1270. Chapter 1270 Preemptive Strike 8
Poor Mo Yunqing finally stopped coughing, but when she was picked up by Old Ancestor Mo, she suddenly became in a bad mood.
"Say!" The ancestor Mo had a bad temper. After losing his mind, his temper became more and more intense. Seeing that Mo Yunqing did not answer, the force in his hand became even heavier!
At this time, Mo Yunqing was already dying and was so angry that she could withstand such destruction? With a crack, Mo Yunqing's neck was directly pinched by the ancestor Mo!
"Yun Qing!" Mo Zixu felt bad when he heard the sound, so he stood up and rushed forward.
Seeing that Mo Yunqing was dead, Old Ancestor Mo threw him to Mo Zixu, and even commented unhappily: "It's useless!"
After saying this, Old Ancestor Mo shook his sleeves and left.
Mo Zixu was shocked.
Looking at Mo Yunqing, who had completely lost her breath in her arms, and looking at the obvious purple on her neck, there was a hot magma-like anger in his eyes, and his hands clenched into fists! Damn it!
He raised his head and looked at the Ancestor Mo who was gradually moving away, his eyes were filled with gloom!
The elder slapped Mo Zixu in the head: "Mo Yunqing is already dead. Are you blaming your father? Now he doesn't even know who he is. What else do you want to beg him!"
Mo Zixu was slapped by the Great Elder, and he couldn't help but look down at his cold body and his facial features stained with blood on his face. The anger in his eyes was burning: "Su Luo!"
"Yes! Even if you take revenge, you should look for that stinky girl Su Luo!" The elder agreed with Mo Zixu's reaction.
At this time, the Great Elder was also a little bad. At the beginning, he was seriously injured by the Ancestor Mo, and now he was forced to use the Soul Resurrection Technique. At the most abominable time, he was interrupted by the Ancestor Mo in the middle. All the Soul Resurrection Techniques retaliated on him, and all this caused the Great Elder to be injured.
The Great Elder silently wiped away the blood at the corner of his mouth and sighed quietly: "Since Yun Feng invited those people to Weiyang Palace, Weiyang Palace has been robbed continuously. I don't know if our actions were retribution from God."
"No! This is not retribution! Even if it is retribution, I will go against the will of heaven!" Mo Zixu clenched his fists, his face solemn and cold, "I will never give up until I kill Su Luo!"
At this time, Mo Zixu obviously did not focus on Mo Yunqing's unfinished words. If he thought carefully and guessed and confused, he might be able to guess Mo Yunqing's words that were too late to finish. Unfortunately, those auras were buried by his anger, and he didn't know when the light of inspiration would flash again.
"Uncle, follow the ancestor, I'll go find that stinky girl Su Luo!" Mo Zixu handed Mo Yunqing's body to his subordinates, and his body rose into the air and disappeared directly from the spot.
Mo Zixu went to the remote courtyard, but would Su Luo be so stupid and waited for him to kill in the courtyard? Obviously this was impossible.
At this time, Su Luo, after repeated teleportation, she had already arrived at the place she agreed with Nangong Liuyun.
However, before she could find Nangong Liuyun, she saw a cold and hard background.
The back turned around, and his cold eyes directly met Su Luo.
Su Luo's heart suddenly beated violently, and she turned around and wanted to slip away. But in this case, she could no longer run away in person.
"Your blood tastes very good." Old Ancestor Mo looked at Su Luo with sharp eyes, his brows were tightly furrowed, but he praised sincerely.
Chapter completed!