Quickly wear the cannon fodder, he made this short-lived script

Also three days ago, Shen Mo suddenly asked for a heart-protecting pill from him. At that time, Mo Ci was still a little confused. Now, he finally knew what Shen Mo wanted the heart-protecting pill for.

Shen Mo also took a sip of tea and said slowly, "It's about to start over there."

Mo Ci also followed Shen Mo's words and looked at Lin Lan over there.

At this time, a terrifying-looking rolling nail bed was placed in front of Lin Lan. The sharp nails were integrated with the bed board, leaving no room for people to breathe.

Just looking at it gives people the chills.

This was also the first time that Mo Ci had seen such a torture device. He looked at the rolling nail bed and frowned unconsciously as he spoke.

"Aren't you afraid that Lin Lan will run away after seeing this?"

Shen Mo chuckled and shook his head, "She won't. Even if she could, she can't escape now."

By beating the drum of redress, it is tacitly acknowledged that Lin Lan wants to file a complaint, and the process of rolling the nail board will not be lost.

At this moment, the nail rolling bed has been taken out. If Lin Lan retreats at this time, not only will he not be able to file a complaint, but he will also be forced to roll the nail board.

So, she will not escape, and cannot escape.

Mo Ci nodded thoughtfully, then looked at Lin Lan over there. Lin Lan seemed to be struggling for a long time before lying down amid the discussion of everyone.

Although he was far away, Mo Ci could still see the blood splattering as the flesh was pierced at that moment, and the onlookers seemed to be silent for a moment before they whispered to each other.

As for Lin Lan, the pain in her body seemed to make her unable to react, and it took her a while to turn over.

It was also at this moment that people could clearly see the blood stained on her mourning clothes.

The spots of blood connected together and almost dyed her clothes red. Lin Lan, after a brief pause, mustered up her strength and continued to roll over.

This time, she rested for a little longer, and while everyone was worried, she continued to roll over.

At this time, Lin Lan's clothes had been completely dyed red, and the original color could not be seen. Even because of the rolling nail board, the clothes were torn.

Seeing this, Mo Ci took a sip of tea and sighed.

"She's not bad."

Shen Mo seemed to agree as well. He poured Mo Ci a cup of tea and nodded.

"It's really good."

Although they said nice things, neither of them moved and continued to watch the farce over there.

After a while, Lin Lan finally finished rolling the nail board. Although he had become a bloody man, he was still alive.

So the imperial petition was considered a success. The official in charge first asked the doctor to simply treat her body which was already riddled with wounds, and then took people to the palace.

At the same time, Xiao Ran, who had just finished the morning court, was blocked in the palace by Lin Lan's men, and he felt very bad.

Here, Shen Mo and Mo Ci drank tea and waited until everyone here had left before slowly leaving the teahouse.

Lin Lan had already entered the palace, so they couldn't even watch the fun. Mo Ci looked at Shen Mo, who didn't seem worried at all, and asked.

"Aren't you worried about something going wrong?"

At least, Mo Ci himself would be worried that something might go wrong, causing all his efforts to fail.

Shen Mo smiled and rang the bell on his wrist in response.

"The right time, right place, and right people are all on my side. What is there to worry about?"

As if he felt that Mo Ci was worrying too much, he added another sentence.

"Even if we fail this time, won't you just take his head? Mo Ci, there are many ways to kill him. It just depends on how I want him to die."

Mo Ci: ...

"you're right."

It’s not that Mo Ci didn’t think of this method, but mainly because Shen Mo’s previous approach had always been to deal with Xiao Ran indirectly.

This sudden simplicity and crudeness really surprised Mo Ci.

"This matter will have a conclusion in three hours at the latest. Aren't you going to deal with the Cangjian Villa's affairs now?"

Shen Mo suddenly said this, which made Mo Ci slightly stunned. Then he thought of Ye Zhiruan's little trick, and without any further delay, he nodded to Shen Mo.

"I'll invite you for a drink when everything is over."

"it is good."

The two parted ways again.

Mo Ci rushed to Cangjian Villa. At this time, many people had gathered outside Cangjian Villa.

Rather than being helpers invited by Ye Zhiruan, it would be more accurate to say that these people are coveting Cangjian Villa.

If these people were to succeed today, the Cangjian Villa would inevitably fall apart.

Of course, Mo Ci wouldn't let that happen.

This time, Mo Ci did not change his appearance, but maintained Ye Yunyi's appearance, put on the simple and elegant clothes that Ye Yunyi usually wore, and came to Cangjian Villa through the main gate.

He walked step by step to the gate of Cangjian Villa and met a disciple guarding the gate. The other party's face changed when he saw Mo Ci.

"What? You haven't seen me for a while, so you don't recognize me?"

Mo Ci's words made the faces of the disciples guarding the gate look even worse. To be honest, disciples like them didn't know the specific situation.

Although they thought Ye Yunyi was dead before, Ye Zhiruan recently said that Ye Yunyi was not dead, and they were also confused.

So when he faced Mo Ci's cold face, he hesitated for a long time before calling out a word.

"Young Master Ye."

Mo Ci nodded slightly, took out the seal of the owner from his waist, and let the disciple guarding the gate see it clearly before speaking.

"You guys, are you still going to stop me?"

After seeing the owner's seal, the disciples guarding the gate looked at each other. After hearing Mo Ci's words, they lowered their heads and stepped aside, even making a gesture of invitation.

"Young Master Ye, please do as you please."

Mo Ci simply walked into Cangjian Villa. From this point, it can be seen that Ye Zhiruan's prestige is just so-so.

Although the seal of the manor owner is of vital importance, if someone else holds it, the effect will definitely not be the same.

Mo Ci entered Cangjian Villa and met many people along the way. Mo Ci only needed to show the owner's seal.

If there are really those who disobey, the sword in Mo Ci's hand is not just for decoration.

He entered Cangjian Villa smoothly, while Ye Zhiruan over there was discussing with everyone how to deal with Ye Yunyi. Unexpectedly, someone suddenly came to inform him that Young Master Ye had returned.

He also holds the seal of the manor owner.

When Ye Zhiruan heard this, his face turned ugly. He immediately ignored everything else and spoke to those who came to "help".

"Ye Yunyi is still a traitor, and I hope you will help him. When the time comes, Cangjian Villa will definitely prepare generous gifts to thank him."

Ye Zhiruan, who came to help, also expressed his indignation.

"Please rest assured, Miss Ye. After all, your father and I have some friendship. Old Ye's affairs are also my affairs. I will never let a young boy take away Old Ye's wealth."