If you don't come out, tell me, is Lord Su Xing back? Where's my wife? "

Su Xuandong waited for him to ask this, pretending to be surprised, "don't you know? Miss Qiao followed Du Zhang away. "

There was a dead silence outside the door, not as furious as he imagined, but he guessed that moxiling's face must be no better, but it was a pity that he couldn't see his face with his own eyes.

After a while, mexiling's cold voice came, "what you said is true?"

"Of course, Miss Qiao asked Su Xing to bring back a message. She said she was the queen of werewolves and wanted to go back to Shengbei with Du Zhang. Please don't think about her anymore."

"Lord Su Xing, I want to listen to him with my own ears."

Su Xuandong smiled, "why don't you believe me? Can you ask Su? "

"Where is he?"

"I don't know. He has completed the task and can go anywhere he wants. I won't ask."

Mexiling knew that Su Xuandong was playing tricks, but he was not easy to provoke. "Your people lost my wife. I just look for your important people. Du Beizheng can suppress 100000 wolf troops. I'm not as good as him, but it's OK to dismantle your hall."

The tone was full of threats. Su Xuandong couldn't laugh. Du Beizheng seemed to be a big hand, but it was not so easy to start a war. Mexiling's boldness has been seen before. He can make him invisible. It's nothing to tear down a house. He said he would tear it down.

After several weighing, he had to sell the millet line, "go and have a look at Tangjiang, and maybe you can find it."

Without saying a word, Mo Xiling turned and left. Mo Zi followed him silently, with a full sense of tacit understanding.

As for why Su Xing hid in Ganjiang, it was because after meeting Du Beizheng with him, he felt safe around Ganjiang, and Ganjiang could give him courage. Ten thousand steps back, any man will not be rude in front of beautiful women, will he?

When mexiling and his team came to find him, Su Xingzheng was playing chess with Gan Jiang. The picture was peaceful and warm, but the atmosphere was destroyed by the approach of two evil men.

Su Xing consciously hid behind Gan Jiang and said hello with a shy face, "Lord Mo, Mr. Mo, haven't you rested so late?"

"Don't you have a rest, Lord Su Xing?" Mexiling came straight to the point: "since the adult has come back, should you tell me where my wife is?"

Su Xing was one and the first two, his eyes dodging, "didn't the high priest tell you? Miss Qiao, she... Was taken away by Du Zhangzhi. "

Moxi Ling's eyes twinkled, "what do you mean to take away?"

Su xingmian said, "it was Du Zhangzhi who knocked Miss Qiao unconscious, and then... Took her away."

As I knew, his little Joe could not betray him again. They had been integrated and could not be separated. They could only be forcibly taken away.

Su Xing always trembled and thought what mexiling would do to him. After all, his attitude towards the high priest was obvious to all. Unexpectedly, after listening to those words, mexiling saluted him. Although he looked cold, he didn't lose the due education of a noble youth.

Until they left, Su Xing patted his chest and gasped, "Lord Mo is really a great general. Compared with him, the high priest..."

While listening to him, Tang Jiang asked curiously, "how does the high priest compare with him?"

Su Xing snorted, "it's far away!"

The moonlight was cold, shining on the faces of two equally cold men. As they walked, they changed. Their eyes were scarlet, their tusks were scabbard, and their sharp nails stretched silently

Mozi Yu looked down at his claws. It was strange that he had been unstable, especially related to Joey, but although he was anxious this time, his heart was not as irritable as before.

He raised his eyes and looked at mexiling walking in the front right. His firm side face was more three-dimensional and strong in the moonlight. His eyebrows were locked, his chin was taut, his sharp eyes were like two cold nails, and the whole person was like a scabbard sword.

Mozi Yu knew that he had improved his combat readiness.

"Xiling, do you need to mobilize more people? After all, they have... "

"No, I'll go alone." Mexiling answered coldly.

"But there are 100000 of them. I'm afraid you can't save your wife alone."

"You know she's my wife," said moxiling, finally turning to look at him. It was so cold that it cut like an ice skate.

Mozi Yu was shocked, lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry."

Mexiling snorted. He didn't know whether to accept it or not.

"Xiao Qiao is a werewolf. Her identity is not recognized by the people. I can only go by myself. You stay here for a while until I save little Joe and go back to the island together. "

When he learned that Du Beizheng had taken Joey away, some people were worried and others were happy. Zongbo was most eager, "Xiling, Joey was a werewolf. She should go back to her place with her people. This is the right way. "

Moxi Ling said coldly, "Zong Bo, you presided over the wedding between me and Xiao Qiao. You should remember that she is Lord Mo's wife. You can not like her, but don't stop me."

The words were not heavy, but the tone was cold, which made Zongbo's face slightly red and some embarrassed.

Mo ZiNuo immediately changed the topic, "Xiling, how can you go alone? After all, there are 100000 people on the other side. If there is a slight difference, let alone save people, I'm afraid you can't even come back. I think so. Yu and I will go with you. And it's not urgent. We have to think about it in the long run. "

From a long-term perspective, Moxi Ling doesn't object. Joey won't worry about his life in Du Beizheng's hands. Moreover, the best thing about genetic mutants is speed. No matter how many days the werewolf has gone, he can catch up. Just thinking of Du Beizheng's Thoughts on Joey, in case he does anything bad to her

He didn't dare to think about it. A mouthful of blood gushed into his throat, bringing out a fishy and sweet taste. Something in the body seems to have been triggered. The skin on the arm is tight and the feeling of cool swish extends upward from the fingers.

He looked down and saw that a layer of silver thick and solid hard shell covered his arm like armor. Mozino also saw it and opened his eyes in surprise.

"Xiling, are you..."

Mexiling doesn't know why, but he is no stranger. This situation also happened during the last war with Su Xuandong.

Zong Bo gently touched, "Xiling, how do you feel?"

"Fortunately, they are protective and don't hurt me."

"Tut tut!" Mo ZiNuo looked envious: "this is the legendary scale. It is said that only a few genetic variants can do it."

Zong Bo smiled: "you know a lot. It's really a scale. Congratulations to Xiling. You're advanced again."

Mexiling looked at his arm and thought deeply. The scale appeared last time because of an emergency. Why this time?